That afternoon, Tails grabbed his sword and shield, walked out of the courtyard of blood, and went to the training ground accompanied by guards and attendants.

He stepped on the tiles under his feet, walked through every step of the steps, walked past the grass and trees of Valhalla, looked at the palace guards or the Grand Duke's personal guards in the shape of sculptures or fierce gods, and watched them dutifully open the way and guard for themselves.

These things......

These people ......

This place......

And me.

Tails gritted his teeth gently.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

Tails came back to his senses and looked at Wya, confused, "What's wrong?"

"Since yesterday," the prince's attendant looked worried, and he looked to his left and right before whispering, "especially after talking to the people of the Black Sand Collar. ”

Tails froze slightly, and he stopped.

As the prince suddenly stopped, the surrounding Grand Duke's guards seemed to sense something unusual, and they spontaneously pulled out of formation, pressed their weapons, and guarded any entrance and exit that could break into the prince's side from outside the courtyard.

Of course, the direction is the same, in reverse.

"Your Royal Highness?" Lord Justin's question came from the guard.

Tails frowned.

The ubiquitous guards used to make him feel at ease, and now ......

After the upheaval of six years ago, he had never felt that the current scene was so glaringly inconsistent.

"A little while, my lord, say a few words. Tails raised his hand and said loudly.

Lord Justin in the distance waved his hand, and the atmosphere around him relaxed a little.

The prince turned his head and squeezed a smile into Waiya.

"Is it so obvious?"

Looks like I still need a lot of practice.

Beside Wya, Rolf let out an inexplicable snort and gestured:

[It's okay.] 】

Tails raised an eyebrow and nodded: "Then I'll be relieved." ”

Huaiya looked at the exchange between the two and sighed: "Others may not be able to see it, but ......"

He frowned, looked at the prince worriedly, and said no more.

Tails smiled helplessly.

"Waia, Midira," said the prince, calling them by name, sling his sword to the ground, and sighed, "have you ever experienced this: you woke up one day, only to find that your long-time allies around you may be your enemies. ”

Huaiya was stunned for a moment, and then he looked around keenly.

Rolf snorted coldly and snorted:

Look at my legs. 】

Tails looked at the hatred in the eyes of the ghost with the wind, and couldn't help but squeeze his brow.

"Relax, Midila," he shook his head, "you've made your choice and don't have to live for the past." ”

Rolf didn't speak, just stared at him.

"I'm very worried about your current state, Your Highness," Huaiya's expression became more and more ugly, "If we can share your worries......"

"Wya. Tails interrupted him.

The prince showed a bitter and leisurely smile: "I remember you said: take every goodbye as a farewell, so as not to miss our lives?"

Huaiya bowed slightly: "From my teacher, she is a respectable person." ”

"Yes," Tails chuckled as he chewed on the words, and put on a rather approving expression:

"Life is exciting, and it really shouldn't be missed. ”

The attendant and the ghost with the wind were stunned.

"Where's Putira?" asked the prince calmly.

Huaiya frowned: "He has his own business, and he went out early in the morning." ”

"Yes......" Tails muttered for a few seconds, then looked up, "Get ready." ”

Waiya's face was puzzled: "What are you going to prepare?"

Tails shook his head: "Don't ask. ”

"Whatever is coming, don't panic," he sighed, "trust me, trust your prince." ”

After the two looked at each other and reacted in confusion, the second prince took a deep breath, took another step, and walked towards the training ground.

The crowds of Grand Duke's guards followed in unison, their movements neat and their steps crisp.

On the training ground, Nicollet, dressed in a neat uniform, lifted the axe in his hand and squinted at Tails, who had just arrived:

"I heard that you made trouble for Lisban again yesterday - in Longxiao City, leisurely talking to the people of the Black Sand Collar?"

Tails adjusted his breathing, moving his joints as he calmly looked at the pale man in front of him.

Starfaller.

