Under the dim lights that never go out, the soldiers brutally escorted Tails and Little Slipper, who had their hands tied behind their backs, into the cell next to Cohen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏw?w?w・・

Listening to the sound of the thick iron door being locked, Tails whispered a few words of comfort to the little slippery head of the six gods, then turned his head and looked around through the fence.

Cell, how do you feel that I am so attached to this place?

The only prisoners bound were three people, Wya, and a man and a woman hidden in the darkness, all staring at Tails in disbelief.

However, there were six guards, and they stared intently at the prisoners in the cells, their expressions fierce and vigilant.

Tails clenched his hand behind his back slightly, and his heart was gloomy: his dagger had been taken away.

He gave up the driest corner of the cell to the little slipper, and sat down against the wall on the damp, dirty floor.

"Why are you here, Wya?" Tails asked cautiously as he looked at the young man in the cell across from him, and asked solemnly, "What about Putira, Rolf, and the rest of the Mission?"

Are they all ......

Waiya's face darkened.

"Me and the mute, Lord Edda, and a few soldiers have been sent out to search for you, Your Highness," said the prince's attendant, whose face was covered in bruises and bruises, and his clothes were torn, "as for Mr. Putira, he must still be waiting for news from us at Valhalla. ”

Tails frowned and began to think.

"No talk," said a tall leader-like guard, who walked to their cell with his sword in his sword, in a bad tone, "Do you want me to teach you how to shut up?"

Wyaya looked at him resentfully, clenching her teeth.

Tails ignored him, only to see the second prince raise his head and continue to ask, "Then how did you get caught......

Waiya was about to answer, but he was interrupted.

"Boom!"

With the cacophony of metal grinding, the guard unceremoniously drew a blade.

I saw him grasp the hilt of the sword at his waist and interrupt Tails coldly: "Little ghost, I warned you......"

"No talking!"

Slippery turned pale with fright, and she moved behind Tails and nudged the prince on the back with her shoulder, motioning for him to say no more.

Tails sighed.

He slowly stood up from the wall and looked directly at the guard.

"Exeters?"

The tall guard was slightly stunned:

"What?"

Tails looked at the leader-looking guard calmly, as if trying to see through his eyes.

"I'm asking you," the second prince said lightly, "Are you from Exeter, soldier?"

The guards in patrol attire frowned.

"You've been sent to guard me," Tails shook his head slowly, and he looked around at the soldiers around him, "So, you're insiders?"

"Including leaving no way back, no matter what sacrifices, all the way from the Black Sand Territory to this place, following the Rumba to kill your king?"

When the other five guards heard this, they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at each other, their expressions different.

The guard, who was also like the leader, suddenly turned a little ugly.

"Kill the king?"

The prisoner in the next cell, a blonde young man, opened his mouth wide in surprise: "So what Chloesch said is true,......"

"Shut up, Cohen. A young girl in the opposite cell coldly interrupted him.

Tails heard some familiar female voices, and his heart moved, and he looked at the young girl.

She was......

The atmosphere in the cell became solemn.

"You," the leader of the guards grimened face, his eyes full of mixed emotions, and his brow twitched, "You don't know anything, little ghost. w?w?w・・”

"But you know for yourself," Tails stared straight into his eyes, without flinching, "when you took up your arms and walked into Longxiao City, when you saw the king's body, were you so at ease, without any obstacles?"

The two guards looked uncertain, and they turned their heads one after another, no longer looking this way.

"Enough, self-righteous prince," the leader of the guard noticed his subordinates' movements, his face changed, and his expression struggled a little: "If you think this is the case, we will ......"

"I'm not asking anything of you," Tails shook his head slightly, sighing, "Maybe you're all forced to do what you're told...... But, after all, you are Northlanders. ”

"And that's not how the Northland should be. ”

The guard's expression froze, and mixed emotions flashed in his eyes.

Tails raised his head again, his eyes clear at the leader of the guards, "I only ask for one thing. ”

The leader of the guards pursed his lips and stared at Tails, frowning slightly.

"Before I was executed as a murderer," Tails sighed, his expression darkened:

"Let me talk to them for a while. ”

The leader of the guards fixed his gaze in the air, and his hand pressed and pressed on the sword that was half unsheathed.

After a few seconds, as if coming to his senses, he turned his head to look at his colleagues and subordinates.

