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The next moment, the friction sound of the sword coming out of the sheath was endless, and it rang out!

"Boom!"

Without hesitation, Waia unsheathed his blade, the tip of the blade faintly pointed at Nicolai's throat, his gaze solemn.

"Huh!"

Rolf's only blade of Hidden Blade popped out of the cuff, the blade pointed at Nicolai's heart, and the upper half of his face, which was not covered by his silver mask, looked ugly.

"Bang!"

These were the white-knuckled guards behind Nicolai.

These tall, muscular, masked Northland elites are armed with lightweight, iron-colored arm shields in their left hands, and in their right hands, they draw their swords with special shapes at their waists, the hilts are snow-white and slender enough to be held with both hands, and the blades are shining and gracefully curved—they really don't look like the rugged and majestic Northland style.

The movements of their swords drawn were neat and heavy, and the eyes outside the scarves were murderous, and at some point they had spread out in a semicircle, faintly encircling them, the Star Mission, on three sides.

The dozen or so soldiers left in the stars, such as Jenard, Vero and others, did not hesitate to use their swords and take the front line of confrontation with the White Blade Guards.

"Look at their movements and their eyes...... These are the true elite, and neither are our royal guards," Ada's voice came from behind Tails' ears, "It's a cut above the Black Sand Lords' army, even against the vampire Holy Blood Legion, it's probably not inferior." ”

Tails stared at the other side in disbelief, staring at Nicolai with a grim smile on his face.

What's going on?

Tie yourself up to Longxiao City?

It wasn't that he didn't anticipate what might happen to him in Exeter...... In fact, it is very normal for King Nunn, who has lost his beloved son, to be angry, ridiculed, ridiculed, and humiliated by him, even if it comes to avoiding war between the two countries and curbing the ambitions of the Black Sand Territory, the Bright Star Royal Family and the Walton family actually have the same interests.

But Tails never imagined that this humiliating "greeting" would start before he arrived in Longxiao City.

Do you really want them to tie me up and go to Longxiao City?

If we refuse—in the moonlight, Tails looks numbly at the white-handled swords of the white-knuckled guards, estimating the contrast between the odds of strength between friend and foe—how will things develop?

"What a ridiculous!" said Putirai's stern and angry voice, and he said angrily, as he pondered the situation before him, "Bondage, no envoy from one country to another has ever been treated like this, and this is an insult to the honor of His Majesty Nunn VII, and to the honor of the Kingdom of Exeter!

If he is a man of King Nunn, he must have to worry about the face and dignity of the king of Exter, unless he ......

All around them, the Exeters from the Black Sand Territory looked at everything in the field with puzzled expressions: dozens of white-knuckled guards and a dozen Star Legations faced each other in a tense manner.

"Hmph," Nicolai curled the corners of his mouth and gave an ominous sneer, "This really won't bring any glory to Your Majesty......"

"But it can make him happy......"

"That's enough. ”

Putile clenched the sword in his hand, and Tails couldn't help but frown.

In the next moment, there was no command, no order, but the masked soldiers of the White Blade Guard had cold eyes, and they all took a step closer!

"Poof!" their steps were heavy in the snow, like a hammer striking the hearts of the stars.

Nervously looking at the enemy, Willow Ken's shoulders shook, and his two spears were about to be stabbed!

"Smack!" a strong hand reached out and gripped the young spearman's right hand tightly, holding the tip of the spear he nearly stabbed out.

Willow was startled, and turned his head to see that it was the veteran Jenard.

"Steady, don't care about their steps, watch their shoulders!" he said calmly.

After a fierce and bloody battle with the Bloods in the birch forest, the private soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the seriously wounded leader Jorah remained in the fortress, while the veteran Jenard, who had served as the duke's personal guard, vaguely became the leader of this group of privates, including a small number of Bright Star Private Soldiers, Fort veterans, and Northern Levies, by virtue of his veteran experience on the battlefield and the skillful skills he gradually regained.

However, in the face of the extremely tense atmosphere in front of him, the veteran couldn't help but ooze cold sweat.

"Is this the will and order of His Majesty Nunn?" said Tails, trying to be calm.

"Oh, of course. Ignoring the two blades pointed at his throat and heart, Nicolai said gloomily, "He just didn't say it." ”

A second later, Nicolais's figure moved, and he suddenly took a step forward and walked towards Tails!

Tails was taken aback!

