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"I ...... I'm coming!" a young man arrived at a butcher's shop on the run, and gasped against the wall: "Today the Prince of the Stars enters the city, so I will go to ......"

"You're going to find your future mother-in-law again?" the butcher shop owner unceremoniously exposed his lie and snorted, "So you're late today?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense...... I'm just going to give some presents," the young man's face flushed, "and Secia she's not mine yet...... My ......"

"You're such a fool, Kevin," the butcher shop owner looked at the red-faced Kevin with disdain: "It's not enough to give a few small gifts every once in a while, you have to confess boldly, do you understand!"

Hearing this, the young man Kevin grabbed his hair in annoyance: "Don't you know, she has a fierce father, and she has a strange nickname, what kind of belt is it...... It is said that he also stayed at the glacier outpost. I don't think he'll ever allow his daughter to marry a ...... A ......"

"Poor boy running errands in the gang of the poor?" the butcher owner sliced open a pork shinbone.

"That's right," Kevin slapped and nodded sadly, "That's it!"

"That's like a man, go face to face with him, talk to your sweetheart's father!" the butcher shop owner slashed into the chopping board with a fierce expression.

Kevin was startled, he opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time.

In the end, I still put the words "I don't dare" into my heart.

"Hmph, coward," the butcher shop owner despised him with hatred, "don't dare...... What about your job?"

"Here you go. Kevin sulked and didn't care about stuffing a ball of paper: "It's said to be Boss Grivo's reply." ”

The butcher shop owner took the paper ball and watched Kevin leave with a dejected expression.

"What a leisurely life," a brisk voice sounded from behind the butcher's shop, "slaughtering, selling meat, and maybe helping some stupid poor boy come up with love ideas." ”

The butcher's face changed slightly.

He turned around and closed the door of the butcher's shop.

"Come and visit me at this time," Gu, the butcher shop owner from the Far East, turned around slowly, spoke in a lingua franca with a northern accent, and whispered to the dark corner behind him, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the black sword that may come back?"

"After all, it's your idea to keep him with fake news. ”

The young man in white, Raphael Lindbergh, smiled softly as he peeked out of a corner of the shadows.

Gu's eyelids drooped, raising the vigilance in his heart like a steppe wolf.

Appearing so confidently, it seems that he really has the means not to be discovered by the black sword.

Even the terrifying perception of the black sword—the movement within hundreds of meters is counted in the heart, and the flies, insects, rats, and birds have nothing to hide—can be hidden?

Gu narrowed his eyes.

Raphael didn't answer Gu, but only listened to him sarcastically: "Why, when you haven't betrayed the Wuyi Guard, did you also specialize in love counseling, and you are very experienced in this area?"

Gu heard those three words.

Even after years of training and habits, the control of the body's reaction has been as fine and perfect as his, and he can't help but feel a slight heartbeat and a slight movement of qi and blood.

Gu raised his eyes and looked at Raphael quietly.

Both men's gazes were as calm as water.

But only they know the undercurrent of danger hidden beneath the words.

[Never in a hurry to reveal and kill, but to find the enemy's weakness in the endless temptation, knock and flank, go down the river and take advantage of the situation, push the waves to help the fire - this is the usual style inherited from the secret army of the kingdom secret department.]

Since the alliance between the night and the stars, we have been fighting with the secret department in the dark, and we are well aware of its unique style and methods:

But the question is, where do we parry?]

The master's words echoed in his ears, making Gu more and more vigilant.

"It's interesting to look at the ordinary lives and experiences of these people," Gu turned his head and his expression easily swept over the empty storefront—most of the people had gone to watch the excitement of the Star Prince's entry into the city—and he cleaned up the table as if no one was there, and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"You know, after spending a long time in despair and darkness, you always want to breathe some hope and find some sunshine. ”

"I thought you'd be used to seeing things like 'fun' in your experience. Raphael curled the corners of his mouth.

"Accustomed to it?"

"That boy, Kevin is a real pauper," Gu sneered lightly, and said with a playful expression: "Wealth, family background, strength, status, he has nothing." ”

"But he has his own sweetheart, and in his heart, he will imagine her as the best in the world. ”

"I think of her with a smile, I think of her with joy, I think of her with hope. ”

"The most important thing is that no matter how difficult it is, he has the right to chase these happiness and get close to an infinitely beautiful goal," Gu turned around lightly and looked directly at Raphael in surprise: "He is really alive." ”

The sun fell on the storefront and sprinkled on Gu's body.

