Thales took a deep breath and stared at the Red Witch in front of him.
Even though Asda had answered his questions about being a Mystic, Thales still had many doubts about his own physique.
His primary suspect was still his mysterious mother, especially after hearing the Queen of the Sky's baffling words.
The second prince's chest heaved slightly. "Why did you mention this name?"
'She's lying,' Thales thought.
The Prince of Constellation's first middle name was a rare name — it was not a secret.
Calshan's eyes narrowed into slits as she flashed a gentle and friendly smile.
"At the banquet, you talked about a mother's pain of longing for her son." Calshan opened her eyes slightly and looked at Thales with an amused gaze. "Of course she wanted to repay you …"
The Red Witch's gaze flickered and she enunciated each word meaningfully, "… in the same way."
Thales clenched his fists slightly.
'God.
'She knows something. At least she knows that's my birth mother …'
"Prince Thales!"
Thales was slightly startled. He raised his head and looked at Raphael.
The latter shook his head slowly with a solemn expression. "Please remember, no matter what she does or says now, it's all for her own purpose.
"If you need answers, the Secret Intelligence Department is always at your service — we have enough information in our treasury."
Thales turned his head. His gaze swept past Miranda, who had a heavy heart, Raphael, who had a solemn expression, and Cohen, who had a puzzled look on his face.
He frowned, took a deep breath and nodded.
'That's right.
At least not now. '
Calshan sighed slightly.
"Sometimes I admire Morat's ability to teach his students." The old woman turned her gaze and looked straight at Raphael. "Every one of his students is so outstanding.
"Be it those who are loyal to him or those who are his enemies."
Raphael snorted coldly.
Miranda slowly walked to the left of the Red Witch, while Cohen moved to the other side.
In the face of such an obvious action, Calshan seemed to be completely unaware.
This made Thales even more uneasy.
"Prince Thales." The Red Witch's gaze became fierce, which was rare for her. "Remember my advice at the banquet? All the difficulties you have experienced are nothing compared to Morat's."
"His loyalty is the deadliest poison," Calshan said solemnly. "The more loyal he is, the more dangerous he is.
"I'm sure you've already experienced this."
Thales shut his mouth and frowned.
Raphael shook his head. "This is too ironic coming from the mouth of someone who betrayed King Nuven."
Karshan smiled.
"The tragedy of the Secret Intelligence Department is that your master is only a Jadestar." The Red Witch shook her head nonchalantly. "The Jadestar who rules over Constellation forever."
"But the monarch of Eckstedt is always changing."
"So, the Secret Room is only loyal to Eckstedt." Calshan paused for a moment and her smile became cold. "When the king can no longer represent Eckstedt …"
"We will choose the most advantageous route for Eckstedt."
Thales was struck by a thought.
When the king could no longer represent Eckstedt.
Could it be …
"Betrayal is betrayal." Cohen could not help but say, "Especially when Nuven is still the king."
His footsteps were getting closer and closer to Calshan.
"I didn't want this to happen either."
Calshan glanced at Miranda and Cohen, who were getting closer and closer. She shook her head and sighed. "But when we found out …"
"It was already too late."
Thales frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I mean …" Calshan raised her head. Her expression was solemn, which was rare.
"Now!"
The Red Witch's voice suddenly rose. At the same time, she retreated hastily!
Cohen and Miranda were startled.
* Boom! *
Before anyone could react, a huge explosion came from above their heads!
It shook Thales so much that his entire body trembled. His ears rang.
The ceiling was broken open.
Countless stones poured down from above their heads, bringing with them gusts of dust.
Amidst the flying dust, Thales coughed and instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.
'What … happened?'
But before he could even react, he was pushed by Wya, who had quick reflexes, and fell backwards.
Wya unsheathed his single-edged sword and slashed at the stones above their heads.
A few stones were sliced open and smashed against the surrounding empty space and walls, bringing up even more dust and obscuring the figures of Raphael and the others.
Thales and Little Rascal both lost their balance and fell on the ground a meter behind them.
"Forget about her!" Raphael's anxious shout came faintly from the front. "Return and defend!"
Ralf swung his remaining left arm and generated a cyclone, intending to scrape away the dust.
But a sturdy figure in a military uniform descended from the sky.
He landed in front of Ralf.
In his blurry vision, Thales vaguely saw the figure calmly avoid Ralf's hidden blade. Ralf, on the other hand, flew to the side under the effect of his psionic ability.
But in the next moment, the sturdy figure instantly exerted force and struck with his elbow!
Ralf's figure paused heavily.
* Thud! *
Amidst the dust, the Phantom Wind Follower's body flew backward and crashed into a prison cell.
"No!" Wya's furious roar rang in his ears.
The Power of Eradication surged into the attendant's sword-wielding hand. He stood in front of Thales and charged towards the figure in the dust. Amidst the endless pain, he swung his sword without any regard for the consequences.
The wind from the sword brushed against his face. Thales had no choice but to close his eyes.
"Impulsive," a deep male voice rang.
The sturdy figure did not retreat. Instead, he advanced towards the tip of Wya's sword!
Wya's single-edged sword slashed into the enemy's shoulder.
* Clang! * The sound of the blade cutting through iron was heard.
But the tall figure immediately swung his right arm, pressed it against Wya's neck, and gave it a forceful push!
* Thud! *
Wya's figure flew backward, and his head hit the wall of the prison cell solidly.
The attendant fell to the ground in defeat.
