At that moment …
"Hahahahaha …"
A low, desolate, and almost sorrowful laughter rose.
Everyone's gazes gathered on him.
Zakriel raised his head, took a step forward, and walked into the area illuminated by the firelight.
However, it was also at this moment that everyone was stunned.
The former watchman of the Royal Guards, the terrifying Knight of Judgment, Zakriel laughed softly and staggered towards them.
But this was not a reason for them to be surprised.
At some point in time, Zakriel, who was tough and difficult to fight against, had tears streaming down his face.
"You are very smart, Your Highness." Zakriel's voice was choked and hoarse. His chest trembled nonstop, and he stared at Thales with bloodshot eyes.
"You are even too smart."
He slowly raised his axe.
This made the rest of the people instinctively get ready for battle.
"You knew that you would not be lucky if I targeted you in this gloomy dungeon, so you gave up on using force, stopped running, and stopped using your forbidden power. Instead, you resorted to political tactics."
Thales was slightly shocked.
Zakriel's voice was very hoarse. It was filled with despair and sorrow, like a wounded person who had lost his last hope.
"You knew my relationship with these people, so you deliberately let them out and had them confront me. You observed them, gathered information, and looked for opportunities while you lay low and made preparations."
He swept his gaze over them one by one. He saw that every guard's gaze was filled with pain and conflicting emotions.
"From the moment we met until now, you seemed to be fleeing in a pathetic manner and appeared weak. But in truth, you had a plan in mind, and you pressed on. From Samel, Barney, to Nalgi, your indirect attacks and incitement made you get closer to the truth of what happened in the past, until you found my weakness and the things I care about."
As Zakriel spoke, he looked around him and laughed bitterly with traces of tears on his face.
"I …" Thales opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not.
* Clang! *
A crisp sound rose.
Zakriel's axe fell to the ground.
At that moment, under everyone's surprised gazes, Zakriel finally showed signs of fatigue and old age, which was rarely seen on him.
Just like before, he was still alone, and he stood against everyone else.
'One against eight.
'But now …'
Zakriel raised his gaze.
'But now …'
The numerous figures in front of him gradually blurred, and finally focused on the young and disheveled figure at the very front, but inexplicably steady.
Zakriel stared at Thales quietly. Through his tears, there was a hint of bitterness and melancholy in his smile.
He did not know when it started …
It had become a one-on-one battle.
Zakriel sighed softly in his heart and averted his gaze from his former colleague.
They were no longer criminals who had lived in prison for a long time or were on the run.
Instead, he became the proudest existence in the world again.
Constellation's …
Royal Guard
At that moment, Zakriel did not know why he could not hold back the tears in his eyes. He also did not know why he could not fill the hole in his heart.
He only stared at Thales in a daze.
If he wasn't such a taboo existence …
That's good.
Zakriel's figure swayed in the air, but he did his best to stabilize himself.
"You interrogated them for the truth sincerely and mercilessly, forcing them to reveal their true nature and dig out the details that were most valuable to you.
The more Zakriel spoke, the more anxious he became. His expression became more solemn and desperate.
"Then, like a saint who saved the world, you used your special status as a Jadestar to forgive them and relieve them of their burdens.
"More importantly …"
"You've become their spiritual pillar. You've completely tied yourself to them."
Thales felt bitter in his heart.
He could only force himself not to look at the expressions of the people around him.
Zakriel sucked in a deep breath and stared at Thales, who had a complicated expression on his face at that moment, in despair.
"To them, you are no longer just a prince they met for the first time."
The Knight of Judgment continued to speak dejectedly.
"You are Nalgi and Naer's mourner, the pardoner of criminals, the comforter of those serving their sentences, the Jadestar Prince they acknowledge, and the noble person who was willing to take the risk to clear up the misunderstanding for me.
"If I kill you, it will be the same as destroying all of them, both physically and mentally."
Zakriel covered his tears and laughed bitterly as he trembled uncontrollably.
"But all of this seems so logical, and I can't find any fault with it … Hahaha."
Thales sighed.
"Zakriel …"
But the Knight of Judgment did not give him the chance to speak.
"Just now, when I was still an evil person, I could have broken their bones and torn their tendons without hesitation, and then killed you."
Zakriel lowered his arm. When he said these words, there was a ruthlessness that made the others nervous.
