Why?"

Raphael's face was not good, and he responded coldly.

"There's no why," Tails said, standing in front of the portrait of "Lone Sail" Noah Armond, gritting his teeth and looking up:

"I want to see him. ”

Raphael shook his head:

"I don't think it's ......"

"I know he's right here," Tails interrupted, trying to adjust his thoughts as he insisted:

After the banquet, he was escorted straight here. ”

In the hallway of the secret department, under the gaze of the chief intelligence officer on the wall, Raphael stared at Tails steadily.

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing to do. ”

Tails calmed down and made up his mind:

"But he's one of the messes I've left behind. ”

"I have to see him. ”

"Immediately. ”

Looking at Tails' unwavering and imperative expression, Raphael had to frown:

"I can't decide, I need to ask the Lord first, and I'll ...... tomorrow"

"You've been pushing off in front of me for a day," Tails interrupted him mercilessly:

"For the sake of the past, you have to be of some use, right?"

Raphael pursed her lips.

But at this very moment.

"If you really want to see him, Your Highness Tails, it's not impossible. ”

The two of them turned their heads in unison.

It was an acquaintance on crutches who spoke.

He stands under the portrait of the "Pale Baron" Sancho Doyle, respectful and humble.

"Nobu?"

Raphael looked at the visitor in amazement:

"What are you doing here?"

As the supreme person in charge of the Kingdom Secret Department in the Western Wilderness, Nobu didn't answer, just looked at Tails quietly.

The prince glanced at Raphael and turned to walk towards Nob.

"You mean really, Nobu?"

"Can you really take me to him? Anker Bilal?"

Norbu nodded and bowed respectfully: "I have permission." ”

"Please follow me. ”

Tails exhaled and walked forward.

"Wait a minute," Raphael pressed Tails' shoulder, his face gloomy:

"Nobu, it's none of your business. ”

"Don't meddle in my case. ”

Tails spoke dissatisfied:

"Hey ......"

Knob tapped his cane and signaled to the prince not to be in a hurry.

"Listen to me, Raphael. ”

Nobu patiently said:

"Anker Al Al is a nobleman in the Western Wilderness, and in this case, I think my long-term experience in the Western Wilderness can help ......"

"I don't need to. Raphael refused.

But this time, Nobu didn't back down.

"But the Lord needs. ”

The person in charge of intelligence in the Western Wilderness said lightly:

"In fact, he has assigned to me the interrogation and investigation of Anker Al Biral before he is transferred to the courtroom. ”

Raphael was stunned:

"When?"

"Just now," said Nobu without any waves:

"And I think that having His Highness meet him may help the case to move forward. ”

At that moment, Raphael frowned and looked at Nobu, who looked back at the Boneless Man with a light breeze.

The two of them met their eyes in the air.

"Your Highness," Nobuwen said, extending his hand,

"Shall we go?"

Tails looked at Raphael and stepped forward decisively.

"Seriously......"

Walking by the side of the Bone Man, Tails glanced at Raphael in displeasure, and said sarcastically:

"What do I want you for? Cohen Karabiyan?"

Raphael stood still, his face as if he had sunk into an ice cellar.

Nobu smiled slightly, turned around and led the way:

"If you are not at ease, Raphael, welcome to accompany you. ”

He became kind and humble again.

Raphael was silent and expressionless.

The figure of the prince and Nobu faded away.

The Bones Man looked coldly at the "Black Messenger" Mason Zonevid on the opposite portrait, and after a few seconds, he stepped forward and quickly followed.

Tails soon realizes that the place he is going is not simple.

They twisted and turned, in an inconspicuous corner, and stepped on a stone staircase that sank into the ground.

Unlike the cold on the ground, the underground corridors of the secret department were heavily guarded and locked, and the sniffing police Ludot dogs alone encountered several waves, and even with Raphael and Nobu opening the way, Tails still felt slow and struggling.

"Necessary security checks," Nobu patiently explained, as he was inspected by one of the guards.

"Especially when you're here, it's even more important. ”

Tails grinned reluctantly, staring at a Rudoth dog that was sniffing at him and whimpering back.