'Sh * t.'
Thales gritted his teeth. As he coughed, he pulled Little Rascal, who was equally at a loss, to her feet.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the tall figure in the dust.
The enemy pulled Wya's sword from his shoulder armor, tossed it aside, and walked towards Thales.
Thales did not have time to panic. He instinctively retreated.
* Clang! *
Raphael appeared from the dust and swiftly swung his sword at the back of the enemy's head.
His arm trembled, and a strange sound came from his muscles. The tip of his sword blurred, and it whistled shrilly in the air.
The tall enemy suddenly turned around.
As he turned around, a thin blade with a smooth arc was instantly unsheathed from his waist!
* Swoosh! *
It was a blade rarely seen in the Western Peninsula. It was a light cavalry blade that shone with a golden luster.
The moment the enemy drew his blade, Thales felt the air around him tremble, and it became hotter than ever before!
The instant the temperature rose, it was as if someone had suddenly lit a fire in the air.
It reminded him of the bombardment from the Mystic Gun.
The enemy turned around and slashed at Raphael's blade.
* Sizzle! *
The saber and longsword collided, but the sound produced was not the usual collision of metal, but a shrill sizzle!
Raphael's blade broke in an instant.
The broken blade hit the wall, and was immediately repelled.
"Ah!"
Raphael gritted his teeth and groaned in pain. His sword-wielding left hand was ablaze, and he was forced to retreat.
In the dust, the enemy swung his saber nonchalantly. The blade was not on fire, but it strangely drew a string of sparks in the air.
Thales watched in shock as the powerful enemy defeated the three of them in an instant. He was terrified.
Miranda and Cohen appeared at Raphael's side at the same time, and their swords whistled.
Miranda's sword wavered, as if she could change at any time, while Cohen's attack was fierce and powerful.
The enemy did not panic. He lowered his left shoulder, and just like how he dealt with Wya and Ralf, he pounced on Miranda.
That weapon was strange. She could not fight him head-on.
Seize the rhythm and force him.
Miranda's gaze shifted, and the Pegasus' Music was activated. The tip of her sword was aimed at the enemy's crotch.
However, contrary to her expectations, the enemy did not even try to dodge. Instead, he went straight for her sword!
Under Miranda's shocked gaze, her sword stabbed into the enemy's waist.
Just as the blade was about to penetrate deeper, the enemy's waist trembled, and the blade slid out from his waist, bringing with it a gush of blood, but avoiding the vital parts.
In the next second, the enemy lowered his body and rammed forward. His iron-like left shoulder slammed into Miranda's right chest!
As the swordswoman staggered back and groaned, the enemy ruthlessly struck her with the hilt of his blade.
* Thud! *
Miranda fell to the ground in pain from her chest and abdomen.
Cohen's sword came from the enemy's back.
The enemy snorted.
* Clang! *
The blade pierced the point where the enemy's armor and armguard met, and blood gushed out.
Before the blade could pierce into his body, the tall enemy quickly turned around, and with the pressure from the two pieces of armor, he abruptly pulled the blade to the side!
Then he swung his blade.
But contrary to the enemy's expectations, Cohen was not affected by his strange movements.
The police officer let go of the hilt the moment he turned around.
Cohen pounced on the enemy with a fierce expression, and lowered his body to avoid the enemy's fierce blade.
The police officer hugged his waist tightly, pressed down on the enemy's forearm, and exerted force with both legs!
The enemy let out an "Oh", as if he was very surprised.
* Bang! *
Under Cohen's terrifying impact, the two men fell to the ground together, bringing up another cloud of dust.
* Clang! *
The enemy's saber fell from the sudden impact.
"Ah —"
Cohen, who was on top of the enemy, roared with a ferocious expression.
He slammed his elbow down, and hit the enemy's abdomen.
* Thud! *
The enemy grunted.
But Cohen was immediately grabbed by the shoulders by the enemy, and the enemy suddenly sat up.
The enemy suddenly and forcefully headbutted Cohen's nose!
* Bang! *
The police officer, who was seeing stars, was about to use his arms to break free from the enemy's chains. But the enemy reacted quickly and pushed forward. As Cohen staggered and regained his balance, he kicked out!
* Thud! *
Behind the two men who were fighting fiercely, Raphael swung his left shoulder a few times.
With a strange sizzling sound in his arm, the flames on his left hand strangely extinguished.
Raphael gritted his teeth and kicked the sword on the corpse of a guard, and moved forward with the sword.
But Cohen's figure staggered and fell from the front, and Raphael had no choice but to support him.
Miranda struggled to get up from the ground and joined them.
The next second, Raphael's footsteps stopped, and he did not move.
"What's wrong?" Cohen asked, clutching his abdomen and panting in pain.
Raphael did not answer, but his expression was unpleasant.
The smoke and dust dispersed.
The tall figure had already picked up his golden saber again.
His blade stopped at a little boy's throat.
Behind them, Little Rascal was trembling as she looked at the two of them.
Miranda sighed.
On the other side, Wya supported Ralf, who was coughing violently, and looked at the situation in disbelief.
"Step down," the enemy, who came alone, said coldly, "You have lost."
Raphael and the others frowned.
"Erm, hello."
Feeling the chill on his throat, he smiled helplessly as his scalp went numb. "Lord Tolja."
The tall enemy, one of the Five War Generals of Eckstedt, the Fire Knight of Black Sand Region, Romm Tolja, coldly held the saber in his hand and nodded in response.
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