But everyone else had already turned their heads away, with different expressions.

Finally, the leader of the guards snorted coldly.

"Khooth!"

He put away his sword, closed his eyes and turned away, like his colleagues, ignoring Tails.

Tails let out a deep breath.

"Thank you," the second prince said sincerely, with a tired expression, "from the Northlands." ”

The aches hit him, and he wanted to sit down slowly against the wall.

But the prince's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the little slippery head beside him, and the poor girl shrank back into the corner, looking distractedly at the empty ground.

Tails' heart darkened.

Thinking of the predicament he was in, Tails shook his head, pulled himself together, and moved to the fence.

It's not over yet.

Can't take a break.

"What is this place?" Tails leaned against the thick wooden fence, observing everything around him.

Compared to the dungeons of the Vine Manor, this cell seems to be relatively rudimentary, with only two unextinguished lamps and a small amount of eternal oil burning.

Odd.

"I don't know, Your Highness," Waiya's face appeared behind the cell opposite, full of anxiety and anger: "We, we were ambushed and then covered with our heads......"

Tails frowned slightly: "'We'?" you mean ......?"

Before Tails could continue, in the next cell, a handsome young man who had been chained to death had already struggled to move his head.

"Your Highness!"

The poor prisoner seemed to be enduring excruciating pain, and he gasped, "Your Highness Tails, I am Cohen, Cohen Karabiyan. ”

"You may not know me, but I'm the royal capital, I mean the guard officer and patrol leader of Eternal Star City......"

Tails looked at his face, a scene from the past in his mind.

Kalabyan.

It's him.

But how could he ......

"I know you, from the Twin Towers Longsword Clan," Tails looked thoughtfully at Cohen, his gaze brushing over his blonde hair, "I remember that you were in the Hall of the Stars, almost your father got into a fight. ”

Cohen's face froze, and he forgot the sharp pain in his right arm.

That was his first impression on the heir to the kingdom?

"It is an honor to see you again, as well as your squire, the honorable second prince, His Royal Highness Tyres," Cohen glanced at the disdainful snort of Waiya with a depressed face, and looked listlessly at the little girl behind Tails, "And this young lady must be ......"

"Uh," Cohen frowned, looked at Tails's age, and then looked at the girl's age, and said suspiciously, "Her Royal Highness, Princess?"

The girl across from Cohen raised an eyebrow and laughed.

Tails' expression twitched.

Little Slippery looked nervously at Tails with a sad face.

Looking at his companion's laughter, Cohen reacted embarrassedly: "That's right, you're not old yet......"

"Ahem," Tails frowned, "thank you for your concern, Lord Kalabyan." ”

Cohen, grim-faced, struggled to raise his head and gave the prince a friendly smile.

"As for you, Miss Arend in the Broken Dragon Fortress," Tails turned his head and looked at the light-armored black-haired woman diagonally opposite, and couldn't help but sigh, "I guess you're not here for sightseeing, right?"

Miranda Arende, who was embarrassed, still looked unapologetic, only to see her turn her head and say indifferently at the sound of chains: "Just like you, Your Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Tails looked at Miranda in a daze, and then at Cohen.

They......

Heir to House Aarond in the North......

"You two," he said, taking a deep breath and turning his brain again, "do you know what kind of trouble you're getting into?"

"I've heard a little," Miranda's cold voice came, "the king of Exeter has been assassinated?"

"It's not just an assassination," Tails nodded, exhaling a breath with an ugly face: "The king has died. ”

Several of the guards in the cell glanced at them unconsciously, and were glared back with the fierce eyes of the leader.

Miranda frowned, and Waiya's eyes widened.

Cohen closed his eyes and put his head back on the ground, his tone remorseful: "I knew ......"

The little slippery head in the corner of the cell shook slightly as he remembered the scene of King Nunn's death.

"So," the female swordsman's voice continued through the fence, "what happened?"

Tails glanced at Xiao Slippery and sighed slightly, then turned to the three who were staring at him with burning eyes.

"I only know part of the truth," Tails frowned, "and now ......"

He raised his head and looked at the three of them, his face solemn: "I need you to tell me exactly what happened to you, whether it is the cause or the effect. ”

"It starts with why you're in the Northlands. ”

Ten minutes later.

"Caslan Rumba?"

Tails couldn't hide the consternation on his face, nor could he suppress the volume of exclamations, even the six guards glanced at him.