And as the guards opened a heavy iron gate and led them into another damp and smelly corridor, there was a great deal of agitation in the darkness on either side:

"It's this point again—can you leave some room for those who want to sleep! Why, the fortress is lost, the northern border is lost, and now even the dignity of my diplomat is lost!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness Midir, you, your legs and feet are good, great! I know that those villains' tricks of usurping the throne and changing the throne will not succeed...... No, Your Highness, you have to stop Your Majesty, he can't marry that woman......"

"He came, with the whispers of the devil, he came, with the conspiracy of the gods, he came, with the cruelest fate on earth......"

"They must have been lurking for a long time, they have secretly communicated with the rebels, and they also want to plot against the Duke, embrace him as king, enter the Eternal Star City, and change the dynasty! Everyone, yes, it must be all of them together, colluding to murder the Duke! Starlight, Starlight, Long live Starlight, someone, someone must pay the price......"

"Damn bastards! I knew there was something wrong with that battle at the altar!

"Listen to me, it's Saoirse, Princess Saoirsa, it must be her! She has relatives in Vine City, and the people there specialize in herbs, and they know this best...... And those profiteers from the Fragrance Chamber of Commerce, who have always been dissatisfied with Prince Bank's policies, and are in collusion with the Blood Vial Gang......"

In the darkness, the figures in the cells on both sides were not real, but the mixture of howling and crying made Tails uneasy.

"This is a special cell for the secret department, some dark and a little complicated," Nobu turned a deaf ear, and his face did not change:

"Please bear with me. ”

Tails coughed lightly: "These people ......"

"I have long been convicted by the Inquisition," Raphael picked up:

"He should have been imprisoned for life in the prison of bones. ”

"But some people have special status, some still have some value, and some are not suitable to serve their sentences outside of the secret department of the kingdom. ”

Nobu sighed:

"At Bladetooth Camp, if the hammer hadn't died, he should have been brought here at this point. ”

Raphael glared at him:

"As you can see, many people are insane - they have ghosts in their hearts, and they are naturally weak-willed. ”

Nobu shook his head:

"They're just dwelling on the past, and they're stuck in it. ”

Raphael's eyes grew more and more unkind to him.

Immerse yourself in the past.

Tails' face was slightly gloomy, and what came to his mind was the magical journey called the Black Path in the belly of Longxiao City.

Nobu sighed:

"I remember Lord Hansen telling you that forgetting is the greatest happiness. ”

Raphael snorted lightly:

"Why don't I remember, when he said that?"

Nobu tugged at the corners of his mouth:

"Thirty years ago. ”

Thirty years.

Raphael was silent for a moment.

Tails couldn't help but ask:

"And how old are you?"

In the midst of endless wailing, Nobu nodded respectfully:

"Forty-two. ”

Tails pouted, but didn't say anything.

Once again, they crossed an iron barrier, shutting out the howls.

What appeared in front of me were sealed cells with thick iron doors, and there was only a small gate on each door to communicate with the outside world.

Tails was stopped here.

"I knew you'd come," said a deep voice from behind a cell, and Tails seemed familiar:

"I just didn't expect it to be so fast. ”

The prince frowned and looked back: a face of vicissitudes appeared at the gate.

"By the way, boy, last night's wine was terrible," said the scruffy but resolute man, who held the iron bar on the gate and glared at Tails:

"Hangover until now. ”

Raphael and Nobu looked at each other, and they both stopped talking.

Tails was silent for a while, and then snorted coldly:

"Of course it's not as good as the wine here. ”

"Lord Arend. ”

The prince moved on, leaving Val Arend behind.

Nobu followed.

"As I said, he's going to be in big trouble," the imprisoned Duke of the Guardian of the North silently watched Tails' figure:

"Bigger than you, little wasteland. ”

Hearing this, Raphael, who was at the end, stopped, and looked at Val behind the iron gate with complicated eyes.

"Eat more vegetables in the future, Lord Duke. ”

Raphael stared at him for a long time, and then said slowly:

"Don't just drink. ”

With that, the Bones turned and left.

"Wait. ”

Raphael looked back.

