Yongxing City, Twilight District.

"Temple—Wya, please wait!"

Glover avoided an oncoming mule cart and hurried to catch up with Tails, who was walking non-stop.

"I beg your pardon, but have you figured out what you're going to do?"

Cohen followed him closely, perhaps knowing that his work was meaningful, and the vigilante was in a good mood at the moment:

"Don't worry, that's Thai-Whya, just like in Exeter, he has his own ideas, we just have to do it-"

"I didn't think about it. Tails suddenly spoke.

Cohen choked.

Tails didn't look back, just looked forward:

"By the way, when I was in Exeter, I didn't think about it either. ”

Cohen blinked, looking at the prince's back in confusion.

Gloover sighed.

"Your Highness, with all due respect," he caught up with the young man:

"Whatever we have to do, we might as well go and inform Ms. Guinie first, as Lord Marlos suggests......"

Marlos.

Tails remembered something, and his steps paused.

Glovo and Cohen stopped alive and didn't hit the boy's back.

Only then did they realize that they were standing at the crossroads of the street corner, facing the Fuxing Avenue that ran through the north and south of the kingdom, and people came and went.

Turn right is the way back to Mendis Hall, as for the left......

"Zombies," Tails said in a loud voice:

"Commutto said before that Marlos arranged it before entering the palace, and found a reason to send you out of the Mindis Hall and come to pick me up outside the palace?"

Cohen looked up ignorantly:

"Marlos—oh, the big brother I saw last time in Mindis Hall?"

Glaglas ignored him and nodded without hesitation:

"The Lord said that the things at the banquet were not trivial, and that after you entered the palace, all accidents were possible. ”

"He has to think about the worst-case scenario and leave you with the right manpower, so you don't have to be left alone and we're left unprepared. ”

Tails was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"That guy, although he works against me every day, still has some merit, right?"

Glover nodded cautiously.

"Before becoming the watchman, the Lord was the herald of the command wing, and he was responsible for the orders of the captain of the Adrian guard to be delivered to the wings, and in many cases, what he said was what the captain of the guard meant. ”

Tails snorted.

"yes, that guy looks ...... Know a little bit of everything, and hide a little bit of everything. ”

He is worthy of being a watchman.

Tails sighed in his heart.

"Zombie, how long have you been in the Royal Guard?"

Gloufo was stunned for a moment, but instinctively replied:

"I'm still young, Your Highness, and I'm not even six years old. ”

With mixed feelings, Tails' gaze passed through the passing cars and pedestrians, and cast his gaze to the end of the avenue in the gap between their figures.

Under the setting sun, the majestic and heavy dark pyramid stood silently, like a huge lock falling from the sky, firmly pressing the heart of Yongxing City and even the entire Star Kingdom.

"What about Marlos?"

Glove's expression was shocked:

"Lord Marlos was one of the first guards to be reorganized after the coronation of His Majesty Kessel. For more than a decade, the old and the new have come and gone, and the Lord has always been there. ”

Tails nodded thoughtfully:

"Eighteen years, so to speak. ”

"So, he has been serving on the side of the throne for eighteen years around the Fuxing Palace, so skillful, so indifferent, so calm, so far-sighted. ”

Beneath his hood, Tails stared faintly at the dark and deep old palace:

"Whether it's stopping me from showing up when I'm in town, or dealing with a royal banquet, or making arrangements before a catastrophe strikes. ”

It seems that this is his instinct to act, his normal life - he sees it through, adapts to it, gets used to it, sees the tricks, and goes along with it. ”

It's like a veteran actor who is accustomed to a stage or a play, repeating similar lines countless times.

Cohen, who was out of the situation, looked boredly at the Fuxing Palace at the end of the avenue and yawned unabashedly:

"What, it's late in the evening......"

Tails spoke suddenly, interrupting him:

"Do you know what we're up against?"

Grove frowned.

Tails pondered:

"Line. ”

Gloover and Cohen were stunned:

"Line?"

Tails nodded:

"Yes, it's like in a puppet show, the threads on the idol's body have two ends of the thread. ”

"One end over there, one end over here. ”

"It involves me, and Marlos, and even everyone's every move. ”

Tails stared intently at the large and heavy pyramid in the distance.

When I was a child, that palace was like a stratus cloud floating in the sky, although it was untouchable, it always made people look up and gaze.

Now, when you can really touch it......

