Several scruffy figures appeared one after another, skimming past the panting Tails, either curiously or intriguedly, before facing the enemy without hesitation.

Isolate the prince from the battlefield.

Tails grinned as he held on to his sword.

Never get lost.

This was one of the most precious gifts Tails had received since escaping from Dragon's Sky: even in the Black Cell, Tails could truly sense that they were on the eighteenth floor of the basement, still far from the lowest level of Sachael, but not far from the other group of prisoners.

As Tails cursed the first sentence seemingly in a fit of rage, the boy was actually skeptical that Fastrope would understand what he meant.

[Fuck off! This is the eighteenth underground floor, use your bad brains, where else can I hide?] - Where else can I hide "people" on the eighteenth basement floor?

It turns out that Fast Rope, who has been fighting alone for six years, has enough wit and a strong desire to survive, and he reacts quickly to understand Tails's code:

[But I can't help it, have you forgotten, I'm just a crappy thief who can't even open the door!] - the cell where the guards prisoners are hidden?

After the first step of communication was completed, Tails was able to safely smash the strange-shaped alchemy tower key in his hand to the fast rope, and the communication between them hidden in a few words was logical:

[Stop being a thief in the shadows!Be a dignified, robber who breaks down the door, hey!] - Don't worry about the door, take this key and open the lock directly!

"Robbers, to put it mildly, I don't know how to be a robber...... - but how to use this key?

[Don't understand, don't you understand, won't you fucking ask?] - ask the prisoner inside, stupid!

Thinking back to Fang Cai's precarious predicament, Tails shook his head self-deprecatingly.

The situation in the field gradually emerged from the sudden chaos and became clear.

"Bang!"

The sturdy prisoner who was the first to burst into battle withstood a scimitar, let out an incomprehensible grunt, and slammed his feet into the air in a hard-hitting blast.

He never seemed to stop, slamming his arms into the mercenaries with the weapons he had snatched, and wherever he went, the Sword of Calamity flipped on his back, but Tails noticed that he was very particular about the angle of his ramming, and each time he paid the least price for the greatest result.

The unprepared mercenaries roared angrily, but he simply disrupted the formation and couldn't organize a decent multi-person defense line.

"That's Saul Brie, the youngest son of Viscount Brie's family, and he seems to have regressed a lot—much more than he used to be. ”

The lazy voice from before sounded, as if there was nothing to do.

"He used to be in the Guard's wing, following Tony to keep His Highness safe. ”

Escort wings?

Tails looked back curiously, and saw that it was the man who had just smiled at him: he was standing beside him, playing with a sword he had just snatched, and seemed determined not to go anywhere.

But the prisoners of the royal guard were basically sloppy, and the prince did not remember who it was for a moment.

In the distance, the sturdy Thor Brie roared again at the cost of a shoulder scratch and overturned a mercenary who was trying to sneak up on him.

"But as you can see, Brie is as ruthless as a bear, and we all think he should go to the vanguard wing - but the second prince brought a sharp knife with Sosa when he went north, and he didn't take him, perhaps because he talked a lot of nonsense. ”

In the midst of the fierce battle, the lazy voice continued, and Tails suddenly remembered: this voice seemed to be the one who had been singing in prison before-

Footsteps are ringing!

The prince's eyebrows moved: a figure approached the speaker's back and rushed towards them.

"Small—"

But before Tails could be reminded in a hurry, this lazy man turned around with short shoulders like a long eye behind his back, just right to avoid a knife light coming from the side!

He fended off his enemy's second blow, kicked them in the knee neatly, and swung his sword the moment the mercenary lost his balance!

Bring out a handful of neck blood in the air.

Tails' reminder choked in his mouth.

The lazy man turned his head, wiped the blood from his chin, and bared his front teeth at Tails as if nothing happened:

"Fortunately, Your Highness, I'm Tay Naki. ”

"Honorary Earl of Eternal Star City, son of Davon Naki. ”

Naki pointed at himself, his expression lazy, and even the sin on his left jaw was set off less hideous:

"Please be sure to familiarize yourself with me, and if you can, you'd better ......"