"Compared to the scum like you and me, who live in the dark and secret," Gu's eyes were unwavering, and his tone was flat, "He is a complete person. ”

"Isn't it interesting?"

Half of Raphael's body was hidden in the darkness of the corner, quietly listening to Gu's words.

"People who are accustomed to seeing good will also be accustomed to weakness. Raphael's face did not change: "Just like those things that used to make you weak, think about it, King Yao......"

"I don't need to be tough," Gu suddenly interrupted Raphael's words, his tone was flat, but he said unquestionably, "I just need you to fulfill the deal." ”

[Compared to your senior brother's sword scabbard, your senior sister's long sleeves are good at dancing, you are like a dagger in the dark, never see the light of day, and no one knows, only the moment you hand it out, can you show your power. Therefore, you have to avoid any unnecessary battles and encounters and concentrate on your last, most critical, and most fatal blow. 】

The master's words echoed in his ears again, making his face darken.

Dagger in the dark.

Dark.

Waiting for the moment to be handed out.

It's a pity.

Gu took a deep breath and his face was expressionless.

Raphael looked at him steadily, not taking his eyes off for a moment, but smiling softly at the end.

"Rest assured, there can be nothing wrong with our intelligence," Raphael said with interest, "the method of assassinating His Highness Tails under the fortress is their usual style...... You're sure to find what you're looking for. ”

Gu nodded silently.

Raphael smiled perfectly and lowered his head.

"The prince and his entourage have already entered Longxiao City, and they are in Valhalla Palace at the moment," the young man in white didn't bother with the topic just now: "And what about your news?"

Gu stared, then slowly spread out the paper ball sent by Kevin, and swept it slightly.

"According to the news of the local gang, the whereabouts of the monster have been basically confirmed," Gu put down the paper ball and muttered, "Although I don't know what you are going to do......

Raphael chuckled and nodded.

"Don't worry," he said in a strange tone, "we're on the side of justice, aren't we." ”

"As a cleaner of disasters, we will contribute to the safety of mankind. ”

Gu Leng snorted and turned to leave.

"Bullshit. ”

Raphael shook his head and chuckled indifferently.

He turned his head and shot his gaze out the window, looking at Valhalla on the high mountain.

Momentarily distracted.

Raphael couldn't help but think of what Gu had just said about the young man.

He has a sweetheart of his own.

In his own mind, he would have imagined her to be the most beautiful in the world.

Think of her with a smile, think of her with joy, think of her with hope.

The young man's gaze grew darker and darker.

Until he gently closes his eyes.

————

Tails looked at the crosssword on the ground in a cold sweat.

What's going on?

Slit your own throat?

Nicolai and Slacles' faces flashed before their eyes, but in Tails' eyes, their expressions were extremely sarcastic.

[For the common good of Your Highness, Your Highness, and His Majesty Nunn, he invites you to join him in his revenge. The hunter has sharpened his sword, the trap and trap are in place, and the prey is doomed. 】

The traverser looked up in disbelief at the old man who was supposed to be the "Alliance".

King Nunn's indifferent gaze was fixed on him.

Who is the prey and who is the hunter?

Earlier, in the Mindish Hall, the scene of confidently explaining the "League of Two Kings" to Gilbert seems to be vivid.

Now it seems so ridiculous.

"Go on," Nunn VII's old, hollow voice urged him, "show your guts and courage as a descendant of the Bright Star Family......"

"Blood for blood!"

Tails' gaze was drawn to the sword, his breathing unconsciously quickening, his brain spinning wildly.

He glanced up at King Nunn again, but the indifference and hatred in the other man's eyes did not change.

What to do?

There was no time left for him to wonder and reason.

Faced with such a predicament, Tails' eyebrows couldn't help but stir.

What to do?

King Nunn really wants to put himself to death.

Tails closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fists.

What to do?

"Why," an unfamiliar voice came from the five great kilometers, "as a bright star, as a descendant of the Oath Keeper, don't you even have the courage to atone for your sins with death?"

"So what the hell are you here for?