Tails slowly stretched out his left hand, bent the tiger's mouth, and slowly wrapped the Fuxing Palace in the distance between his fingers.

At that moment, it looks delicate and delicate, and it is all under control.

However, no matter how he tightened his fingers, all Tails could feel was the autumn wind blowing through his palm, leaving no traces, only the cold.

"It's like in Dragon's Castle, as well as in Camp Blade Fang and the Prison of Bones," the young man frowned:

"In everything that happens, there is always a thread that pulls everything, and finally converges into a torrent and rolls forward. ”

Cohen was confused and confused, and finally grasped a term he understood:

"What? Have you been to the Prison of Bones?

Following Tails' movements, Gallover looked at the Fuxing Palace at the far end of his line of sight, and became alert:

"Ripping the line - do you mean that whether it is an accident at the banquet or in today's turmoil, you are being used and manipulated by others in the thread?"

Cohen glanced at the zombies, equally alert:

"What banquet, what accident, what turmoil?"

Tails shook his head slightly:

"Nope. ”

"In my past experience, every time, as long as I understand where the thread is, see through it, grasp it, split it, I can see the exit of the labyrinth – even if there is another labyrinth behind the exit. ”

But Tails' expression deepened.

"This time, however," said the young man solemnly:

"This time it's a little more special. ”

He looked at the small Fuxing Palace that stopped between his fingers, only to feel that it was becoming more and more illusory and distant.

Glove listened intently, but did not speak.

In the next second, the golden sunset passed through Tails's fingers, illuminating the scars on his palms that were already difficult to erase due to multiple cuts.

Thinking of this, a dull pain came from the palm of his hand, replacing an ethereal chill.

"It's not that clear-cut, it's not that specific, it's not so direct—the thread on the other end isn't even a person. ”

"There are even times when I feel that everything is just my delusion, and there is no line at all. ”

Tails lowered his palm and exhaled.

"But it's not. ”

"The thread is still there, but it's so much, so thick, so dense that it's so twisted that I can't even notice it. ”

Cohen listened in great pain, but he was relieved to see that Goverford was equally bewildered.

"Because a long time ago, all I had to settle was a single line," Tails' eyes burned: "The succession of the second prince, the wrath of King Nunn, the ambition of Rumba, the rule of the Grand Duchess, ......"

"Simple, convenient and clean. ”

Evening has arrived, the people on Fuxing Avenue gradually increased, those who are off work, those who go to the market, those who work in shifts, those who wander, those who are in a hurry, the flow of people is surging, the traffic is endless, and the Fuxing Palace in the distance is blocked from one bright and one dark, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

But Tails stared at its silhouette, never losing focus to the occasional fading of the palace.

"But now ......"

"The belonging of the Blade Tooth Camp, the struggle in the Western Wilderness, the undercurrent of the Mindis Hall, the shadow of the Fuxing Palace, the actions of the Kingdom Secret Branch, the position of the Seven Servants of the Bright Star, the meaning of the Star Lake Guard," Tails' expression became solemn with each term:

"Since I returned to China and stepped into the realm of the stars, it has been more than one thing that has been involved, restricted, and oppressed me, one hand, one person. ”

"There's more to unravel than just one thread. ”

The chaos of the Western Wilderness, the Marhos of the Guards, the gaze of the throne, the hostility of the Iris, the accident at the royal banquet, the battle of Exter, the agenda of the Imperial Council, the fate of Mykory......

Countless figures flickered past Tails' eyes, like countless images flashing through his brain:

"Even with each unraveling one, I plunged myself into more, deeper, more chaotic, more complex threads—kingdoms, divisions, history, power, and so on. ”

He took a deep breath.

"I don't know when it started, and what I had to face was no longer a line. ”

"It's a myriad of threads tangled together – a whole net. ”

As the words fell, Tails suddenly felt that the Fuxing Palace in the distance began to change from an illusory silhouette, as if it had come out of a painting, with sharp edges and corners.

Gloufo struggled to understand the Prince's words.

Cohen listened drowsily, and simply wandered out of the world.

"So it's ethereal, it's empty, it's out of sight. ”

But it is also more depressing and suffocating. ”

"Worst of all, it clings to my every move, every word, every thought. ”

Tails stared at the Fuxing Palace in front of him, only to feel that the thick sense of substance became more and more obvious and clear, as if there was a sharp edge, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"In its shadows, I am no longer the person I know me, the Tyles Bright Star who survived the Jedi in the North. ”

"I was so caught in it that I was no longer free to make choices without hindrance. ”

Tails touched his heart.