Val leaned his elbow against the iron door and was silent for a few seconds before slowly handing a folded piece of paper out of the gate.

Raphael frowned.

"You know, she's not going to answer your letter. ”

Vaal's eyes darkened.

"I know. ”

The Duke's gaze fell on Raphael's hands.

The latter subconsciously turned his back on his back.

"But at least, it will allow you to meet her, child. Val said in a trance.

Raphael looked at him for a long time and finally sighed.

He walked to the gate, took the letter paper, and carefully put it away:

"Okay. ”

Val forced a smile.

"Thank you. ”

But in the next second, the expression of the desolate bone man returned to indifference:

"But we only use the letter crow. ”

With that, Raphael slammed the gate shut.

Shut Val's face behind darkness.

Led by Nobu, Tails finally arrives at his destination: a spacious room.

"There is a little girl, beautiful and kind, fate is not good, there is no mother early ......"

But before they could enter the room, a terrible song came to their ears:

"Come an old pervert, get drunk and touch the bed, the girl's eyes turned, and there was broth on the stove......"

The singing voice came from a man, and it sounded triumphant and full of interest.

"That's my subordinate," Nobu awkwardly confessed to the prince:

"I told him to step on the spot first. ”

Tails nodded, and they walked into the room amid the ballad the man hummed.

It's dark, damp, oppressive.

The first thing that comes into view is a variety of horror devices:

Limb torture racks, head crushers, stretch wheels, skinning beds, stabbing chairs, blood cradles...... And that's only what Tails recognized—there were similar places in the Black Gold Casino off the Black Street when he was a child—and even more of the gadgets he couldn't name, which were placed on many carts.

Tails' mood sank.

The figure of a fat man appeared in the center of the room, with his back to the door, shirtless in an apron, gloves and a hood, humming a song and shaking his shoulders while rhythmically arranging the various tools on the cart.

"The tongs twisted the egg and twisted it hard, and the pervert woke up in pain and shouted, the girl smiled and turned: just bake a skewer around nine and a half circles, the knife presses the rod and the tip of the knife is mixed in, peels the skin and then opens the mouth to carve a small funnel......"

Anker Al Biral, the key person who trespassed on the royal banquet, was lying motionless on a central chaise longue with his eyes closed and naked.

He was clearly unconscious, his limbs covered in bruises, and his lower body was covered with a thin blanket covered in blood.

Tails looked at the bloodstains on the chaise longue beneath him, and his heart tightened.

Maybe it was the soundproofing effect of the hood, and the fat man humming the song didn't notice the movement behind him.

Holding a hammer in one hand and a pair of pliers in the other, he twisted his ass and shook off his waist, dancing wildly and singing:

"The pervert cried and said, girl, don't make trouble, you had a good temper last night, and tonight is so violent?

In the bloody and terrifying, dark and insidious torture room, this fat man who threw fat and danced passionately was so strange that Norbu had to cough in embarrassment:

"Gomez. ”

The fat man didn't seem to hear, he continued to pout his ass and shake his waist, and the hammer seductively brushed the buttocks facing the three.

Nobu had to raise the volume:

"Gomez!"

With two bangs, the hammer and pliers both hit the ground.

The fat man froze in place, stroking his ass as the song stopped.

The room was quiet.

The fat man named Gomez took off his hood tremblingly, stumbled around, and was the first to see Tails, startled:

"Wow!"

Gomez breathed a sigh of relief, he wiped away the sweat on his face after the dance, and said:

"Where are you from, kid? Do you know if it's scary ......?"

Nobu emerges from the darkness:

"Gomez. ”

"This is His Highness Tails. ”

Gomez froze again.

A few seconds later.

"Ah, Nobu, you're early, you're dressed well today! I'm warming up, hehe, warming up," the fat man begged for mercy at first, and his face changed after realizing the other party's words:

"Huh, you say, Temple, Your Highness?"

He glared and looked at the expressionless Tails several times.

"Ahhh

Gomez immediately changed into a flattering face, tried to cover the fat on his heavy chest with the apron on his body, and was so excited that he was incoherent:

"I'm the one from the Western Wilderness, that, that! Do you remember...... That's it!"

