'This is bad.'
Thales sighed in his heart. 'I didn't even have time to pull the police out.'
Little Rascal sat on the ground in a daze as she watched the blade pressed against Thales' neck.
Everyone in the field had unpleasant expressions on their faces.
From the moment Tolja broke through the ceiling to the moment he defeated five people and took down Thales, it all happened in the blink of an eye.
Miranda stopped the hot-headed Kohen, who was about to charge forward with clenched teeth.
The police came back to his senses. He wiped the blood from his nose and looked at the mess around him. Then, he looked at the enemy who had suddenly appeared. In a daze, he recalled his teacher Zedi's words, "One day, when you realize that you … can end a battle in an extremely short amount of time … you'll probably be close to supreme class …"
'Damn it.
'So this newcomer …'
Kohen clenched his fists. Looking at the prince who was being held hostage, he felt extremely gloomy.
Raphael looked at the Red Witch at the door, then at the Fire Knight and Thales on the other side. His expression was gloomy.
"He actually came from above …" Wya looked at the broken ceiling in shock, then at the rubble around him.
Kohen gritted his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot. "Just a little bit more …"
"What do we do now?" Miranda assessed the current situation and sighed.
A round of applause came from the direction of the thick door.
"Fire Knight, you really live up to your reputation." The Red Witch reappeared in front of the thick door. She was smiling from ear to ear and was friendly. "What a beautiful move."
Tolja pouted and turned his gaze to Thales. He looked at the blade in front of Thales' throat.
He seemed to be very dissatisfied with the current situation.
Thales chuckled at him and desperately tried to think of a way to escape. Even though the chances seemed very slim at the moment: the supreme class Tolja, the mysterious Red Witch, and the soldiers in the gatehouse.
"It's nothing … They're not at their best." Tolja shook his head. "They're injured, and they're distracted by your words. They can't even fight properly."
Raphael and Miranda looked at each other. Their breathing quickened.
"An acrobat who only knows how to use psionic abilities." The Fire Knight glanced at the indignant Ralf, then at Wya, who was leaning on his sword. "And an impulsive and desperate fellow."
Tolja then glanced at the other three. "These few … are also not that good."
"You, kid, are close to the Limiteer realm? Heh, "Tolja said to Raphael in disdain," Don't joke around. With those powers that don't belong to you? "
Raphael's expression didn't change, but Miranda's eyes flickered.
Tolja then turned his gaze and stared deeply at Miranda. "Little girl, those moves of yours are fine for a one-on-one fight. As for fighting with your life on the line … Hmph."
Tolja turned to Cohen.
The police officer also stared at him fiercely.
But Tolja suddenly smiled.
"You're not bad, tall guy." The Fire Knight nodded slowly. There was approval in his eyes. "Among these people, only you know how to kill efficiently."
Cohen was stunned.
"Who knows, you might be the one with the highest achievements among them," Tolja said calmly.
Cohen looked at Thales, who was being held hostage by him, and felt a wave of frustration in his heart.
Thales anxiously looked at each of his own people, but he could only see exhaustion and powerlessness on their battered bodies.
Karshan stepped forward.
"The Red Witch is good at lying. Am I right? "Karshan raised her eyebrows. There was a profound look in her eyes.
"However, lies don't need to be weaved with words." The Red Witch looked at Raphael, whose expression was unreadable. She smiled faintly. "You're not the only one who's stalling for time, my friend from the Secret Intelligence Department."
Tolja glanced at the five people around him and frowned.
"But … is it really necessary with just these few people?"
The Fire Knight shook his head with a disdainful look on his face. "The soldiers can completely deal with all of them."
Karshan smiled. There was no hint of impatience.
"First of all," the Red Witch said amiably, "we want them alive. It's easy for accidents to happen in a chaotic battle.
"Secondly, forget about the others." Karshan turned to Raphael. There was a subtle look in her eyes. "But this person …"
"After all, he's close to the Limiteer realm. It's very likely that you won't be able to hold back and kill him." Facing Raphael's hostile gaze, the Red Witch said flatly, "He's also from the Secret Intelligence Department. He may have other means, such as the Alchemy Ball, or committing suicide before being captured.
"After all, it wasn't easy to force him to show himself."
Raphael did not say anything.
"So …" Karshan smiled again. "Can you hand over the Staff of Constellation now, my dear Raphael?"
Raphael seemed to be a little tired. He staggered.
Kohen wanted to support him, but Raphael had already put his hand on Ralf's shoulder before he could.
Raphael leaned against Ralf's shoulder and panted a few times. Then, he steadied himself and stared at her.
There was a subtle change in his expression.
"The Staff of Constellation is not with me," the young man from the Secret Intelligence Department said slowly.
"You don't have the Staff of Constellation?" The Red Witch grinned. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes rippled slightly. "Without that equipment, how could Morat let you be in charge of the Blood Calamity?"
"We don't have to rely on the legendary anti-mystic equipment to mobilize the calamity," Raphael said coldly.
Madam Karshan did not speak. She only stared at Raphael quietly.
"Your prince is right in front of you," the Red Witch said softly. "You know that your choice will affect his safety, right?"
Everyone turned to look at Thales.
Thales was stunned.
'What?
'My safety?'
But at this moment, Thales frowned. With his back facing the Red Witch, Ralf moved his shoulder and broke free from Raphael's grip.
The Phantom Wind Follower quietly made a hidden gesture at him.
"Stall."
Thales' heart skipped a beat.
'Stall?'
Thales frowned. 'Raphael … what is he waiting for?'
