Tails followed Mielke, twisting and turning in the atmospheric and cookie-cutter Valhalla. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Avoiding the eyes and ears of the five Grand Dukes, finally, in front of an open-air lookout, Tails met the two men he hated so much.

"This is a calm look—it seems that you are adapting well, little prince. ”

The leader of the White-Bladed Guard, who had already removed his cloak and scarf, turned his back to the scenery outside the lookout and looked at the Prince of the Stars with a look of inquirence in front of him, his expression calm.

"If you mean that I was almost forced to kill myself by slitting my neck in front of six old men with a sword that I can't even lift......" Tails exhaled a long breath and said angrily, "yes, I'm doing well." ”

"Old man, I remember that the Grand Duke of Peverett in Beacon City was still very young, not old. Nicollet laughed mockingly, much to the displeasure of Tails.

"I'm beginning to wonder if what you're conveying is really King Nunn's wishes?" Tails, who was furious, looked at the two of them with an unkind expression, "Or is 'my life' not in his consideration at all!"

"That's a question," Marquis Slais of Commath said with a sneering expression, "I warned you before that His Majesty Nunn's attitude may be a little ...... Tough and rough ......"

Tails jerked his head to stare at him.

"Well, it may seem more than tough, Your Majesty he has a little more, uh," under Tails's glare, Srice rubbed his cane and smiled awkwardly, and after a moment of thought, he finally found two more appropriate words, and said with a wink:

"Wild and unrestrained?"

Tails took a deep breath and resisted the urge to curse.

"The next time you encounter something like this, like pushing me into some mortal trap, please inform me in a standard, rhetorical lingua franca without a Northland and Western accent, ...... a common human language" Tails' eyes were cold, and he watched the two of them bite out the words word by word, "This is how you treat collaborators and allies......?"

"Forcing a seven-year-old child to commit suicide...... Is there any honor to speak of?"

Nicolai and Slais glanced at each other, the former's face unchanged, the latter leaning on his cane and bowing slightly politely.

"Persecution?honor?I think you misunderstood," Marquis Slys sighed, his face becoming serious, "Grand Dukes—what they have been talking about from beginning to end is killing you, and the benefits and consequences that will follow. As for the way to kill you, and whether it is against honor, it is just the form of the chef serving the food, and it is harmless. ”

Tails frowned fiercely, "So, in fact, you knew what kind of situation I would face at the beginning?"

Nicolas shrugged.

"And seven-year-olds and children," Shreis said with a solemn expression, "I think maybe you should appreciate it." ”

"You are a symbol, a symbol, in the eyes of many people, it is called the 'heir to the stars'. The Marquis of Commas took a deep breath and looked at a piece of Valhalla's floor with fascination: "It is far more important than your age, your qualities, your reputation, and even more than yourself. ”

"Nobody cares if you're a kid or not. ”

Tyres, who was in a complicated mood, twitched his face and burst out laughing.

Damn it.

These politicians.

"Don't look like an aggrieved girl, little prince," Nikolai clenched his arms and snorted coldly, "Courage and courage are the most admired qualities of the Northlanders, if you can't even pass the first level......

"You know, not everyone qualifies as an ally of His Majesty. ”

Tails gritted his teeth.

"Hey," the second prince sneered, "This kind of alliance qualification review is really rare. ”

"It's not a long time," Nikolai shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the prince of the stars, his eyes glittering with strange colors, "Welcome to the Northlands." ”

The three were silent for a few seconds.

"So, has Nunn found his enemy, the collaborator and blamer of the rumba?" Tails tried to calm down.

"At the same time, he is also your enemy," Marquis Slys smiled lightly, "Since the first meeting has been met, and the first step of the trap has been completed, then our follow-up plan is ......"

"There is no follow-up. ”

Tails said lightly.

Slais and Nicolas were stunned.

Tails looked up, the anger in his eyes turning to determination.

It must not come by their rules.

Otherwise......

The images of Serena Corleone and Charman Rumba flashed before his eyes.

...... I don't know when it was sold.

"Nunn's plan ends here," Tails said with suppressed emotion as he heard his own word for word, "I'm not the old man's doll, let him me." ”

Srice smiled ugly.

"What do you mean by that?" the temperature in Nicolai's eyes cooled.

"Listen, if Nunn wants my help, then he'd better respect my wishes, and his life!" Tails met Nicollet's fierce gaze without flinching, "Do what I say next." ”

The leader of the White-Bladed Guards closed his mouth and exhaled a rough breath from his nose.

"Now is not the time for you to lose your temper, little prince. Nicolas stared at Tails' eyes shrunk, his eyes showed a chill, and his tone was terrifying: "Don't forget that you are in Exeter, in Longxiao City, far away from your king father, and your attachés are not around. ”

"Valhalla, on the other hand, is dangerous, and many life-seeking stories take place here. Nicola's eyes burned.

"No way, I'm only seven years old after all," Tails ignored it, determined to take the initiative into his own hands, "You know, if I accidentally die here, then you ......"