"But when I drew my sword and looked around, I was in a daze, and I didn't know where to go. ”

Tails exhaled, but his eyes grew more determined.

"Forgive me, Your Highness," Glaover shook his head:

"I don't understand. ”

"Hah, you don't understand?" Cohen came back to his senses, and was immediately overjoyed:

"I'just—"

Tails slanted a look:

"You know?"

Cohen took this look, and his tone suddenly became embarrassed:

"I, that, eh......"

"Very well," Tails raised an eyebrow:

"I knew you did. ”

Cohen's expression froze on his face.

"It's a pity," Tails sighed.

"No one else understands. ”

Gloover looked at this, looked at that, and didn't understand it at all.

"It's okay, we understand, that's enough. Tails patted Cohen on the shoulder, his expression relieved.

In response, Cohen could only squeeze out an embarrassed but polite smile.

Seconds later, Tails snorted and laughed.

"No kidding – everybody has experienced that feeling, it's just that a lot of times, we don't realize it. ”

Tails' tone became serious.

"For example, you, zombie, are now in the throne of a noble family, but you have been covered in mud and mud in the past, and the two are entangled with each other, and every time you try to reach out to one of them, the other will roll back and suffocate you. ”

Glove's complexion changed slightly,

"Like you, Cohen, you crisscrossed the battlefield with a single sword, overcoming all obstacles, but at the end of the way, you found that you had to face far more than just crime and order, but everything in the lower city. ”

Cohen was stunned and silent.

"Like me, you're dealing with a whole net. ”

Tails let out a long sigh and turned around again, facing the seemingly boundless Fuxing Avenue and the Fuxing Palace hidden in the crowds.

They were silent for a long time.

"Then," said Glaufo's voice, as if he had encountered some difficulty, "what are we going to do?"

Tails' pupils slowly narrowed, and the scene reflected in it trapped the Fuxing Palace.

"According to the leader of the Brotherhood of the Streets......"

"First of all," Tails recalls the madness of the dragon's blood night, unconsciously curling the corners of his mouth:

"We're going to have to change our minds. ”

Glove's face remained unchanged, and his eyes moved.

Cohen was puzzled:

"Brains - how to change?"

Tails lowered his head and looked back at the scar in his palm.

"We are facing a net that can never be cut off, let alone unraveled. ”

As he spoke, Tails slowly stretched out his hand towards the Fuxing Palace, stretching out his five fingers, covering every edge and corner of this ancient palace.

"But that's why," said the prince, softly, as if nothing, "you, me, him, they—all of them are in it. ”

The young man's tone was cold, his eyes were indifferent, and Gloveo only felt a slight chill behind him.

"It's been controlled for a long time. ”

Tails clenched his fists fiercely and squeezed the Fuxing Palace in his palm.

"Unable to escape. ”

The next moment, Tails resolutely stepped out of the street corner and onto Fuxing Boulevard.

Glopover and Cohen looked at each other, puzzled, but Tails was gone, and they had to catch up.

Right now.

"Temple...... Wya!"

The three of them turned their heads in unison, only to see another cloaked figure hurrying up to the other side of the road.

When the other party came closer, Tails saw his face clearly and said in surprise:

"Konmutto, are you awake?"

I saw Gianluca Commutto, the second-class guard of the royal guard who was brought down by Cohen and Glover at the Leia Clubhouse, panting and trembling with excitement, looking like he was desperate:

"Scared me to death, when I woke up, you were all gone, and there was only a man in front of me who was pulling his pants......"

Cohen frowned at Gloover, who was expressionless.

Kongmuto was teary-eyed:

"I went back to the Mindis Hall, you weren't there, I went to the Fuxing Palace, and the guards also said that you didn't come, so I could only go to Dongcheng District to call someone ......"

Commutto suddenly saw Cohen's figure, and immediately gritted his teeth:

"Hey, you're that bastard......"

Cohen was startled and hurriedly lowered his hood:

"Ahem, Lobik, down there's Lobik Deira......"

"Lobik Deira ......"

As he muttered the name, his face suddenly changed.

"What a guts!"

