Rolf, the former Star of Hope of the Blood Vials and the only super-level master among the Twelve Supremes, experienced hell and despair, and finally reunited with Tails a month later. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Congratulations, you've struggled through it after all," Tails smiled and nodded, "Didn't lose to this damn world." ”

Rolf shuddered slightly, and opened his mouth suddenly, his fleshy throat trembling slightly, but he could only let out a cloud of inexplicable grunts.

He also knew that he couldn't say anything now.

Faced with such a situation, Tails didn't know how to react for a while.

"It's okay, what do you have to say......" he scratched his head, "just write it down with a pen." ”

Rolf's eyes darkened.

"We tried," Gilbert sighed, "he couldn't read—he couldn't even write his own name except numbers." ”

Hearing this, Rolf closed his eyes and lowered his head.

Tails was a little embarrassed.

He almost forgot that Rolf was a gangster eater, and Tails, who had been a beggar, knew that most of the people who would join the gangs had unfortunate circumstances, and they begged for a living in illegal activities every day, and naturally they had little chance of receiving a decent education.

But the next moment, under Tails' surprised gaze, Rolf gritted his teeth, struggled with crutches, lowered his crippled body, and headed towards the short, thin Tails......

Bow deeply.

Tails sighed:

"Okay, your thanks, I really received them. ”

Rolf looked up, trembling, and looked at Tails.

"What are your plans for the future? Is there any other place to go? I don't recommend going back to the Blood Vial Gang ......"

Rolf shuddered slightly.

Back to the blood vial gang, back to the eldest sister's head...... Back to Catherine's men?

He looked at his leg and looked pained.

Moreover, there is Nekra......

The thought of the enemy stabbing him in the back made Rolf's eyes glow.

After a few seconds, Rolf exhaled with his ability and shook his head gloomily.

Tails looked at him steadily.

"Alright," the traverser smiled, "then you can stay with me for now...... should be able to support you. ”

Rolf's eyes lit up.

The boy ...... In addition to being his savior, his identity also has a lot of background......

"Gilbert," Tails turned his head to look at Earl Cassel, "how long are we left before we leave for Exeter?"

"Depending on the time of contact between the crow and Longxiao City, at least three days," Gilbert said with a smile, "One week at most, Your Highness." ”

"That should be enough. ”

Tails nodded, and then he looked at Rolf:

"In the past few days, during the day, you can come to my study. ”

Rolf looked surprised.

I saw the boy who had always been confident and optimistic, and in a desperate predicament, let him choose "relief or struggle", with a smile on his face:

"I'll teach you how to read, and by the way, how to speak with gestures. ”

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Thirty-one-year-old Jenard, the captain of the city defense team belonging to the Dongcheng District Alert Department, collapsed in the dungeon of the Grass Manor, panting.

He was bruised and bruised, bound by heavy chains, unable to move.

But a voice in his heart told him that he must not ...... Never open your mouth.

No matter how these nobles' henchmen tortured and beat him, no matter how they threatened and lured......

No matter how much they wanted to know, what was the origin of the cavalry that appeared outside the Vine Manor in Dongcheng District that night,

He had to grit his teeth.

After the meeting, Jenard relieved himself of the task of maintaining order in the Starry Gathering Square, and only the next morning, his boss came to Dongcheng District with a group of security officers, and he was on duty.

In front of him and all his soldiers, his superiors read out the indictment against Generd: someone reported him for taking bribes while on duty in the East City District.

Jenard immediately sighed.

Not because this is a false accusation, but because, in Dongcheng District, it has long been a well-established custom and custom to collect tips from the hands of nobles, and every soldier of the city guard, and even the officers of the guards, will collect such tips, and the guard department also knows it - they will take a cut and take oil and water every time - this is the only extra money that Jenard can get for his group of low-paid members.

Why was he the only one to be reported? His soldiers were also shocked.

But how could Jenard, who has been in Dongcheng District for almost twelve years, not know that he has probably offended a big man.

With ten vigilantes watching, Jenard only had time to treasure and maintain his sword for twelve years, and he was reluctant to leave his sword--it was Duke of Star Lake's unarmed after the Great Retreat in the Walla Corridor, so he casually untied it and handed it to him ("Exchange this for the flour in your hand, because you, at least we have a full meal to eat.") -- Duke John), with the emblem of the nine-pointed star on it, gave it to one of the lads whom he liked best, and was put into the carriage with his hands and feet chained, and with his head covered, and led to a manor.

The carriage turned around, but Jenard had been patrolling Dongcheng District for more than ten years, and when he was a soldier, he had not lost the habit of observing and remembering the road that he had developed in the Starlight Legion, so how could he not recognize it, this is what he has to pass through three times a day on patrol, Cavendier's vineyard manor?

A group of men who looked like soldiers tortured Jenard for two whole days.

Not for anything else.

Just to ask, the group of cavalry, the group of cavalry that broke into the East City at night, and maybe even broke into the Cavendier family's vineyard manor......

What the hell is the origin?

But Jenard can't say.

He couldn't say.

Not for anything else.

Just for, that group of cavalry, they ...... From the ...... of the Nine Pointed Star Bright Star Royalty.

It was John's nine-pointed star, the nine-pointed star of Duke Xinghu, the nine-pointed star of the Starlight Legion, and the nine-pointed star that the ignorant Jenard had fought hard and fought tirelessly under his banner.

How many of his comrades are there!

Twelve years ago, he wandered numbly on the war-torn land, in the cold, hunger, pain, and suffering, and every day he was stunned to see murder, arson, rape, and robbery.

Until Jenard entered the city stupidly, and at the moment of dizziness with hunger, he walked towards the recruiting office in ignorance.

Until he met the Duke, the witty, confident, optimistic, and approachable Duke of Star Lake, and his Starlight Legion.

A nineteen-year-old peasant boy who was often bullied, stupid, and unable to survive, learned unity and cooperation for the first time, learned selfless sacrifice for the first time, was recognized and appreciated for the first time, was taught to read and write for the first time, raised a sword and shouted for victory for the first time, sang around the bonfire for the first time, and made up his mind to break off for his comrades for the first time.

Also, for the first time, he understood that there were more important things in the world than having enough to eat and to live in.

There, he felt more like a man than a wild beast that cared only for food.

The Duke's Starlight Legion, the Duke's personal guard, was his home, his home, his all, the place he thought he would fight for the rest of his life.

Until the tragedy of Sodara, until the shameful and hateful betrayal, until the despicable and lowly sneak attack, until the cowardly arrow.

Until the duke, who lay peacefully among all the guards, and wept in remorse and anger throughout the legion, admonished them to "take care of yourselves", and then smiled with tears in his eyes, and died with his eyes closed.

It's all them, it's their personal guards' fault, it's their personal guards' sins.

If only we had found out earlier...... If only I had reacted a little faster...... Then the Duke will not ...... Our home won't ......

Therefore, when the group of soldiers of the noble family insulted, pressed, beaten, and threatened him with disdain, and asked Jenard to tell the identity of the group of cavalrymen who also belonged to the nine-pointed star.

Gennard felt that his unyielding strength, his gritted teeth, his silence, and his bruised and dying were all a form of atonement.

At least this can make his soul feel better after 12 years of guilt, remorse, and self-blame, and let him repay some of his guilt and regret more or less after 12 years of lifeless and insensitive.

This is all for the former "home", for the duty of the duke's personal guard that he always remembers even if he is no longer there.

"My master is just trying to be sure of something," said the gray-haired old man, who asked him calmly outside the cell door again:

"As to the identity of those horsemen - that's all, I swear by the honor of my master, who is not prepared to be against them. ”

Jenard gritted his teeth.

"Who will see your persistence? In the same way, no one will see your weakness. Just give us a little bit of information - even a little bit and no one will know. ”

Jenard continued to grit his teeth.

"We know you must know something—your soldiers say they don't have flags or insignia, so is it someone you know? a former comrade-in-arms?

Jenard still gritted his teeth.

The gray-haired old man sighed and left the dungeon.

Jenard let go of his teeth, gasping for breath and falling limply to the ground.

He got through it again.

But unbeknownst to him, Ashford, the old butler of the Cavendier family, came to the upper floor of the Vineyard Manor, and bowed respectfully to his young master, the Duke of the Southbank, Jenn Cavendier:

"I've already asked, that group of cavalry is from the Bright Star family. ”

Jenn turned from the blood-filled window with a playful expression:

"I thought he wouldn't be able to open his mouth all the time?"

"There are some things that can be asked without the other party opening their mouths," Ashford said expressionlessly, "Jenard was born in the Starlight Legion, and was even once the Duke of Starlake, John Bright Star, that is, the personal guard of the Starlight God of War himself. ”

Jenn's eyes rolled, thoughtful.

Ashford nodded slightly: "It can be seen that he is an excellent and tough soldier - if there is anything in that group of cavalry that can make him die without speaking, it must have something to do with his service experience." ”

"I suspect that he, who has a lot of experience in military and warfare, saw through the origin of the unmarked cavalry - out of the affection of his comrades who were also born in the Starlight Legion in the past, he insisted on keeping the secret for those people. ”

Jenn looked at his old butler for a few seconds.

Finally, he sighed:

"So, the only one who fits the description is the Bright Star Private Soldier in the Mindis Hall - and the new prince has returned to the Mindis Hall directly and openly after yesterday. ”

"The secret treasure of the Mindis Hall is missing?"

Jenn shook his head and chuckled:

"Hmph, I'm afraid that the so-called secret treasure that disappeared in the Mindis Hall before is the new prince! Nekra caught that little ghost and brought it to the Vine Manor...... So they simply broke into the door and secretly robbed people. ”

"You know, Ashford, we have held the fate of the kingdom in our hands twice, twice!" Jenn tilted his head and closed his eyes, "As a result, he escaped." ”

Ashford hung his head indifferently and said nothing.

Half a day.

"Treat the wounds of that Starlight Legion. Jenn said coldly.

Ashford looked up, puzzled.

