The drill calmed his breath and gradually smiled.

"You can bet - the famous Saker, maybe I'm just bluffing, maybe it's just flashes or smoke?"

He shook the orb in his hand, and it emitted an unsettling buzzing sound.

The Knight of Punishment stared at the orb, the veins on his hands almost bursting out of their skin.

Tails' eyes widened.

How......

"I have to say, I've just been impressed by everything, Knight of Punishment," said the hammer with a cruel smile.

"It seems that your sword is not old. ”

Sakel snorted disdainfully.

"As for you, Your Highness," the Assassin leader gasped as he turned to Tails, "and you've surprised me. ”

"But wouldn't it be a shame to die here with me like this?"

Tails looked at the drill and bit his lower lip.

With this, the situation once again slipped in a direction beyond their control.

The prince looked at Yodel, but the masked guard shook his head slightly.

Damn it.

"Let him go, Hammer," Tails said solemnly after taking a deep breath, "I promise in the name of the Bright Star that you can leave in peace." ”

Sakel glanced at Tails.

But the chisel shook his head, and his smile was still there.

"No, Your Highness. ”

"You think I came here all the way to 'leave safely'?"

The drill sneered, "The shadow is immortal, because we are not afraid of death." ”

He gently pulled a bottle from his bosom and, under Saker's wary gaze, let it roll between the two sides.

"This is the most common drug, Your Highness, I swear, there will be no side effects," the hammer chuckled, "please let your legendary knight drink it." ”

He shook the alchemy ball in his hand:

"We'll be fine. ”

Staring at the potion in the bottle, Tails' face turned cold.

"Do you think it's possible?"

Sakel snorted.

But the drill just shook his head.

"I know this might be a little upsetting for you, but it's ...... compared to the next one."

He raised his left hand and snapped his fingers with a sinister smile, "They've arrived, I hate it, but ......"

Footsteps rang out.

Tails and Saker raised their weapons vigilantly.

However, the people who came out of the darkness shocked His Royal Highness the Prince.

Those were three assassins.

They escorted three people with big ties and slowly came to the firelight.

"Nope. Tails said dumbfounded.

No.

How could it be them?

Sakel turned his head to look at the prince and tugged at the corners of his mouth in confusion.

The hammer smiled, he took a step back, but the alchemy ball in his hand was not put down.

"I've got three hostages here, oh, four now. ”

He smirked at the newcomers.

Tails looked at the drill in exasperation, and then at the visitor.

Damn it.

I saw the hammer smile and draw the dagger, and came to the first hostage who was bound, and she couldn't help but raise her face.

"First of all, the enemy who once made you suffer so much. ”

The chisel laughed and shook his head.

And under his blade, the double-sword mercenary of the Sword of Calamity, the girl whom he had secretly kissed once, Lady Marina described as embarrassed and mentally exhausted.

She gritted her teeth, first glanced at the stunned Tails with shame, and then struggled angrily:

"Phew, cockroaches. ”

The assassin behind her gave her a hard blow, and Marina immediately relented.

Tails' heart slowly cooled.

The hammer came to the next person, and the dagger swirled in his hand.

"Secondly, a stranger who has a plain taste. ”

The owner of my tavern, Tampa, obediently accepted the persecution of the Assassins, only to see him look disillusioned, and sighed helplessly:

"I poured blood mold, I probably forgot to worship the desert god today......"

Tails clenched his fists.

The hammer walked over to the last man, smiled and pressed the dagger to the latter's neck.

"Then there are your loyal subordinates. ”

I saw the rookie mercenary who had been separated for a while, and the fast rope with strange red hair showed a simple and innocent smile.

He twitched the corners of his mouth reluctantly and embarrassedly, and raised his eyebrows flatteringly at Tails:

"Uh, hey, Your Highness Tails, remember me, I'm yours...... That ...... of yours Your Waia Cassel?"

Your Wya?

Tails exhaled in pain, his sword slamming into the ground.

Boom.

Fuck you Wya!

(In Longxiao City, he was sneezing with a masked mute, wide-eyed prince's attendant.) ）

Why are you so stupid!

Are you not still in the hands of the Sword of Calamity?