Nicolai coldly interrupted him: "There are countless ways to clean up disobedient children without endangering their lives. ”

"And don't forget," Nikolai said, turning his head to reveal the oddly shaped hilt behind his back, and threatened unabashedly, "I'm very good at dealing with people with the surname Bright Star, especially those with the title of 'Second Prince'. ”

Tails gritted his teeth secretly.

"Eleven years ago, you killed the Sword of Light on the battlefield, are you so complacent?" in Slais's eyes, the traverser replied unceremoniously, "I have seen the battlefield and know that battle...... He's been wounded by eleven and fell, and you're just one of a hundred besiegers who just happened to stab the last of them. ”

"Your glorious record is no better than forcing a seven-year-old to commit suicide. ”

Nicolai looked at him silently, slowly lowering his hugging arm, the content of his face slowly changing from threat to murderous intent.

"Okay, okay," Marquis Slys hurriedly approached between the two, smiling and smiling, "As an alliance, we shouldn't break the contract before the goal is achieved...... It's not a good way to trade. ”

"Perhaps King Nunn should find another ally," Tails replied coldly, "the one who could give his life for him at any time." ”

"This is not the star you can dictate, Imperial brat," Nicolai sarcastically said, "You'd better figure this out." ”

"You have to do what we say carefully......"

"How else!" the second prince interrupted Nicolai.

In front of Nicolai's terrifying face, Tails laughed, and his expression instantly turned cold: "I'll go find the five Grand Dukes and have a good talk with them." ”

Shrice frowned.

"For example: King Nunn is looking for the murderer behind his son's murder, and you are all on his suspicion list......"

Nicolas and Slyth's expressions slowly changed.

In front of Nicolais's murderous gaze and Slys's frowning brow, Tails faintly threatened:

And in the end, no matter who he confirmed, Nunn was going to cramp and peel the other man. ”

"And then what? By the way, the murderer is even more vigilant, and Nunn's revenge fails—unless he kills all five archdukes at once. ”

"The next day, the murderer will go back to his territory and continue to be at ease, and the hatred will only deepen. ”

"Then, ten or eight years, wait until Nunn dies, wait until the election meeting, wait for the new co-king to be crowned......"

Tails narrowed his eyes: "Good luck to the Walton family - I look forward to representing the stars in the future, establishing good diplomatic relations with the new king, and supporting him and the Grand Dukes in handling Exeter's internal affairs." ”

"For example, to give Longxiao City, which has no heir, to another ruling family?"

Nicolai and Slys's faces became more and more ugly.

"So, it's best to respect the future Supreme King of the Stars, the Northlanders. Tails snorted coldly: "In your words...... Carefully and carefully, do what I say......"

"Also, don't call me Imperial, every time you remind me, I feel like I'm not in Exeter," Tails said with a relaxed expression, he unceremoniously raised his right index finger and tapped it in the air, leaving a sentence that made the leader of the White-Bladed Guard blush:

"but in the ...... of the great empire"

"Northland Province. ”

The Prince of the Stars ignored the two with wonderful expressions and turned to leave.

————

"What are you looking at?"

On the streets of the Armor District, Miranda turned to Cohen and asked.

"Nothing," Cohen muttered, retracting his vision from the alley, "I just saw a strange man in the alley with two swords pinned to his waist......"

"Sword?" Miranda looked stunned, "Could it be our target?"

"He's ...... No, I didn't pay much attention to it just now," Cohen scratched his head desperately and frowned: "I can't remember his face......"

Miranda sighed: "Be alert, the big belt said, there are some new faces here recently." ”

Just like us.

The two turned a street corner and came to a cold butcher's shop.

"Uh...... Are you the boss here?" Cohen knocked on the large wooden window of the meat seller and asked the busy Far Easterner inside: "Gu...... Sir?"

The Far Easterner who was chopping meat slowly raised his head.

Medium in stature, with flat eyebrows and eyes, straight hair and black eyes, no different from the Far Easterners in the stars—Cohen thought.

The Far Easterner glanced at the two of them, then bowed his head again and tended to his flesh.

Cohen was stunned for a moment, and continued to speak: "Hey......"

But the Far Easterner spoke directly and choked on his words.

"One silver coin in the city, two around the city, one silver coin in the upper three districts, and one silver coin for the nobles and officials concerned," the butcher shop owner, Gu chopped a large bone on the board, and said skillfully: "Add two above the earl, the grand duke and the king and even the temple, two gold coins jump." ”

"What?" Cohen said, confused.

Miranda looked thoughtfully at Gu's board.

"The price of information," he said without raising his head, in his peculiar Northland accent, "no bargaining." ”

"Huh?" Cohen frowned, "A silver coin?"

