Putile didn't speak, just fell silent.

Veteran Jenard sighed as he watched Tails' eyes slowly change.

"As for the Northlands, as for Exeter, they will live under the lies and will of the Rumba, and will even one day make this king-killer king. Tails turned his head.

Nicolas snorted.

"Walton has been in a state of despair ever since," the prince sneered softly, glancing at Nicolai and Mielke, "it feels bad, doesn't it." ”

Putile let out a sigh of relief, his eyebrows tucked.

"As for the escape?"

Tails continued, his voice a little hollow, "Leaving such a mess, where else can we escape?"

The prince turned his head and glanced around the group.

"In the future, die in the war-torn city of Yongxing," Tails said firmly, "in the present, in Longxiao City, where conspiracy is everywhere. ”

"Is there a difference?" he asked aloud.

No one spoke.

Until a deep and powerful male voice broke the silence.

"Absolutely!"

Everyone looked back in surprise.

The young vigilante, Cohen Karabiyan, made his way to the back hall with heavy steps, followed by Miranda and Raphael, with subtle expressions.

I saw the tall and sturdy guard officer say loudly: "Choose the latter, at least all of us can die like a man with a handle......"

Miranda glanced coldly at Cohen.

Raphael covered his mouth and coughed just right.

Cohen, who was excited, stiffened his face, and quickly added weakly:

“...... as well as women. ”

Before everyone had time to ponder the wonder of this sentence, Tails smiled slightly.

"Thank you for your support," the second prince nodded and said kindly, "Mr. Karabiyan." ”

When Cohen heard the prince's approval, his eyes immediately smiled into a crescent moon: "Just call me Cohen, Your Highness Tails!"

Miranda snorted.

"That's right," Tails turned around, "Horace Bright Star had said. ”

"Since you can't go back," he said, looking around the audience and sweeping his gaze over everyone, "why don't you go all out?"

Putile clasped his hands together, his eyes sad.

Cohen looked excited and eager to try.

Raphael's face was indifferent, but his eyes were condensed, and his fingers kept rubbing.

But Tails' gaze has shifted to the people of the Northlands.

"What do you say, Nicolai?" he said steadily.

Nicolas frowned and stared at the prince deadly.

"This can't be," the Starfall shook his head in denial, "You, you, we, are not at all ...... compared to Lombard."

But Tails interrupted him again.

"Remember your White-Bladed Guard, Commander Nicolai?" the second prince looked at him with a determined look in his eyes.

Nikolai's face was ugly, and his eyes froze.

"You may not remember," Tails snorted, his eyes solemn, "but I do." ”

Nicolas clenched his fists.

Behind him, Mielke clasped his shoulders and shook his head slightly.

I heard Tails let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth, and said hatefully as he recalled, "I remember those warriors. ”

"I remember them standing in front of the 'Locust Blade' with their flesh and blood. ”

"I remember them holding hands and blocking deadly crossbow arrows for us. ”

"I remember them taking their last breath and charging back at the enemy with their swords raised. ”

Nicolai's face grew colder and colder.

Almost all of them frowned.

"That's the Dragonguard, the last of their backs," Tails jerked his head up and asked in a long voice, "Do you remember?"

Boom!

Nicolas threw a hard punch and slammed it into the wall beside him.

"I trained them with my own hands, and I remember the names, faces, and skills of each of them......" The Meteorite gritted his teeth, his eyes were like fire, and he said angrily, "You don't teach me here, little cub of Bright Star......"

"I'm ****** teaching you a lesson!"

Tails also seemed to be furious, he did not flinch, he took a step forward unceremoniously, and yelled at Nicolais, "Lord Seri Nicolai, and ****** cowards and meteors—damn it, that's a terrible title!"

Nicolai's eyes erupted with fire, his face flushed, and he clenched his fists and stepped forward.

Wyaa and Rolf subconsciously protected the prince, while Cohen and Miranda pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords.

But Mielke, who was on the side of the Meteorite, stretched out his arms in time, his muscles stretched, and held down the angry Nicolais: "Listen to him!"

Speaking in a foul mouth that he was not accustomed to, Tails gasped twice, gritted his teeth and said:

"And you give me a good listen. ”

"I'm not going to run away, I'm going to go back, to the place where we were beaten by Rumba and saved our lives. ”

The prince looked at everyone in front of him, from Putirai to Huaiya, from Miranda to Raphael, from Mielke to Little Slippery, looked at their expressions, and said in a deep voice:

"We are going to avenge the White Guards, to find justice and truth for them. ”

"We're going to prove that their sacrifices are not meaningless. ”

"We're going to destroy the plans and plans that Rumba has in mind, whatever they may be. ”

"We're going...... Save a city that has already shed too much blood. ”

Tails finished speaking, patting his chest.

Nicolas gritted his teeth and sneered, "This is suicide. ”

"It's just a good way to die. ”

Tails looked up again.

"That's right, we, the Stars, are going to commit suicide. He said coldly.