Tails was stunned for a moment, but was interrupted by another sharp and caustic voice.

"Ty Naki, one of the most boring idlers in the Guardian Wing. ”

It was another man, and he walked past the two of them, revealing a sharp, eerie eye under his long hair, staring at Naki viciously, looking rather intimidating:

"If you stay with him for a long time, you'll be out of luck. ”

Naki stopped, rubbing his nose helplessly

Tails raised an eyebrow, and saw that the mean man was holding a dart from nowhere, facing a sword of calamity with a shield, but he was cautious and did not make a move until the other party rushed viciously, and he nimbly flashed to the side.

The mercenary with the shield passed by him, and then his neck crooked, like a mountain collapsing!

"Plop!"

The mercenary froze to the ground, breathing gradually stopped.

He stared at the mean man in front of him, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Tails was taken aback, only to realize that the deceased had a dart pierced around his neck at some point.

The mean man who threw the dart crouched down, quickly stripped away the enemy's leather armor and weapons, and threw them far away to his companions who did not have weapons, not even the darts stuck in the corpses:

"Speaking of which, Naki, why don't you come and help?"

Naki shrugged his shoulders unconsciously, and remarkedly:

"Defending is my job......"

The mean man gave Naki a vicious glare, and the darts in his hand were fired again, taking out one of the enemies behind him for Brie, who was charging forward.

Seeing that the other party turned around and joined the battlefield, the idler Naki frowned, raised his hand to block his mouth, and whispered to Tails in a complaining tone:

"That's Sass Nye, the damn second logistics officer...... Look at the way he kills, full of the door-slashing demeanor of the logistics wing......"

"When we used to go out on the field, he always found us the worst hotel, you know, the kind of beer that drank like horse urine, the bards sang like pigs, the bed slept like a cutting board, and the girl touched it like a big man's broken shop......"

Tails could only raise an eyebrow.

In the noisy sound, the scuffle lasted no more than a dozen seconds.

The mercenaries were suddenly attacked and lost their leader, but the experienced ones seemed to quickly adjust, organized a counterattack, and surrounded Tails, and the sturdy Brie who was at the front immediately slowed down, and Nai's footsteps were also hindered.

But this was enough time for the rest of the prisoners to get their weapons and arm themselves.

A guard prisoner with a lot of hair and a "wild man" took the axe thrown by Nai from afar, and reflexively threw an axe!

The moment it intersected with the enemy's blade, the axe in the hand of the "wild man" trembled!

His enemies grinned.

This is their special finishing power, as long as ......

Tails was startled when he saw this, and then he remembered an important thing!

"Beware, their ...... of end"

However, before Tails could speak, the "wild man" pounced on him and crashed into the arms of his enemies!

In the eyes of the enemy, the "wild man" fought to cut him down with his wounds, and then got up again, and smashed back the other with the handle of an axe.

His recklessness and toughness choked Tails' worried words in his mouth.

"Attention!"

The "wildling" roared and reminded his companions, "There's something wrong with their finishing power - it's the traitors of the Terminator!"

"Sword of Calamity!"

The mercenaries shook in unison, as if they were a little surprised that their details had been revealed.

"Don't entangle with them, go straight to the point, and take it down with one blow!"

As the other prisoners responded, the fierce and tough "Savage" faced the next enemy.

"Oh, this guy who is so hard to talk that he can't speak, Luton Belletti," Tails' side, Naki, who looked like a flawless man, began to babble again: "A distant descendant of the famous Belletti family. ”

"Alas, he used to be a good man, and he ate with us until he died......"

Ever?

"Until the old captain unexpectedly promoted him to succeed Sakel as the commander of the Punishment Wing. ”

Hearing the name, Tails' heart sank.

Naki looked at Beretti from afar, who was standing in front of the enemy like a beast with fierce eyes, and shook his head as if singing:

"There is always such a kind of person who says that he will become a dog together, but he quietly boils his head......"

As he spoke, Naki's face suddenly changed!

He lunged at Tails with a step, knocking the prince down.

"Huh!"

Tails coughed and held himself to the ground, shocked to see an axe graze over their heads and smash against the wall.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. ”

Naki got up from the prince's body indifferently and patted the dust off his body, not in the slightest sense of being attacked by the throwing axe:

"We have someone in charge of this kind of sniper sneak attack......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Tails saw from a distance that the mercenary who had thrown the axe at them stared at him with a sharp blade piercing through his chest!

While he was still trembling and touching his chest, a pair of thin arms reached out from behind him, dragging him towards the corner, who was certain to die.

Tails saw clearly the guard prisoner who was stabbed in the back, the so-called "special person":

Although he was extremely skilled in dragging the corpse, his expression was shrunk, his eyes were frightened, and his body was rickety, sneaky, tiptoeing from side to side, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Tails recognized the horrified face.

It was the prisoner of the Guard who had heard the footsteps of the Shadow Shield in the darkness.

"That skinny monkey is Jonah Cannon, the Vanguard Wing's scout, responsible for gathering intelligence, delivering messages, detecting threats......" Naki laughed as he pulled the prince up from the ground and snorted at the cowering prisoner:

"A private soldier from the Bright Star family, the family is just a lord, but if you want to underestimate him because of this, he can cut your throat in the middle of the night......"

"If it weren't for the temporary cold, that guy would have joined the Starlight Legion and followed Duke John out to quell the rebellion. ”

There was a slight emotion in Naki's words.

Tails looked at the thin, stubby Cannon in amazement, and he grabbed one of his opponent's knives and threw it at the next man.

Another figure took the knife from Cannon and came into Tails' line of sight.

"Hahahaha!" the desolate laughter from earlier rang out again.

"The last time I swung my sword like this......"

This figure is very strange, holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, the sword light in his left hand is sharp, and the sword in his right hand is calm, and the offensive alternates back and forth, making people dazzled and dizzy.

"It's still in the Fuxing Palace......"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the prisoner, who was smiling in response, withdrew his sword, and his two opponents could not even make a decent counterattack, so they slowly collapsed over the fatal wounds on their thighs and necks, respectively.

He turned around, feverishly searching for his next target.

"This one who is laughing and laughing while doing it is Guti Tarding - the Tarding family is the dignitary of the Central Territory, one of the 'Seven Servants of the Bright Stars' like the Belletti family, his great-grandmother is even a princess, you can tell from his gorgeous moves. ”

Naki looked at the sword in his hand with envy and hatred, looking around for Tardin, who was fighting:

"But alas, our Guti Tarding rejected his father's 'evil scheme', and finally avoided the 'tragic fate' of inheriting the family business and becoming a happy rice worm, and ran to serve as a guard for noble love. ”

"Love?" Tails frowned.

"Yes, everyone knows that he was fascinated by Princess Constance......"

"One more nonsense, Naki," said Tardin, who seemed to be hearing well during the battle, without looking back:

"I'll be happy to help you get your kidneys in order!"

Naki bared his front teeth, smiling innocently at Tardin, and while he wasn't looking, he gave Tails a "See?" look.

Tails withdrew his gaze from the former royal guards.

Brie the "Bear" who rampages and disrupts the formation, Nai, the logistics officer who carefully darts to kill him, Beretti who tears through his opponent like a beast, Cannon, a scout who wanders around the corner, Tarding who dances with swords, and Naki, a lazy man who guards his side......

These six people, with different skills and styles, cooperated with each other to kill the swords of calamity three times their own, and they did not form a team.

Tails frowned.

That's what it is...... Eighteen years ago, the royal guard of the stars?

