Tails gritted his teeth fiercely, controlling his movements.

Calm down!

Calm down, Tails!

This is not a life-or-death battle!

"Bang!"

In the next second, Nicollet skillfully let go of Tails' shield and struck his weapon with a sword!

Tails only felt the long sword in his hand shake violently, and instantly came out of his hand.

"Dangchang!"

Tails' sword landed.

He sighed, facing Nicollet's heavy sword across his shoulder, and spread his hands in surrender.

The battle is over.

"You like to wander your mind," the Starfall retracted his heavy sword, sneering at him, "Just like in the past, enjoy being stunned in battle?"

Tails smiled helplessly and didn't retort.

Only he knew that just now, "that" came again.

A year ago, Tails had a similar situation in training.

A sparring Northland warrior slashed his shield with a glaring axe, splintering the prince in the jaw and neck.

At that moment, at the moment when the artery in the neck was threatened, the sin of the Prison River was like a frightened hedgehog, gushing out!

Makes the originally dizzy Tails a thriller.

He instinctively knew how to fight back: quickly throw down his sword, spin to advance, squeeze sideways into the enemy's side as the blade scraped his cheek, and punched the enemy in the throat in the face of the danger of being slashed by the blade!

At that moment, Tails was like a fried beast, with only one thought in his mind: fight.

With the blessing of the Prison River, he may be able to punch the cartilage of the other person's throat.

Then he was slashed into the side by the opponent's axe blade.

If Tails hadn't come to his senses halfway through and stopped and gave up the attack.

In the end, the warrior apologized for not being able to control his strength and scratching the prince's arm, and everyone thought it was a training miss.

But at the time, only the frightened Tails knew: it was not the other party's mistake.

It was his own, a thrilling counterattack that did not go through to the end.

At that moment, for the first time, Tails, who had a lingering heart, deeply realized the essence of the crime of the Prison River, and initially understood the words of the Black Sword: not as a tool, but as a companion to talk to.

From then on, Nicollet decided to be Tails' sparring partner himself—the Extreme Ranger was able to control the pace and intensity of the fight more perfectly than anyone else, without unnecessary damage.

It was also from that point on that Tails began to consciously be vigilant that something like this might happen so that it wouldn't make a big mistake.

Time returns to the present: a worried Tails caresses his heart, only to feel that his blood is agitated, and it is difficult to calm down.

Just now, as the wind of Nicolai's sword swept across his forehead, the Sin of the River of Hell was as restless as a beast that had been encroached upon of its territory: it frantically filled his leg muscles, and at the same time it rushed into his brain, paralyzing his sense of fear, as if urging him to throw off his shield and step on his feet!

With the agility of that moment, he reflexively faced the enemy's blade.

Adventure Fight Back!

Just fight back...... You can ......

You can ......

Tails pressed his forehead and let out a long sigh.

But he couldn't.

The idea of that time, that method of fighting......

It's an exaggeration.

It's a lose-lose situation.

Black Sword doesn't seem to have said that this kind of never-improving finishing power, when the so-called Prison River Sin was launched, there was still this kind of "wildness"?

Tails shook his head and looked away, trying to throw away the thoughts in his head.

"Hey!"

The disgruntled voice of the Meteorite came again.

"You'd better concentrate," reprimanded Nicolas coldly:

"Don't look at her anymore. ”

The star-catcher's gaze was especially cold.

Tails was startled, and then he reacted: unconsciously, he had turned his attention to another pair of people who were doing outdoor exercises.

Not far from them, the Grand Duchess of Longxiao City, Thelma Walton, was dressed in a light hunting suit, learning to use a dagger to defend herself under the instruction of Lord Justin, her cheeks oozing sweat from exercise, and her cheeks were slightly red from exercise.

Tails sighed: he knew that Nicollet had misunderstood the reason for his distraction.

But......

Tails remembered the penultimate paragraph of Gilbert's letter:

【...... Moreover, while I am pleased with your political efforts to strengthen diplomatic relations between our two countries, I would like to remind you that in your dealings with that Ms. Walton, please keep politics and private feelings separate. If this can deepen the friendship of the Grand Duchess of Longxiao City, then the hand-polished glasses in the Ponk Master's Workshop are still affordable even if they are expensive, but if this friendship goes up one step further, it is debatable: you must know that friendship is beautiful, but love is terrible......]

Damn Gilbert......

Isn't he far away in the country of stars, what kind of inexplicable rumors did he hear......

However, Tails remembered what he had heard from Putirai yesterday, and felt a little dull in his heart.

[The poor little girl......]

[I'm getting married.] 】

Tails slowly leaned down and picked up the sword on the ground.

"Why?"

Nicolas squinted slightly: "What?"

"Six years ago, when King Nunn died, why were you still willing to be loyal to ......" Tails shook the sword in his hand, remembering the fateful night, and said solemnly, "She's obviously not...... You know what I'm referring to. ”

Selma's identity......

Selma's Marriage ......

The vassals of Longxiao City......

own identity......

After thinking about yesterday's events before and after, Tails inexplicably felt that something was strange.

Nicolai's face changed.

"Be careful with your words, little prince. ”

The starfaller's cold tone began to seep into a faint hostility: "Especially in a city full of hostility towards you. ”

"Thanks for the reminder. ”

Tails shrugged his shoulders indifferently and raised his sword again: "So, King Nunn has also succeeded, and now the Walton family still rules Longxiao City, and you and Risban are surrounded by the Grand Duchess." ”

"But Thelma is a female archduchess with little prestige...... Will they even be forced to marry by the local vassals in unison in order to give birth to a local Walton heir?" the prince gritted his teeth: "Is this really what you, Lisbane, and King Nunn want?"

