Under the dark sky, Nicolai the "Falling Star" stood in the ruins of the shield area with the seriously wounded veteran Grivo in his arms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this article by. lwxs520。 Starting

His face was expressionless, and he looked at the crowd that greeted him—a dozen or so heavily armed patrol soldiers.

"What's wrong?" Grivo asked the Meteorite impatiently, "just a patrol." ”

"It's nothing," Nikolai's sharp gaze swept over the patrol in front of him, his pupils narrowed, "It's just a little strange." ”

Grivo frowned, "Strange?"

"Yes, Your Majesty's warrant," the Meteorite said confusedly, "It stands to reason that no army is allowed to approach the shield area except for the White Blade Guards......"

At this moment, a deep male voice came out of the crowd of patrols:

"Is it Lord Nicolai?"

The soldiers holding the torches made way of a passage, and a middle-aged man dressed in a thick and gorgeous winter coat with eight braids in his hair, pressed the long sword at his waist, appeared in front of the two.

At the moment of seeing this middle-aged man, Grivo, who was being supported, was slightly startled:

"Urad?"

Grivo's eyes showed surprise: "Is that you?"

Nicolais's heart moved.

Urad?

He is the order officer who manages the bazaar in the Sword District, and he is also the boss of the underground forces in Longxiao City, which can be compared to Grivo.

The person in charge of the underground black market trading in Longxiao City.

Just why......

"I'm Seri Nicolai, the commander of the White Guard," Nicolai said calmly, "Your Majesty has ordered the lifting of the law?"

But before the other party could answer, a red flame suddenly rose in the sky in the distance!

Nicolai was shocked!

"Wait, I recognize this," Grivoy looked thoughtfully at the fireworks in the sky, "Fourteen years ago, on the battlefield of the Deep Valley, when Prince Surir's troops were bitten by the White Elves,

You've shot a ...... too."

Nicolais's face was very ugly.

Of course, because that's ......

Is that......

Signal crossbow arrows from the White Guards.

The highest level - urgent help!

The Meteorite was about to speak, when the man with the patrol in front of him spoke first.

"As you can see!"

"Your Majesty has not yet ordered the lifting of martial law, but we have to come against the order. ”

The man with eight braids, Urad, had a very bad face, and as he hurriedly saluted Nicolais, he said anxiously: "Please come with me as soon as possible, we need to rush to His Majesty's side at once!"

Nicola's face changed: "What happened?"

Grivoy's face narrowed solemnly, he was also the boss of the underground forces, and he knew more about Urad than Nicole:

"Urad, you ......" the lame veteran asked lightly, "Did you know something from your channel?"

Urad nodded, he exhaled, and said with an ugly face:

"I just received underground news ......"

"We have reason to believe that tonight, an enemy took advantage of the chaos to sneak into Longxiao City!"

Nikolai was startled, and looked at Grivo.

Urad looked anxious, and only listened to the man with the braids say nervously:

"They...... Trying to assassinate His Majesty!"

――――

Tails clutched his little slippery head, almost stupid, and his lips trembled.

For several minutes, he blinked desperately, looking at the old body in front of him, wondering if everything in front of him was real.

That horrible old man.

Heroic, magnificent, majestic, fierce, and scheming, Exeter is the king......

"The Born King" Nunn Walton VII.

Just dead?

Tails stood dumbfounded, watching the warriors of the White Blade Guard tremble as they covered the King's body.

Red fireworks rose overhead.

"An urgent signal has been issued," the veteran white-bladed guard who had just recognized the assassin said in a dumb voice, he withdrew his crossbow facing the sky, and looked at the old king's body with a dejected face: "The leader and the other white-bladed brothers will be here soon, and they will come ......"

He choked up a little, and could no longer speak, so he had to turn his head, not daring to look at the king lying on the ground.

"White Blade, White Blade Shame," said another young warrior who was covering his wound and kneeling in front of the body of a brother and gritting his teeth and sobbing, "Your Majesty...... Right under our noses...... We are all impotent sinners...... Sinners ......"

"It's not over yet!" a guard standing on the other side held down the white-handled scimitar in his hand, his eyes boiling with anger and indignation, as well as hatred, "We still have a mission...... Your Majesty's bloodline still needs our protection...... After that......"

Under the gaze of more than a dozen white-bladed guards, Xiao Slippery bit his lower lip desperately, and whimpered with a pale face.

"Who's that?"

