Chapter 152: Peer
Watt?
At that moment, Tails' entire brain was confused.
Looking at the chisel kneeling respectfully, what flashed through his mind were a few boring otherworldly phrases.
What a king's anger.
What a bow to the head.
What dragon pride...... Ahem.
Why is May 20 coming, and the only person who confesses to you is a man...... Ahem, ahem.
Tails shook his head desperately, shaking off the boring thoughts.
Don't forget, yodel is still around.
"Damn. β
The Prince of Stars looked at the chisel in front of him with a delicate face and a complicated expression, and rubbed his chicken-like hair:
"I really wish I could be so popular when I was in Longxiao City. β
The chisel smiled again, and he slowly looked up and stood up.
"As I said, Your Highness, the Shadow Shield cannot survive alone, it needs the support of power, the need for power, and the gap of power. β
The drill looked left and right, as if he was really worried about something: "There was Russell and the group of sword sellers present before, I must be polite and throw some scene." But when I face you alone, I can tell you the truth. β
Tails raised an eyebrow, wanting to see what else the other man could say.
I saw that the chisel pursed his lips, his expression sank, and he was able to spit out the words after a few seconds:
"I don't like Chaman Rumba, Your Highness. β
"I didn't like it from the first time I saw him. β
The torch in the hammer's hand crackled softly, and the darkness in the corner shook slightly.
Hearing the name, Tails subconsciously clenched his sword.
He remembered the meeting that Chaman had under the carriage six years ago, when he and Little Slippery were still in the carriage of the rumba.
Tails sighed and said sincerely:
"Well, then we still have something in common. β
The drill nodded understandingly.
"Your Highness, you have been a hostage in the Northland for six years, and I believe you know more than I do - that man's ambition and practical methods are too terrifying, and the Shadow Shield must not be attached to his command if it is to survive on its own. β
Tails narrowed his eyes, "So?"
The chisel shrugged: "So we don't have much choice." β
There aren't many options......
When Tails frowned and felt that he had heard this sentence somewhere, he continued with a strong voice: "In my opinion, Your Highness, you, who represent the Kingdom of the Stars, are the only ones who can turn the tide in the future and fight against the King of Murder in the Western Continent. β
He looked at Tails sincerely, his tone firm.
At that moment, Tails crooked his mouth, and the expression on his face was very exciting.
But as if he hadn't seen Tails's expression, he shook his head to himself: "And the Shadow Shield can't always hide its head and tail, and it can't live in the wanted pursuit of the Star Kingdom for decades." β
Tails blinked, shaking his head stiffly.
"So, you mean, you came to Camp Bladefang this time, the goal of the so-called 'Captive Prince' is all fake, and you are purely here to ...... Looking for a master?"
Tails said embarrassedly, feeling that even Edda wouldn't believe this.
But the chisel was not embarrassed, but smiled and nodded slightly.
Speaking of which, the chisel seemed to be a little abnormal, and looked around vigilantly.
Tails' heart moved, for fear that the other party would find out something.
Thankfully, yodel remained silent and nowhere to be seen.
Odd.
Although the masked guard is used to silently guarding and secretly attacking, he can keep him in the ...... for so long
Tails thought in his heart: Unless, the opponent is really very difficult.
Like what...... The Meteorite and the Death Raven.
The drill turned back.
"It's not safe here, Your Highness, whether it's the Sword of Calamity or the Northlanders in Russell, they all want to do your favor, so let us go out and find a safe place......"
Really.
Tails blinked, wondering when yodel would do it, but he had to continue.
"So you're going to say that it's safe to go with you, and you don't have to worry about it at all, because you're here to take me to be my vassal, because you're not going to deal with me the way you did with Bright Star eighteen years ago?" Tails twitched the corners of his mouth, sarcastically.
The drill was silent for a while, as if in deep thought.
"I don't shy away from saying that it was I who killed your uncle, Your Highness. β
This time, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, he looks at the prince solemnly.
"But like I said," said the chisel, frowning fiercely, and again bringing up the strange name with only a single syllable:
"All the blood debts of eighteen years ago are in Teng's hands, and that is also the dark history that the Shadow Shield is most reluctant to open. β
He looked fixedly at Tails:
"I'm just acting on orders, and I'm forced to do it - you're a man destined to be king, and you must have the right mind, and there's no need to hate a knife without a mind, a sword without an autonomous will, compared to the real murderer behind the scenes. β
Tails rolled his eyes and didn't speak for a few seconds.
The letter he tucked into his chest seemed to sink a little.
"Acting on orders, as a last resort?"