The man who spoke leaned forward, finally allowing Tails to see the face of the first Grand Duke.

The other sat on the left hand of Nunn VII, a man in the prime of life with a beard, in his forties, with a rough appearance and a simple costume, with a triangular round brooch pinned to his chest, staring at Tails with disdain and disgust, showing undisguised hostility:

"If you don't dare. ”

"Then get down on your knees and beg for mercy. ”

"Little cub of the stars. The beard said viciously.

Tails gritted his teeth.

Damn it.

Damn the Northlanders.

The other Grand Duke also turned his head sideways, and the light of the fire illuminated his head of the pot at ear level, front and back.

It was a tall Northlander, also in his forties, with a sharp face, a prominent chin, a little younger than a beard, and a glowing blade embroidered on his clothes.

"Perhaps these noble Imperial people think," the pot head said coldly, echoing the words of the beard, "Sending a seven-year-old boy to condescend to the northern countryside like ours is the greatest charity and favor to our barbaric and backward northlanders." ”

"Maybe that Kessel will still think: Didn't you just kill one of your princes, what is this?" The pot lid sneered, and organized the words with ulterior motives: "Behold, my son has come to give you candy to eat, stupid Northlander!"

The atmosphere in the stadium became even more tense.

Tails' breathing grew faster and faster, and his gaze as he raised his head and stared at the archdukes became sharp and terrifying.

"Oh, are you angry. The third Grand Duke peeked out of the firelight, a rather old lord, about fifty or sixty years of age, with a bitter complexion, bald to the top of his head, with a bronze head ring around his forehead, and a chain painted on his robe.

"I say, do you dare to touch that sword," the bald lord said in a flat, but sharp tone, "whether it's suicide with it or rushing up and slashing us......"

"It's much more effective than using your eyes, aren't you?"

Tails took a deep breath, his eyes sweeping over his beard, the pot lid and the bald lord.

Nunn VII was indifferent.

At that moment, the six men sitting in the stone hall stared indifferently at the boy in front of them.

and the sword in front of him.

Enduring their eyes, a wave of anger rose in Tails' heart.

That's what they want?

The shock of betrayal and calculation slowly turns into anger and resentment.

What to do.

Think of a way.

Blood debt.

Revenge.

King.

Grand duke.

A vague thought crossed Tails' mind.

He jerked his head up.

"Very well," Tails' gasp grew thicker and thicker, and his words were filled with resentment, dissatisfaction, and injustice: "Blood for blood...... Quite fair ......"

Under everyone's playful, disdainful, or indifferent eyes, Tails slowly leaned down.

He grabbed the sword on the ground.

It's such a scene again.

Again, it's such a choice.

I'm so fed up.

These rotten people.

His gaze grew firm.

But I'm not going to die here.

No.

Tails jerked his hand and lifted the hilt of his sword.

Wait a minute...... The sword!, he was shocked.

Why is it so heavy?

None of the prepared Tails paid attention, and the hilt of the sword slipped out of his hand.

"Dangchang!"

The crosssword fell to the ground again, and the aftermath continued.

Looking at this scene, the five big kilometers burst into laughter.

It's like watching a monkey show on the street.

"Relax, child," said the bald lord with deep meaning, "see what you know, that's the weight of the Northland." ”

Tails closed his eyes and gasped for air.

It's heavy.

Compared to the heavy wooden sword used to practice with Gennie in the Mindis Hall, this Northland Lord's saber was heavier.

The next second, ignoring the mocking eyes of the Grand Dukes, Tails took a breath and grabbed the hilt of his sword again with a determined expression.

This time he used his hands, but he didn't take them off again.

Tails struggled to drag the hilt of his sword.

"Shhh......h

The blade of the crosssword made an unpleasant noise against the floor tiles.

"Come, try harder......" The pot head sneered at Tails, "Soon to the neck!"

The Grand Dukes laughed a little louder.

King Nunn's expression remained cold and numb.

It seems to be waiting for Tails.

The traverser gritted his teeth and pulled the hilt of the sword with both hands before he could barely drag the sword in front of him.

Panting, he clutched the heavy sword in his hand and raised his head to look at the five lords.

