Chapter 25: The Prince's Shackles
He remembered.
Tails stared intently at the floor beneath his feet.
Six years ago, in the secret passage under the city gate, a group of people who escaped were intercepted by the Red Witch and could not advance or retreat.
At that time......
The weary Starfall stepped forward alone, exchanging "a big chip" for their safety.
Tails' heart was irrepressibly filled with deep doubt.
What did Nicollet tell the Scarlet Witch that caused Miss Kasan to turn away cleanly, leaving her to abandon the likes of the Star Prince and Miss Walton as if they were superfluous outsiders.
Could it be that the Dark Room is really so maverick, that one moment it was determined to overthrow King Nunn, who was bent on going his own way, and the next moment it could get away without any delay, and nothing to do with it?
If, as Lomba says, Selma's existence is only ......
Tails took a deep breath, and the veins on his hands welled up.
"Ridiculous. β
He looked coldly at King Chaman in front of him:
"An heir to Longxiao City who is recognized to have been dead for six years is still alive, and the entire six years that I went north alone, as a hostage, including our life-and-death contest in Valhalla six years ago, are just part of a plot?"
"You expect me to believe you?"
The prince looked offended, looked into the king's eyes dissatisfied, and retorted, "Why did Morar deliberately fake his death, why did he let his family come to the brink of collapse and make Longxiao City unstable?
Bang!
"Because he didn't mean to fake his death, and Nunn didn't mean to!"
King Chaman slammed his fist into the scabbard and responded to Tails's aggressive words with a frosty face: "Do you think this is some kind of fun? You think I'm going to be bored enough to make up this lie to drive a wedge between you and Long Xiao Cheng? God knows how many means, time, and resources I've used to get to the bottom of it, just to find out if that waste prince is dead!
The king's fierce eyes revealed the murderous intent: "Believe me, if he hadn't died, no one in this world would want him to disappear forever as quickly and unknown as quickly as possible!"
Tails looked suspiciously at the anger and coldness on the king's face, and vaguely felt that the other party's emotions did not look like they were pretending.
There was silence in the carriage for several seconds.
"So, 'I didn't mean to fake my death,'" Tails calmed down, pulling his sleeve at the "What do you know?"
King Chaman snorted coldly, "This is news from the Dark Chamberβto be exact, from my inner presence in the Dark Chamber, it is said that the Red Witch has been investigating this matter for six years at all costs, and only half a year ago did it come to fruition. β
Thoughtfully, Tails repeated slowly, "Six years." β
The king nodded solemnly.
"Six years ago, Prince Moral returned to Longxiao City from his fiefdom, and in Valhalla, he had a heated quarrel with King Nunnβand although King Nun had cleared a large part of the palace before he died, there were still people alive to testify to it," said King Chaman, his eyes twinkling with a strange light, torn between disdain and disgust:
A few days later, Moral disappeared without saying goodbye. β
Tails' eyes froze:
"Leave ...... What?"
"Yes, Tails," snorted King Chaman disdainfully, "a prince who bears the weight of a country runs away from home in a fit of rage because he was scolded by his dear father!"
It took the prince a second to digest the news, and then he looked at King Chaman with burning eyes.
Can you imagine Nunn's expression at the time? his son irresponsibly left everything, including his own identity, including the original mission to make the stars, disappeared from the sight of Nunn, Longxiao City, and even the whole of Exeter overnight, and even deliberately leaked his itinerary to Pinfett as a cover in order to escape safely - this is what happened later. β
"Moral Walton, Nunn's son of waste," said the King, gritting his teeth in contempt and exasperation:
"He's the Waltons' greatest disgrace in more than six hundred yearsβeven if you search all over Exeter, you probably can't find any worse rubbish than him. β
Oh, my God......
A prince......
Leave everything behind......
Running away from home?
For some reason, Tails' mind suddenly conjured up with another person: decades ago, Lady Ginny, who was not as mature and charming as she was later, penniless and embarrassed, resolutely walked out of the family manor and followed the prince's motorcade into an unknowable future.
It took the king a few seconds to adjust his breathing, and he came back to his senses in anger and resentment.