It's a pity that his shirtless body and flesh, covered in sweat and blood, halved his flattering effect.

Tails had to smile at him.

"Wake up the prisoners. Nobu felt embarrassed and covered his face helplessly.

Gomez sneered, said "Okay", turned around, picked up a pair of bloody pliers, and walked to Anker on the chaise longue with great interest.

Tails' face changed.

"Wait,"

Nobu stopped him in time and glanced at Tails:

"Be friendly. ”

Gomez bowed his head, dropped his pliers, replaced it with a bucket of cold water, and threw it at Anker.

"Ahem, Tina, ahem, ahem—"

Anker on the recliner was doused with cold water and struggled out of the recliner excitedly, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

"Tina...... Ahem......"

He coughed up the water in his mouth in pain, and turned around emaciated and weak, until he saw the straps on his hands and feet, and realized that he was still in a nightmare.

"Didn't you say okay, rest for a quarter of an hour......

Anker weakly fell back into his recliner and lay dying:

"I'm not tired in the middle of the night...... You are also ...... Aren't you tired......"

Tails looked at his bloody nails, bruised joints, and faded eyes, and he couldn't breathe.

"Hey, buddy, sober up!"

Gomez slapped Anker's face vigorously, slapping his eyelids back open:

"Someone came to see you!"

Tails let out an unspeakable sigh and walked over to Al Lar.

"Anker Al Bilal. ”

"It's me. ”

Anker's eyes were confused for a moment, then focused.

"Your Highness?"

He struggled to lift his upper body and see the young man in front of him.

"Prince Tails?"

Anker's breathing accelerated, his chest heaving, and he squeezed out a feeble smile:

"How are you doing today?"

He was trembling, and his slippery blanket was covered in blood, and he occasionally touched the wound, and he groaned and sweated in pain.

Tails held back his stomach and helped Anke pull up the blanket and motioned for him to lie back.

"I want to talk to him alone. The prince said to the man behind him.

"Now. ”

Raphael and Nobu looked at each other.

Nobu gestured with Gomez, who reluctantly pulled out a Western Wilderness military-style hydration bag.

"Open your mouth, buddy. ”

Gomez brought the water bag to Anker's mouth:

"This is my specially blended chaka wine, medical analgesic, to make you feel better - damn, don't drink too much, it's expensive!"

At Gomez's screams of pain, Anke let go of his pouch and collapsed on the recliner, laughing.

Before Raphael could say anything, Nobu patted him on the shoulder and pulled Gomez with an aggrieved look.

The three men left the torture chamber.

Leave Tails and Anker alone.

"It's useless, Your Highness. ”

Anker, whose limbs were bound, turned his head with difficulty, and his sentence was choppy:

"This is the secret department, and as soon as you leave, they will come, and force me to repeat what I said to you. ”

Tails looked at the tormented Anker, trying not to look at the wounds on his body.

"I know," the boy said, "

"I just, I want you to feel at ease. ”

Anke stared at him silently, a tired smile.

"You are a good man, Your Highness. ”

"But, as kind and generous as you, have you found a way not to be a pawn?"

Tails paused, his eyes slightly rippling.

[Are you different from him?]

At the royal banquet, his last words to Anker are vividly heard:

[I just, just understand...... Other chess pieces. 】

This man ......

He chose to trust me, so he let go of the sword.

And what can I do for him?

Remembering his experience in the Ballard Room, Tails pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"I see. ”

Seeing the prince's expression, Anker gasped and understood: "I'm sorry for the hard work. ”

"Neither yesterday nor now. ”

Tails took a deep breath and forced himself to put away his negativity.

"No, the case is still pending, and there is still a turning point. ”

Anker leaned back in his chair, grinning in a muffled grunt.

"Don't comfort me, Your Highness. ”

"The Al Al family has long been bankrupt and in vain. ”

He smiled wryly:

"And I studied the laws of the kingdom before I came......"