Wyay and Rolf gritted their teeth in unison and handed over their blades, trying to force Nicolai back.

But the next moment, a cold light flashed on Nicolai's face, and his figure flickered.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the pale-faced Meteorite instantly turned sideways and bullied into the gap between the two blades!

"Rub!" Wyachel's single-edged sword to his throat struck the white hilt of Nicolai's shoulder, sparking!

"Bell!" and Nicolai's right hand flicked a finger lightly, flicking it at Rolf's Hidden Blade pointed at his heart.

At that moment, under the angry eyes of Wyaa and Rolf, Nicola's expression remained unchanged to break through the defenses of the two of them, squeeze into the gap between them, and stretched out his left hand towards Tails!

Damn it!

Tails gritted his teeth and reacted extremely quickly to take a step back, avoiding Nicolai's hand, and at the same time pulling up with his left hand, touching the dagger at his waist with his right hand, and posing in an "iron body pose" of Northland military swordsmanship.

But he was astonished to see that the moment he retreated, Nicolai's hand changed direction at the same time, unpredictably and prophetically, reaching out in the direction he was dodging!

The fluctuation surged into Tails' brain in time, "slowing down" the scene in front of him as much as possible.

In Tails' field of vision, Nicollet moved slowly, like a being with a silver glow, but each flicker of light in his body brought about a change in Nicollet's form.

Is this his finishing power?, Tails thought thoughtfully.

The shape, movements, speed, changes, and trajectory of the meteorite all entered Tails' consciousness at that moment.

After a moment of estimation, a pessimistic conclusion came to Tails' mind:

Dodge no matter what...... He couldn't avoid Nicolai's capture.

Luckily, there's still her...... Tails felt the aura change of the cloak behind him.

"Click!"

Nicolai's hand was halfway through when he was grabbed by a diminutive figure in a cloak.

"Be polite, boy," Eda said coldly, clasping Nicola's wrist, "at least say 'hello' or 'please.'" ”

Tails exhaled deeply.

Wya's and Rolf's blades hurriedly followed, clung to the Meteorite's neck.

"Oh," Nicolai seemed slightly surprised, but he still didn't care about the two blades that were against the point, but frowned at his grabbed wrist, and then said to Eda with interest, "A woman...... But you can see through my movements?"

The dozens of white-bladed guards around Nicolai didn't seem to be at all worried about their leader in danger, their eyes still cold, and they maintained their oppression of the stars with murderous intent.

"What does this mean, Lord Nicolai, this is neither customary nor an order of King Nunn......" Putirai blushed, "this private act of yours is almost no different from an assassination!"

"Assassination, assassination?" said Nicolai in a low voice, and he looked up with a terrifying expression, "You mean what you stars have done to our Moral prince in your land?"

"Stabbing?"

Nikolai stared at Tails with angry eyes, and said word by word, "What have you done to Your Majesty's only son, to the prince of Exter, to the heir of Longxiao City, to my students?"

"That kind of cowardly behavior?"

Putilai was stunned at first, then reacted, and said without hesitation: "That should also be decided by His Majesty Nunn!"

Damn it.

Tails gasped softly, biting his lower lip.

He looked at Nicola, who was pinned down by Edda, and was held to the throat by the swords of Wyaa and Rolf, and gritted his teeth: this situation...... How do you clean it up?

Forcing Nicolas to retreat?

Tails took a deep breath as he raised his hands to the pale man, signaling that he was a harmless little boy, while Nicollet sneered at him maliciously.

"Your Excellency Viscount Kambida, and Your Excellency Lord Tuleha!" the second prince of the stars turned his head and shouted at the army of the Black Sand Lord, "Your mission to escort me to Longxiao City is almost complete!

"You can leave here!"

Tails' voice fell.

Putirai raised his eyebrows, while Nikolai was slightly stunned.

Viscount Cambida, who was frowning at all this from a distance, sighed deeply.

However, Kambida finally only nodded at the frowning Tuleha and strode forward.

This little kid.

What are the words?

[Your mission to escort me to Longxiao City has almost been completed]: Before I arrived in Longxiao City, the Black Sand Collar was responsible for my safety, but I haven't arrived in Longxiao City yet.

[Presumably, people will admire the loyalty of the Grand Duke of the Black Sand to His Majesty Nunn]: Everyone will know that His Majesty Nun kidnapped the Prince of the Stars as if no one was in the army of the Black Sand Lord.