He grabbed Cohen by the collar:

"How dare you pretend to be the Lobik Director of the West City Alert Department!"

Cohen, who was overwhelmed by the revelation of his identity, was pulled and leaned forward:

"I'm telling you, I'm the Inner City Guard Officer, and I know the internal personnel of the Guard Hall......

Tails had a headache when he heard this, and coughed:

"Kalabyan. ”

"This guy is the heir to the Vora Collar and the Twin Towers Longsword, Cohen Karabiyan, who is now a vigilante in the royal capital. ”

Commutto was stunned for a few seconds to ponder the meaning of the name.

"Oh, oh, it's Young Master Karabiyan!"

The guard officer instantly became enthusiastic and smiling.

His arm holding Cohen's collar loosened, and it transitioned naturally to the action of arranging the other party's clothes:

"What a coincidence, that, I used to be a security officer, we are peers, oops, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, if I knew you were secretly visiting......"

Cohen looked at him stunned, unable to react.

However, in the next second, another crying voice came from a distance:

"Your Highness!"

Several people were startled: another man in civilian clothes, with a stiff posture, limped towards them, and passers-by looked sideways.

Gloveo saw the other man's face clearly and covered his forehead in pain.

“D.D？”

Tails frowned:

"Aren't you recuperating from your injuries?"

The first-class guard officer beside Tails, Danny Doyle, pounced on the young man with sparkling eyes:

"Yes, Your Highness, but I, Konmuto came to my house to look for me, and I heard about the Mindis Hall—"

"Silence!"

Glafo unceremoniously dragged D.D up and pulled him to the corner, while vigilantly watching left and right, and whispered:

"Wya. His Highness's current pseudonym is Wya. ”

D.D was stunned for a moment, and then reacted:

"Oh oh, yes, Waiya! Konmuto couldn't make it clear, what did you say you went to find a woman, and you found a man who was neither male nor female, and then a strong, hard man, and then he fainted, and you were gone—"

"Yo, D.D., long time no see!" Cohen happily appeared next to Doyle and slapped him on the back!

"Whew!" Doyle screamed, and threw himself into Glovor's arms.

"Huh, what's wrong with you?" Cohen held out his hand in confusion, looking puzzled:

"Why do you walk like a duck and blow up when you shoot it?"

D.D. endured the sharp pain in his back, lay on top of Glover, and looked back.

"What?"

Doyle twisted his face, pointed his thumb angrily at Cohen, and asked Gloufo in a low voice:

"Why this guy?"

Crook quietly pulled him off his body.

"You know, the fool next to the temple - Huaiya has taken a leave, and we can't find another fool, so we have to let him take the replacement. ”

Doyle groaned weakly, and then wondered:

"Oh, the fool's understudy...... Wait, who's that idiot who took the leave?"

Gloover pursed her lips.

"Hey, you two!"

Cohen waved his hand indignantly from the sidelines:

"Don't speak ill of me behind my back—I can hear you! I, listen! Yes! Do you hear me? I hear you, do you hear me?"

Gloufer shrugged at D.D.

D.D frowned at Cohen and then at the cold Crofo, but finally looked down and sighed.

"Well, fools are fools, maybe I really am," Doyle reluctantly tapped Cohen's shoulder:

"Anyway, thank you for my class, with Your Highness. ”

Now it was Cohen's turn to be surprised:

"What's wrong with you today? It's not the same as usual? Why don't you talk back?"

"It's all right, that's it, before I do one thing now," Doyle grinned bitterly, tightening the clothes behind his back, baring his teeth:

"You have to weigh the scales first. ”

As soon as these words came out, Gloover also had to be impressed.

"it," Cohen looked at Doyle in surprise:

"Playboy dude...... You've grown up!"

Doyle also gave him a melancholy smile.

So Cohen was relieved, and slapped D.D on the back again.

Listening to Doyle's screams and watching their reunion, Tails curled the corners of his mouth, suddenly feeling that today was not so bad.

But at that moment, a strange feeling surged in his heart.

Well?

Tails subconsciously turned his head and looked at the crowd behind him.

Just as he turned his head, the crowd on the street suddenly stirred.

"It's so noisy in the back. ”

"What's going on?"

"Did you get into a car accident?"

The rest of the Star Lake Guard also noticed the commotion and turned back in unison.

But the commotion quickly changed tone, and the whispers of the crowd spread panic.

"Quick, get out of the way!"

