"Enough!"

Ricky raised his voice and ordered the mercenaries to put away their blades and return to their positions.

I saw him look at the three of them impatiently: "I don't care about your internal grudges, whether it's the dark room or Exeter. ”

Russell and Dean looked at each other, looking away.

"Tell me, you three," Ricky's patience seemed to reach its limits, "Prince of the Stars...... Where the hell is he?"

Tails' nerves are tight again!

Beside him, the fast rope, who had just escaped Dean's sight, sighed and patted his chest.

Dean snorted coldly and turned around:

"What's his business with you?"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the hammer, Russell, or the Sword of Calamity, they all frowned in unison.

Ricky tilted his gaze slightly, a cold glint in his eyes.

"That's right, that shitty prince was none of our business. ”

"But he's about getting help from our allies," Ricky said, the hammer across from him smiling and bowing duly, "so it's up to us." ”

Ricky's tone grew colder, making it feel like he couldn't help but back off: "You've always been smart, Dean, so you'd better understand this: now, we're in control of this place, including who can get in and who can get out." ”

"Whoever can go out on foot, must go out lying down. ”

"Understood?"

With his words, the Swords of Calamity pulled out their weapons in unison: "Huh!"

Dean looked grimacing.

He looked around with a solemn expression, observing the impregnable tavern and feeling the malicious eyes of the mercenaries.

No.

Tails sighed in his heart: there were still too many of them.

Finally, Dean exhaled, his tone loosening.

"Okay. ”

"Your plan, that prince," Dean said reluctantly, "the Chamber must be involved, even if he is handed over to King Chaman, it must be through our hands......"

Russell's face tightened: "If the dark room is still Exeter's, then you shouldn't ......"

"Bang!"

There was a loud slamming of the table.

Let Tails and the fast rope shake in unison.

"That's your problem," Ricky replied word for word, his tone as cold as winter's:

"I don't care. ”

The atmosphere in the tavern was like a string being pulled, and it instantly tensed.

"I don't care if any of you catch that prince, whether you take him to the barbecue or eat him raw, to skin him or to debon, whether to kill him or to him, but you know what...... Whoever prevents us from accomplishing our goals is our enemy. ”

"Sworn enemy. ”

"And if you become the mortal enemies of the inheritors outside the tower......"

"Trust me, you don't want that. ”

Ricky glanced at Russell and Dean, his gaze filled with dead silence that made the latter two feel a palpitation.

"So I'll ask you one last time, Dean. ”

Ricky's face grew more and more ugly, and beside him, the masked man and Clay glanced at each other, who reached out to the "dark light".

"Where the hell is that prince named Tails?"

Dean clenched his fists.

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

The familiar sound of persuasion sounded again.

"Who the prince belongs to in the end is a matter of operation, and we can discuss it later," Hammer smiled as he walked between Ricky and Dean, "The first priority is to determine the whereabouts of that Prince Tails." ”

"When you don't eat it, never talk about how sweet honey is. ”

The chisel looked at Dean and then at Russell, and his smile was still gentle, "Do we agree?"

Dean pursed his lips as Russell tensed.

On the other side, Ricky looked at them coldly, and Clay beside him slowly touched the hilt of his sword.

Time seems to stand still.

Even the sound seems to have been turned off by someone.

Tails could only hear the sound of countless heartbeats, which grew faster and faster as the dead silence continued.

Including himself.

Finally, after what seemed like a century had passed, Dean took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"I met him in the desert, the prince named Tails," his voice sounded a little tired and hoarse, "because there were too many variables and he was isolated, so he didn't dare to do it." ”

Now it was Tails' turn to get nervous.

Clay snorted and lowered his weapon.

"And then?" said Ricky lightly, "Prince?"

Dean frowned.

Tails bit his lip slightly.

"He's cunning, prince," Dean clenched his fists, remembering something, his facial muscles tensing tighter, "cautious, vicious, acting, and scheming, he made friends in the desert with a merchant named Saiptomuddin, and followed his caravan into the Bladefang camp. ”

He looked up: "Just yesterday." ”

Tails secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomding?"