The man who took the life of Horace Bright Star.

What kind of man is he?

The prince remembered the arrogance of the other party when he intercepted him outside Longxiao City, the ferocity and ruthlessness when he threatened him in Valhalla, the ruthlessness of his cold face when he watched that scene in the Hall of Heroes, and the tenacious heroism when he single-handedly blocked the enemy army in front of the city gate.

What kind of being am I in his eyes?

And now......

"Long Xiao City's own troubles are enough, and I don't need to make trouble at all. Tails finished his warm-up and walked to the training ground with a blank face, and a dozen paces away from them, Selma had already begun to practice the dagger self-defense technique.

The Meteorite narrowed his eyes, "yes, because you're a big problem in your own right. ”

"Hey," Tails snorted, raised his shield, tapped the shield surface, and made a gesture of starting his hand, "I forgive you, Your Excellency, and maybe one day I'll miss that foul mouth of yours." ”

Nicolas was slightly stunned, and then curled his mouth: "You are very kind today." ”

"Come on," Tails said in a calm tone, but there was a solemnity in his eyes, and he said softly, "This is the moment for you and me to fight, don't be careless." ”

The next moment, the Meteorite's axe struck like thunder!

Tails, who had expected this, calmly observed the other party's footsteps, and was not confused by the feint.

He took a step back, not rushing to catch up, but steadily fended off the second wave of attacks hidden under this axe.

Boom!

Tails resisted the other party's axe blade and grinned: "Ha, as long as you master the rules, your weird movements are not so difficult to dodge...... Ugh!"

With the prince's muffled grunt, Nicolai withdrew his axe handle without hesitation: "You are dead. ”

"It's the power of the end again," Tails, who was in a cold sweat and had an earthy face, gritted his teeth and spit out two words while holding his breath:

"It's cunning. ”

"Keep an eye on your steps," Nicolai replied indifferently, flicking his single-edged axe, "I haven't used the 'Fold of Fate' yet, it's just an appetizer - the power of the end is not just a momentary straw, it will shape a person's fighting style for a long time." ”

Tails' face was full of pain, Tails covered his abdomen, and stepped back again and again: "This is your style?

"There is only one in the North," said Nicolai, with a faint haughtiness, and the axe swung in his hand, and magically changed direction on the way, turning back to the left, and whirling on his wrist, and being grasped firmly by his master, "You should be honored, for most of the people who have seen it are dead." ”

Tails let out a breath to relieve the pain in his abdomen, looked at the other party with a frown, and squeezed out an unsightly smile: "So, the former captain of King Nunn's guard, the commander of the White Blade...... Even in battle, you're good at acting and getting used to cheating, right?"

Nicola's complexion changed slightly.

"There is also leisure to provoke opponents, it seems that you are very confident. ”

"In the past, you died thirty times before the training was over, but today I'm in a good mood," the Starfall looked at Tails coldly, and snorted softly, "How about relaxing to a hundred." ”

With an unkind face, he slowly raised his axe.

Right now.

"They got it. ”

Tails leaned on his sword and shield, consciously or unconsciously.

Nicolai frowned slightly: "What do they know?"

The prince took a breath and looked up at the meteorite in front of him.

"They already know," Tails solemnly looked into Nicolai's piercing eyes, "knowing that Thelma Alex Surril Walton is not really Walton's blood. ”

At that moment, it was as if time had frozen in the area around them.

Nicolai's eyes paused in the air for a few seconds, his lips opened slightly, and the muscles on his pale face trembled slightly.

Tails tapped his shield and looked back at him calmly but not carelessly.

"You mean......" The Meteorite's face was ugly, but he quickly reacted, "Yesterday, Black Sand Collar?"

"That's what they told you?"

Tails nodded expressionlessly.

Nicolas stared at him, motionless, even the heavy axe froze in mid-air.

His expression was like that of a lone sailor sailing in the sea, who had just noticed that the bottom of his ship was leaking.