Tails looked at the dagger on the ground, which was still stained with the king's undried blood, and asked in a trance, "The assassin?"

The warriors' eyes moved to the Star Prince, many of them with anger and accusation in their eyes.

"You should know him better than we do," the veteran guard replied to Tails in a low voice, "That's Little Saliton from 'Assassin's Flower'." ”

"Ba'an Knight, known as the 'Flying Locust Blade'. ”

Tails quietly touched the JC dagger behind his waist.

The veteran guard glanced at Tails with deep meaning: "Twelve years ago, his brother killed another king, surnamed Bright Star. ”

Tails subconsciously took a deep breath.

A few minutes later, they finally waited for help after sending out the signal crossbow arrows.

Uniform footsteps rang out, and countless soldiers came to them.

It was a patrol in Longxiao City—two or three hundred people.

Tails raised an eyebrow.

Something strange.

The Whiteblade Guards frowned in unison as they looked at the soldiers who had come to them.

"Why the Patrol!"

The veteran white-bladed guard yelled at the soldiers in front of him, "What about the white-bladed guards?"

"My lord, we saw your signal, so we hurried here," said a patrol soldier who looked like an orderlier worriedly, "I didn't meet anyone else on the road - what happened, is there anything we need help with?"

The senior white-bladed guard and one of his companions glanced at each other and said slowly, "Your Majesty is injured and needs to be healed. ”

Tails was startled, and he turned his head to look at the body of King Nunn, who was being surrounded by the Whiteblade Guards.

What the?

Could it be ......

"What, Your Majesty, does it matter?" the orderly's face changed, "Your Excellency...... Please come with us at once and we can escort you back to Valhalla. ”

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers of the patrol approached from both sides.

However.

"Whew!", "Kong!"

The faces of more than a dozen soldiers of the White Blade Guard were fierce, and they drew their swords in unison without warning but without hesitation!

The blade was pointed straight at all the patrols who tried to get closer, and the momentum was amazing.

The movements are neat and neat, just like a person.

The little slippery head shuddered and looked at Tails in disbelief.

Tails quietly pressed her hand back.

Calm down.

He gestured with his eyes.

"My lord?" the patrol officer looked stunned, and didn't know why: "What are you ......?"

The veteran guard interrupted him.

"If I really agree to your escort, go to your team," the White Blade Guard soldier said coldly, "I'm afraid we'll be covered." ”

The order's expression was stunned: "My lord, I don't understand ......"

"Before I joined the White Blade Guard, I also worked in the patrol team of Longxiao City for a while," the negotiating White Blade Guard said coldly, "Later, I offended Urad, so I was forced to go to the front line as a levy, fought a good battle, and was finally selected by Kaslan. ”

The Order frowned.

The veteran white-bladed guard stared at the patrol in front of him, his gaze swept over their palms that were pressed next to their weapons all the time, and looked at their calm and unwavering eyes, his expression was sharp: "Why don't I remember, our patrol has become so elite, strong, and excellent?"

Hearing this, Tails was shocked.

So......

He looked at the patrols differently.

The orderly pursed his lips, as if pondering the other's words.

Another soldier of the White Blade Guard nodded, and said solemnly: "It can be seen that the elite is even comparable to the standing army of three trainings a year - you are not soldiers near Longxiao City!"

The order officer suddenly smiled.

"My lord, this is Longxiao City, and the quality of the conscripts alone is the top of the Western Continent. He shook his head.

"Please don't doubt our strength because of past experiences," the order officer spread his hands, his face full of helplessness and anxiety: "Besides, can there still be an army from outside, and come to Longxiao City unknowingly?"

Hearing this, Tails was stunned for a few seconds.

There seems to be something...... Leaked?

The next moment, he was shaken all over!

The White Blade Guards exchanged glances with each other, and the veteran spoke slowly, "No matter what, we must wait until the White Blade Guard's colleagues arrive. ”

"With all due respect, on the way here, I saw quite a few corpses of the White Guards, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to come in formation," the orderly sighed in the stunned eyes of the White Guards, "If Your Majesty's injuries cannot be delayed - we can only escort you on the perimeter and not approach you......"

"No!"

A childish voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes moved slightly, and they turned their gaze to the boy who had spoken out.

Seeing the prince of the stars, Tails clenched his fists.

Tails gasped, and at that moment, it was as if a string had suddenly opened in his head.

He figured out something.

"Don't trust them!" Tails gritted his teeth, and said tremblingly under the strange and frightened gaze of the little slippery head:

"Near Longxiao City, there are indeed a number of elite foreign troops stationed. ”

The Whiteblade Guards frowned.