"Whose horse is shocked!"

"Why did you suddenly go crazy?"

"Who's holding it?"

Tails' face changed: the strangeness was getting heavier and heavier.

The next moment, a huge black shadow appeared in the street market and rushed out of the crowd!

Getting closer and closer to them.

Glover, Cohen, D.D., and Commutto also saw this scene and changed color in unison.

"It's coming here!"

"Run!"

The panicked whispers turned into screams of fear, and the people on the street fled in all directions to avoid the shadows!

The black shadow moved so loudly that it stirred up countless strong winds.

It shrouded in Tails and his party, and the speed was oppressive, and it was coming in an instant!

"Be careful—"

Before Tails could react, Glover flew and pinned him firmly to the ground.

"What the hell—" D.D. was surprised before he could finish his sentence and was knocked down by both Cohen and Konmuto.

Tails only felt a huge black shadow sweep over his head, driving the wind like a blade, making their cloaks tremble!

And that sense of strangeness has reached its peak.

Glah, grats......

The shadow landed behind them, making a rhythmic sound of stomping on the ground, and drifting away.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Glafo got up in embarrassment:

"Damn brute!"

Tails, who was once again served by the VIP of the Royal Guard, choked out the dust from his mouth in pain, only to poke his head out of the zombie's arms.

Doyle pushed away the two big men on his body, bared his teeth under the double pain of whiplash and fall:

"Where did the brute come from, dare to rush into the royal family - it's back again!"

Gurgle cluck,

The sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded again, and everyone was startled again:

The huge black shadow in the distance took a sharp turn, turned back again, and rushed towards them!

"What kind of idiot horse is this, galloping through the city, see if I don't cut him-" Cohen rolled up his sleeves in exasperation.

"No, ordinary startled horses don't be so persistent, it may have been drugged and directed at His Highness!" Kong Muto analyzed vigilantly.

"Oh, don't talk fast, who's going to pull me......" This is D.D. who snorted in pain.

Aroused, Eloover jumped up, gritted his teeth and drew his sword:

"Slaughter it!"

"Wait. But Tails suddenly reached out, grabbed his sword, and stood up.

I saw the young man take a deep breath, run a few steps, and open his arms towards the rushing black shadow!

Glove's subconscious reached out to stop the prince, but he was empty.

Everyone gasped.

And the black shadow, with a lightning speed, swept through the dust and rushed towards Tails!

"No, no, no, no—" D.D looked heartbroken.

In the next second, the black shadow's hooves kicked the ground continuously, slowing down sharply, stirring up countless dust!

In front of the stunned crowd, the black shadow went from galloping to galloping, then to ordinary steps, and finally, it came to Tails with graceful little broken steps, and bowed its head obediently.

"Beautiful, didn't hit anything, the posture of jumping over obstacles is much more sophisticated," Tails smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke the dark horse:

"Good girl. ”

The dark horse's eyes were bright and he snorted happily.

It leaned forward, squeezing Tails between his chin and neck, rubbing back and forth.

"Yes, I know, I miss you too," Tails was a little helpless by its affectionate "hug", but the tremor in his heart turned into stability, he gently combed the other party's mane, and said softly:

"Jenny. ”

The Star Lake Guardians—and Cohen—watched in amazement.

"This is, D.D., you read a lot, tell me, what is this scene?" Cohen stabbed Doyle dumbfounded.

"Well, let me—don't touch my back—let me think," Doyle frowned and thought for a moment as he watched Tails bask in joy and have no time to pay attention to their scene:

"Tie the knot?"

Commutto observed his words, waving his hands to disperse the crowd of curious onlookers who were in the midst of the chaos:

"It's scattered, it's all scattered, the guard officer is here! What's so good, I haven't seen the second generation of the official's drag racing car - drag racing?"

His sternness had a slight effect, and the crowd slowly dispersed, but not as quickly as Glovor's methods—the zombie stepped forward with a cold face, and involuntarily took the money bag from D.D.'s waist, pulled it open, and threw a sky of coins and bills into the distance.

In the midst of D.D.'s angry protests and the crowd's lively scrambling, Glover and the others escorted Tails and his new mount out of the "crime scene".

But he hadn't gone far before Glouover turned vigilantly: several figures rushed through the crowd in spite of the coins.

"Uncle, ahead, just ahead!"