"After the fact, I could bear their hatred as an evil person.
I could live like that, and I could die like that. I have already lived like that for eighteen years!
Eighteen years! "
Zakriel growled in a low voice.
His swaying body seemed to be unable to support itself anymore. He fell backwards and leaned against the wall.
There was a sad silence in the dungeon.
Zakriel's expression slowly turned gloomy.
"But the words you said just now, the words you said to defend me, were not for me to hear.
You said them to them to hear. "
Zakriel raised his head and looked at each of his colleagues.
For some reason, those who met his gaze felt an indescribable pain.
"You cleansed me of my sins. You made them respect me again. More importantly, you turned their feelings into weapons against me."
The Knight of Judgment's voice became more anguished. He sounded as if he was pleading.
"Because you know, from this moment onwards, when I no longer see hatred for traitors on their faces, but regret and respect for their officers …"
Zakriel leaned against the wall and pointed at his chest, then at his head. His breathing was intermittent.
"And you know that this is my greatest weakness."
Zakriel stared at the axe under his feet in sorrow. He lifted his head and opened his mouth. He let out a pained roar from his throat.
"You know, when I face them like this … I can no longer do it …"
Thales stared at the man in a daze.
He was speechless.
"But why?"
The dying Knight of Judgment sucked in a sharp breath, as if he had regained his energy.
"If you don't expose all this, if you don't pursue the truth …
Then perhaps … "
At that moment, Zakriel looked at the bodies on the ground, at Barney Junior. Endless sorrow appeared on his face.
"Perhaps Nalgi and Naer will still be alive and breathing.
"As for Barney, the one he hates is still me, not his father, not the late king."
Zakriel closed his eyes.
Barney Junior turned his head away, trying his best not to look at him.
Canon sucked in a pained breath and threw down his weapon as well.
The atmosphere became rather unbearable.
Thales felt a heavy pressure on his chest that he had never felt before. If he did not say anything, he would explode.
"I'm sorry, about Nalgi and Naer, I —"
But the moment the teenager finished speaking, he was interrupted again.
Zakriel held his forehead tightly with one hand. His face contorted in pain.
"I don't know, I really don't know. The words you said to them, the words you comforted them, the words you said to me when you were willing to reveal your identity, and even the words you revealed yourself as if you were telling the truth from the bottom of your heart, or was it a lie with ulterior motives?
Did you do it to save them, or to save yourself? "
Thales was stunned.
'Sincerity? Hypocrisy?
Saving others? Saving himself? '
Thales was lost in thought for a while.
"Perhaps …" For some reason, the teenager felt an indescribable loneliness.
"Perhaps a little of both."
Zakriel's breathing became more intense.
It was as if he was having an attack again.
"Hahaha, lurking in the dark, probing for weaknesses, and finally striking the vitals, killing them with one strike." The Knight of Judgment's laughter became faster.
"The scariest thing is that I already know what you're up to, but I still can't fight back! I don't have Lord Hansen's talent. I can't even tell whether your words are sincere or not. "
'Sincere?
Fake? '
Thales stared at him, conflicted.
He opened his mouth a few times, but in the end, he could only say in a desolate manner.
"A long time ago, I heard something from a one-eyed man."
Thales sighed.
"If it's beneficial to Constellation, what's the difference between sincerity and hypocrisy?"
Zakriel shuddered slightly and froze for a few seconds.
But soon, his tear-stained face contorted.
"Beneficial to Constellation?
"Haha, so you're saying that you deliberately pointed out your identity as a hostage in Northland as one of your tricks? Are you trying to remind me that Eckstedt is currently on the offensive and has the upper hand, and that once you die, the kingdom will be in trouble? "
Zakriel mumbled to himself almost maniacally.
Thales was silent for a while before he spoke.
"Actually, I didn't think that much. I just felt …
"Felt …"
Thales opened his mouth, but found that he could not continue.
At that moment …
"You Jadestars are all the same, aren't you?" Zakriel put down his hand and smiled with tears in his eyes.
Thales was stunned.
"Us?"
Zakriel chuckled again.
"Back then, he was like this too. He looked at me sincerely and calmly, showed me the truth without hiding it, and admitted his goal without hesitation. He even admitted his hypocrisy, his apology, and the fact that he had no choice but to do what he wanted."