Actually caught by them?

Fast rope still blinked a pair of innocent eyes, and the grievances and embarrassment were vaguely visible.

But the drill is not over yet.

He raised his dagger and pointed it at Yodel, who was bound by four men, and sneered.

And the last man: the mysterious guards who follow the prince and live and die. ”

Yodel shook his head again.

Sakel frowned at Tails.

The prince knew what he wanted to ask, but ......

But now the situation is ......

"After seeing what you have just done, Your Highness, I am more and more confident in your kindness," the hammer ruffled his hair with a dagger, and shaved the sweat:

"For example......"

He narrowed his eyes and pointed his dagger at the hostages one by one: "Who are you willing to choose to die first?"

"Enemy, stranger, subordinate, or guard?"

Who dies first?

Tails stared at the men in disbelief.

Marina twitched weakly, Tampa sighed obscurely, and Fastrope looked desperately eager to survive, desperately struggling to give Tails a look.

Tails' teeth tightened the more he gritted.

How......

How could it be......

Alchemy balls, plus hostages?

Yodel.

There are also fast ropes.

Even if it's the other two.

Tails struggled as he struggled not to look at Saker's suspicious expression.

The wound on his shoulder ached.

"It can't be," said the prince, with difficulty, but found himself at a loss:

"Saqel has its own dignity and choices. ”

"I don't think he'll be willing to drink your drug......"

The drill quickly interrupted him.

"Then we'll retreat," the Assassin leader said with a smile.

"I'm a good talker. ”

The chisel raised the metal ball in his hand intentionally or unintentionally:

"Your Highness, why don't you come and drink the drug, and then let your knight go as far as you can for your sleep?"

Tails was stunned at first, and then resentful.

Sakel snorted lightly, a sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"How dare you say it. ”

The hammer blinked politely, not showing the slightest embarrassment at being cornered by the Punishment Knight.

Tails was silent and did not speak.

He suddenly felt that the torch behind the drill was so dazzling.

What to do.

Where is the way out?

"Are you convinced?"

Tails said bitterly, "Now let go, you still have a chance to escape." ”

The chisel snorted and laughed.

"Your decision, Your Highness," he said, ignoring Tails' words at all, shrugging his shoulders to himself:

"Or can we start with some hors d'oeuvres?"

"Let's test how far your benevolent heart can go?"

Hors d'oeuvres?

Tails frowned, a sense of foreboding welling in his heart.

I saw the hammer holding the dagger and walking up to Marina, the blade tightly pressed against the veins in her neck, forcing her to raise her head and lean back.

"Equinox, ma'am," said Marina, standing behind him, and smirked:

"It's not good to cut your face. ”

Marina, who was about to struggle, turned pale.

Tails' expression grew more and more ugly.

Sachael watched Tails' face, as if he understood something, thoughtfully.

"How about starting with the enemy?"

The chisel sneered and stared at Tails from afar: "I'll cut her veins and serve as a reminder to your decision-making clock." ”

"Then strangers, subordinates, and guards?"

Every word of the drill made Tails more and more uncomfortable and angry.

Calm down, Tails.

Calm down!

In his indispensable and colorful life experience, there is only the scene where he is put on the neck with a knife.

Someone else is being threatened with their lives......

This is really the first time.

Tails pursed his lips, mocking himself sarcastically.

I just feel extremely depressed inside.

"Sakel," he said with difficulty:

"Can you ......"

But Sakel seemed to have known what he was going to say, and just shook his head.

"Potentially deadly alchemy balls, plus four hostages, they're in different positions, and I can't look around. ”

The Knight of Punishment shook his head solemnly:

"No one can do it. ”

Tails' heart sank.

His last hope was dashed.

Sakel looked at the prince's appearance and sighed slightly.

"But I can still get you out, kid. ”

The Punishment Knight glanced at the hammer from a distance and said softly, "His words are not credible, and your identity is obviously more important than them. ”

"It's not a difficult choice. ”

Tails' arm tightened, only to feel that the long sword in his hand was extremely heavy.

Isn't it hard to choose?

But......