[And King Nunn will also be satisfied with your loyalty]: Even if you are obedient again, the relationship between King Nun and the Grand Duke of Black Sand will not be better, and Long Xiao City still regards the Black Sand Collar as a thorn in the side.

[And I am very grateful for your escort]: an opportunity to win the friendship of the Prince of the Stars is right in front of you.

[You can leave here]: Hurry up and get out of the way!

"Lord Nicolai!" Viscount Kambida said as he reassessed whether these words were said by the second prince of the Putile Sect, "After all, this is the camp of the Black Sand army, and we have been entrusted with the mission of protecting the safety of His Highness Tails by the Grand Duke, and your current actions ...... Undoubtedly, it is very unwise. ”

Nicolai shook off Ada's hand, still ignoring the blade around his neck, and said coldly to Kambida, "I thought you were also Exeters. ”

"Of course we're Exeters, but we're also Northlanders...... And the Northland people cherish their reputation, just as the snow eagle cherishes its wings. Kambida walked up to Nicola's side, looked at the two sides of the tension, and his eyes paused especially on Tails and Putile: "Your Excellency the Meteorite...... I believe that His Majesty Nunn should not have given you the order to 'tie the prince to Longxiao City'. ”

Behind him, the soldiers of the Black Sand Collar slowly surrounded this side at the signal of Tulha.

Nicolai looked at Kambida steadily.

Then he gave a faint sneer.

"What if I say 'no,'" the man's face turned even paler, "what are you going to do? Your Excellency the Viscount of the Black Sands, do you want your army to take out us, His Majesty's personal guard?"

"Really, warriors of the Black Sand Territory?" Nicolai smiled as his gaze swept around him, sweeping over the elite standing army specially allocated by the Grand Duke of Black Sand.

Tails' heart sank.

Worst.

It seems that even two thousand Black Sand Collar troops...... Nor could it deter Nicolai and his white-knuckle guards.

"There are less than fifty of you," Tulha said from behind Kambida, looking at the white weapon behind Nicola, his face solemn, "Even with the Soul Breaker Blade, you can only hold out for a few more minutes...... You are neither Araka Mu, nor his immovable bow. ”

Kambida stared at Nicola's face: "Of course, we don't want to be an enemy of the famous White Guards...... Especially 12 years ago, we fought side by side. ”

"The face-changing game of good guys and bad guys is no longer popular," Nicolai said indifferently, "I said that Your Majesty would settle accounts with Rumba...... Until then, you won't want to mess with the captain of his guard. ”

Tails' heart moved.

White Guards.

He remembered what Putirai had told him about Kaslan's identity.

Kaslan retired twenty years ago...... So......

"You know," Tails said slowly, drawing the attention of everyone in the room, "We just passed by the Heroes Tavern in Kaslan a few days ago. ”

Tails noticed that as soon as his voice fell, Nicollet's face changed suddenly.

Even the white-bladed guards who confronted them around them had their eyes flashing.

Kaslan ...... It seems that the old man meant something to them.

Tails nodded inwardly.

"Kaslan has invited me to a glass of rye, the limited kind," Tails continued calmly, "and he's a wise and open-minded old man...... But I suppose you don't know him, Lord Nicolai?"

Nicolai's eyes lit up with a complicated look.

"Because," Tails sighed, "the White Guards led by people like him must not be like you. ”

Nicolas stared at him without saying a word.

The next moment, Tails gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

Immediately, under everyone's shocked eyes, the second prince shouted, "Star Man, lay down your weapons!"

Both Wyaa and Rolf looked at Tails in surprise, and even Eda let out a "huh" under his cloak.

The people of the stars looked at the white-bladed guards around them, and looked at each other in disbelief, unable to believe His Royal Highness's orders.

Only Putile was thoughtful.

Kambida and Tulha frowned at the same time.

Nicolai stared at him with an inscrutable expression.

"This is an order from your second prince, from the heir to the throne of the Star Kingdom!" Tails repeated with a determined expression.

Putile was the first to retract his sword from its scabbard and took a step back.

Immediately, Jenard did not hesitate to withdraw his sword.

Wyah glanced at the prince in disbelief, and under the latter's unquestioning gaze, he gritted his teeth and withdrew the sword against Nicolai's neck.

Then there was Rolf, then the fifth, then the sixth...... Until all the stars have put away their arms.