This time, the Knight of Judgment looked in one direction in a daze and slowly extended his finger.
"Look, he's sitting there, smiling sincerely and innocently, and he's asking me to choose.
Just like now. "
Thales looked in the direction he was pointing.
But he only saw a dark void.
He turned his head worriedly and found that the guards around him were looking at the deranged Zakriel with sorrowful expressions. Their gazes were sorrowful.
"He melted his true feelings and hypocrisy together, and carved out a chessboard that others have no choice but to walk on …"
At that moment, Zakriel looked like a withered old man. He no longer had the grace of a warrior.
This made Thales' heart ache.
Zakriel's voice gradually became softer, and he spoke in a heartbreaking rhythm. "I hate all of you, but I hate that I don't hate all of you even more, and I hate that I can't hate all of you even more …
"Jadestar …
"All of you are equally cruel."
'Cruel.'
Thales shut his eyes tightly.
"I'm sorry," he said with great difficulty.
In the next moment, the Knight of Judgment suddenly roared!
"Ah!"
Zakriel knelt on the ground in agony and held his forehead.
"Your Majesty, Your Highness!
Why?! "
His roar was hoarse, but it sounded even more heart-wrenching.
Thales wanted to go forward, but he was pulled back by Beldin, who was behind him.
Barney Junior shook his head at him.
Zakriel's wails lasted for a few seconds before they became weaker.
But in the next second, he looked at Thales with a sorrowful expression.
"Go."
This time, Zakriel's words were simple.
"Go, Your Highness, leave."
He held his head and crouched in front of the wall. His tone was almost pleading.
"Don't ever, ever come back here.
Just pretend that you … never saw me. "
Thales stared at the Knight of Judgment in a daze.
'I'm safe.
'But …'
'This is not what I want.'
He felt sad as he watched Zakriel, who was on the verge of breaking down and had been hysterical just a moment ago.
'No.'
Thales sucked in a deep breath.
"You … You can come with us and leave the Prison of Bones. You might not be able to return to the capital openly, but …"
But unexpectedly, Zakriel suddenly exploded and roared in the air!
"Go!"
Thales jumped in fright until Beldin pressed down on his shoulder.
Zakriel fell back to the ground dejectedly. His voice became low, and he began to sob.
"Go … before I lose control.
"I'm begging you."
"Jadestar."
Thales looked at him and was silent for a few seconds. Then, Barney Junior coughed softly behind him.
"I understand."
Thales sighed, turned around, and walked away.
'It's over.'
That was what he told himself.
But for some reason, there was no joy in his heart.
There was only a faint sadness.
"Wait."
Everyone turned their gazes and saw Samel looking in Zakriel's direction.
He said loudly, "Zakriel, do you intend to stay in the Prison of Bones and rot here for the rest of your life?"
The Knight of Judgment did not answer.
Samel frowned.
"Alright, if you like it here, you can live and die on your own.
But before that, you have to tell me. "Samel gritted his teeth." Who was it?
Who was the Jadestar who tried to usurp the throne eighteen years ago? "
This sensitive question made everyone tense up again.
But Zakriel only chuckled in a daze and shook his head nervously.
"It's not important anymore.
It's not … important anymore. "
Samel's frown deepened. He was obviously indignant. He took a step forward.
"You —"
But another hand held him down.
"He's right, Samel."
Barney Junior exhaled. His tone was filled with disgust towards the past and lies.
"No matter who did it … the result can no longer be changed."
Samel was silent for a while.
In the end, he snorted angrily and flung Barney Junior's arm away. He no longer looked at Zakriel.
"Very well, then, now we …" Barney Junior sighed.
But just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Thales exhaled deeply. As if he had made up his mind about something, he suddenly turned around and walked back!
Without turning back, he walked towards Zakriel again.
Barney Junior, who only had one arm left, could not catch him in time. His expression immediately changed.
"Your Highness!" Beldin even instinctively wanted to stop Thales.
But Thales calmly raised a hand and stopped everyone from moving.
"I know what I'm doing."
The teenager exhaled and slowly walked towards Zakriel, who was trembling nonstop with his hands over his head and mumbling to himself. He then squatted down.
"Do you know, knight?" Thales revealed a friendly but sad smile.
"During my journey, there was a period of darkness that made people despair the most."