"The only thing to be thankful for," Tails exhaled as he looked at the Meteorite's face, "he won't use this to blackmail us easily." ”

Facing the doubtful and worried Nicollet, Tails gently tapped his shield: "The Grand Duchess was one of the people who originally elected the king, and she was a vote of vital importance to the new king, ensuring the legitimacy and validity of that election. ”

"Once she loses her throne due to blood, King Chaman's crown will also be crumbling - the only reason we are still safe. ”

Nicolas didn't seem to have recovered from the shock he had just had, and he muttered, "...... so"

Tails nodded heavily: "The current situation is like us, Long Xiao City and Black Sand Collar both have a sword resting at their throats, the hilt of the sword is in each other's hands, and they can destroy each other at any time. ”

The silence lasted for a long time.

Until Tails stepped without warning, the shield leaned forward, and the sword stabbed out!

Clang!

The distracted Nicolai still had terrifying instincts and consciousness, and with incredible speed, he slashed Tails' sword with a backhand axe, and then spun up and elbowed against the prince's shield!

Tails' hand shook, and his eyes flickered.

Thump!

There was a slight exclamation from the crowd of spectators.

By the time Tails reacted in pain and saw what was in front of him, he had been crushed to the ground by the Meteorite, and his sword and shield were out of his hands.

The handle of the axe in Nicolai's hand was pressed against Tails' chest.

"Rumba and the Black Sand Collar," Nicolai gritted his teeth against Tails' ear, the strength of his hand increasing:

"How do they know?"

Tails twisted his face and pushed his throat out of the handle of the axe.

"Kambida mentions the dark room," the prince struggled to squeeze the words out between his teeth, "I guess Lady Kasan hasn't been idle for a few years......"

Boom!

Nicollet threw a cold punch and slammed it on the floor next to Tails' ear, taking advantage of the momentum to get up from top of him.

"How is that possible?" said Nicollet, frowning, and reached out to Tails, who was gasping for breath on the ground.

Tails gasped twice, but he was still staring at the Meteorite's face.

You know.

Back then, it was clear to you: the Scarlet Witch knew the secret.

But your reaction is "how is that possible"?

The suspicion in his heart deepened, and Tails took a deep breath.

"I know your expression, and I know it well," said the prince, taking Nicolas by the hand, and standing up with his strength, "it was surprise and doubt. ”

Tails patted the dust all over his body, turned his head sideways, and said solemnly:

"But not worry and nervousness. ”

"You still seem to be confident and less worried, Lord Nicolais. ”

Nicola's breath paused slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"You remind me of six years ago, Lord Nicollet," Tails repeatedly called the official title of the Meteorite, unconsciously tightening the solemn atmosphere again, "when we witnessed that scene in the Hall of Heroes with the old king and the Grand Duchess, there should be no fifth man." ”

Tails sighed, he picked up his sword, and said intentionally or unintentionally:

"Theoretically, no one else should know the secret of 'little slippery' anymore. ”

Nicolai held the axe to his left hand, and his eyes slowly grew terrifying.

"What are you trying to imply?"

Tails snorted, lowered his head and whispered:

"Do you remember? It was six years ago, when we met Lady Kasan in the secret passage under the city gates......"

The Starfaller's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Out of so many, you're the only one who's ever had a secret deal with the Darkroom, with Lady Cassan the Scarlet Witch, Serrey Nicola. ”

Tails sighed, his gaze still on the other party's face, refusing to let go of the slightest detail: "The content of your transaction is still in doubt. And yesterday, the Black Sand Collar learned the truth about the Archduchess through the dark room. ”

Laugh at!

Nicolai's axe slashed into the sand.

An abnormal red appeared on the Meteorite's pale face, his gaze focused, and his tone was full of danger:

"Are you suspicious of me?"

He was greeted by Tails' merciless, slashing of his hands!

(End of chapter)