Tails swept through each hostage one by one: the grumpy aristocrat Marina, the treacherous but kind Tampa boss, and the very free and easy fast rope.

And......

The prince looked with difficulty at the masked guard, who looked dying.

Choose to sacrifice them all, and then I get out alone?

Or sacrifice some of them "not so important", and then pin your hopes on the assault of Sakel, turning the tide?

No.

No!

The other party has more than one chip.

And he ......

He has nothing and is at a loss.

Tails felt his shoulders heavy.

"I don't have a whole day, Your Highness," said the hammer, who seemed tired of the stalemate, and said coldly:

"Quick fix. ”

Strangely, at this moment, Tails suddenly remembered six years ago.

Six years ago, in Valhalla, in the face of the five Grand Dukes, he was also hoarse and almost desperate.

At that time, he even wavered, considering whether to accept Ashida's proposal and use the latter's power to overturn the chessboard.

Wait a minute.

Thinking of this, Tails shuddered slightly.

He gritted his teeth, and his right hand, which was gripping the hilt of his sword, stiffened.

He's not......

It's not like it's a clue, is it?

At least.

Tails struggled to raise his head and look around at everyone.

He, Tyles Bright Star.

And there's the last chips.

Last.

Thinking of this, Tails almost crushed the hilt of the sword in his hand.

The prince stared straight at Yodel's dark purple mask, and there was a look in his eyes.

The masked guard's heart moved.

He suddenly knew what the prince was going to do.

"No," jodel shuddered and struggled for a moment, and called him by name anxiously:

"Tails!

"Don't take any chances! you're more important than all of us!"

Tails closed his eyes.

Sakel frowned, and the chisel looked at him suspiciously.

I'm more ...... than all of them All important?

The prince remembered the assassination at the Fuxing Palace a long time ago, when it was Jodel who pushed him away and blocked three crossbow arrows alone.

He remembered that in Longxiao City, the others had entered Valhalla with weapons in hand, to gain a chance for the prince's unsafe plan.

Then......

For yodel, for them......

That's not a difficult choice.

Isn't it?

Because......

Because he's not just Tails.

It's Prince Tails.

is the heir to the kingdom.

However.

Is he?

Tails remembered what Ashida had said to him a long, long time ago.

[If I came to you when you were a beggar, would you still react like this?]

The prince gritted his teeth and remembered who he had been.

[When you are drunk on the title of prince, or struggling in the misery of a beggar, when you are going back and forth between the happiness and pain of both, have you ever thought about what you really are?]

[A prince who is honored by blood? A beggar who is born humble and unlucky? A genius child who is precocious? A poor man who is struggling and wants to try to change his fate?]

Tails' breathing began to speed up again.

[When you are stripped of all the definitions given by others, and stripped of all the situations in which you exist, what is left of you?]

What am I left with?

In the next second, Tails suddenly opened his eyes!

"Sakel. ”

At that moment, he felt his voice become resolute and thick.

"Former penistor and watchman of the royal guard, Mr. Immanu Sakel, right?"

It's no longer that ugly, flirtatious rook voice.

But his heart is extremely relaxed and open-minded.

No more worries, heavy burdens.

The Punishment Knight, who was observing the enemy, frowned and turned his head: "Huh?"

Tails said decisively:

"Please do your best when you can. ”

Sakel was slightly stunned:

"What's the opportunity?"

Tails didn't answer, just smiled faintly.

The fastrope who was being held hostage thought that Tails was finally going to give up on them, and hurriedly spoke: "Eh, Tails, Tails, listen to me, we can choose a more neutral ......"

But Tails shook his head.

"Shut up, fast rope," sighed the Prince of the Stars.

"By the way, your sales pitch is terrible. ”

Fast Rope was stunned.

Tails took a deep breath, smiled, and looked at the drill calmly and coldly.

"You know, Drill, here, this is the territory of the Alchemy Tower. ”

"They left a lot of things, most of which were inherited by the Kingdom of the Stars. ”

The drill was cold, and suddenly felt bad.

Alchemy Tower?

What do you mean?

I saw the prince look at the dilapidated environment in the dim dungeon, and plunge his long sword into the ground:

"Mages...... When they didn't disappear, there were always all kinds of tricks, and the alchemy ball was only the most insignificant part of it......"

Tails looked at the beautifully styled, decorated longsword in his hand with mixed feelings.

"The Bright Star Royals know some of them, and they have mastered some of them," he said, and then burst out laughing, as if to himself:

"Of course, I'm not talking about glittering golden blood......"

Sakel narrowed his eyes and looked at Tails again.

The drill silently gestured, and the Assassins tightened the hostages.

The prince looked up at the Assassins in front of him.

Tails looked away, as if he hadn't seen Yodel's heavy shake.

Who am I?

I'm Tails.

From the first day I came into this world.

to the last day.

He said silently.

No one can change that.

No one can deny it.

No one can question it.

Because I am, and can only be, Tails.

And not others.

Tails' hands clenched into the hilts of his sword, feeling peaceful.

"Don't blink," said the prince, chuckling under the strange glances of all:

"Because ......"

"This is perhaps the funniest, most magical, most brilliant magic show you've ever seen in your life. ”

Tails quietly moved his left hand and gently stroked the sharp silver blade of the longsword.

There was a tingling and warmth in his palms.

Once, he did it when he was so excited.

But now, he is so calm.

Will he succeed?

Instinctively, he felt that something was wrong, and he pressed against Marina's throat and gritted his teeth and threatened: "Your Highness, I swear that if you play any tricks, I will do it immediately......"

But Tails couldn't hear anymore.

Even yodel and Sakel disappeared from his senses.

At that moment, he was already wandering in the infinite light.

It's like surpassing oneself.

————

Eastern Continent.

A small fishing village in the middle of nowhere.

Evening.

In a simple thatched hut by the sea, a beautiful woman with brown skin and a quiet complexion was silently washing the wooden bowl in her hand.

She listened to the sound of the waves in her ears, her hands kept moving, her face was calm, and her expression was indifferent.

As if nothing could interrupt this cosy and tranquil picture.

Until the next second.

"Smack!"

A wooden bowl fell to the ground and spun endlessly.

The woman did not pick it up.

Instead, she slowly looked up, her face full of astonishment.

It's like seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

The next moment, the beautiful woman decisively left everything behind, walked out of the hut, and looked out at the sea.

The last sunset stays on the sea, like a child bathing in a bathtub, will not sink, lazy and naughty.

The woman looked at the golden sparkling waves on the line between the sea and the sky, but her expression became more and more solemn.

In the next second, a dry voice sounded suddenly, as if it had suddenly broken into the heavy ink in the painting!

"Frylan!"

The dry voice spoke extremely quickly, as if it was extremely anxious: "It's—it!"

The woman nodded, her expression not relaxing for a moment.

"I know," the woman named Freeland nodded slowly, her voice steady, unconsciously soothing everything around her:

"I feel it, guy...... He was on the verge of knocking again. ”

That guy.

The woman frowned slightly.

The visitor from the void seemed to be in a hurry, and interrupted hurriedly without waiting for the other party to finish:

"It must be crazy - quick, where is he, or where is she?"

Freeland didn't answer right away, she just stared at the sea level in a deep light.

In the next moment, something unusual happened.

Violet light.

An endless purple glow seeped out from the depths of Frylan's eyes!

The light spread across the woman's face like a branch.

As this light lit up, the woman's facial features were gradually obscured, and the softness was no longer there, and the whole person became more and more majestic and terrifying.

It seems that everything in heaven and earth has lost its color, and from this moment on, she is the only one, radiating brilliance,

But the woman still looked at the sea level and did not move.

The voice in the void didn't say anything more, he knew what the other party was doing.

After a few seconds, the purple light trembled slightly.

"Sagar," the woman asked softly,

"Where are you?"

The voice in the void sounded hollow again, this time with an imperceptible hint of caution.

"Longxiao City," the guest said dryly, "I heard that Giza once appeared here and fought to the death with that wicked woman of Chrolet, so I came to find clues, this place is quite lively now......"

Frylan didn't want to listen to what he said, and her purple face shook slightly:

"Then the target is not in Longxiao City, at least not within a hundred miles of you. ”

The woman squinted slightly, as if experiencing something: "Well, this time the feeling is much more obvious than the last time......"