So you don't have to be held responsible. β
Tails chuckled and shook his head, as if he had a feeling:
"You are a soldier of the country, so you are not responsible for killing unarmed civilians as a last resort...... You are an official on behalf of the ruler, so you are forced to carry out the evil government that harms the party, and you do not have to bear the responsibility...... You are a hired servant, so you are forced to act as a last resort when you are ordered to exploit your subordinates, and you are also not responsible for the crime. β
"It's as if you can always find the subject at the top, whether it's the state, the king, the employer, or the institutional tradition, as if you can throw all the blame on it, as if you can solve everything if you find the source of all the mistakes. β
Tails snorted disdainfully:
"That's one of my most disdainful excuses. β
The chisel was slightly choked.
"It is a pity that there has never been a 'sword without thoughts' or a 'sword without an owner' in human society. β
Tails said coldly:
"Whether you know it or not, admit it or not, accept it or not, everyone has to pay the price for what they have done, and there is no escaping the fact that there is no substitute Jesus in this world. β
The drill frowned slightly, slightly puzzled.
But he still let go of the doubts and sighed.
"Of course I am guilty, and I am not prepared to run away from it, on the contrary, I am now trying to make amends for it, whether it is to be loyal to you or to reverse the fate of the Shadow Shield. His voice became a little muffled.
Tails sneered.
"Make up for allegiance, and do you?"
I saw the chisel bow respectfully:
"Come with me, Your Highness, we can talk about a lot of things and share a lot of information. β
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes: "Including the secret of the year, the secret that has been hidden from everyone for a full eighteen years, and the secret that caused the Bright Star Royal Family to suffer misfortune." β
Tails frowned.
"Again, we'll show you our worth. β
The chisel raised his head, and his cold face showed a rare hint of iron and blood:
"Since eighteen years ago, the conflict between the Star Royal Family and the great nobles has intensified, and the ruthless and violent methods of the Iron Fist King have exacerbated this scene. β
"If there is no ownerless sword in this world, then let us be a willing, mastered sword, a sword in the darkness," the hammer slowly pressed his hand to his chest, and his words were like a boundless flame burning:
"For your crown, escort. β
"The future Supreme King of the Stars, His Majesty Tyles I. β
He said loudly.
Tails felt his eyelids jump.
After a few seconds, the boy let out a breath and shook his head with a smirk.
"It's hard to believe that you assassinated me under the fortress only six years ago. β
Tails rubbed the hilt of his sword and couldn't help but laugh.
But the drill shook his head.
"First of all, it was hired by the Grand Duke of Puffett," the chisel was still indifferent, and seemed unmoved, only to feel that he raised his right hand: "Secondly, as a king, how can you not be sharpened?"
"We are indeed as enemies as the sea, and we are enemies on the other side, Your Highness. β
The drill pointed at himself, and then gestured respectfully to Tails: "But the wisest ruler not only destroys the enemy, but also turns the enemy into a friend and takes it for himself. β
Tails looked at him in a daze.
unimaginable.
This guy ...... Giving him a political lesson?
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a casual but not frivolous smile: "What's more, if it weren't for the thrilling encounter in that assassination, how would we know what kind of lord you are, worthy of our lives and sword allegiance after we got rid of Teng's nightmare?"
The next moment, the chisel put away his smile and bowed again solemnly and cautiously.
"The fate of the Shadow Shield is in your hands, Your Highness. β
"Hold on to it to prevent us from becoming a source of instability again, or let it go and let the historic but scattered Assassin Order continue to degenerate and harm the world. β
"Please show the mind of a king, the bearing of a monarch, the wise decision, and think twice. β
King...... A king's mind?
Tails stared at the hammer in amazement, his jaw dropping.
It's good that he didn't say the glory of kings.
But Tails was still staring at the other party in a daze, feeling that his impression of him had been refreshed.
"Oh my God, Quickrope should have hired you to pull his business," Tails shook his head.
"What an assassin is a man like you, it's a waste. β
How good is it to run for president?
The drill just smiled humbly.
"So, what do you mean? Would you like to come with us? We have so much to report to you about your future, about the future of the Shadow Shield. β
Tails let out a breath and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
"Very good, that, thank you for your kindness, you can go. β
The drill squinted slightly.
Tails waved his hand awkwardly: "When I return to Eternal Star City, you can send me a message, and I will be happy to talk to you about the future of the Shadow Shield." β
The chisel shook his head with a smile.
"Of course we would like to, but alas, I don't think your father will. β
Tails snorted, "I'll convince him." β
But the drill denied this: "I'm afraid not, I'm sure hatred and anger have blinded King Kessel's eyesβit's not that I haven't sent a message to Mykoe since Teng left, but every time it's been a failure." β
Tails frowned slightly.
"That's why we have no choice but to come to you: you can't approach it when you are in Exeter, and when you reach the stars, you will be locked up in the deep palace and the Iron Curtain will be heavy, and only then will we have the opportunity to meet you undisturbed. β
The drill is extremely respectful:
"Rest assured, you will be safe, you will return to the stars, and we will be your quietest and most powerful allies, who will only appear when you need it, by calling. β
Tails stared at him for a long time, his fists clenching and loosening.
But the prince laughed at the last second.