Tails calmed his breath and figured something out, and he tried to say as smoothly as he could:

"A group of elite standing army ...... who can come to Longxiao City openly and justifiably"

"You're the army. ”

The order officer frowned again and looked at the prince who had spoken.

At this time, a loud applause rang out from the crowd.

――――

Two blocks away, several people from the stars were nervously confronting each other.

The second prince's attendant, Wya, struggled to hold his single-edged sword and wrestle with Miranda's sword.

Wyay looked to the other side with a shudder: Rolf, who had broken one hand, had been easily defeated by Officer Cohen.

The prince's attendant shouted, "Don't kill him!

"No malice?" On the opposite side of Huaiya, Miranda held the sword in one hand, and suppressed the attendant officer to the death, his eyes sharp: "It's your hand that moved first!"

"I don't know why!" Wyah cried out anxiously, "but Rolf...... This Stranger is a member of His Highness Tyres!"

"Tails, you mean His Royal Highness?" Cohen's face was solemn and serious, he held a sword in one hand and Rolf in the other, looked at his sad eyes, and shook his head: "Just this gangster thug?"

"That's right!" Wyaa nervously argued, "We're all members of the Star Mission, Miss Miranda, we met in the Broken Dragon Fortress, didn't we!"

Cohen raised an eyebrow and turned to his female companion.

"I know that you are the son of the Earl of Gilbert Cassel, and the prince's chamberlain. Miranda said lightly.

"But why are you here, in the most dangerous place in Longxiao City?" Miranda looked at the ruins around her with clear eyes, and then at Waia and Rolf, her expression full of suspicion, "instead of staying by the prince's side in Valhalla, on this night of calamity?"

"Isn't it too suspicious?"

Huaiya gritted her teeth, only to feel that the opponent's sword blade happened to be pressed against the most difficult part of her sword, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The prince disappeared in the capital of the enemy country......

This kind of thing......

"I'm not obligated to answer you!"

The attendant shook his head stubbornly: "Isn't it more suspicious that the prince is on a dangerous journey in Exeter, and you, the two heirs of the great nobles who are skilled, sensitive, and have a grudge against the royal family, appear here for no reason!"

"Suspicious?" Cohen snorted.

"Then how do you explain this?" he lifted Rolf's collar, ignoring the other party's hateful eyes, and said coldly: "I remember his nickname - the Ghost of the Wind, a scum of the Blood Vial Gang, who was still killing people and spilling blood on the streets of Eternal Star City dozens of days ago, why did he suddenly become a close attendant of the prince?"

Wya's words were choked.

"Don't try to lie to me," Cohen said with a frown, "You know, I'm the one who crushed his throat!"

Rolf's eyes were on fire, and he felt his numb arm and gulped hard.

No.

You're not......

Not this green skin!

It's the woman......

That woman with a double knife from the Saliton family!

Waiya only felt a splitting headache: "How do I know what this bastard has done in the past!"

He stepped forward with Miranda's sword and roared, "But he is now my companion!"

Cohen and Miranda exchanged a look.

Wya's sword was hard to resist, but out of thin air she had the illusion that "her strength was not strong enough".

Damn it.

Every trick and every style was eaten to death by her!

Miranda Arend, the last top seed - is it really as perverted as Tari's legend?

Wyaa gritted his teeth, and a burst of finishing power surged up his arms, causing him to feel a slight tingling pain while the long sword moved, and he desperately opened Miranda.

The female swordsman holds the sword with one hand, and the blade of the sword skillfully turns to unload the opponent's strength.

This time, it was Miranda's turn to change her face!

This is......

She gritted her teeth slightly.

"Your swordsmanship is good, and your intuition is great. ”

"It should be more suitable for the finishing power of the Sword Washing Death," Miranda took a step back, her eyes narrowing slightly: "But your current finishing power can make the opponent feel a sting in the middle of the battle......"

"Wyay Cassel," Miss Aarend's face was full of vigilance, and she said word by word, "this strange power of the end - what is your relationship with the Sword of Calamity?"

At this moment, even Cohen on the side had a drastic change in his face!

Wyay was stunned.

"Strange finishing powers?" Wyay shook his head in confusion, "What I learned was the 'Blade of No Return' taught by Teacher Chartier......!

"Shut up," Miranda's face was cold:

"Daphne Chartier, one of the eight Arctic Inheritors of the Tower of Completion, is my teacher!"