Therefore, the frustrated Born King, while searching, could only use a similar-looking double to send the stars in place of his runaway sonβthe prince as a symbol only had to smile. β
"We traced down the information of the stand-in, he was born in a small aristocratic family on the outskirts of Longxiao City, his ancestors were related to Walton, he was found by the White Blade Guards eighteen years ago, and since then he has been in Longxiao City to 'work', of course, in fact, he has been trained to become a stand-in for Prince Moral. β
I only heard King Chaman continue coldly:
"You know what happened - Moral's stand-in died in the stars, and I guess Nunn was surprised, but he took advantage of the situation and made it true, seemingly angry on the outside to ask the stars for compensation, and internally to clean up the restless dukes. β
Tails struggled to pull himself out of the shock that Moral had given him, and looked at the king with unspeakable feelings.
"That's why I'm beginning to wonder about the identity of the Grand Duchess: there's no reason why Nunn would leave a female archduke with a son big enough to overthrow the former, from the terrible maelstrom that plunged Longxiao City into the battle for succession - believe me, from Oresius in the Willan Territory to the Moon Flower in the Duchy of Anrenzo, this is the most terrible disaster in the noble family. β
"Of course, his biggest surprise should be you, Tails, a Star Prince who can save the Dragonlance family in the future, when Morar disappears, when Longxiao City is in internal and external difficulties, when his power is declining and even dying. β
"A great tool. β
The king looked at Tails with a complicated gaze, as if the prince in front of him was an object.
"In this way, Nunn used a pretending female archduke to trap you and the stars, stabilized the Walton family's rule in Longxiao City, and allowed the Dragonlance family to survive the years of the Heavenly King's absence, while hiding the biggest secret from you: maybe one day, Lysbane or the Starfall will welcome back Moral, who is tired of playing outside, and Longxiao City will return to Walton's hands, and Star's calculations will be in vain. β
King Charman finished his words and looked at Tails quietly.
Tails didn't say a word, his brows flickered and scattered, and he thought silently for nearly two minutes.
How could it be...... Such?
Before his eyes appeared the back of King Nunn: the former king, who was both heroic and spicy, turned back in his mind with a sneer that made people shrink.
Nunn Walton.
He can decisively duel in front of his ministers, and he can also use poison tactics without hesitation.
He can poison his young daughter without changing his face, and he can also put the family inheritance into his and Xiao Slippery hands without care.
And now......
Nunn, the Born King.
What kind of person are you?
"That's what you're trying to say?"
The second prince said in a tired tone: "Everything from six years ago, the grievances and grievances between you and meβthe conspiracy in the Fuxing Palace, the confrontation in front of the fortress, and the disaster in Longxiao City...... It all originated from the wayward exodus of the Morals?"
"It's hard to believe, isn't it?" said King Chaman sneered, "but the origin of everything is so ridiculous, ridiculous, funny, and unreasonable. β
"You have been held hostage in the North for six years on an unjust charge......"
"I gambled almost everything and lost almost everything......"
With every word, the hatred in King Chaman's eyes gathered.
"Aarend was reduced to a prisoner, Poffett had his neck broken, and Exeter was even replaced by a king......"
"Since then, all the bloodshed, all the turmoil β all of it, all because of a runaway from a piece of waste!"
The king suppressed his resentment, his eyes were fierce, and he seemed to be about to open his mouth to eat people in the next second.
There was silence in the carriage for a few seconds, as if to remind them of the heaviness of the moment.
The prince closed his eyes slightly, and then slowly opened them:
"But what Nunn didn't expect was that his nephew in the Black Sand Collar surprised him, and when he was just starting to lay out, he killed the king first and put on the crown himself?"
"That's why you're sitting here and talking to me about this. Tails' eyes returned to calm as he looked at the king, and there was no wind or waves.
In the carriage, King Chaman's breathing gradually subsided.
"It's not just me, Tails," King Charman leaned back into the carriage, his eyes blazing, "and you." β
Tails' eyes shrunk.
"Don't forget, my crown, we built it together. The king said lightly.
Tails sighed softly, then sneered.
"It's still unfounded nonsense," the prince rubbed his forehead sleepily, "Moral's deathβit's all just the empty words you told me." β
"Yes, so I'll stop there," King Chaman replied without hesitation, "but I believe that you have a definite decision in your heart, and you have been here for six years, and you are more familiar with the people and things of Longxiao City than I am, and you can find the truth by yourself." β
Tails lowered his head, only to feel tired of his thoughts.
Whether it was Moral's life or death, Thelma's identity, or Nunn's calculations or Chaman's eyes, he had the illusion of an exploding brain.
It's too much.
I'm so tired.
"Let's say it's true...... So, I've been deceived and teased by a dead man for six whole years?"
The prince chuckled inexplicably: "This feeling is really peculiar. β
Opposite him, the king's face moved slightly.