"Northlanders," the second prince pushed Waia away and walked up to Nicola, his eyes fixed on the Meteorite like swords:

"Are you coming?"

The air seemed to freeze.

Nicolai stared fiercely at the second prince of the stars.

The faces of the Whiteblade Guards alternated before his eyes.

And that guy.

Kaslan.

And him.

Nicolai's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the power surged through him

Mielke's face changed, and his hands clasped on Nicola's shoulders grew harder and harder.

Everyone watched the scene nervously.

Half an hour later.

Nicola flicked his arm, breaking free of Mielke's grip.

"Grass!"

He struggled and spat hard.

The Starfall looked behind Tails—a nervous little slippery head.

Tails narrowed his eyes.

"The orphans of the Waltons are here," Nicollet turned his head, his brow furrowed, his face twisted, and he looked at Mielke, as if to explain something, "I can't, I can't risk her being damaged......

He gritted his teeth, struggling to try to convince himself.

Indignant but unwilling.

"But I want to help him. A small female voice reached everyone's ears.

Nicolas froze.

"What?" he looked down at the little girl in disbelief.

Little Slippery seemed a little scared, but she resisted her fear and leaned over to Tails' side.

The prince gave her an encouraging and grateful look.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

The little slippery head shook slightly, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I said, I want to help Tails," the girl's words were a little slurred, and a little unconfident, "I don't, I don't want to run away anymore." ”

In the face of everyone's strange eyes, she still spoke strongly: "We, we are from the Northland, aren't we?"

Nicolas and Michael were stunned.

"Walton's sons and grandsons have never run away from fighting. The girl closed her eyes, as if to regain some courage, and her eyes slipped to the bridge of her nose: "Before the whole army was destroyed, Solon Walton, the Lord of Wrath, fought fiercely with an axe for a day and night. ”

Finally, he watched as the Nightwing King twisted his head—and even if he failed, he would witness his own death. ”

The little slippery head opened his eyes tremblingly, forced himself to look at Nicolai with eyes like knives, and spoke:

"We can't run and I don't want to. ”

Hearing this, Michael suddenly burst out laughing softly.

"You are a real Walton," the king's former ruler looked sad, and he didn't know what was in mind: "This ...... Miss. ”

Remembering Alex, the little slippery head flinched and stepped back behind Tails, not daring to look at Michael's eyes again.

"Your Majesty's choice is indeed not wrong. Michael laughed sadly.

"What do you say, old friend?"

Nicolais's face loosened.

He let out a breath.

A few seconds later, the Meteorite laughed as well.

The laughter was relieved and desolate.

"******," Nicollet glared at Tails and then to Michael, "don't you have it all written on your face?" ”

Mielke nodded, his expression gloomy: "I'll go and let the boys prepare." ”

Tails breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, what about your plan?" said Nicolai viciously, "I declare in advance that I refuse to charge the headless boar, Your Highness the Stars. ”

Tails narrowed his eyes, "You'll be satisfied—maybe." ”

"We're probably all crazy. The Starfall snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Actually listen to the words of two children - to send them to death?"

Putile sighed deeply and took a step at this moment.

His calm voice sounded, "What did Lord Hansen say?"

Putirai looked at Raphael, who had always been silent: "Does the secret department agree? This is not a simple decision - it is about the future of the kingdom, and it is better to have the support and plan of the secret department." ”

Raphael instantly caught everyone's attention.

Or rather, Tails said in his heart: it was the Black Prophet who attracted everyone's attention.

I saw the young man in the secret department frowning slightly.

"With Lord Lord, I can't communicate for the time being," Raphael said lightly, not caring about the various gazes cast on him, "So here and now, here and now, ......"

His eyes focused: "I am the will of the secret department." ”

Putile put his hand in his arms, took out his favorite pipe, and absentmindedly filled it with tobacco: "So what do you mean?"

Raphael glanced at Miranda, who just clenched his saber tightly and pursed his lips without saying a word.

It reminded him of that little girl twelve years ago.

At that time, she pursed her lips like this, trembling and curled up in the corner.

Curled up in the pile of dead.

Raphael chuckled inwardly.

The young man in the secret department turned his head, his eyes decisive and determined.

"Since it's the prince's decision," he said with the same cynical lightheartedness, but his words were formal: "Of course, the secret department will give his full support and provide all help." ”

Tails nodded towards Raphael.

Besides, he wasn't entirely sure. Raphael glanced at Tails.

"That's it," said Putirai, bowing his head, lit his pipe, and said with a tired look in his eyes, "he is a bright star after all." ”

Tails sighed, "Lord Putile Niemann. ”

"Do it," said Putirai, looking much more at ease when he looked up again, only to see him exhale a puff of smoke, "If this is your will." ”

Well, because of the length, the chapter title was modified, and the original 41 chapters were renamed "Asking for Trouble", and chapters 42 to 44 are "The Strongest Chess Piece"

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