The swordswoman shook off her sword and tucked the back of her head into her collar—a sign that Cohen knew was a sign that she was going to be serious—and said solemnly, "And I've never heard anything from her about 'No Return'!"

Waiya's expression changed.

"This is the Finishing Power that was recently developed...... It's been five or six years since you've all graduated......" he said anxiously.

But the blonde-haired vigilante interrupted him, "Recently developed, I'm afraid this is the power of the Sword of Calamity!"

Wya's brow furrowed: These stubborn guys!

Cohen's eyes were terrifying, and he only listened to him say seriously: "Could it be ...... Were you part of their plan to assassinate the Prince, were you their Chamberlain?"

Huaiya only felt that her head was as big as a fight.

"I repeat, Rolf and I are both entrusted with the responsibility of His Highness Tails personally, and what you are doing at this moment," the distraught Waiya raised his hand again, his tone filled with anger: "It's a betrayal of the stars!"

"A seven-year-old entrusted with a heavy responsibility?"

"Although I know that our Highness is very clever," Cohen said coldly, "but there must be a limit to lies. ”

With the power of the end surging in his left hand, he slammed out Rolf, who had lost the power to resist!

"Bang!"

The ghost of the wind smashed into the ruins, bringing up a lot of smoke and dust.

Rolf remained motionless, as if he had lost consciousness.

"You—" Wyah snapped angrily.

But Miranda's sword was already coming at him in a flicker!

"Bell!"

The woman's sword struck Wya's hilt just right, causing the latter, who had not healed his old wound, to take two steps back.

"Tell me what your mission, or your relationship with the Sword of Calamity, is what you are going to do to the Prince, Squire Cassel. Miranda said politely.

With one hand on the ground, Wyaya looked at Rolf, who had disappeared into the ruins and was silent, and shouted angrily and angrily:

"Damn, you've been mistaken from the beginning - I'm not a Sword of Calamity at all!

Wyah gasped sharply, clutching her shoulders - the wounds that had been torn open by the Bloodclan were a little cracked.

Hearing this, Miranda's face changed slightly.

Cohen's brow furrowed, and he strode towards Huaiya, "We met your companions in Longxiao City...... Just a little temptation......"

But the vigilante had only taken two steps before he was suddenly stopped by Miranda's outstretched hand!

"Miranda?" Cohen watched his companion's movements in amazement: "Why are you ......"

"Wait!" Miranda turned pale, as if she had thought of something.

The female swordsman's expression changed.

A few seconds later, Miranda shuddered!

Cohen looked at his companion worriedly, "Miranda?"

"Cohen," Miranda's breathing became more and more intense, she frowned, and looked at Waiya who was angry on the ground, "What he just said ......"

"From the assassination of Prince Tails in front of the fortress, to the rumors of Longxiao City, the news that Gu sold to us, the reaction of those two Swords of Calamity, and Raphael's words...... When these clues are connected, I suddenly figured it out......"

Cohen narrowed his eyes in confusion, "What? What do you want to understand?"

Miranda stared at the angry Waiya and said with difficulty: "What he just said reminds me - he is not a sword of calamity, nor has he harmed the prince...... If it's true......"

"What do you mean?" Cohen scratched his head, "You mean, this kid's words are true?"

"It's not just this kid," Miranda's voice sped up uncontrollably, and Cohen could clearly hear the tension in her words, "but everything in Longxiao City!"

Huaiya looked at the two star nobles in front of him suspiciously.

I saw that the female swordsman's face was full of rare solemnity: "The Sword of Calamity exposed itself because of the assassination of the prince, so we came to track down ......"

Her words began to tremble: "But if there is no Calamity Sword in Longxiao City at all, and the Calamity Sword has not harmed the prince......"

"What are you talking about?" Cohen interrupted with a shake of his head, "We've seen them, the master and apprentice in the alley - the Terminator can't fool anyone. ”

"No, you don't understand! what we see is the real Sword of Calamity," Miranda's sword tightened tighter and tighter, and her face became paler and paler, "but not the Sword of Calamity we were looking for in the first place!"

"The Sword of Calamity you were looking for in the first place?" Cohen gave a thoughtful expression, "You mean ......"

"Think about it, what caused Tari to ask us to come to the Sword of Calamity?" Miranda turned her head and stared at Cohen.