Ricky's eyes moved: "That shabby who talks about the glory of nobility all day long?"

Dean nodded: "He still owes me a hired fee, don't forget to get it back." ”

But obviously, his lies are not so easy to pass.

"But that's not what your intel says," Russell whispered, looking at Dean from afar, at his secretive compatriot, "you say, 'The Prince of the Stars is here, evacuate tonight.'" ”

At this moment, Dean tensed.

Even Tails was breathing slightly.

Dean looked up slightly, his eyes full of anger.

"I'll settle accounts with you later, Russell," Dean said coldly, "no matter how you and your master stuff the rats into the dark room and intercept our information." ”

"As for your assertion here, neither the lady nor the king will look good. ”

"Assertive?"

Russell snorted and shot back, "Hmph, you're the one who reported it yesterday and said that you found the trace of the Star Prince, aren't you?"

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Seeing that it was about to turn into an Exterite infighting, the chisel had to raise his hands again to keep the meeting in order: "Can we focus on the topic?"

Dean and Russell staggered their gaze.

"Dean," Ratchet said thoughtfully, "tell me, you've got him, haven't you?"

Dean tilted his mouth, looking unwilling.

"Almost, almost," he gritted his teeth, "I've planned to take him tonight, and I've already planned when to do it." ”

With that, he turned his head and stared at Tails, "Until these two damn guys spoil my good deeds, just before I leave." ”

Tails coughed lightly, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"If you stay in the sack, Dean," the prince glanced at him, not to be outdone, "maybe by this time, we have already caught the cunning little prince with you." ”

Ricky exhaled heavily, as if to expel the resentment and resentment in his heart.

The drill looked at Dean and then at Tails, his eyes rolling back and forth.

"Very well, then go to the merchant named Tom Ding," Russell folded his arms and muttered, "Let him hand over the prince." ”

Or pay the price. ”

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Ready, everyone, let's start planning now," Ricky knocked on the table and snorted, "Tomding's home and the Prison of Bones, we must raid two places at the same time, and both must be done at the same time, Hammer, I need you to take care of ......"

With his command, the Swords of Calamity sprang into action

At this moment, both Tails and Dean secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Until then, I need to contact the people in the dark room," Dean looked very angry, looking at the two of them, "these two traitors don't want to ...... again"

It was at this time.

"Wait!"

A finger is raised in the air.

Tails and Dean were stunned.

It's a chisel.

I saw that the spokesperson of the Shadow Shield was still smiling at the moment.

The tavern was suddenly silent, and Ricky and the others, who were making plans, raised their heads one after another.

"This guest of honor in the dark room named Dean," said the hammer, gesturing kindly to Dean and pointing at Tails, "You say that they are dealing with you in order to substitute or monopolize your credit?"

Dean's heart sank.

Tails gritted his teeth as well.

"Just like you, isn't it," he said quietly.

"The hammer of the Shadow Shield, the one who betrayed the Shadow Lord. ”

But the chisel ignored his sarcasm, and asked to himself: "And you met the prince in the desert, because you are not sure and isolated, so you dare not do it?"

Dean snorted, "I don't want to repeat it. ”

Now, Ricky sensed that something was wrong, he looked at the drill, and then at Dean: "What's wrong?"

The chisel waved his hand, signaling him to be calm.

"But look at you, Dean, you don't look like you're alone," the hammer had a rich expression, and his gaze kept switching between Dean, Tails, and Fast Rope, "Although, your two subordinates don't look very reliable. ”

"Not only do the people who are stunned wake up halfway, but even the corpses have to be found here to ask for help. ”

"Tsk," said the chisel, chuckling, "it's pitiful, no matter how amateur you are, you have to have a limit." ”

Tails and Fast Rope's faces were ugly.