"It's only been six years, which is good. β
Tails looked up, "What do you mean?"
But King Chaman just looked at him quietly, and snorted softly:
"Don't forget, whether it's the generations of Exeter's great achievements and rough and bold dukes, or the calculating and scheming nobles of the Star Kingdom......"
"All of them are a seemingly mediocre and cowardly star king, a dead man who has been dead for a hundred years......"
He sighed: "I have been deceiving and playing for more than a century. β
The next moment, Tails' eyes returned to clarity, and he looked earnestly at Charman Rumba.
"What do you want, Rumba. β
Finally, King Chaman leaned forward and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
It's as if this conversation has just begun.
"Lisbane and the Starfall are watching Valhalla too closely, and I can't get close to that girl, but you can," the king said, "You know what I want, too." β
Tails snorted.
"Ronnie and Leco, as well as Sentry Leader Shoster and Cameron of the Glacial Sea, the joint denunciation of the four Grand Dukes is not easy to deal with, is it?"
He shrugged his shoulders: "That's why you went to great lengths to provoke the Freedom Alliance, and you also planned the position choice of Longxiao City. β
King Chaman nodded.
"As I said, it's not a good job, and every Grand Duke is not an easy one," he said earnestly, "but if ......"
But Tails interrupted him.
"You know, you said it six years ago at Valhalla......"
"Each of you was born in the chains of the constant struggle between the king and the Grand Duke, from which you will never be freedβyou want to break it. β
The prince spoke in a tone that a king had never seen before, with a look of emotion and a slight banter: "But I don't know why, what you are doing now always reminds me of King Nunn." β
For a moment, Tails saw the tendons in King Chaman's hands tremble slightly.
"People who want to break the shackles, rack their brains to study the structure of the shackles, and are fascinated by this escape game," Tails said softly.
Until one day, he found that the shackles on his body had grown into a part of his body. β
"He can't leave the shackles he once wanted to break. β
Tails subconsciously scoffed and asked the question he had asked another king six years earlier: "Don't you feel tired?"
"Or is the pain of the shackles no longer so heavy that you don't feel the weight of it?"
King Chaman did not speak, his face motionless in the dimly lit carriage.
The silence lasted for a long time.
Tails exhaled and laughed.
He turned his gaze away, ignoring the quiet King Chaman, and shook his head: "This reminds me that maybe he, Moral's choice to escape, is just the right time for him to escape from this shackle and be freed from it. β
Not like us.
Whether or not he is found by Lombard, in a way, Moral Walton, the wayward prince who left everything behind and traveled thousands of miles, has been freed from the shackles of blood.
But...... What about himself? Tails Bright Star?
When will he break free from this shackle?
At that moment, Tails suddenly remembered the Qi Magi, the hand he stretched out to him.
But then came the warning eyes of the High Priest of Hom in the Haoyue Temple.
King Chaman's face was so heavy that he could almost drip water.
"He didn't. β
After a few seconds, the king bit the words between his teeth, and the fingers clenching the scabbard of the sword pressed gently: "Leaving is not an escape, and weakness is not a liberation." β
"But he will," said King Chaman's words, which grew deeper and deeper, with a terrible meaning in the words:
"After we found him. β
Tails let out a long sigh of relief, trying to drag his mind out of his emotion and back to the whirlpool in front of him.
"Moral, suppose he's alive as you say......"
The prince forced himself to look at the king: "Where will he be?"
Hearing this, King Chaman recovered from his anger and anger, and he tapped his sword lightly:
"Recently, a man who matched the Moral traits appeared on the southern side of the Great Desert, near the Duchy of Thera - this is the only place we have found, and that is the territory of the Star People, and the dark room is difficult to penetrate. β
"But we're not going to stop. β
"Let's work together to find Moral, and kill him, Tails," the king said coldly, "Whoever does it, let's put an end to this inexplicable threat together, and to hell with Nunn and his jokes that fool the world." β
King Chaman slowly approached his face: "After this, I want you to understand, Tails: who is a friend and who is an enemy in the seemingly peaceful Longxiao City, who regards you as an adversary for a while, and who treats you as a puppet in a burlesque. β
Tails curled the corners of his mouth, imagining the prince wandering incognito, and thinking of Lisbane and Nicola.
"You're thinking well, killing two birds with one stone. β
The prince shook his head, spread his arms, and leaned back on the carriage without hesitation: "But you know, I can still shout now, or simply reveal the truth in the car, and then, your words, your secrets, and your ideals ......"