"What's the matter?" Cohen narrowed his eyes as he thought back to the past, "Chloehi was ambushed by the Sword of Calamity while pursuing the truth about the assassination of the Prince, and his right hand was deposed......"

Right now.

Miranda and Cohen's faces changed drastically at the same time, and they turned as fast as they could, back to back, looking up in all directions.

"Someone approaching!"

Huaiya supported himself with his sword, felt the bursts of feedback from the Blade of No Return, and said with difficulty: "There is killing intent in all directions - we are surrounded!"

Neat and powerful, unhurried footsteps sounded.

A fierce and fierce figure emerged from behind the ruins.

Soon, Miranda and Cohen looked ugly as they watched the soldiers in the costumes of the Longxiao City Patrol pour into the small ruins from all sides.

There were more than 100 people, and they were surrounded by water.

Huaiya looked at these cold-faced, heavily armed soldiers in astonishment, looking at their murderous appearances, and his heart was terrified.

When were they......

"It's all good hands, they've killed people and seen blood, and they don't have good intentions. Miranda swept the cold eyes of the soldiers and said softly.

"Why don't we feel anything?" Cohen looked at the more than a hundred elite soldiers with a heavy heart, raising his sword vigilantly.

"First, we're all focused on fighting these two people," Miranda replied with a calm face, "and second, these people are elite, not ordinary patrols. ”

The soldiers who surrounded them slowly moved and parted to make way for one man.

"Third," Miranda stared at the figure slowly walking out of the crowd, her face cold as never before, "their commander, to us—whether it's the hidden techniques of the Finish Tower, the personal habits of the two of us, or our whereabouts for the past few days......"

"It's all too familiar. ”

The figure emerged from the crowd and stood at the front of the line.

Wyay stared at the visitor for some unknown reason.

Miranda lowered her gaze and let out a deep sigh.

By the light of the rising sun, Cohen could see the man who had come to him—a swordsman in gray armor with a sword at his waist.

His mouth opened wide in shock, his eyes widened.

Cohen blinked in disbelief.

Is that......

They had only seen each other a short time before......

"Gram...... Chloehi?"

Cohen's face was full of surprise, and he recognized the female swordsman who was also a seed at the same time as the Ending Tower.

"Aren't you supposed to ......" The sword in the guard officer's hand trembled, and his gaze unconsciously fell on the short-haired female swordsman's right hand.

His words stopped.

That right hand.

Croehi's swordman, who should have been deposed by the Sword of Calamity, had been wrapped in bandages just a day earlier.

At the moment, it was firmly pressed against the saber at his waist.

Dexterously playing with his fingers.

"So that's the truth?" Miranda looked at Chloehi with a calm face, her voice filled with deep exhaustion and disappointment.

But the new girl, Chloehi, has no intention of catching up with them at all.

She just stared coldly at the two of them, as if they had never known each other.

"In the name of Exeter!" Chloehi said in a loud voice.

Cohen and Miranda are in unison.

Here it comes.

The truth of the matter.

At the same time as their end tower, the female swordsman Croesy Mielke, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, gently brushed the short hair on her head, and pressed the hilt of the sword at her waist with a cold face:

"Miranda Arend, Cohen Karabiyan," Croissy swept away the look of despair and despair a day ago, and a pair of shrewd and sharp eyes turned to his two peers, his tone was cold, and he said without hesitation:

"Because of suspicion of sneaking into Longxiao City......"

Cohen and Miranda's hearts sank.

The girl in uniform continued: "Conspire with the Star Mission to murder the Grand Duke of Beacon City, His Excellency Conkley Peverett......"

Huaiya's face changed drastically in an instant.

"and the assassination of the King of the Commons, His Majesty Nunn Walton......"

At this moment, the three star people in the field were all shocked!

What the?

Chloehi's unemotional words continued:

"Conspiracy to stage a coup d'état in Exeter......"

"You're arrested!"

When Croesy finished speaking, he looked at them coldly.

With every word she spoke, Cohen and Miranda's faces turned pale.

Wyaya bit her lip tightly.

Miranda quietly looked at the same period of training under the same teacher, her face complicated.

Cohen's eyes widened and he shook his head, as if he couldn't believe what was in front of him.

"Put down your weapons and take them down," Chloehi, who was standing in front of more than a hundred soldiers, kept his face unchanged, swiped his sword in his hand neatly, and said in a cold voice:

"Death to those who resist. ”

――――

"It's worthy of being one in a thousand white-bladed guards," amid applause, a rugged middle-aged nobleman dressed in military uniform, parted the crowd and stood in front of Tails and the white-bladed guards, "so shrewd and vigilant, the dragon guards deserve it." ”

The white-bladed guards frowned, exchanging suspicious glances.