In full view, Tails stepped forward, past the protection of Wyaa and Rolf, and walked in front of Nicolais.

"You should have done this a long time ago," Nikolai looked down at him with a blank face, "the sooner you obey, the less pain......"

"Enough, Your Excellency the Starfaller. Tails interrupted him coldly.

"I don't know why you insist on tying me up and going back to Longxiao City, whether it's a new hatred, an old hatred, a Moral prince, or a Horace prince," Tails forced a tremor in his voice, "But until I complete my first mission, I will only speak back to King Nunn." ”

Nicolas looked at the second prince of the stars in amazement.

"This will be the future king of the stars, a conversation with the current king of Exeter," Tails took a deep breath, "but before that, you want to humiliate me, who is about to talk to His Majesty Nunn?"

"There is no doubt that your actions are tarnishing the honor of His Majesty Nunn...... A father who has lost his only son doesn't have to care about his honor anymore?"

"Ask yourself, White-Bladed Guards, Northlanders!" Tails turned to the White-Bladed Guards around him, "His personal guards, White-Bladed Guards, Dragonguards, humiliatingly kidnapping a seven-year-old child to Dragon's Sky...... Let everyone know what the strength of His Majesty Nunn VII, the co-king of Exter, the successor of the hero Necajú, and the ruler of the Northlanders!"

The warriors of the White Blade Guard, their eyes scattered outside their face scarves.

"Kaslan told me, both in the history of the empire and in the symbol of the dragon...... None of this matters, what matters is whether the Northland people can still insist on themselves and live their own moments. Tails turned, he spread his hands, raised his head and stared at Nicolai calmly: "In these days, we have eaten the food of the Northlanders, and we have drunk the wine of the Northlanders, and according to the customs of the Northlands, we are now guests of His Majesty Nunn, guests in the land under his rule. ”

"Now, at last, we are on his doorstep - let's see if the strength and glory of the Northlanders is worth the perilous journey. ”

The warriors of the White Blade Guard quickly exchanged glances, then looked at their commander in unison.

Kambida's gaze shifted between Tails and Putile, thoughtful.

Wya, on the other hand, looked worriedly at the meteorite on the other side.

Nicolais, the most critical decision-maker, slowly narrowed his eyes.

A few seconds passed.

"Very well, Tails Bright Star," he said, looking at Tails, and smiling faintly, "you and your uncle...... The difference is not too far either. ”

Tails was stunned.

"Put away your blades, my brothers," Nicolas looked at Tails with a complicated expression, "Let Your Majesty decide what happens to our guests...... Even if he has a deep enmity with us. ”

The white-knuckle guards who had received the order neatly put their swords back into their sheaths.

Tails finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Also relieved were the people of the stars, even the two commanders of the Black Sand Collar.

Right now.

"Alert!" On the outskirts of the camp, the soldiers of the Black Sand Collar once again shouted vigilantly.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn outside the campsite.

In the moonlight, new cavalry appeared before their eyes, heading towards the camp.

"Your companions?" asked Kambida, narrowing his eyes, as he asked Nicolai.

Nicolas did not answer him.

The sound of horses' hooves came from outside the camp.

It was a dozen horsemen, waving a strange banner, slowly approaching their camp.

It was a banner on a white background, depicting a golden ear of wheat with a curve, extending from the upper right corner of the banner to the lower left corner, and crossing a dagger that was also golden yellow.

"Good night, everyone," an unfamiliar male voice came from afar: "Praise the harvest lady and the girl of the shepherd's sea, may they bless you with worry-free food and clothing, and a prosperous life!"

Kambida took a few steps forward, looked at the banner of the wheat ear dagger, and frowned slowly.

"I am Lhasa Kambida, Viscount of Munton City, and this is the military camp of the Grand Duke of Black Sand," said Viscount Kambida, "who is coming!"

Under the protection of more than a dozen cavalrymen, a middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous coat, wearing a gem-studded top hat, and a bunch of golden ponytail hair slowly rode out of the crowd.

"In Lower Shreis Bermuda, Honorary Marquis of Goodflow," the middle-aged man stopped his horse, took off his hat and put it on his left chest, and with a friendly and humble smile on his face, he bowed slightly in the direction of Kambida: "From the friendly and generous alliance of the sixteen city-states of Commas, and a member of the thirty-six seats in the United Council of Commas. ”

"On behalf of the Alliance of Good Streams, I sent an envoy to Exter, and I heard that His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Stars was here, and I came to meet him. ”

――――

In the early morning, Longxiao City, Xichi Avenue.