"You take it easy, boy, where did you put the lasso?"

"That thing doesn't work! remember, last time I was hit by a dumb man, and he ran up and flew a kite for an afternoon......"

"Hmph. ”

"Tempt it with good horse food!"

"Or put on the clothes of His Highness......"

"Damn it's been the first time this has been, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard - when that dead face is here, it never dares to be so crazy......"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to chop up this crazy horse and feed it to the dumb this time-"

"Hmph. ”

The Star Lake Guards stood vigilantly in formation, blocking the path of the incoming.

The rambling stopped abruptly, and the people stopped in unison, looking at the Star Lake Guards vigilantly.

Grove frowned:

There were four of them, all of them fully armed, the older man wearing a sword and a shield, the younger one with a spear on his back, and one wearing a strange mask that covered the area from his chin to the lower half of his face.

And their leader was a valiant young man with a long sword hanging from his waist, and he looked at the dark horse who was intimate with Tails.

But their position—and Glover's increasing vigilance—was extremely professional, spreading out from side to side, guarding each other's corners.

It's not a gangster, but a veteran who has been on the battlefield and seen blood.

"Ahh

Cohen suddenly exclaimed, and with a happy face, he rushed between the two teams.

When strangers saw Cohen, their expressions also changed, some were surprised, some were disgusted, and some were surprised and then disgusted.

"That, I know, I know!"

Cohen's lips opened and closed, his hands danced, and he opened his arms to the leading youth:

"Let me introduce you, it's mine-"

But the young man simply swept past Cohen's side in a daze, ignoring his embrace.

Cohen threw his arms in the air and could only raise his arms in embarrassment.

Until he sees the next person.

In front of him, the strange man wearing a silver mask snorted coldly and looked at the vigilant officer with resentment.

"My ......"

Cohen's smile became extremely ugly, his arms softened, and his voice trembled:

"-friends?"

On the other side, the heroic-looking young man's breathing accelerated, his chest rose and fell, and he walked towards Tails step by step, his face full of disbelief.

"Temple...... Your Highness?"

Similarly, Tails, who was holding Jenny in one hand, looked back at him with a faint smile:

"Wya. ”

Heroic young man, who had not seen him for a long time, took a sharp breath, from disbelief to ecstasy, he caught up in three or two steps:

"Your Highness, it's you, it's really you!"

But Glovo coldly raised his arms and stood between Wyay and Tails.

Wyaa came to his senses, and a hard brake stood in front of Tails.

He glanced at Gloover, forced himself to recall the etiquette of the stars, embarrassedly sorted out the messy and random description of the long day's journey, and bowed respectfully and solemnly.

Tails opened his mouth, but only a few words could pop out:

"Yes, it's me. ”

Huaiya blinked vigorously, adjusted her breathing, and turned back in surprise:

"I was just talking to the dumb ......"

The masked weirdo snorted hoarsely and turned his head away.

Wya's ignorance of him either, just looked at Tails excitedly, and said incoherently:

"You don't know, when you were robbed in Longxiao City...... Uncle Jenard said it was all your plan, but I couldn't believe it......"

The elder with his sword and shield on his back smiled faintly.

"The Meteorite checked each of us from cover to cover...... Until he returned to Longxiao City covered in injuries......"

Wya's excitement was incoherent.

"Until the news of your return to the kingdom arrives, we-"

But Tails smiled, and smiled comfortably.

In the next second, he stepped over Glove, and also across the distance between the prince and the attendant, stretched out his arms freely, and under the surprised eyes of the attendant, he firmly embraced Huaiya.

Everyone's faces changed in unison.

"Thank you, Waiya. ”

Tails pressed his chin on Wya's shoulder, trying to contain the tremor in his voice:

"Thank you for coming back. ”

Huaiya was also stunned, and he looked at the prince's unseemly sincere actions, and his hands had nowhere to put them:

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Tails took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the net he was in was no longer so thick and deep:

"You don't know, you don't know what that means to me. ”

Wya's hesitation for a few seconds, but he eventually smiled, naturally hugging the boy and patting him on the back.

"I know, Your Highness, I know—just like before. ”

Oh, yes.

Tails closed his eyes.

As before.

"Damn," D.D. was dumbfounded, staring at the new young man who was being embraced by the prince:

"What's going on?"

Cohen sighed, remembering his military career, he sighed:

"The old love is gone. ”