"Remember, boy, never use the situation behind you to threaten a Northlander. The beard smacked hard: "We are fearless, this is the way of the Northland." ”

"We are not at all afraid of your cowardly father and the weak country behind you. ”

Tails gripped the sword, his eyebrows tightened, and his hands grew stronger.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, before you slit your own throat," the pot lid that had been taunting him fussed, "We will definitely stop you, how dare our little country Exeter, let the descendants of the great empire, the future ruler of the entire stars, be wounded and bled here?hahahaha...... We're ......."

"Annoying!"

Tails interrupted him coldly: "Pot head!"

The Grand Duke next to him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The pot lid choked as he closed his mouth and stared at Tails.

"Don't you just want my life to repay Prince Moral's life?" said the prince of the stars lightly, "It's too simple. ”

"So what are you waiting for?" said the bald lord in a low voice, "Wait for us to dissuade you?"

"Die like this?" Tails swallowed after enduring the strange stares of the audience, "This is too cowardly, too cowardly, and has no dignity at all." ”

"I have heard that the knights of ancient times had to swear to their feudal lords, to keep their creed, to uphold their honor, and to defend their dignity," Tails looked up at the surprised bald head and the two archdukes, "even death will be full of glory." ”

"And I've heard that Exeter has inherited the glorious traditions of the ancient knights, and must value honor and dignity over life and safety. ”

"Isn't it just that you're afraid of death after saying all this?" the bearded man sneered disdainfully: "What, do you want us to spare your life to maintain your so-called 'glory'?"

"Nope. Tails sighed, "Since I've come into this world, I didn't want to go back alive. ”

Without waiting for the Grand Dukes to ponder the logic of his words, Tails gritted his teeth and straightened up.

"Compared to being like a coward, ending his own life on his own is without glory or pride. A strange look appeared in Tails' eyes, and he shot straight at the end of the long table, making no surprise in his eyes with King Nunn.

Looking at Tails, Nunn VII's eyes moved, and a different light was emitted in his cyan eyes.

"I ask, in accordance with the glorious tradition of Exeter, to be with you," said Prince of the Stars, word by word, "His Majesty Nunn Walton VII, King of Exeter," said slowly, "The Honourable King of Exeter, His Majesty Nunn Walton VII......"

The next moment, the second prince of the stars, Tails Bright Star, struggled to hold the supporting heavy sword with one hand, and resolutely raised his right hand forward, pointing at the old king in the distance, and said categorically:

"Duel!"

What the?

The five Grand Dukes were stunned for a moment.

There was silence in the middle of the room.

In the terrifying silence, Tails confronted the six men in front of him.

The bald man squinted at Tails, as if trying to dig a hole out of him.

Challenge the king to a duel?

Bearded had a gloomy face, his gaze wandering back and forth between King Nunn and Tails.

In the tradition of Exeter?

The lid of the pot rubbed his hands, and his thoughts were uncertain.

This kid......

Tails exclaimed as hard as he could, "I'd rather die like a warrior at the hands of someone else!" and watch your sword plunge into my heart." ”

His voice echoed through the stone halls.

The five Grand Dukes frowned one after another.

But the way they looked at Tails had changed.

But Nunn VII, his face remained the same, still so indifferent and numb, as if he had never gotten out of the pain of losing his son.

Two seconds later, Tails' echo in the stone hall faded away.

Tails withdrew his right hand and pressed it against the hilt of his sword, his gaze still fixed on King Nunn's body.

The silence lasted for several seconds.

Until the co-king of Exeter spoke in his old, deep voice, "Oh, you want to duel me?"

"Why?"

The Star Prince took a deep breath and replied in a loud voice:

"Just by hatred and fairness!"

The two Grand Dukes, who were still in the shadows, began to exchange ears.

The other three looked back at Tails with unkind expressions.

"Didn't we, the people of the stars, kill your only son?" Tails gritted his teeth, holding back the tremors under his feet:

"Isn't it the most legitimate and reasonable for a father like you to take revenge with his own hands?"

The bearded Grand Duke snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Just a seven-year-old cub?" he grimaced, "Dare to challenge our co-leader of Exeter?"

King Nunn gently lowered his elbows, clasped his hands, and looked at Tails quietly.

For some reason, at that moment, Tails actually felt that his hostility had dissipated a lot.

Is it a delusion?

