When a group of people came out of the secret passage full of doubts and uneasiness, Tails had a vague illusion of seeing the light of day again. Ｅ┡．＊

But as long as he thought of everything that was born in Longxiao City, his mood was like a shadow, and it became deeper and deeper between assassination, conspiracy, and betrayal, lingering.

He was sent to extinguish a possible war between the two countries.

But......

Tails saw Nunn's tumbling head and Rumba's rugged, nonchalant face.

He couldn't help but tighten his breath.

The second prince raised his head and looked at the gray sky of the Northland, but he only felt more confused.

"What's next?"

Still looking warily around her—a remote and cramped corner of the city, with mottled stone walls full of traces of time and weather, Miranda turned to the Meteorite and said, "Your plan, to find the vassals who are still loyal to Walton?"

But Nicollet only stared at his weapon with a serious expression, deaf to her words, and seemed to be still immersed in the negotiations he had just had with the Scarlet Witch.

It was Raphael who answered her.

"It's still dangerous in Longxiao City, even if it's Walton's vassals......" The young man of the secret department frowned, "We can't show up like this. ”

"Your Highness's safety is the first consideration, and it is related to the stability of the stars," Huaiya interjected, he sighed: "Now, the entire Northland people in Longxiao City are looking for him, and in a few days, maybe the entire Exeter will join in, and we are such a large group of people......"

He was tapped on the shoulder by Rolf, who shook his head at Wyaa with a serious look.

Wya's face didn't continue, but he glanced at the Whiteblade Guards anyway, a deep worry on his face.

Tails sensed that many eyes were glancing at him, consciously or unconsciously.

He heard what Huaiya meant: these white-bladed guards were Northlanders after all.

Maybe they have a common enemy with themselves, maybe their goals and interests converge for the time being, but ......

They are not their own people after all.

Getting out of trouble and finding an opportunity to part ways with them – that's the safest thing to do.

The shared crisis allowed the Stellar and the Northlanders to cooperate for a while, but after the escape, it seemed that hostile tension had returned—as could be seen in their well-defined formations.

And the reason why the White-Knuckles Guards are here...... Tails turned his head, meeting the little slippery gaze in the air.

It was a pair of confused and nervous eyes, confused about the road ahead.

Tails was stunned for a moment.

Without saying a word, Nicollet seemed to finally come to his senses, and he raised his head and squinted ahead.

"Let's wait until we settle down and think about it," the Meteorite let out a long exhale, "The person who will pick us up will be here soon—go to the shelter first." ”

Tails frowned, "Shelter?"

"Since we arrived, this city has had a lot of opinions about the prince," Cohen also showed a puzzled look, "Not to mention that such a big thing happened, who can protect us in our Longxiao City?"

Raphael shook his head, his expression deep: "For some beings, no matter how big it is, ......"

"It's nothing but mortal strife. ”

Tails was stunned.

The next moment, a tough figure appeared around the corner in front of him.

The group immediately entered the cordon.

But Nicollet waved his hand and told them to remove their guards.

"Own people. The Meteorite said briefly, then glanced at the visitor with a complicated expression.

It was a stout man with a stubout head.

Tails couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying to see the person clearly.

That person seems to be somewhat familiar......

Is that......

Tails was shocked.

"Michael?"

The prince looked at the comer, and couldn't help but call out his name in great astonishment, "Lord Michael?"

The expression of the visitor froze slightly.

I saw Lord Byrne Mielke, a former king of Longxiao City, a sinner who was exiled by King Nunn himself in the Hall of Heroes, with warrior-like steps.

He looked at the Prince of Stars, who had witnessed the tragedy in the Hall of Heroes, with a complicated expression.

"I have been stripped of my position and title by Your Majesty, and you may wish to change your title slightly. ”

Mielke exhaled and said in a low voice, "Good day, Prince Tails." ”

Many images flooded into Tails' head.

Alex's twitching figure and his weakness in his drooping hands.

Mielke fell to his knees and wept tears of repentance.

King Nunn roared with hatred and pain.

Michael, holding her daughter, who was not breathing, staggered out of the hall in a trance.

"You ......" Tails opened his mouth, but before the words came to his mouth, he was broken.

He saw Michael's eyes.

The expression of the former official was calm, but his eyes were lifeless and dark gray.

It was as if there was nothing in the world that could interest him anymore.