"You know, that little imp, I owe him once, anyway......" Jenn clenched his fists and said with fire in his eyes, "and I don't want to hesitate to attack him." ”

Jenn turned around and left the bloody manor without hesitation.

"You know what, sir. ”

Behind him, Ashford smiled mysteriously: "You're looking more and more like the boss." ”

Jenn didn't look back, and replied disdainfully:

"And then be as stupid as he is, plotted by his relatives, unknowingly, with his throat cut in his own bedroom?"

Ashford shook his head slightly, sighing deeply.

He lowered his head and reported something else:

"My lord, the news from the Emerald City...... Miss Healai she ......"

Ashford looked at his master's face and stopped talking.

Jenn's footsteps paused.

The young duke took a breath, as if preparing for something.

"Say," he said, in a cold tone, "what inexplicable has my twelve-year-old, lovely, stupid sister done?" ”

After hearing this, Ashford bowed deeply and said cautiously:

"Miss Cele, she has gone to the Duchy of Thera five days ago, under the escort of Lord Cassion, and no one of her men dared to stop her. ”

Jenn tilted his head to look at Ashford.

"After the assassination of the Grand Duke, the Duchy of Thera was torn apart?" he looked puzzled and frowned, "Isn't there a plague in that place recently?"

"The outward narrative is that she's going to help the people who are suffering from the plague," Ashford bowed slightly, "but the suspicion is that she found out about that organization." ”

That organization?

Jenn's face suddenly turned cold like frost and snow, and his face twitched, as if he thought of something unbearable.

Until he erupted violently.

"Isn't it enough that she killed her own parents!"

The duke's voice was full of anger and hatred: "What kind of disaster do you want to bring back to Cavendier, bring back this home!"

Ashford didn't speak.

After more than ten seconds, Jenn exhaled fiercely.

After all, he still waved his sleeves.

"Send more people to keep her safe. Jenn closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "There are ...... Guarantee that her identity is kept secret, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not leaked......"

His voice trembled, and he used three absolutes.

Ashford nodded slightly, and empathetically, walked out of the manor hall before the duke.

After the butler's figure was gone, Jenn trembled and held on to the pillar.

Boom!

He punched hard and slammed the upstairs!

Then Duke Iris leaned his head deep into the column.

He exhaled in pain.

Previous negligence and failure...... No second time is allowed......

I can't fall.

Can't fall down!

I have to be king.

Have to.

Only to become the supreme king......

Only the power to control the entire kingdom of the stars......

Otherwise...... Healai ......

Who else in this world can protect you?

Protection...... You're like that?

―――――――――――

Mindis Hall, cellar.

"Congratulations, my ally, His Highness Tails, Second Prince. "The blood clan over four hundred years old, the refugees of the Night Country, the silver-haired and red-eyed Lori Serena, looked at Tails with a complicated expression.

"The cheers of the Star Gathering Square can be heard clearly here. ”

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it...... The distance from Stargathering Square to here ......," Tails said helplessly, squinting his eyes.

"In short, the covenant of the puppets is one step closer. ”

Serena interrupted him without blushing (Tails doubted: did she really have the attribute of "blushing"?), and continued, "Now, just wait for when Li can be crowned king, and then come to help the puppet reclaim the throne - rest assured, the puppet will do everything in his power to help him." ”

Under the light that was not extinguished, Tails's face turned pale.

All you can to help me?

It was as if I were not the only heir to the kingdom, and I would not be able to inherit the kingdom without your help.

Instead, her rival and rival, the "Weeper" of the Night Realm, the Queen of the Night......

Tails only felt that his head was big.

He took a sip in his heart: the old witch who is careful and takes advantage of everything.

I'm crowned, you're reinstated?

Old witch, can we change the order?

But he still didn't complain after all.

"In that case, you've probably heard about it," Tails coughed dryly, "I'm going to Exeter in the near future." ”

Serena nodded, smiling mysteriously.

This short-lived imp.

Think I don't know what you're up to?

"Before I leave, I will entrust you to ...... Uh, father......" Tails carefully considered his words.

"Walk with me. ”

Thiel continued to nod, thinking about the next wording: "...... You are at least a national dignitary, and he will definitely not slack off......"

"Even if you go with it. ”

Tails' voice grew quieter.

"What?" he said, furrowed, confused.

"Even say, even want to be with Li," Selina smiled, this red-eyed girl who seemed to be six or seven years old (hey, wasn't she only five or six years old last time I saw it?—Tails), and said with a leaky mouth, "Even if you have a monthly blood supply clause, don't you?"

Tails groaned in his heart.

"And, of course, allies can't be too far apart -- and even ensure their safety. ”

The traverser rolled his eyes again.

Stay with me - keep yourself safe!

His worst fears happened.

At this moment, however, Gilbert's voice came from outside the door:

"Good day, three...... Mr. Corleone, Mr. Corleone, and Miss Corleone...... It's dutiful - Jorah, relax. ”

Immediately, there was a knock on the door outside the cellar.

"Sorry to interrupt your discussions, Your Highness Tails, Your Highness Corleone. Count Cassel's voice came through the door:

"But...... Sooner than expected...... Exeter's reply arrived. ”