"Laugh as much as you like," Dean retorted calmly, "I don't deny that the Dark Room is a mixed bag, and we don't have a fixed and wealthy royal family like the Mycco, which has provided a steady stream of support for hundreds of years. ”

"However, there are so many people in the world who laugh at Lady Kasan and the Dark Chamber, and you are just one of those ignorant people. ”

The drill snorted softly and shook his head apologetically.

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I've never had a suspicion of the famous Scarlet Witch. ”

"It's just that this makes me very interested in your two subordinates," said Hammer, who seemed to be genuinely sorry, curled his shoulders and chin in his mouth, chuckling chuckling to Tails, "In particular, the mastermind who opposes you is only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. ”

Hearing this, Tails' arm muscles tightened and tightened.

Everyone's eyes were on them.

Just listen to the chisel like a bard, and say with emotion:

"Perhaps, this promising young man who started his career in the dark room at the age of ten years is still cunning, vicious, cautious, good at acting, and even scheming?"

At that moment, Tails' heart was cold, and the pupils that looked at him suddenly shrank!

Worst.

Worst!

After hearing these adjectives, Dean clenched his fists, and the others didn't react so quickly, but they quickly remembered something in confusion and confusion.

Dean's face turned terrible.

But he soon discovered that the initiative for this meeting was long out of his hands.

"That's right. ”

"I remember," I heard Russell's voice whisper slowly, "Six years ago, when I went to the stars and returned with the remains of Prince Moral...... All I heard was the news of the second prince. ”

"As for how he grew up as a young man, how clever and intelligent, and how he was only seven or eight years old, he refuted a group of respected princes and nobles who could not get off the stage. ”

Russell's eyes were cold: "Dean, I was almost tricked by you." ”

The leader of the Sword of Calamity was silent, but he gestured lightly to Clay.

"What the hell are you hinting at......" Dean looked up, his face more serious than ever, and was about to step forward.

In the next second, I saw a flash of sword light!

"Move, Dean," the Northland's swordsman, Clay, raised the Dark Light Sword, his voice ethereal, "You're dead." ”

Dean looked at the blade on his chest in amazement: "You ......"

But he found that at some point, Ricky's gaze at him had become indifferent, and the masked man beside him was sneering faintly.

The chisel clattered.

"I have to say. ”

He reached into his arms, took out a small scroll, and slowly unfolded it: "When you cut your hair and changed your outfit, and you are no longer neatly described, but ragged......"

The chisel sighed and gently threw down the scroll in his hand.

“...... It's hard to recognize. ”

Tails lowered his head stiffly, looking at the scroll.

It was a sketch portrait.

The painting depicts a thin, neat teenager with a delicate face and an indifferent expression.

It seems to be in the chest.

"Please forgive me for my faux pas," he flicked the dust off his body, turned to Tails solemnly and gently, and bowed deeply, "Despicable Hammer, from the Shadow Shield, it is my honor to see you with my own eyes." ”

"Your Highness the Esteemed Tails. ”

At that moment, there was a sound of inhalation in the tavern.

The leader of the Sword of Calamity, Ricky, rose from his chair as if he were on the verge of a great enemy, his gaze firmly locked on Tails.

Clay frowned in disbelief, looking at the portrait on the ground, and then at the ashen young man who was now looking disgraced.

The masked man's eyes were like knives, and the blades were sharp, as if they were about to cut Tails' face.

Marina couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes, and she couldn't believe that the thief who had just picked the lock could be a prince.

Russell looked at the prince with a complicated expression, looking at the culprit who had caused the defeat of the Exeter Mission back then.

Dean gritted his teeth and looked at the blade on his chest with an angry expression.

Fast Rope sighed in pain and covered his face.

Tails slowly closed his eyes, closing everyone's reactions from his eyelids and not moving for a long time.

Several seconds passed before he slowly opened his eyes.

The prince sighed heavily, leaned back in his chair, and waved his hand weakly at the hammer with an indescribable sense of exhaustion and relief at last:

"Grass you. ”

I've been itching again these days.,I want to modify the previous chapters and round out a few bugs.。