Zakriel stopped trembling.
He put down his arm and stared at the teenager in a daze and perplexity.
"At that time, there was a lonely and selfless hero behind-the-scenes who gave me the most generous and sincere blessing."
In the next moment, Thales did something that caused everyone to turn pale with fright.
He extended his hand and gently held Zakriel's head.
"And now, in the name of Thales Jadestar," Thales said the most sincere words in his calmest and softest voice.
"I pass on his blessing to you."
'Blessing.'
Zakriel seemed to be stunned. He stared at Thales and did not move.
Thales leaned forward and leaned against the knight's forehead.
"May darkness cleanse your soul, and may the torch guide your way." Thales' voice was hoarse, but there was an inexplicable emptiness to it. It made the onlookers' anxiety subconsciously disappear.
"The lonely watchman, Zakriel."
Thales closed his eyes and used his forehead to lean against the ugly brand on the man's forehead.
"May you … never lose your way."
At the moment of contact, Zakriel trembled slightly.
Thales was incredibly calm.
After doing all this, he had a feeling that he had become different.
But …
"Ah!"
He suddenly heard the people behind him exclaim in unison.
But Thales ignored them. He knew that they were worried, but he also knew that he was safe now.
"This is …"
However, Quick Rope opened his mouth at an angle that Thales could not see.
He stared at the faint silver light that shone from Thales' body. He was so shocked that he took a step back and crashed into Tardin!
Barney Junior stared at the unusual light in shock. He exchanged glances with Beldin. He was so shocked that he was at a loss for words.
A few seconds later, the puzzled Thales opened his eyes and stood up.
At some unknown point in time, the Royal Guards behind him widened their eyes and stared at him in a daze.
'This is strange.'
Thales was puzzled.
The teenager cast a puzzled look at the man who seemed to have been petrified. "What's wrong?"
"Um, just now …"
Quick Rope covered his mouth in an exaggerated manner and spoke incoherently. He pointed at Thales and shook his arm nonstop. "Oh God, Bright Moon, Harvest, Shepherd of the Seas, Desert God …
"Could this be … the legendary Imperial Family, the golden, shining, sparkling, sparkling —"
In the next second, Tardin covered his mouth from behind him.
"It's nothing, Your Highness."
Tardin said respectfully,
"He's just a little agitated."
Under Tardin's merciless grip, Quick Rope, who was about to cry, immediately nodded obediently.
Thales shook his head, baffled.
But he knew that it was not the time to pursue the matter.
With his body covered in pain, he turned his head wearily and saw Zakriel, who was covered in wounds, sitting in a daze. He stared at Thales in disbelief and did not say a word.
'But at least …'
Thales thought quietly.
'The crisis is resolved.'
Thales stared at him for a while before he finally sighed.
The prince strode towards the others. Barney Junior and Beldin made way for him in tacit agreement, then Samel, Tardin, Canon, and Bruley.
Quick Rope stood where he was in a daze, and Tardin pulled him away.
Thales staggered through the path they made way for him respectfully. He suddenly had the illusion that he was walking in Renaissance Palace.
He smiled in a self-deprecating manner.
He did not know why, but he felt that these people's attitudes were different.
They were more respectful than when they first met, but less cordial than when they forgave and comforted them.
Thales did not think too much about it. He walked through the path the people made for him and went to Nalgi and Naer's bodies.
"What are you going to do with their bodies?"
Barney Junior paused for a moment. His expression was sorrowful.
"One day," he said softly and carefully, "we will come back and retrieve everyone's remains.
We will come back and retrieve everyone's remains. "
Thales nodded.
'These people's Bloody Year.
'It ends here.'
The teenager sighed. He endured the pain in his waist and bent down to pick up the green crystal "key" on the ground.
'The key to the Prison of Bones.'
Thales grimaced in pain and rubbed his waist, which was probably a muscle strain. He looked at the people in front of him.
"Are you ready to get out of prison?"
Everyone looked at Barney Junior.
Barney Junior was silent for a while before he averted his gaze from the bodies on the ground.
He quietly picked up the longsword and walked to Beldin's side, allowing the latter to support his body.
Canon tidied up Nalgi and Naer's remains one last time. He sobbed, gritted his teeth, and nodded.
Bree kissed the forehead of the deceased and stood up.