Tails suddenly remembered another pair of eyes, the eyes of the Black Sword - it was strange, but Tails felt that way.

The eyes of the former king's officials were on the little slippery head behind Tails, and his eyes were complicated.

Xiao Slippery didn't seem to expect to see the former official here, she remembered something, and subconsciously lowered her head.

Mielke closed his mouth, his expression gloomy and silent.

"No surprise?" Nicolas stepped forward, shook Mielke's palms tightly, and let go.

Mielke shook his head, but said nothing.

"Please come with me," Mielke looked at the group with a flat expression, and turned to walk back, "Try to be quiet and respectful." ”

Cohen looked at his surroundings and wondered in his mind - empty and dilapidated walls and tiles, uncleaned snow and dead branches, like the backyard of a nobleman's house that had not been tended for years.

"Respect?"

The vigilant officer exhaled and looked up at a very imposing stone house with only a small door in front of him: "By the way, what kind of place is this?"

Miranda seemed to see something, and she raised her index finger to her mouth and made a silent gesture: "Just do it." ”

Cohen raised an eyebrow and walked with the group.

Tails turned his head and looked at Nicollet with a worried expression: "Why ......?"

The Meteorite directly choked his words in his throat.

"I know what you're thinking. ”

Nicolai lowered his head, he looked at Mielke's back, his expression was subtle: "Yes, His Majesty Nunn exiled him, and he ......"

The Meteorite then raised his head, his eyes slowly becoming firm.

"But Byrne Mielke, he's ...... At least once the White Guards. ”

Tails frowned:

"He's still loyal to Walton?"

Nicollet shook his head.

"He's true to his creed," the Meteorite sighed, not knowing what he remembered, "Whatever was born, that never changed. ”

"That's why we, the White Guards, are here. ”

Tails was slightly stunned.

He remembered the scene under the bow of the Black Sand Collar, the four white-bladed guards holding each other's arms, and the little slippery head was surrounded in the middle.

He sighed softly.

"Thank you, Lord Nicolas," Tails said with imperceptible emotion, "and thank you to the White Guards. ”

Nicolas raised an eyebrow slightly.

"If you really want to thank me, weird boy. ”

"When you sit on the throne one day," the eyes of the Starfall and Tails met in the air, "Come back to this favor." ”

Tails didn't speak.

He just smiled slightly, and followed the others into the small door of the stone house.

"Be on the alert," Tails whispered to Rolf as he heard Waiya behind him, "God knows what this place is, God knows what's waiting for us ahead." ”

Rolf let out an indeciphered grunt from his throat.

There seems to be some disdain.

The stone room was wide and looked like a large back hall, but it was dimly lit – not by large ceiling lamps, but by hand-held lamps hanging on the walls in cascades.

Tails couldn't adjust to the sudden darkness for a moment, and he kept his eyes open and tried to see his surroundings clearly.

There was a strong smell of lamp oil in the air—and Tails' heart moved: this concentration of eternal oil smelled, and it seemed that the owner of this stone house was either rich or noble.

Raphael seemed to be familiar with the place, only to see him walk into the darkness ahead, and by the time he came out again, he had more bandages and drugs on his hands.

He casually tossed one of the bandages to Cohen, who was looking puzzled, and carefully handed a medicine bottle to Miranda, who looked stunned.

"Deal with the injuries and recover as soon as possible," Raphael pointed to the wound on Cohen's body that had been tightened with the power of the end, and his face was serious: "Our battle is not over yet. ”

"Is this the 'shelter'?

Huaiya narrowed his eyes, looking at the surrounding stone walls and floor tiles, his hand still firmly attached to the hilt of his sword: "Wait, this style of building, I seem to have seen ......"

At this moment, in the darkness ahead, two figures appeared in front of them.

"Your Highness!" a younger figure stepped forward quickly, a smile on his face, and his voice was irrepressibly excited: "Thank you, gods, you have returned safely!"

Tails was stunned: "Are you ...... Willow?"

It's the recruit they're in the Broken Dragon Fortress belt.

The one who was almost hanged as a deserter.

"Your Highness, ......" another, slightly more mature figure breathed a sigh of relief, "I know ......"

Veteran Jenard looked at Tails with a complicated look in his eyes: "I know ......"

Tails looked at the two familiar men in the Star Mission, and his heart felt as if he had let go of a shackle.