"Armed assassination of the royal family, the death penalty is undoubted, not to mention what I have done, to provoke the Western Wilderness and the royal family, to separate the Seven Servants from the Fuxing Palace, to alienate you and Your Majesty, and even to involve many unspeakable secrets under the table in the "Land Measurement Order", which is tricky and headache-inducing. ”

"All stakeholders will be happy to fall into the trap. ”

Anker stared straight at the ceiling, his eyes spreading in the dim light:

"I'm hopeless. ”

Tails hitched up his chaise longue, or torture chair, and gritted his teeth.

"Not necessarily. ”

Duke Xinghu remembered the words of the Black Prophet just now, and forced himself to smile:

"I can figure out a way to collide with the royal family. ”

"As for the rest, I can go and 'communicate' with Baron Doyle and persuade him to be kind. ”

The prince tried to piece together the words he had come up with beautifully, or at least not so pale:

"As long as both sides agree well, the debts between your families can be settled safely. As for the land dispute between Raven Cry Town and Jinghe......"

"No, Your Highness. ”

Anker interrupted him.

I saw the young nobleman of the Western Wilderness holding out a wry smile, looking at Tails gently but desperately, and shaking his head weakly but decisively.

"We all know that this is no longer a problem for Raven and Mirror River. ”

Tails was speechless and couldn't go on.

"Your Highness, do you know what the situation is in the Western Wilderness now?"

Anker, who was on the chaise longue, looked at the prince silently, but his eyes were misty, as if he was looking far away from the other side of the Prison River:

"After the Desert War, the Blade Tooth Dunes and the royal standing army, they are like a sharp knife, straight into the heart of the Western Wilderness. ”

"They used the military control of the western front to restrain the selfish, xenophobic, conservative and divided princes of the Western Wilderness, and became the best reason for the Fuxing Palace to implement the royal government in the Western Wilderness: the "Land Measurement Order" and the "Border County Exploration Order", which made the lords hate their teeth itching and helpless. ”

Tails frowned.

He remembered the town of Gifts, and the plight of the Western Wilderness, Count Dele Cromar, who had told him about the plight of the Western Wilderness on the way back to Eternal Star City from the Western Wilderness.

"Yes, in order to save my father's mess and find the family's turnaround and the loopholes in the contract, I have read all the official documents and decrees of the Western Wilderness and the Central Consulate in the past ten years, and I almost memorized them by heart. ”

Anker flushed and smiled at him.

His breathing was much more even, his muffled grunts and moans were gone, and there were fewer pauses between sentences.

It seems that Gomez's wine is working.

But ten years have passed, and the cunning and realistic, passive and lazy princes of the Western Wilderness have found the most reliant way to deal with it. ”

The most reliant response?

Tails was stunned.

Anker's spirit improved slightly, and he tried to think about it, and he was no longer sluggish:

"They are full of hypocrisy and mischief, making the military management of the Bladetooth camp the norm. On the other hand, he deliberately allowed the flames to be fanned by the flames, which made the small and medium-sized nobles in the lower classes angry. ”

"Over time, the royal decree has no legitimacy without passing the wartime control order, the decree cannot be carried out without the help of the kingdom's standing army, and the Fuxing Palace will not be respected unless it is for the Wings of Legend himself. ”

"And the contradictions in places like my family and Doyle are getting deeper and deeper and difficult to solve......"

Anker's gaze gradually converged, and he insisted on speaking, as if realizing that this was the rest of his life that was not long:

"On the contrary, this has turned the desert front line into a talisman for the princes of the Western Wilderness - they want to slowly get used to this knife, assimilate this knife, and make it a trick and a constraint for the king at the same time, just like my father dragged his ass full of huge debts with a dead face, but made the creditors helpless, hahaha......"

Hypocrisy and grievances, fanning the flames, and lying on the face......

Tails took a deep breath.

He remembered what Gilbert had told him about the "Divided West."