But what needs to be done is still to be done......

"No!"

Tails Bright Star raised his head, imagining the way Maurice patrolled the streets in the Brotherhood, trying to show his pride:

"I am the future king of the stars, he is the current king of Exeter, and we are on equal footing. ”

"I have Tormund and Midil in my blood, he inherited the bloodlines of Nekaju and Sarah, and we are from a similar background. ”

King Nunn suddenly began to sneer faintly.

"And ......," Tails replied to each of the five Grand Dukes' different glances, without showing any hint of weakness.

"I'm seven years old, young and frail, with short hands and calves," Tails bit out of his teeth word by word with anger, "and you, Your Majesty Nunn......"

"You are almost seventy years old, old and weak, and your eyes are dizzy. ”

Tails took a deep breath and smiled contemptuously, "We're evenly matched, and the chances are close!"

"I think it's going to be a thrilling duel, and it's not as exciting as the King's Club. ”

"What do you say?"

"Exeter's Born King?"

As soon as these words came out, some of the five grand dukes frowned, and some sighed, with different expressions.

King Nunn's gaze grew more and more strange, and his smile gradually stopped.

At that moment, a laugh broke the eerie scene.

"Hahahaha," the fourth Grand Duke laughed, turning to expose himself to the light, "Do you dare to say, boy? old and weak, evenly matched, haha, my majesty...... It was so much fun!"

Tails was stunned and looked at the Grand Duke.

This is a long-haired and shawl-worn duke, forty years old, with a pattern of emblem on his body that is a book, and a resolute face and a heroic laugh that always reminds Tails of the Duke of the Northern Realm, who is also a Northlander.

I saw him laughing heartily, ignoring the faces of the other people, and pounding the table: "You are really kind, boy!"

"Well, I think," came the voice of the last Grand Duke, a peaceful, nice voice from the other side, "perhaps we may have a good talk...... There is no need to be so sabre-rattling......"

The firelight illuminates the owner of the voice.

"Your Majesty," said the last Grand Duke, the youngest of all, about thirty years old, a neat brown-haired young man, with a bloody horseshoe embroidered on his shoulder, and he continued in his soft voice, "I advise you to think a little more ......."

"Conkley Peverett," but King Nunn's expression remained unchanged, he only turned his head slowly, and shot his gaze at the young archduke, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

The brown-haired young man, Grand Duke Conkley Puffett, was speechless for a moment.

The remaining four Grand Dukes exchanged glances and adjusted their sitting postures.

They were somewhat surprised by the current situation, and they all awaited the king's decision.

Only Nunn VII, who sat on the throne, turned his gaze again and stared at Tails for five or six seconds.

Tails' feet finally stopped shaking.

At that moment, the old man Kaslan's final evaluation of Nunn VII came to his mind:

[Nunn is also a human being, he will also grow old, and there will be a day when he will be confused by clever words and tricks, and swayed by desires and impulses. 】

Tails chuckled inwardly.

"Of course, Your Majesty Nunn," Tails spoke softly, redrawing the attention of the six, "I respect you for your age as my grandfather. ”

"It does seem a bit rude for you to come and duel me. ”

Several Grand Dukes looked puzzled at the same time.

"It's been a long time, is it a bluff?" said the bearded contemptuously, "so you still don't dare to ......"

"No!" Tails interrupted.

"The duel still has to go!"

"But if this is the end of the day," Tails turned his gaze, and swept over the five Grand Dukes one after another, beards, pots, bald heads, long-haired men, and brown-haired youths, and then said unquestionably:

"I believe that the five Grand Dukes present are all loyal, and one of them will definitely be able to fight on behalf of Your Majesty!"

As soon as these words came out, the long-haired man's fist was the first to clench!

The breath of the other Grand Dukes suddenly suffocated.

"How? dare to fight for your king, Grand Dukes?"

"I don't know which one of you," Tails gritted his teeth and raised his voice to the maximum, "You want to duel me and get that glory!"

"The glory of piercing the blade of vengeance into my heart with my own hands!"

"As an archduke, kill the Prince of the Stars with your own hands and avenge Exter!"

Tails gasped for breath after saying this.

A second later, the second prince looked up.

He was satisfied to see that the five Grand Dukes had already changed color in unison. (To be continued.) )