But no one was as shocked as the Prince of the Stars.

"You. ”

Tails struggled to control his breathing.

He raised his gaze to look directly at the man standing in the crowd.

That strange and familiar person.

The mood is complex and delicate.

Such an outcome is both unexpected and irrefutable.

"It's you. ”

Tails took a deep breath and unconsciously clenched the little slippery hand.

The girl looked at him worriedly.

"It was you, from the very beginning, who deliberately transported the army to the vicinity of Longxiao City in the name of escorting me. ”

"I sneak in and hide in the shadows. ”

Tails only felt his throat dry and hoarse, and said with difficulty:

"For this moment. ”

The rugged nobleman on the other side sneered disdainfully, but there was a hint of disdain on his cold face.

"And just now, the one who hired the Assassins," Tails said, turning his head numbly as he looked at the long-dead King Nunn, and closed his eyes with difficulty, "it's you, too." ”

The Whiteblade Guards' breathing grew heavier.

The other party was silent, holding down an old scabbard at his waist that was quite worn, and did not speak.

"Yes. ”

Tails opened his eyes and stared at the man in front of him.

The other party still didn't say a word.

Until the Prince of the Stars took a deep breath and, in the confusion and pain, spit out the other party's name word by word:

"Honorable Grand Duke of Black Sands......"

"Your Excellency Charman Rumba?"

The rugged nobleman in military uniform, the Grand Duke of Rumba, moved his eyes and cast a sharp gaze into Tails.

Tails only felt extremely cold in the bottom of his heart.

There was silence.

The White-Bladed Guards' eyes were filled with anger and hatred.

The eyes of the Black Sand leader were full of indifference and murderous intent.

Until the deep, thick voice of the rugged middle-aged nobleman, Chaman Lombard, sounded like thunder.

"What a pity," I saw that the Grand Duke of Black Sand raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Why did the Great Born King, His Majesty Nunn Walton, pass away unexpectedly tonight." ”

"He should be in Valhalla. ”

Tails clenched his fists, and he felt that the little slippery head was starting to tremble again.

"You know, he's my mother's brother, he's my relative. ”

Rumba narrowed his eyes and paced to a distance of only two meters from them, looking at the corner that was surrounded by the angry white-bladed guards.

"The loss of a loved one - it makes me very sad. ”

Charman Rumba coldly drew his saber from the worn old scabbard at his waist.

"Huh!"

The sword that he had personally sent into his brother's chest in a duel.

The "order officer" watched the Grand Duke's movements and waved his hand lightly.

The already tense atmosphere seemed to be ignited in an instant.

"Poof!"

The Black Sand Collar soldiers in the first row took a murderous step forward.

Although the white-bladed guards were few in number, they were all short in unison, and the arms and shields of their left hands were mounted on the long knife holders.

"Stand back, traitors of the Black Sand Realm," the veteran white-bladed guard warned in a cold voice, "or you will taste the wrath of the white-bladed." ”

However, the soldiers of the Black Sand Collar were unmoved.

"Very well," the orderly-looking leader chuckled, "we've been waiting for a long time, Grand Master of the Royal Capital. ”

The atmosphere is getting tense.

"May we talk, Your Excellency?"

Tails exhaled, he looked at the Grand Duke of Rumba with a complicated face, looking at the disparity in the number of people in the field: "About tonight's matter...... Maybe there's another way to fix it. ”

Charman Rumba turned his head slightly.

He looked at the Prince of Stars indifferently, and there was not a single fluctuation in his eyes.

It's as if you're looking at a corpse.

"Have you forgotten, Your Highness Tyers?" the Grand Duke of Rumba raised his brows, his face as if he had accumulated ice, "It's not that I haven't talked to you. ”

Little Slippery Heads ducked behind Tails in fear.

"It's a pity that ......"

The second prince frowned and looked at each other in disbelief.

He remembered their first meeting.

Seeing that Rumba's face did not move, he slowly shook his head and said, "Children can't drink." ”

Alas.

Tails closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

Damn it.

In the next second, Grand Duke Heisha gently pressed his saber and exhaled a breath, with a bottomless deep chill in his eyes.

"Be neat," the Grand Duke commanded his troops, expressionlessly, "and don't leave a single mouth alive." ”

"Especially the boy. ”