However, Anker changed his tune:

So the sharp knife inserted in the heart of Xihuang exceeded the expectations of both parties and entered the most embarrassing tug-of-war. ”

Anker took a strong breath, cherishing the few pain-defying moments the drink had given him:

"The people of the Western Wilderness hurt: This sharp knife pierced the vital point, and it has always been a thorn in the flesh of their most hated eye, but they still have to endure the pain, trying to assimilate it into their own limbs and talismans. ”

"Fuxing Palace is tired: the hand holding the knife costs a lot of money, but it is not stabbed or pulled, and it is not possible to move forward or retreat: if you enter, there will be chaos, and if you retreat, you will lose all your efforts. ”

Tails' eyes changed.

At that moment, he seemed to see a black and white chessboard:

At one end was the magnificent and noble staff of stars in his father's hand, and at the other end was the inconspicuous wooden cane in Falkenhause's hand.

"Both sides are waiting, both are waiting, waiting for an opportunity. ”

"Maybe it's a foreign war, a crisis, a big thing. The people of the West Wilderness are waiting for the turning point of the situation, and the Fuxing Palace is waiting for a further opportunity. ”

Tails nodded, wiping away a piece of blood for Anker that covered his vision:

"I know: for example, my return, such as the belonging of the Blade Tooth camp, such as the invasion of wild seeds and mongrels, the two sides are going back and forth for it, and they will see the moves. ”

"For example......"

Tails didn't say anything, but looked at Anker quietly.

Anker smiled vigorously and bowed weakly:

"And I realized that the only way for the desperate Al al-Baylar family to save themselves was to seize this opportunity. ”

"Let my family's case climb to the forefront and take this much-anticipated carriage. ”

Tails lowered his head and sighed.

"So I must die, preferably at a banquet, in a duel, like a hero, and leave a life amulet for my family, and keep my property, my land, and my title. ”

Anker straightened up, ignoring the bursting wound.

His breathing became rapid, and his voice was much sharper, as if he had returned to yesterday's sword and sword.

"Until ......"

"Until you ......"

Anke stared blankly at the prince, helpless and dazed, with some pleading that he didn't even realize he had.

Tails' hand on the recliner shook slightly.

"So ......"

Anker realized something, and he lay back in his chair, silent:

"No one can save me, Your Highness. ”

"Even you. ”

"You. ”

Tails was speechless.

He's right.

He couldn't save him.

He couldn't even question his father in the Ballard room.

There was silence in the torture chamber for a while.

"I'm sorry. Tails said with difficulty, only to feel that his tone was dry and meaningless.

"Nope. ”

Anker turned his head and curled the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were dark.

"Thank you, Your Highness. ”

"Thank you for the injustice of others, the desperate demands, and the suffering of others......"

You didn't give in, turned around and waved your sleeves. ”

"Even if you can. ”

"Thank you for your kindness at the banquet. ”

Benevolent.

Tails couldn't help but think of Jenn's words:

[You have used your power to cut off this hope: no matter whether the duel is won or lost, whether it is life or death, whether it kills the prince or never overturns, his family will never recover. 】

[You took advantage of his humanity to force him to give up the duel, and even forced him to survive, and where he was stingy, he refused to even give him the mercy of death. 】

[Now, who is the ruthless one?]

The prince shuddered slightly.

Anker said dumbfoundedly:

"Thank you for still being here and listening to my voice – or last words. ”

"Thank you, as rumored, forgiving, fair, kind and wise. ”

Anker looked at the ceiling, but the corners of his mouth curled up and a smile bloomed, as if he saw the beauty of his dream:

"There is no sunshine in this...... It's not that dark, is it?"

Tails couldn't listen to it, and slapped his palm on the cart next to him.

He took a deep breath and turned back:

"Anker, I promise you, about your father and the Doyle family......"

"It doesn't matter anymore. ”

Anker shook his head blankly.

"I know my father, Your Highness. ”

"He's a goddamn bastard, self-serving, spendthrift, self-righteous. ”

His expression was disgusted and disdainful.

Tails looked at him stunned:

"Anker ......"

"Marrying him is the greatest misfortune of my mother's life, and marrying her is my father's greatest luck. ”

Anker snorted.

"Yes, for the sake of attention, I have told the banquet that my father is entirely to blame," he said with an apologetic smile to Tails:

"I know, I always knew it. ”

"Even if it weren't for Doyle's calculations that caused him to lose all his property, he would have been planted in the hands of others, sooner or later. ”

"No one else. ”

"It's more like you. ”

Tails didn't speak, he just lowered his head to take Anker's hand, felt him squeeze harder, and continued to listen to his confession.