"If you cause trouble, you have to mediate in the middle," Gu ignored him, and hung a piece of cut meat on the hook by himself, and his words did not drag on: "Then it depends on who you provoke, the average person has nine silver coins, one gold coin in Grivo, two in Urad, five merchants in Longyi Square, two soldiers, three nobles or officials, and earls and above, and they can't do anything." ”

"If you provoke the temple or the king......" Gu wiped his hands, raised his gloomy gaze and glanced at the two of them: "Hurry up, don't bring bad luck here." ”

Cohen asked, puzzled, "Why do merchants ask for five, which is higher than the price ......of the nobles?"

The next moment, Gu raised his right hand and stopped Cohen's words.

Then, the butcher shop owner silently stretched out his left hand and spread it upwards.

Cohen was stunned again.

But before Cohen could reply, Miranda reached out and removed the money bag from Cohen's waist.

"We want to ask what happened in this district lately, where two groups of swordsmen used to fight......" Under Cohen's resentful gaze, Miranda smugly pulled out a Northland gold coin, a small metal disc engraved with Necajo's head and a dragon.

That's the money I got Kaslan in exchange for—Cohen rolled his eyes.

Miranda calmly let go of her two fingers, and the gold coin fell into Gu's hand.

"It seems to be a generous out-of-town customer," Gu squinted, raised the gold coin in his hand, flicked the edge of the coin, and whistled: "It's just intelligence...... I can't find zero. ”

"Lots of gratuities. Miranda's tone remained unchanged, and her eyes were sharp: "As long as it's worth the money." ”

Tip?

Cohen stared at the gold coin, then at Miranda, and his eyes projected disbelief:

You don't count, my eldest lady!

Gu chuckled, but the next sentence made the two of them stunned at the same time: "No." ”

Miranda frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The information you want to ask, what swordsmen are fighting, I haven't heard of it. Gu shook his head:

"For the sake of the gold coins, you can change the question. ”

Miranda turned her head in thought.

"Are there any new, strange swordsmen around there?" Cohen muttered, remembering what he had just seen, "By the way, I seem to have seen a swordsman with two swords......"

Gu stared.

Two swords.

Strange swordsman.

He sighed slightly in his heart.

Could it be you?

"No," Gu calmly put away the gold coins, lowered his head and continued to be busy with the things at hand: "Okay, the limit is used up, you can go." ”

The two of them were stunned.

The vigilante and the eldest lady glanced at each other inexplicably.

Miranda's eyes were full of exasperation, and Cohen spread his hands.

Equivalent exchange ...... This principle does not work everywhere.

"You-" Miranda was about to speak, but was interrupted by Cohen's pull.

The blonde vigilante exhaled and smiled.

The next second, Cohen threw a punch and slammed it on the window frame.

"Boom!"

Gu raised his head and looked at him with an unkind expression.

"I know that in many tense places, such as on the battlefield, whether it's a bar or a shop, there is a rule," Cohen curled the corners of his mouth and looked at Gu with a cold face, full of sincerity: "It's called 'First Lesson', right?"

Gu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Newcomers and outsiders will be tricked the first time, lose some money, and learn a lesson. Cohen tapped lightly on the window frame.

At the same time, I also tested the details of the newcomer. The strong and the hard backstage will come back to the field and shake hands and make peace, and the weaker ones will be polite next time." ”

Cohen tilted his head and leaned against the window, smiling.

He learned what he had just done and whistled:

"Therefore, as a boss, you generally have to have a good eye. ”

"Don't find the wrong person. ”

Miranda looked at Cohen with a veteran ruffian look and smiled silently in her heart.

This idiot.

I also learned a lot on the Western Front.

"Oh," Gu squinted and curled the corners of his mouth, "So, are you strong or hard in the background?"

"Maybe it's both?" Cohen exhaled helplessly, flashing the sword at his waist, "Now that you've received the money......." ”

Gu Qing shook his head: "I have already given you an answer." ”

That's not a satisfactory answer, it's perfunctory. Miranda said coldly, "We don't want to come hard." ”

Gu raised his eyebrows.

It can be seen from the actions that both of them are ruthless characters.

The man is probably a warrior who is good at frontal assault and battlefield techniques, and the woman is ......

Strange, not recognizable.

The guys along the street are not blind - thieves, beggars, liars, should not dare to touch them.

However......

"Again, we're looking for a group of strange swordsmen, super up and down," Cohen smiled, "It's related to the arms black market, and it's ruthless, compared to the average swordsman...... Probably slightly stronger. ”

Gu took a breath and sighed softly.

A strange group of swordsmen.

Really.

I almost thought I was looking for you.

Black sword.

The next moment, in the eyes of Miranda and Cohen, the Far Easterner smiled helplessly.

"Urad is more familiar with black market trading than me, but what about the group of people you're looking for......"

"Okay," Gu smiled as he calmly pulled out the boning knife on the board: "...... here"

"There are indeed a few strange people...... If you have a bad temper, don't get close to ......"

"The kind of ...... that holds a sword and uses the power of the end"

Miranda and Cohen exchanged glances with each other. (To be continued.) )