The next moment, Nicola suddenly unstruck his sword!

Tails, who had been prepared, calmly stepped back, ready to unload his shield - eh?

This time, Nicolais's heavy sword deflected weirdly before it hit the shield!

It seems that there was no effort before.

"Bang!"

The back of the sword with great force swept Tails's left knee hard!

Tails, who lost his balance, stumbled, feeling like he was about to fall to the ground, and suddenly his heart was shocked.

The sins of the Prison River are surging!

But unexpectedly, long before the crime of the Prison River came into play, the merciless Nicollet decisively threw away his castrated heavy sword and punched him in the ribs!

Severe pain hit.

This was followed by numbness.

"Dangchang!"

Tails' shield and sword both hit the ground.

"Plop!"

His body also fell to the ground with a bang.

Huaiya and the others, who were watching the battle, exclaimed in unison.

Tyles, clutching his abdomen, lay on the ground in a cold sweat, his face contorted and curled up.

Before the sins of the Prison River could react, he was a complete failure.

Instantly lost all ability to resist.

At that moment, Tails' sense of luck, along with his pride, was gone.

That little self-consolation of "I just suppressed the sin of the Prison River" was shattered by Nicolai's merciless attack.

"That's it for today," the Meteorite snorted unceremoniously with a terrifying face, "and your movements are still a mess. ”

"There is simply no more stupid student than you. ”

"Also, what happens to the Grand Duchess has nothing to do with you. ”

Nicolai dropped his last words and turned away coldly.

Wyaya and Rolf hurriedly followed, picking up Tails, who was covered in cold sweat and had blue lips.

"In the end, he used the power of the end, right?"

The guy ...... It's on purpose!

Tails rubbed his aching ribs and said with difficulty, "That's cheating, right?"

"Bullying me doesn't have the power to finish?"

Wyaa and Rolf looked at each other.

"When I have the power to finish......"

Wyay sighed softly:

"With all due respect, Your Highness, the Northland military swordsmanship is still a bit ...... after all Ancient, under normal circumstances, if you can't awaken the corresponding finishing power before the age of eighteen......"

"What's more...... Even if you awaken the power of the end, most of you will ...... in the face of an existence like the Meteorite."

The hapless Tails had to let out a long sigh.

After the outdoor training session, Tails walked up to Selma's side in three or two steps.

Looking at the girl who had just finished training and her face was flushed, the prince once again ignored the disgruntled gazes of the Jinx lady and the two maids, and leaned into her ear.

"Thelma, listen," Tails said earnestly and heavily, "in the afternoon, we need to talk. ”

"It's in the library. ”

Thelma, who was arranging her clothes, frowned, habitually lowered her head, and whispered:

"What are you talking about?"

"About our ...... Ahem, in fact, it's about your marriage, I always think it's ......"

Selma's face instantly turned ugly, and the nose-pinched glasses on her face trembled slightly.

The girl pursed her lips and looked at Tails with dissatisfaction.

"What is there to say, this has nothing to do with you......"

At this moment, a low and gentle, but quite powerful voice came from behind him.

"Ma'am!"

The Regent of Lisbane's tone was so solemn that even from ten paces away, Tails could feel the same: "Sorry to interrupt." ”

Accompanied by his entourage, the regent of Lisbane, whose hair was gray and his steps were still steady, walked slowly with a serious face.

The old regent stopped steadily in front of them.

The Lord Earl first swept Tyers beside the Grand Duchess with a scrutinizing gaze, and the depth of his eyes made the prince feel a chill on his back.

Only then did Lisban retract his gaze, bowed respectfully to Selma, and then nodded lightly to the Jinx lady: "Please change your clothes immediately, you need a formal dress." ”

Thelma frowned slightly: "Now?"

Lisbane nodded: "We have a very important guest who needs to be met immediately." ”

Tails' heart sank: he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Thelma took a deep breath, and according to the habit of six years, she also returned the salute respectfully: "Of course. ”

Tails kept his mouth shut, a little annoyed: it looks like he can only wait for the afternoon......

But his thoughts were interrupted.

"Please change your costume immediately, Prince Tails. The eyes of the Regent of Lisbane fell on him again.

Tails' heartbeat almost missed a beat.

"What?" the prince's eyes widened in surprise, "I'm going too?"

This time, the Regent of Lisbane's gaze seemed to soften, no longer the polite but indifferent scrutiny of the past.

Rather, it is a worrisome reminder and warning.

"This time, the guests were specially named to meet you. "Lisbane is an understatement.

"Who?" Tails narrowed.

Lisban's face remained unchanged, but he clenched his hands: "I believe that you are no stranger to them. ”

Just listen to the Count's words and words:

"Second Auxiliary Adviser to the Council of the Queens, Captain of His Majesty Charman, Viscount Elassar Kambida of the City of Manton. ”

"The King's personal guard and officer, the deputy commander of the White Guard, Lady Chloech Mielke. ”

"This morning, both of them came to Longxiao City. ”

At that moment, Thelma and Tails were both moved.

Listening to the Earl's words, including Nicolais, who was wiping his hands in the distance, and Rolf and Huaiya, who were chatting against the wall, they were all stunned.

"They carry greetings and concerns from His Majesty Chaman," Risban's words were full of chill and caution, "and important information." ”

"I want to convey it to you face to face. ”

At that moment, Tails, who couldn't hide his different color, subconsciously turned his head and looked at Putileh on the side, wanting to ask him for advice.

However, the lean lord still smoked his pipe leisurely, his face unchanged.

It doesn't seem surprising.

(End of chapter)