This is a black-haired, black-eyed Far Eastern man, probably in his thirties and forties—the Far Easterners age at a different rate than the Ludols and the Northlanders, and are not easy to identify by their appearance.

He carried an inextinguishable lamp and walked calmly in the dark and cold underground cellar, intending to start the day's work.

But the next moment, he frowned, as if he sensed something.

He stopped, and in the silence and darkness, his eyes swept carefully around every corner of his eyes, and his ears listened to everything that was going on in the cellar.

Nothing.

But he did not let his guard down.

Because he trusts his instincts more.

Many times, the danger cannot be detected by the eyes and ears.

In many cases, instinct is the last thing life relies on.

Like now.

He gritted his teeth and frowned, staring at the darkness beyond the light, his expression hideous.

Just like the wolves that sense danger together, sharpening their teeth and claws, alert to the danger in the dark.

Immediately, the figure of the Far Easterner moved, holding the lamp with one hand and holding his waist with the other hand as he lowered his body.

He was facing sideways to the left front, facing the wall, facing the darkness behind the corner.

"Who's there?" said the Far Easterner calmly.

There was no answer.

"If you're trying to steal some oil, buddy," said the Far Easterner, speaking in a lingua franca with a Northland accent, his feet moving slowly and rhythmically, "then you've come to the wrong place." ”

Still no answer.

Far Easterners narrowed their eyes.

In the next moment, his body flashed!

A dozen steps of the road were rushed by him in three steps!

Far Easterners crossed the corner, and the light of the inextinguishable lamp illuminated everything in this corner.

But the Far Easterners were surprised to say "huh".

The corner in front of him was empty.

After a few seconds, the Far Easterners breathed a sigh of relief.

Am I too suspicious?

The Far Eastern minifigure carefully examined the corner on one side to make sure that there was no trace left by anyone.

He shook his head, shrugged, and patted his head.

It seems so.

The old problems of the past can't be changed...... As a result, I am still suspicious even when I sleep.

The wolf is sleepless, it is a police officer - this is the first lesson that the master taught him a long, long time ago, after he left him on the grassland in the north and left him to live alone for three days.

He sighed.

I really hope that one day, I can sleep well.

Forget all about the past.

The Far Easterner smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned and walked back the way he had come.

The lights also turned with him.

Shine on another person behind you.

A man who appeared out of nowhere.

Far Easterners' pupils shrank!

He instinctively raised the hand at his waist!

"Boom!"

The Far Easterners were shocked to find that their right hand, which was holding a dagger, was firmly grasped by an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared!

Immobile.

"Long time no see, Gu. ”

The other party said slowly.

The Far Easterners endured the shock in their hearts, the trembling all over their bodies, and the instinct to unleash the power of the end to break free.

He stared at the man who had suddenly appeared.

The ordinary-looking man.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time," replied Gu, a man from the Far East, bitterly:

"Black sword. ”

The black sword lowered Gu's wrist.

"Lancer asked me to come to you. The man known as the Black Sword said coldly and briefly

It's still the same as before.

Gu put the dagger back into his waist and frowned.

Concise and straightforward.

It's chilling.

"Yes," Gu took a deep breath, eliminating all superfluous emotions and memories, and said, "I found him." ”

Black Sword didn't speak.

"Confirm?" It took a few seconds for the black sword to speak slowly.

"Although I haven't seen him directly," Gu Shen took a breath, "but it should be him, and there will be no mistake." ”

Black Sword was silent.

Odd.

Gu Dark said: Why is he so calm? Shouldn't he be ......

"I'll come back to you in the evening and ask for details. Black Sword turned around and said lightly, "I still have some things to do." ”

Come to me again?

Gu thought of the other party's elusive figure, and couldn't help frowning.

"Okay," Gu remembered his past memories, only feeling irritable and flustered, and he said helplessly: "Anyway, I have to do business first." ”

"Business?" Black Sword frowned, remembering Gu's bad past.

His figure disappeared again into the darkness outside the light: "What else can you do business?"

"What business?" Gu exhaled unpleasantly, he walked to the table beside him, violently lifted a layer of oilcloth on it, revealing a boning knife and a cutting board, and then said angrily:

"This is my butcher's shop!"

"Selling meat, of course!" (To be continued.) )