Tardin released Quick Rope and tidied up his sword.
Quick Rope flashed his white teeth, hugged the Crossbow of Time, and gave Thales an exaggerated "you're awesome" gesture.
Samel quietly pulled out the silver longsword left behind by Thales from the ground and walked behind the group.
The group of wounded soldiers silently assembled.
Barney Junior looked around and snorted softly. He nodded at Thales.
"Anytime."
Thales lifted the corners of his lips, and his gaze suddenly froze.
"Oh, one last thing."
"While all of you are still here …"
The prince turned around and rubbed the key in his hand. He looked at each of the unkempt and wounded Royal Guards, and he seemed to be deep in thought.
"TherrenGirana."
"Does this name ring a bell?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Thales swept his gaze over everyone's expressions.
He didn't notice anything unusual.
The youth frowned and asked,
"What I mean is, eighteen years ago, and especially before the Bloody Year?"
The others looked at each other at a loss, and all of them looked stunned.
Finally, Beldin asked in puzzlement, "TherrenGirana?"
"Who is that?"
Thales looked at their expressions and could only sigh in disappointment.
"My mother." He shook his head and finally gave up on the idea of looking for witnesses from many years ago.
"It is said that she is."
The group looked at each other in shock.
"It's okay, I was just trying to ask.
But since you don't know … "
Thales did not hesitate. He walked straight to Samel and raised the key in his hand. With the most complicated and strange emotions, he sized up the ancient but lonely, dark dungeon for the last time. "Come, find your secret exit.
We have … stayed enough in this stupid dungeon. "
Samel extended his hand, but he did not take the key immediately.
"Are you sure you want to go out?"
Thales was slightly stunned.
"What do you mean?"
Samel shook his head.
"I don't know what you're capable of, but if the calamity is outside, and it is leaked through us …"
Samel's gaze turned cold.
"Whether you are a prince or not, there are plenty of people who want you dead."
"Samel!"
Beldin cast a glance at Zakriel, who sat in a shadowy corner, and said sternly, "Don't forget, His Highness saved your life … and all our lives."
Samel snorted softly.
Thales looked at him, then at the people around him.
In their eyes, he did not just see respect for the prince, but also fear and reverence towards the unknown.
Of course, there was only one heartless person who was an exception.
Thales smiled.
"Yes, if my identity is exposed, many people will want my life."
The prince said calmly, "But you don't want it.
That's enough. "
At that moment, Samel was stunned.
His gaze lingered on Thales for a long time.
A few pairs of eyes moved slightly.
Thales snorted softly and shook the key in his hand.
"And we really should go."
Samel stared at the key in Thales' hand, then at him. He was a little absent-minded.
"Yes.
It's time to go. "
Samel nodded coldly, but he pulled his hand back and ignored the key.
Under Thales' puzzled gaze, Samel took ten steps forward and walked to an inconspicuous corner. He first used his longsword to pry open a floor tile, then he bent down and stretched out his hand to pull something inside.
"Samel? A key? "
Just when everyone was puzzled, a change occurred.
* Rumble … *
The ground trembled slightly, and the dust that fell from above made Thales and the others' expressions change!
"What is this —"
Before Barney Junior could finish speaking, Thales, who had covered his mouth and nose, discovered the key.
As the dust continued to fall, a dark hole suddenly appeared in front of them, where the ceiling was connected to the wall!
* Rumble … *
While everyone was in shock and bewilderment, the tremors continued, and the area of the hole above them continued to expand.
It looked as if the bricks on the wall that were connected to the ceiling were retreating piece by piece, slowly revealing the wide, rectangular hole.
What was even more amazing was that the bricks seemed to have agreed to it. They retreated from the top to the bottom at different distances. When they retreated to the bottom, they formed a stone staircase that led upwards. It was the width of eight to nine people, and it led to the dark, unknown hole.
Cold wind continuously surged in through the expanding hole, causing Thales to shiver.
More than ten seconds passed.
When the tremors completely disappeared and the hole above them was completely revealed, everyone was already dumbfounded.
'This is …'
Thales stared at the stone staircase that seemed to move backwards on its own and went upwards step by step.
"I know, it's very shocking, right?" Samel stood by the newly formed stone staircase and sighed. "The miracles of the wizards.