The prince's hesitant gaze circled back and forth between the gloomy Cohen and the dignified Miranda.

The old man in the tavern.

It looks so reassuring.

And also......

His character, the kind of compassion and open-mindedness in him, is not quite like the performance of a hypocritical villain.

Huaiya glared, "The old man in the tavern? isn't he the former commander of the White Blade Guard, and he has a great reputation." ”

"It's a surprise, isn't it," Miranda's voice was still steady, but there was a suppressed emotion out of thin air: "He is rumored to have a bad relationship with Chaman Rumba, I thought he had always been loyal to the Walton family......"

"Old man with a beast's heart," Cohen struggled to his feet in disgriet, grinning again, "I don't even have my right arm to catch it, I know he's uneasy and kind......"

"You are the most intimate with him, and you still hook up when you meet. Miranda's cold words immediately punctured Cohen's lie and made the latter look embarrassed.

Tails stared blankly at the ground, and some of the things in his memory began to become clear.

"No," Tails breathed slowly, his eyes brightening brighter, "Caslan, this explains a lot of mysteries. ”

"Nicolas told me that he learned from an old friend of the White Guards that it was the Sword of Calamity that assassinated me under the fortress," Tails' gaze condensed to the point of his journey before entering Dragon's Sky, "However, Grand Duke Piffet told me before King Nunn broke his neck that it was the Shadow Shield that assassinated me. ”

The 'old friend' Nicolai was talking about was probably Kaslan.

Cohen and Miranda were both stunned.

"Shadow Shield?" Cohen frowned, "So they're back?"

Tails shook his head, not answering the vigilante officer's question.

He had to get to the point.

Wyah glanced at Cohen with displeasure.

"The Sword of Calamity is a lie and a pretense made up by Kaslan and Chamanrumba to lure you here in the name of the Tower of End," Tails muttered as Cohen was embarrassed to find that no one was talking, "to be exact, to bring you, Miss Arend, heir to the Duke of the Guardian of the North." ”

Miranda sighed.

"That's right, Chloehi just sent back the news, and she doesn't have the right to decide who to send to the Tower of End," Cohen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "But Kaslan can be a close friend of Master Shao, and he can completely suggest and even specify the person he wants." ”

"If it is normal for the nobles of the northern realm of the stars to secretly enter Longxiao City, then it is fine," Huaiya took over the topic with a deep groan: "But at the moment of the king's assassination, the suspicious Xingchen people were caught, and the heir of the Duke of the Northern Realm who secretly infiltrated Longxiao City was caught, then the nature of the matter was ......."

"The perfect scapegoat," Miranda whispered, "is much more convincing than a weak young prince trying to assassinate the king." ”

"Not only that," Tails took a deep breath, the picture in his eyes becoming clearer, "Wya's right, you're still the heir of the North. ”

The second prince narrowed his eyes, remembering Val Arlunde's hysteria in the Fuxing Palace: "South of the Broken Dragon Fortress, the northern realm of the stars that Rumba dreamed of. ”

"When Rumba conspired with the Duke of Val, he was determined to win the northern realm of the stars. ”

Several people fell silent.

Cohen blinked, as if trying to sort out the clues, Miranda stared at the chains on her body, and Waiya bit her lip tightly.

"Chaman Rumba, he never gave up his thirst for the North. ”

"I'm a scapegoat, but you, Miss Arend," Tails sighed slowly, "As the most orthodox heir to the North after the Duke of Vaal was imprisoned, you are not just a scapegoat, or even a scapegoat. ”

"Not a scapegoat?" Cohen was startled and struggled to his feet in pain, "What does this mean?"

Tails looked up, his mind clearer.

"Consider, the venerable Duke Val Arende who has been framed and imprisoned by the starry King Kessel," the prince said softly, "and his daughter, seeing the heir, went to Exter for help, trying to get justice and reclaim all that belonged to Aarend." ”

"It happened that the Prince of the Stars assassinated the king of Exeter. ”

"Chaman Rumba, he's really keeping his promise," Tails sighed slowly, his face full of helplessness, "It seems that the cooperation agreement between him and Val Arlender is ......"

"It's still valid. ”

"And you, Miss Arend," Tails sighed, "you are the ...... in the upcoming negotiations or war between the stars and dragons that will affect the ownership of the North."

"Max stack. ”