"A prince surnamed Bright Star, who is in cahoots with the Shadow Shield, are you sure you're helping me, not blackmailing me or kidnapping me?" Tails sneered.
The hammer's face froze.
"You know, a goddamn old witch taught me a long time ago. β
The image of a pouty girl with leaky teeth flashes before her eyes, and in her place is an ugly face with a bloody mouth.
It gave Tails a chill.
I saw that the prince of the stars raised his head and said happily:
"Betrayal is the true meaning of the alliance. β
There was silence in the black cell, and the sound of fighting could be heard in the distance.
I don't know if it was an assassin or a swordsman, or someone else.
The drill was silent.
"If that's what you're worried about, you don't have to. β
The leader of the assassins took a deep breath:
"There are so many people in the tavern that I can't say more, but you must know that I have followed Teng for so long, but I have also learned some secrets behind his impenetrable mysterious veil. β
Tails thought to yodel while watching the other man's actions warily.
But the next sentence of the drill made him frown firmly.
"Your Highness, you are not the only one. β
"As far as I know, one of the Shadowshield employers in the Scarlet Years ......"
I saw that the chisel sighed, the smile on his face was both helpless and regretful, the speed of speech was not fast, and the tone was slightly deep:
β...... It's also surnamed Bright Star. β
After a few seconds, Tails' face slowly changed.
What the?
What does he know?
He thought uncontrollably.
What about the map?
The armament?
Still is......
But the reality didn't allow him to think too much, so he saw the chisel gently stretch out his hand, looking sincere and pure:
"Your Highness, you want to know...... Who's that?"
Is that...... Who?
At this moment, Tails's heart moved.
In the next second, I saw a dark figure with a purple mask, as if floating out of the water curtain, and instantly appeared behind the drill!
Yodel.
Tails tensed.
He didn't have time to react, and he didn't have time to react, when he saw yodel leaping out of the shadows overflowing with killing intent and heading straight for his goal!
The Supreme Sword rippled in the air.
Ruthlessly and cold-bloodedly, he stabbed at the smiling chisel.
The sudden change in the situation happened at this moment.
"Bang!"
Bang!
The sudden bright light and loud noise made Tails, who was in a state of hell and preoccupied with the situation, suffer enough, he subconsciously closed his eyes and took three steps back in pain, leaving only buzzing in his ears on both sides of his skull.
The sins of the River of Hells are surging, relieving Tails' embarrassment.
Tails could only feel the ground with his most basic sense of touch, but fortunately, the sins of the Hellriver gave him a fluctuation in return, allowing him to sense the endless killing intent in the distance.
The senses of hell are not omnipotent - this is the biggest lesson that the terrified Tails has learned, one strong must be weak, one long must be short, and the enhanced senses bring him more than convenience.
The boy didn't dare to put down the sword in his hand for a moment, his nerves tensed, and he was ready to swing his sword back at any time, but I don't know if it was because the enemy didn't pay enough attention to him, or because he didn't have time to be distracted, until Tails's ears and eyes gradually recovered, he was not attacked.
But it made him even more flustered.
Because......
Sure enough, the moment Tails regained his sight and hearing and saw the situation in the field clearly, his eyes suddenly split!
I saw the chisel sitting on the side, half of his body was bright red, and his left arm holding a strange awl trembled slightly, and he gasped for breath.
It looks like it's embarrassing.
And beside him were two assassins, both of whom had a sword in their throats.
But the most important thing is that the masked yodel stood in front of them, the supreme sword clutched tightly in his hands, but he was no longer able to move forward.
His limbs were torn apart and straightened, each wrapped in a strange barbed metal chain. From joints to tendons, spikes pierced into the flesh, binding the masked guards.
The other end of the chain was tightly grasped in the hands of four different shadow assassins, their eyes were cold, their tacit understanding was very good, and the strength of their hands did not loosen at all.
Tails felt a chill in his heart.
Jodel's limbs trembled slightly, and he fought as hard as he could, holding the supreme sword, but because of the angle, he couldn't do the slightest damage to the chains.
Worst.
This is......
Tails tightened inwardly, his grip on the hilt of his sword getting stiffer and stiffer.
"You know...... Those who do our job have an inexplicable sensitivity to their peers - why to hide, when to do it, who to target, and what the route is. β
The sound of the drill sounded faintly.
I saw the leader of the assassins struggling to get up from the ground, wiping a handful of cold sweat, as if he was still apprehensive about the danger just now.
"But I really didn't think that one day, I would be able to use these experiences to save my life. β
The chisel looked first at Tails and then at Yodel, who couldn't move, and patted the dust off his body.
He looked at the masked guards who were subject to people, and sorted out his expression, revealing a long-awaited, sincere smile:
"We've finally waited for you, a ...... of fear"
"Mysterious peers. β
5.20 has arrived, but I know that you have neither aluminum friends nor blue friends, and no one will tell you about 520. But it doesn't matter. Because no sword is too (crying and running away).