When I first saw it, I was just like all of you. "
Thales took a deep breath and snapped out of his daze. He tried to convince himself that he did not need to be so shocked.
The teenager took a step forward.
"Alright, then we'll —"
Thales' grip tightened.
'Wait.'
In an instant, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Samel."
Thales stared blankly at Samel, who stood by the stone staircase.
"You opened the exit without looking for it? You know where it is? "
The prince's question attracted most people's attention.
Samel snorted softly.
"I've always known."
Thales was stunned.
He tried his best to regulate his breathing and raised the crystalline green key in his hand with trembling hands.
"Then why don't you … need the key?"
Thales' question made everyone feel that something was wrong. Barney Junior's expression changed.
Samel snorted softly and turned around to face them. His back was facing the hole and the stone staircase.
"Because this exit was opened an hour ago," Samel said expressionlessly.
"Before the key fell into your hands."
Thales felt dizzy. He tried hard to make sense of the strange logic in this place.
'The door that serves as the exit was opened a long time ago?
Before it fell into my hands?
'Wait a minute, where did I get this key that is said to open the Prison of Bones?
'That's …'
When he thought of this, Thales could not help but turn pale.
Samel stared at the darkness in the hole and frowned slightly.
"They seem to be a little late. They need some reminders …"
Samel held the silver longsword in his hand and tapped it against the stone bricks a few times. The blade immediately let out a clear clang, and it spread through the empty darkness behind the hole.
* Ding … ding … ding … *
At that moment, Barney Junior and Beldin's expressions changed at the same time!
"Samel?"
Samel turned his head and snorted softly. He did not say anything.
But soon, there was an unusual change in the field.
* Thud. *
Footsteps. *
Mysterious footsteps came from the darkness at the hole.
They traveled into Thales' ears.
They came from behind Samel.
Barney Junior instinctively took a step forward and formed the truth formation with Beldin. They protected the surprised and bewildered Thales behind them while they faced Samel, who did not look quite right.
* Thud, thud, thud … *
Multiple footsteps could be heard.
More and more footsteps could be heard. They grew from weak to strong, from soft to loud, and from far to near.
They could be heard faintly, but they became clear.
Everyone became nervous!
"Samel, what did you do?" Barney Junior stared at his former colleague in disbelief.
But Samel only stared at him coldly.
* Thud, thud, thud … *
Finally, a pair of sand boots appeared at the top of the stone stairs. With a leisurely rhythm, they walked out of the darkness and went down.
"Well done, Samel." A voice so unfamiliar that Thales had almost forgotten it, but immediately remembered it the moment he heard it came from above his boots.
"I waited for so long, I almost thought you were dead."
The voice was calm, but cold and indifferent.
Samel snorted coldly and did not answer.
Barney Junior and the others looked at each other in puzzlement. They did not get an answer.
But they noticed that Prince Thales' expression suddenly became unpleasant. He was incredibly shocked.
'Impossible.'
"So, all of our troubles …"
The pair of sand boots slowly walked down the stone stairs, and their owner's figure was gradually revealed.
The calm voice continued to rise.
"Shadow Shield, Northlanders, the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department, your prisoner friends, and that damn mask …
"You've almost killed each other, right?"
Samel nodded. He did not care about the others' puzzled and disappointed gazes.
"Of course, everyone here is basically injured. They are no longer a threat." Samel swept his gaze over his fellow guards and said coldly, "Of course.
"But Sunny didn't survive."
The owner of the Desert Boots froze for a moment.
"Oh, what a pity."
"But we will remember him."
Barney Junior held his sword with one arm and raised his guard to the highest. Beldin protected Thales' flank with all his might, while the others solemnly rearranged their formation.
But Thales was completely frozen on the spot.
Impossible.
The owner of the Sand Boots finally stepped down the stone stairs and revealed himself in the firelight.
"No, no."
Thales stared blankly at the newcomer.
"I saw it with my own eyes. You were clearly, clearly pierced through …"
The person in sand boots sighed slowly. He did not seem to be in a good mood.
"Yes, yes, I know."
He was like a librarian who had explained the library rules to people countless times but still encountered violations every day. His words were filled with laziness and impatience.
"You saw it with your own eyes: I died."
While the guards were in shock and bewilderment, Thales glared at the person who should not be here.
'Impossible.'
"So, why don't you take a guess, