Two braziers in the Hall of Heroes have been extinguished.

But at this moment, no one in the stone hall pays attention to the temperature anymore.

"Rumba isn't just going to assassinate King Nunn. ”

Tails managed to adjust his breathing, and the voice of the Star Prince sounded softly: "He also wants to make the most of King Nunn's death to achieve his goal!"

The prince raised his head and looked at the four archdukes with delicate faces: "As you can imagine: King Nunn just executed one of the five archdukes in the name of revenge last night, and died next to the other four in the blink of an eye. ”

"What would that be?"

Archduke Leco clasped his hands together, his gaze frozen.

Will it be...... What is the situation?

The old duke looked at Rumba, his thoughts churning.

In contrast, Rumba's gaze at Tails returned to dead silence, leaving the latter's heart furious.

Tails seemed unusually calm, and he continued: "I don't know the specific plan of Rumba, but in his vision, you are probably going to be a suspect at that time, and you are in a strange city of Longxiao, and the shrewd and capable Lisbane is probably not easy to deal with. ”

The prince recalled the intelligence and truth he had collected bit by bit during the intense and thrilling escape journey since the assassination, and sighed slightly: "In the next step, with the 'help' of the dark room, the Lisbanan Prime Minister and the four 'suspects' of killing the monarch will inevitably break out." ”

"Completely force you to the opposite side of Longxiao City!"

There was a subtle silence in the hall.

The Grand Dukes looked at Rumba in unison, thinking about Tails' words with different expressions.

Tails walked to the rectangular table, and under the uncertain gaze of Archduke Ronnie, he jumped on a chair and looked at Archduke Leco opposite: "I just heard that even now, the Prime Minister of Lisbane is besieging the city gates?"

Rumba turned his head sideways without saying a word, as if he was not the protagonist of this conversation.

"Originally, I couldn't understand why Rumba brought the army at the same time as assassinating the king," Tails took a deep breath, thinking back to the soldiers disguised as patrols, and also remembering the suspicions in the cell: "I now believe that the army of Rumba is there to intervene in the conflict when the situation is out of control and rescue you archdukes. ”

Trudida looked up.

"Why?" asked the Grand Duke of the Rebuilding Tower solemnly, "Assuming what you said is true, why did Rumba do this?"

Tails paused slightly.

"To convince you. He said with a blank face.

"What?" said Archduke Trudida subconsciously.

"You who are suspected of killing the king and are incompatible with each other, in order to protect yourself, will definitely accept Rumba's proposal, and willingly and even impatiently push the king's death to the Kingdom of Stars, to me. ”

Speaking of this, Tails' face darkened.

"You will voluntarily become Rumba's accomplices, and join Rumba in their invasion of the stars: to end King Nunn's menace and fulfill his long-cherished wish," Tails sighed softly under Thelma's strange gaze:

This was the real original plan of the Rumba - to tie the allies to his chariot with calculation and blame. ”

The eyes of the Grand Dukes kept going back and forth between Rumba and Tails.

The Grand Duke of Heisha still didn't move, and his eyes became more and more calm.

Tails exhaled and leaned back in his chair wearily, while watching strangely as Archduke Ronnie's face grew more and more ugly.

Did I mess with him?

Archduke Auretheus knocked on the square table with a solemn face, and his deep voice rang out: "If this is Charman's original plan, then why did he change his mind?"

Tails clenched his fists, remembering Puttier's words.

"To Rumba's surprise, the assassination was unexpected," Tails replied calmly, "King Nunn didn't stay in Valhalla as he wanted. ”

"Rumba had to expose himself and enter the city early to witness Nunn's death in person in the shield district. ”

The prince raised his eyes, and a pair of gray eyes swept every Grand Duke:

"He has lost control of the situation, he can no longer blame you, and he can't use the situation and crisis to force you to form an alliance with him. ”

"That's why we have this scene. ”

"Rumba had to take the risk of taking the gates, enter Valhalla in person, and personally convince you to put aside the mystery of Nunn's death and cooperate with him. ”

Tails breathed a sigh of relief: "Unlike the previous plan to rely on the situation to force people, this time, he wants to use a reason that you can't refuse at all to convince you to join his plan. ”

His voice fell.

Leave the silence to the hall.

The expressions of the Grand Dukes were interesting.

"That's what you're talking about?"

Grand Duke Leko pondered for a moment, "Charman was going to use some dishonorable means to pull us into the chariot?"

Rumba snorted coldly.

"True," said the Grand Duke of Black Sand, in a tone full of disdain and indifference, "and there are many doubts. ”

Tails gritted his teeth.

But Trudida interrupted his rebuttal.

"Our Grand Duke of Heisha is very scheming," Grand Duke of the Rebuilding Tower smiled slightly, "But so what?"

"Even if he was really going to calculate and blame us," saw Archduke Trudida turn to the others and spread his hands gently: "It's too late to get to this point." ”

The Grand Duke looked back slightly, looking at Tails.

At that moment, a cold light shot out of Trudida's eyes: "For the sake of Exeter, what should be done is still to be done." ”

"You can't change anything. ”

Rumba still had a disgraceful expression, but Grand Duke Blacksa still turned his face and nodded slightly to Trudida.

Tails was slightly stunned.

He observed the expressions of the Grand Dukes, and now they all seemed indifferent.

Thelma stepped forward worriedly and tugged at the corner of his torn garment.

But Tails laughed.

In front of the Grand Dukes, His Royal Highness the Prince smiled with relief.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

"How did Charman Rumba convince you?" Tails swept over the high-ranking lords one by one, pursing his lips, "What kind of reason did he give that you couldn't refuse, so that you would obediently cooperate?"

The faces of the Grand Dukes became a little ugly.

"It's okay," Tails closed his eyes and sighed, "Actually, I've already guessed some on my way here." ”

Rumba's pupils froze slightly.

"Does he tell you that, compared to Rumba's disobedience," Tails straightened up and faced the Grand Dukes solemnly, "a more terrible threat is rising in that kingdom south of yours, stronger than Exeter?"

At that moment, the Grand Dukes behaved more or less unnaturally.

It seems that he is not used to this sentence coming out of the mouth of the Star Prince.

Rumba snorted.

But Tails ignored the Grand Duke of Blacksand.

This is his turn.

Tails clenched his fist.

"Does he tell you that the country after the empire is undergoing changes like never before," Tails' eyes sharpened, and his voice slowly raised, "Their nationwide power is converging into one like never before, and the more efficient they are, like an arm's finger?"

Thelma looked surprised.

"Does he tell you that Exeter can only make a way out if he preempts the threat, by war and violence, desperately to strangle that threat in the cradle?"

Grand Duke Auretheus and Trudida looked at each other, surprised

"Does he tell you that if you don't do this, one day your land will be taken away, your family will be destroyed, your blood will be cut off, and everything you have will be wiped out?"

Archduke Leco's eyebrows twitched, and his hands burst out again.

Tails took a deep breath and said the last sentence: "Then did he tell you too: everything that Charman Rumba did, whether it was a coup d'état to kill the monarch or provoke a war, was a choice of last resort, a helpless step, a sacrifice to bear the stigma, the courage to stand up for the world and the righteousness of sacrificing himself for the country?"

After saying this, Tails felt that the gaze cast on him by Rumba was getting colder and colder.

"Well," said Archduke Trudida with a slight sigh, "for the sake of these words—you are indeed worthy of your reputation, boy. ”

Grand Duke Ronnie frowned:

"Who told you?"

"It doesn't matter—but that's how he persuaded you," Tails gritted his teeth, ignoring the Grand Dukes' strangeness, "you accepted his reasoning, you agreed to cover up the truth of the king's death for him, you were willing to go south to the stars with him, and you accepted his offer of a gift from the ownerless Dragon. ”

"Just for Exeter?"

Just when the Grand Dukes were in doubt, Tails raised his head sharply, gritted his teeth, and said, "But don't you think it's strange?"

Tails slammed up from his chair, propped his hands on the square table, and his expression was solemn:

"If he can convince you on his own—as he is now, then why did the original plan go to such great lengths to calculate and blame you to force you to go to the opposite side of Longxiao City?"

The prince clenched his fists: "Why did he not swagger in and tell you: 'For the sake of Exeter, so that all that you have will not be destroyed by the future kingdom of stars, please understand his compelled suffering, and cooperate with his selfless feat?'"

Trudida raised her head, glanced at Rumba, who was no longer talking, and curled the corners of her mouth: "That's what he does now, isn't it." ”

Tails stared at Rumba, watching his hand press on the saber at his waist.

"As I said, he's being forced to do it now – it's a backup plan. The prince whispered.

"Otherwise, Rumba would never have persuaded you with this reason until it was absolutely necessary—he did not intend to tell you of the threat of the stars, nor of the upheavals of that kingdom, nor of his true purpose. ”

Grand Duke Leco frowned slightly: The real purpose?

Tails pressed his fist against the table, recalling what Srice had said, "Lombard would rather join his team because of your opposition to DragonSky City than join forces with him because you sensed the threat from the stars." ”

"Why?" said Archduke Ronnie impatiently, "Let's be straight, the Northlanders hate beating around the bush. ”

Tails turned to him.

"Why?" narrowed the Prince of the Stars, "because that's what he really says." ”

"More because he's scared. ”

At that moment, Tails finally saw that Rumba, who had always had a cold expression, slowly raised his head.

Grand Duke Heisha looked at him, and the chill in his eyes turned into dead silence.

Tails looked back at him without flinching, gritting his teeth.

This is a battle between us.

It is also the fairest battlefield.

Are you ready, Rumba.

And now, it's my counterattack.

"Scared?" Telluda asked, confused.

Tails nodded slowly but firmly.

"What he fears is that you will find something wrong with his words. ”

Tails Bright Star took a deep breath: "He is afraid, once you start to think about it, you will see the reason behind the 'threat of the stars'...... What a brutal truth it contains. ”

"The truth?" muttered Archduke Ronnie.

The next second.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Tails straightened up, stepped on his chair, and his expression was serious: "Once you accept Rumba's proposal today and annex Longxiao City......"

“...... Send troops south and invade the stars. ”

Archduke Leco sat up straight unconsciously.

Ronnie lifted his chin.

Trudida and Alesio, on the other hand, looked solemn.

As for Rumba, his dead eyes hadn't moved for a long time.

But Tails had run out of time to look at his opponents.

"From now on, every one of you, every one of you, every one of you," Tails gritted his teeth and solemnly swept over each of them, seeing their expressions more complex and subtle, "they will all be ...... in an unstoppable storm"

"A catastrophe is coming, and there will be no return!"

————

The sword wind is coming!

Slash the back of the Burning Knight's neck!

At the last moment, Tulha, who was restrained by Raphael's right hand, made a decisive decision and resolutely let go of his left hand, letting go of Huaiya, who was struggling more and more weakly.

The Fire Knight throws back his remaining left arm!

"Bell!"

"Whew!" said Tulha's neck was bright red.

Cohen's powerful sword struck Tulha's armour right in the air!

The tip of the sword slashed into the Burning Knight's neck, piercing through the skin.

Blood slowly flowed from the knight's neck, and he grunted lowly.

Tulha's armarmor was cracked by Cohen's sword, and blood oozed from the crack.

The vigilant officer felt a chill in his heart: the other party still prevented the fatal blow.

"Risking your life, you potted plants in the greenhouse," Tuleha said in a deep voice, holding the long sword on his left arm, feeling the pain coming from his arm, ignoring the blood on his neck. ”

Cohen pressed his sword hard and slashed down again, and Tulha's arm armor groaned out of shape.

Raphael gritted his teeth, and the strange muscles in his arm swelled up again, controlling the enemy's right arm and weapon, trying to create the next chance for Cohen.

Sensing the extraordinary strength of the other party, Tulha rolled his eyes and shot his sword-like gaze towards Raphael.

"Little masters. ”

"When your father gave a reward for your mother's bulging belly," Tulha said with a hideous face, his right arm wrestling with Raphael's sudden strength, and his left arm carrying Cohen's mixed power of the finishing force: "I'm in the snow in the wilderness, shivering next to my mother's hard corpse, struggling through another damn winter!"

"Click!"

The power of the end burned through his body like a flame—Tulha turned his neck with a roar.

He pulled his armarmor back, wrenched Cohen's sword, and pulled out a wad of blood.

The injured officer was taken by him and lost his balance, and his feet shook.

In the next moment, Tulha let go of the Asahi saber in his right hand.

The Rising Japanese saber fell to the ground, and the blade lost its scorching temperature, and the bullet rattled on the ground.

Raphael watched his opponent's weapon fall beside him, and an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart!

Bad.

Sure enough, without the restraint of the saber, Tulha no longer tried to wrestle with Raphael, who was exaggeratedly strong, but sank down and slammed Raphael on the right shoulder!

Raphael only felt his body shake, and then his back shook!

"Bang!"

Before Cohen could react, Raphael was slammed against the wall by the Fire Knight.

Raphael's face turned pale and he coughed in pain, but he still grabbed his opponent's right hand.

"When you cry in your sumptuous swaddling clothes," said Tulha, burning with the power of the end, pressed Raphael to the death, his eyes terrible: "I was in the dust of the countryside, bleeding from a mouthful of moldy bread, and covered with bruises. ”

Cohen's heart tightened, and the long sword stabbed out!

Tulha turned sideways with a fierce face, dodging Cohen's sword straight to his chest.

"Whew!"

Cohen's longsword sliced through Tulha's shoulder armor, bringing out splinters, and the blade sparked against the wall.

But Tulha ignored the injury to his shoulder, and he hit Raphael who was pressed against the wall with another shoulder blow!

"Bang!"

He slammed into Raphael's chest!

Raphael let out a groan of pain and finally let go of his opponent's right arm.

"While you are reading and reading in your study," said Tulha with his right hand withdrawn, "I dragged my scarred shoulders and carried the most smelly garbage and excrement, and learned to count from the crunch of copper. ”

The Fire Knight spun around sharply and grabbed Cohen's sword in mid-air again!

"Khooth!"

There was a sharp friction between the blade and Tulha's iron gloves.

Blood flowed from the knight's fingers.

The vigilante looked at the beastly Fire Knight in amazement, trying to draw his sword back.

"When you learn to wield a wooden sword in the manor," Tulha punched Raphael in the abdomen with his right hand, knocking him unconscious, and bending down, "I am on the vast glacier, wrapped in wounds, and spare my last strength, fighting with wild beasts, my peers, the weather, the terrain, and all enemies!"

The Fire Knight grabbed Cohen's sword and reflexively charged back!

Cohen tried to raise his arm to defend, but was kicked in the knee by Tulha's sudden kick!

"Bang!"

The warden sword was taken out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"When you're at a banquet with girls......" Tulha stretched out his right hand and ripped open the shattered shoulder and arm armor.

The Fire Knight coldly shook off the burden, along with his robes, revealing his flesh-outward, blood-knotted body—from the neck, shoulders, to arms—covered in badly burned scars, pitted, terrifying, and terrifying.

Tulha's expression was like ice, his eyes were like fire, and he threw away Cohen's bloodied sword.

He turned around and punched!

"Bang!"

Raphael, who had just stood up and was about to sneak attack, was hit in the head by a punch from the Fire Knight and slammed into the wall again.

"I crawled out from under the charred corpse burned by the oil and groaned in pain with burns all over my body, looking forward to seeing the sun the next day. ”

Cohen gritted his teeth in anxiety and rage, roared and charged at his foes, punching with incredible force.

"Bang!"

The fist hits the knight in the cheek!

Let the latter pause slightly.

But Tulha only roared and bent down, fending off Cohen's onslaught, ignoring the sheriff's punch to his face.

As if this was nothing more than the most insignificant mosquito bite.

"Burned in the hell of blood and fire," he reached out with his hands, expertly grabbing Cohen's striking arm, pinning his legs and carrying Cohen's body over his shoulders.

"—That's where the Fire Knight comes in!"

In the next second, Tulha, who had a crazy expression, used his hands with force, turned around suddenly, arched the struggling Cohen into the air, and fell to the ground hard!

"Bang!"

The tall vigilante landed on his back and was slammed to the ground.

Cohen felt only a sharp pain all over his body, dizziness, and all his strength left him.

"Risking your life?"

"You little masters, you will never understand. ”

Tulha straightened up, shook his reddish side face, and spat out a bloody tooth without care: "In order to stand in the same manor as you, I crawled all the way from the mud and gore, and how many times have I gambled my life in endless hell. ”

Tulha was half naked, his eyes were covered with wounds, blood was flowing all over his body, and his expression was hideous and terrifying.

"Even if it's the same extreme realm, our lives," the Fire Knight turned coldly and looked at Raphael, who was standing up again, "It's not far off." ”

Raphael wiped the blood from his forehead, endured a wave of vertigo, and drew a broken sword from his waist.

"You're a terrible warrior," the young man of the secret department threw out a starting gesture vigorously, glanced at the dying Cohen, and frowned: "As one of the 'five generals', you deserve your name." ”

Tulha turned his head and glanced at the Rising Japanese saber on the ground—it was still some distance away from him.

"But with your skills," Raphael said in a deep voice, "why bother to follow Rumba on this road of no return to murder and treason?"

"To go through more hell?"

The Fire Knight snorted coldly, kicked Cohen's longsword "Loadbearer", grabbed it in his hand, and tested the weight and length.

In the next second, Tulha roared and rushed in front of him!

Raphael's eyes froze.

"Bell!" the two swords intersected, and Raphael stopped the other party's horizontal slash.

But Tulha had no intention of competing with the other party in swordsmanship, and like a real beast, he pressed his left arm against the spine of the sword, pushing Raphael against the wall!

"Bang!" Raphael fended off the knight's sword and was slammed against the wall, his own sword even pressed against his chest.

Tulha's face was hideous, his left elbow suddenly went up, and the two long swords that crossed each other were spun into an "X" shape by him!

The Fire Knight's left arm pressed against the top half of the "X" and pressed against Raphael's throat, overwhelming him to the point of breathlessness.

"As you travel the world with sword and glory on your back," said Tulha through gritted teeth, "I stood in front of a barren village, on a barren land where no weeds could grow, and wept bitterly for the first property, the first title, which I had exchanged for thirty years of youth and life. ”

Raphael struggled in pain and couldn't breathe, but Tulha just pressed his sword continuously and unstoppably, elbows pressing against his trachea.

The Fire Knight gritted his teeth, his eyes mixed with pain and hope: "After all this, I can stand here, face your pride these days, and hold up my weapons to compete. ”

"Why do you want to follow the Grand Duke, you ask?"

"Bang!" the Fire Knight roared, a mallet striking Raphael in the forehead.

"Bell!"

Raphael's sword loosened and fell from his hand.

The young man seemed to lose consciousness and slipped off the wall weakly, being grabbed by the collar by Tulha.

"Bang!"

The knight turned around and slammed a knee, knocking Wya, who had risen from the ground, into a mouth that was spitting blood, and falling back.

"You don't understand...... Tuleha gasped, and habitually flicked the sword in his right hand - the load-bearing man clearly did not match his usual weapon.

He looked at Cohen, who was struggling on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency the Grand Duke of Black Sand......"

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, he ......"

What he sees is a longer-term future. The Fire Knight took a deep breath and looked fascinated: "A new world that has never been seen before, where everyone can have their own future. ”

Tuleha gasped, stretched out his left arm, grabbed Raphael by the neck, and lifted him up.

"For the sake of the Archduke's ideals, and for the future he promised," the terrifying-looking Fiery Knight licked the blood from his mouth, drawing his enemy closer to his eyes, and looking Raphael into the eye:

"No matter what the cost, I'm willing to pay. ”

The Fire Knight exhaled with difficulty.

Raphael just clenched his teeth, his eyes glazed over, and he looked feebly into the eyes of his enemies.

"No matter what hinders," Tulha said, raising Cohen's sword, his eyes bulging, and looking at Raphael earnestly and fervently:

"I have to smash. ”

At that moment, the little girl from many years ago appeared in Raphael's eyes.

Mira.

He thought in a blur, closing his eyes.

I'm sorry.

In the next second, the Fire Knight stabbed the sword in his hand without hesitation.

"Whew!"

The blade pierced Raphael's heart.

I wear it from behind.

The bright red of the ground was left in vain.

and Cohen's heart-rending screams.

(End of chapter)