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes:

"In the Western Continent!"

"Great Desert!"

She said decisively.

The voice in the void was silent for a while, and when it sounded again, it was already with a hint of excitement:

"Can you be more precise? you're better suited to search than they are, as long as we get ...... of them."

However, in the next moment, Sagel's voice suddenly cut off, as if he gasped!

Not only him, but the light on Frylan's face also trembled fiercely!

As if sensing something, the woman suddenly changed color and looked up at the sky.

Everything was normal in the sky, the clouds were silent, and the sky was silent.

Only a few seagulls lazily flew over the dusk sea, returning to their nests over the waves.

But that's not the point.

The purple light in the woman's eyes became more and more unstable.

The voice in the void suddenly became cautious, with a slight trembling:

"No, no, it's ......"

The woman nodded solemnly:

"Hmm. ”

"Bloodthorn and Heran," Freiran said with a look of unprecedented complexity:

They knocked. ”

There was only silent silence in the void.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Until the woman sighed deeply:

"Presumably, like us, they have prepared countless means, and have waited for six whole years, waiting for the newcomer to show his flaws, waiting for him or her to knock on the door again. ”

The dry voice in the void slowly spoke, slurring and slurding, with uncertain doubts, and deep unwillingness:

"So, that newcomer, that newcomer...... Once he knocks on the door, he enters the ......"

Freiran sighed and nodded gloomily:

"It's just throwing yourself into the net, and you can't escape. ”

"Become the spoils of the two emperors. ”

The sea at dusk is pleasant and silent, except for the waves and the sound of gulls.

The sun had sunk two-thirds of the way down, and the golden yellow of the sea was slowly turning to a deep red.

The woman stood still with a sad face.

Purple light dimmed from her face, restoring her soft, clear countenance.

Until Sagel's voice came again:

"No, that's not the point anymore. ”

Fleilan raised his head indifferently:

"What do you mean?"

The guest in the void was silent for a while before he spoke with a deep sense of concern:

"Bloodthorn and Heilan, they are afraid of each other, their hatred is as deep as the sea, and they want to tear each other apart at every opportunity. ”

"Once they find that new person at the same time, I don't think they'll want to share ......"

And that means......

The dry voice slowly became smaller.

Freeland frowned slightly, shook his head, and said:

"No ......"

But Sagel, apparently immersed in his own words, continued:

"Six years ago, because of that newcomer, they suddenly encountered in their true state, and they fought in a hurry - the aftermath of the battle provoked a great tsunami that ended the sea eye and was rare in a hundred years, if it wasn't for the Monarch of the Abyss who woke up from under the Hell River to control the situation......"

The dry voice gradually weakened.

The woman's brow was furrowed, and her face was full of sorrow.

Sagel, who was invisible, said darkly: "And for this encounter, they must be well prepared. ”

"No matter what ...... newcomers"

"Or to each other. ”

He muttered.

The woman faced the sea, the nothingness of the void, and her face was filled with incredible compassion.

Well-prepared for the Emperor?

Facing each other as rivals?

Her heart suddenly tightened.

"Nope. ”

The dark-brown-skinned woman closed her eyes and sighed softly:

"They are the best magicians in the world, so they won't be desperate and short-sighted to destroy the world, right?"

This time, the empty voice in the void laughed emotionlessly, rather sullenly:

"That's what he said to us more than 600 years ago. ”

The woman's hand holding her forearm tightened slightly.

"Who?"

The visitor in the void sighed slowly, and softly spat out a strange phrase:

"Holy day. ”

Freeland was slightly stunned.

Holy day.

How long has it been since I heard it again?

I only heard the mysterious man in the void and said in a low voice:

"In the final battle of the End, he personally descended to the triumphal capital of the final empire to ...... the desperate brothers of truth"

"Before the final negotiations. ”

Freirand didn't answer.

With another wave, the western sunset completely submerged beneath the surface of the sea.

Leave it to this quiet and comfortable world......

A bleak future.

Wow! I'm so excited.,The next chapter can finally write the meteorite escape plot openly?by with an evil face without a sword.