It's like being in the prison of bones.

Anker was dumbfounded, talking about his troubles like a child:

"In fact, growing up, my father's best thing was to whip his wife and children, like most fathers in the Western Wilderness. ”

"Finish Tari, Mr. Curadel said that I am very perceptive, sensitive to enemy attacks, and very suitable for the Rose line," Anker first disdainfully, then laughed:

I can only answer him, it is the result of practice since childhood, family history. ”

"Family Learning, Family Learning, Hahahaha......"

"Believe it or not," Tails whispered:

"Being good at being beaten is also my family history. ”

Anke glanced at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Maybe we should have known each other earlier, and we could have exchanged experiences......"

But the smile of the young man in the Western Wilderness became more and more bitter, more and more astringent, and more and more heavy.

Tails listened quietly.

Like it was the last thing he could do.

Al Al exhaled.

"I've never been close to my father, and I don't want to pay for the mess he left behind. ”

Anke shook his head, and the tangle in his eyes turned into relief:

"But we don't have a choice, do we?"

"Especially our origins. ”

I was never close to my father.

None of us had a choice.

Especially where we come from.

At that moment, Tails, who was in a trance, only felt that the hand held by the other party tightened, and the crime of the prison river jumped slightly.

"Anker ......" The prince endured the pain and gently patted the back of Anker's hand to relax.

But Anker Al just stared blankly into the void:

"But my siblings, they are innocent, just like our mothers. ”

"They should not be dragged down by the shadow of their fathers like me, they should go out of the wilderness and see the world outside, just as I promised them. ”

Anke came back to his senses silently, full of loss:

"But I can't see it. ”

Tails closed his eyes.

The Shadow of the Fathers......

At that moment, he seemed to see the figure at the end of the long table in Ballard's room, and the throne at the end of the corridor in the council chamber.

"They'll be fine. ”

The prince opened his eyes and tried his best to comfort the other:

"Your brothers and sisters, I swear...... I'll do my best. ”

Anker looked at him and nodded forcefully.

"It is impossible to expect Al al-Bahal to keep his title and land and give them plenty of food and clothing......"

Anker seemed to remember something, and tried his best to explain:

"But my mother, she deposited a sum of money in the royal bank before her death, and the certificate is in the hands of our maid, Tina. ”

"When I die, it may be enough to raise my younger siblings until I become an adult—not necessarily, I really didn't expect the price of goods in the royal capital to be so high before I came. ”

Anker smiled wryly.

"Just ask for your help and don't let anyone else find out—especially my father's creditors, not just Doyle's, especially after the land in Ravencry was repossessed. ”

Tails exhaled, trying to calm his voice and give confidence.

"I'll let it be taken care of," Tails said earnestly.

"In the Western Wilderness, the Duke of Falkenhause will sell my face, and Dele Cromar of Winged Fort is also my friend. ”

In fact, he didn't know if they were his friends or not.

But he had to say so.

Have to.

But in the next second, Tails' palms trembled.

He hurriedly looked at Anker, only to see that the other party was agitated, and his chest was heaving.

"Anker, don't get excited, keep your strength ......"

It took several seconds for Anker to recover.

"It's okay, Your Highness. ”

He was sweating profusely and smiling profusely:

"Even if I am a pawn, it is my choice. ”

Tails looked at him with mixed feelings for a moment.

But his heart moved.

"Speaking of chess pieces," said the prince slowly:

"There's one more thing I can't figure out, Anker. ”

Anker turned his head slowly, looking at him suspiciously.

"Jenn Cavendeer, as the initiator of the conspiracy, told me yesterday," Tails said in a deep voice, trying not to let emotions cloud his judgment:

"Let me see you in prison at my time. ”

Anker's palms froze.

I saw Duke Xinghu say solemnly:

He also said: Your Majesty will be very happy. ”

"Why?"

"Why did he say that? Anker Bailal?"

(End of chapter)