Raphael raised his head.
"I don't have that thing." Raphael's pupils narrowed. He still did not relent. "Even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you."
"Oh? I see. "The Red Witch's tone was calm and natural, as if she did not care.
But in the next moment, her words made everyone frown.
"Alright, Lord Tolja," the old woman in the red robe said softly, "Please … cut off one of the prince's fingers for me."
Thales inhaled sharply and widened his eyes.
'What?'
Raphael closed his eyes.
"Hey!" Kohen could not hold it in anymore. He said in dissatisfaction, "He's just a child!"
Calshan curled her lips and raised her arms to her abdomen, revealing her wrinkled hands. "He's a Jadestar, a descendant of the Imperial Family."
"That's enough."
Tolja also frowned. His gaze lingered on Thales' hands, then he turned to look at the Red Witch, seemingly dissatisfied. "Really? A little boy? A finger? "
Calshan looked at the Fire Knight and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Of course I'm joking."
Thales breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Staff of Constellation that can suppress most Mystics." Calshan shook her head helplessly. Then, a smile appeared in her eyes. "How can it only be worth a finger?
How about an eyeball? "
Thales shuddered again. He was almost cut by the blade.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Thales quickly raised his hands, but Tolja immediately turned the blade. The surface of the blade pressed against his skin, and he felt a chill.
"Star … Staff of Constellation, right?!"
This time, he succeeded in attracting everyone's attention.
Calshan turned her gaze to Thales.
"I heard that you are known for your precocious intelligence, Your Highness." The Red Witch flashed her kind smile again.
But at that moment, Thales only wanted to stay as far away from that smile as possible.
Calshan said kindly, "Perhaps you can convince him to cooperate with us for the sake of your body's integrity?"
Thales gulped. He turned his gaze to Tolja, who was staring at him coldly, and smiled awkwardly.
The second prince looked at Raphael, but the latter only looked at his feet.
Cohen nudged Raphael, but he still did not respond.
Thales took a deep breath and looked at the Red Witch, putting on an expression that said, "I'm very cooperative."
'Stalling for time.
'Right.'
"The Staff of Constellation." The second prince looked at the blade in front of him, drenched in sweat. "That … Actually, Raphael doesn't … doesn't have it with him."
Calshan stared at him without moving. Her eyelids narrowed slightly.
Thales felt goosebumps under her gaze, but his face was almost numb from laughing.
"Is that so?" Finally, the Red Witch sighed. "Then you're going to lose one of your eyes."
Thales was shocked.
Calshan looked at Tolja and nodded gently.
"Really?" Miranda said unhappily.
Cohen clenched his fists and gathered the Power of Eradication.
Calshan smiled with her eyes narrowed and shook her head at them.
"Hey, Madam Calshan." However, Tolja, who controlled Thales' life and death, sighed and looked at Calshan. "He's just a child."
Thales breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Fire Knight gratefully.
"Is that so?" Calshan raised her eyebrows and then smiled. "Then forget it …"
Thales did not dare to move. He watched the interaction between the Red Witch and the Fire Knight.
"But I heard that Lord Tolja's knife technique is exquisite and subtle, and that you can cut a fly?" The old woman smiled faintly.
Tolja narrowed his eyes.
The Red Witch said gently, "Then why don't you show us …
"How about I cut off his right eyelash with my knife?"
Thales' heart clenched again!
'Right … right eyelash?'
Tolja snorted and looked at Thales. The knife in his hand slowly moved. "It's not impossible …"
The golden blade grazed past Thales' eyelashes and finally stopped on his forehead.
The blade gently touched his right eye, as if measuring its distance.
Tolja snorted softly and his saber trembled slightly. "Boy, don't blink — or you'll regret it."
Feeling the coldness of the blade slowly grazing his face, Thales' heart skipped a beat.
'This …
'Damn it …'
"Wait — I know!"
He could not take it anymore. Before Tolja's blade cut down, he shouted, "I know … I know where the Staff of Constellation is!"
This time, not only Calshan and Tolja, but even the people of Constellation looked at him.
Tolja stopped the blade in front of his neck again.
"The people from the Secret Intelligence Department don't know, but you do?" the Red Witch asked faintly. Her tone was filled with deep suspicion.
Thales exhaled and blinked his right eye hard.
"After all, it belongs to the Jadestar Royal Family." Thales, who had recovered, smiled awkwardly. "Besides, the Secret Intelligence Department did bring it — for the Blood Calamity."
Calshan narrowed her eyes. "Oh?"
Thales rolled his eyes and tried hard to think about the current situation.
He had to come up with an excuse that she could believe so that he could stall her …
"Last night, the Blood Calamity was sealed," Thales said with a resigned smile as he panted slightly. "But I am certain that this is neither the Soul Slayer's Pike nor the Star Killer's blade."
The Red Witch frowned.
'That's right.
When the Soul Slayer Pike, Severing Souls Blade, and their masters were found, the Blood Calamity had already been sealed for a long time.
'So …'
"How do you know?" Calshan asked slowly.
Raphael's gaze changed. His expression was subtle.
"Because I know." Thales licked his lips and his brain worked frantically. "There's … someone else who got the Staff of Constellation!
"He was the one who sealed that calamity."
Calshan's expression finally froze.
Kohen and Miranda also looked at each other, bewildered.
"Who?" she asked softly. "The one who sealed the calamity?"
Thales took a deep breath and slowly uttered the answer he had thought of.
"A man … all alone."
"He's a strange swordsman." He gritted his teeth and said, "He's holding a strange black longsword."
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