Tails narrowed his eyes, "To hell with you." β
Charman stared at him, not looking away for a long time.
The temperature in the carriage seems to have dropped back to freezing.
"I have a question, Tails," said the king after some time, "what awaits your little girlfriend once Moral returns?"
Tails' mood darkened.
"You know the answer. β
"Could it be that the kind-hearted Lisbane and the kind-hearted Starfall will give Moral a certificate of commendation after her restoration to the throne, for her contribution to the stability of Longxiao City when she sat in Valhalla for six years and pretended to be the Archduchess?"
The king sneered:
"If the Moral story is true, then this secret will not be buried with my death, but one day, together with your enemies, it will fiercely come against you and against that girlβthat's the meaning of the choices you face today. β
Tails looked at Chaman motionlessly, his eyes dark and emotional.
Choose.
It's another choice.
He clenched his fists.
The prince said coldly: "I can just pull away and stand by, and you can play your own chess game." β
The king smiled.
"You won't, you're not like a lot of people, Tails. β
King Chaman shook his head confidently, his eyes were like a sword, pointing directly at people's hearts: "As long as you have the ability, the spare strength, and the faith, you will not stand idly by, leave a hell behind you without caring about yourself, watch others cry in pain in cold blood, and then hypocritically comfort yourself: this is the best choice, and the most realistic choice." β
He raised his hand in the darkness and pointed to the highest place in Longxiao City outside the carriage: "Otherwise, six years ago, you wouldn't have returned to Valhalla by yourself." β
Tails' fists clenched tighter and tighter, almost breaking his palms.
Damn it.
He sighed wearily in his heart.
No one in the carriage spoke again, and the silence lasted for a long time.
It seemed like a century had passed.
"If you don't have anything else to say, so be it," Tails shook his head with a gloomy expression, "I'm tired. β
"Of course," King Chaman, who was watching him quietly, nodded casually, as if they were not enemies at all: "What if...... You know where to find me. β
When Tails heard this, he sneered:
"Still reluctant to go?"
"You know, the storm is coming, and the future days of Longxiao City will not be peaceful. β
At that moment, the king's eyes became very subtle, and there was an indescribable meaning in them.
"I'm not the one who will be reluctant to go, Tails," Charman Rumba said intriguingly in his calm:
"As you say, a storm is coming. β
Tails frowned, and he stood up in a throbbing throat and pressed his hand against the door.
"One more thing, Tails. β
Tails, who had his back to the king, stopped, tilting his head slightly.
King Chaman turned his head sideways and glanced at him with a peculiar look.
"Under the Broken Dragon Fortress six years ago, you dared to fight for the possibility of losing your life, but you also had to charge back, and gamble with me on the battlefield where the sword has no eyes and no way out,"
"But today, six years later, in the peaceful Longxiao City, you don't dare to fight for the life of the female archduke, don't dare to be stubborn to the end, and bet with me on the battlefield hidden in the undercurrent. β
Tails froze.
The king laughed and said, "Why, Tails, is it better to make a decision in the midst of a thousand bloody moments than in a strange and indistinguishable situation?"
Tails gritted his teeth and frowned.
That's different.
Back then, I and the people around me were in a dead end, and I could fight for my life without hesitation, and I could fight for my life with little hope.
But today......
Selma......
"Or have you become cowardly, hesitant, and merciful in the six years of Dragon Castle?"
Tails maintained a position of holding the car door down, his face serious.
"We are different, Rumba," said the second prince coldly, still facing Charman, without turning his head, "you are a ruthless gambler. β
King Chaman raised his eyebrows lightly:
"What about you?"
"What are you?"
This time, Tails didn't hesitate any longer, he pulled the door open, and stepped out of the carriage without looking back.
"Be careful, Tails," the King's voice faintly came from behind him, "when the enemies smell your weakness......"
Bang!
Without hesitation, Tails closed the door and shut everything behind him in the car.
He'd heard enough today.
There's no need to shake your mood anymore.
Not to mention......
Weakness......
The prince remembered the terrifying appearance of the Black Prophet, and his heart tightened.
In the carriage, King Chaman looked at the door that was thrown shut with complicated eyes, looked down at his sword scabbard, and said the second half of the sentence seemingly indifferently:
β...... They don't let it go easily. β
The four days of the break were all used to revise the previous text, and if you are interested, you might as well go back and re-download the first few chapters.
(End of chapter)