"We've stepped back a lot, if it had been before, the royal guards had formed a formation - ah, there's jerky!" Nakinu groaned, rummaging through a corpse on the ground.

Tails turned his gaze to the seventh.

The man in the field who was the calmest, calmest, and most special, just holding a pair of swords and shields, slowly walked through the center of the battlefield.

He was like a cold block of ice, motionless in the face of a dangerous situation, but as he passed by each pair of people who were fighting, he suddenly exploded, and his sword and shield burst out like ice and snow collapsing!

The man passed Brie, who was wrestling with the enemy, and the shield slammed down, striking the enemy in the knee, who retreated in agony, and was knocked down by Brie's hammer.

The third set of attack - cold attack.

Tails said silently.

The man passed Belletti, who was struggling with two men, and suddenly burst into the warband, shield against an enemy blade, and the sword pulled blood in the neck of the other.

The third set of defensive style - counterattack type.

Tails clenched his fists: This is obviously a defensive style!

The man staggered his foe by deflecting his shield to the point of staggering against a menacing foe, and then Nai's dart came out of thin air and sliced his throat.

The first set of guard poses-iron body pose.

Tails pursed his lips: it was the first form he had learned.

The man passed by a stout enemy, and the first blow was so strong that the long sword was out of his hand, but he took advantage of the situation to let go of the long sword, bullied into the other person's arms, climbed the shield with both hands and smashed it out angrily, and smashed the enemy's skull with the horns of the shield.

The sixth set of offensive and the second set of defensive - Surprise attack and thunderbolt?

Tails recognized the two forms together, and wondered if they could still be used in this way.

The bloodied man picked up the sword, and as soon as he turned around, a torch smashed into him!

Sparks splashed and burned his clothes.

The enemy took advantage of the situation and pounced ferociously.

Tails' heart tightened.

But the burning man did not retreat a step, but made an advance in the roar, facing the fire and the opponent's long sword, and swung a fierce shield strike!

"Bang!"

In the next second, the man's blade stabbed into the enemy's jaw, smashing the back of the opponent's head against the wall, and then pushed away the enemy sword that had scratched his arm, and slowly slapped off the sparks on his body.

The fifth set of attacking style - front-facing style?

No, it's a bit like the second set of attacks - flanks?

"Little Quill Barney," Naki sighed slightly as he noticed Tails' gaze:

After Nolanur followed Horace north, the old captain named him as acting chief pioneer officer. ”

"There's not much to say, one of the few people in the team, a Polar Master of the same level as Guard Officer Tony, Walker, and 'Skeleton', a person who is terribly paranoid. ”

"And you can see it...... He fights not by his body, but by his life, and he was as deadly as he was eighteen years later. ”

Quill Barney Jr.

Tails stared at the man with the sword and shield in his hand, watching him either cooperate with his companions or attack alone, taking down one person efficiently and quickly with every few steps.

Every fight is clean and quick.

There is no mud and water, and there is never an enemy.

Tails wondered inwardly.

Oh, yes.

It is also a Northland military swordsmanship.

But why, in the hands of the man in front of him, it is so ......

What about deadly?

"The Northland was once the most resilient barrier of the Empire, the gathering place of the first knights, and the origin of scattered human beings to fight against foreign enemies, and this set of swordsmanship is a testimony to an era full of war and blood, death and hope. ”

Unconsciously, a familiar voice came to me, steady and cold.

Tails frowned, staring at the murderous Barney Jr.

"No matter who taught you this set of swordsmanship......

"Seven offensive and three defensive, seven to three, there's a reason for that," Quill Barney Jr. drew his sword from a corpse and looked at Tails with a misty look in his eyes:

"In those days, if you didn't have the courage to fight with the enemy and take risks......"

"Then this set of swordsmanship is meaningless. ”

"There would not have been the glorious human empire that followed. ”

"Your Highness, whom I don't know. ”

At that moment, against the backdrop of fighting and gore, Barney Jr.'s eyes were aggressive.

(End of chapter)