"You ......" Tails looked at the crowd and his heart moved, "What about the others?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another familiar voice came from the darkness ahead.

"It seems that everything is going well?"

Tails was shocked in his heart, and then blurted out:

"Putira!"

Under the gaze of all, the well-informed deputy envoy of the Star Mission, Lord Niman Putirai, came to them, the thin man still holding his pipe, and seemed calm, but his pipe was obviously stuffed with tobacco, but it was not lit.

"Your Highness," Putile smiled indifferently, but there was a hint of relief in his tone, "I'm glad to see you return safely." ”

Tails looked at his lieutenant silently, and after a few seconds, he smiled and exhaled.

"I'm glad to see you safe," the prince lowered his vigilance and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, Deputy Envoy." ”

Putile nodded, and turned to look at the young man in the secret department.

"There were no accidents in the city gates?" said the deputy envoy lightly.

"There are some surprises," Raphael's face moved slightly, "but...... Nailed it. ”

Tails' heart moved: Putirai and the people of the secret department......

Seems familiar?

"That's good," Putile looked at Nikolai and Mielke again, and nodded slowly, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Nicollet snorted coldly and turned away, while Mielke nodded in response.

Tails frowned: He was also familiar with the Whiteblade Guards?

"Try to rest for a while. Putile paid no attention to the indifference of the White-Bladed Guards, and he reluctantly smiled meaningfully at the prince:

"We still have a long way to go. ”

Tails gave him a deep look and raised an eyebrow.

At that moment, he had a lot of words and a lot of questions he wanted to say.

Calamity, Dragon, Black Sword, Nunn's Death, Rumba's Conspiracy, Shadow Shield, Chamber's Calculations, Mystery's Strangeness, White-Bladed Guard's Secrets......

But when all these words came to his lips, he was stunned, and finally turned into an empty sigh.

Tails' face darkened.

Along with tension and apprehension, exhaustion and sleepiness strike again.

"It's not over yet, is it? The prince turned his head with a complicated expression, looked at the little slippery head surrounded by the white-bladed guards, and said in disappointment: "This nightmare. ”

Putirai looked at him silently, not saying a word.

Only sighed silently in his heart.

"It's going to be over," His Excellency the Deputy Envoy said lightly, "Nightmares are dreams, too." ”

At this moment, a young girl in a silver-white robe walked forward slowly.

Her expression was solemn and solemn, and she bowed slightly to the people of the stars.

Tails was slightly stunned, and he could see the pattern on the girl's robe: a crescent moon.

"The High Priest wants to see him. The girl said softly, her voice hollow and seemingly emotionless.

Raphael raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

The girl didn't speak, just quietly looked at the crowd.

It took a full three seconds for Tails to react: she was looking at herself.

"Why?"

Putilai frowned: "Your Highness, he ......"

"The request of the High Priest," said the young girl, turning sideways and raising her hand behind her, in an invitation "It is the will of God." ”

Tails was stunned.

"Huh?" he asked the people around him for some reason, "what will?"

Putilai pursed the corners of his mouth, and stopped talking, as if he was a little worried.

But without his explanation, Tails recognized the place.

His eyes had adjusted to the dim light, and he could barely see the walls on either side—full of frescoes and reliefs.

And in the direction of the girl's finger is a huge stone statue surrounded by an inextinguishable lamp: on the stone statue, a woman with an indifferent expression caresses her left shoulder with her right hand, presses her right hip bone with her left hand, and bows her head with her chest.

Behind the stone statue is a huge full moon, but it has dug out arcs on the surface of the moon, which looks like it expresses the changes in the phases of the moon.

Tails froze.

He recognized the statue.

Is that......

Tails knew what the "shelter" he was in was.

In the next second, Tails's gaze was suddenly attracted by a slender figure under the stone statue.

In front of the stone statue, a masked female figure stood quietly, wearing a silver robe, embroidered with a crescent moon and a full moon at the same time.

Like the statue of the Bright Moon, Tails recognized the woman.

It was the lady Tails had met in the Hall of Heroes.

The woman who witnessed King Nunn's duel with Peverett.

The High Priest of the Temple of the Bright Moon - Jewell Holm.

She was looking at Tails quietly with a pair of clear and emotionless eyes outside the veil.

It seems to have been waiting for a long time.

(End of chapter)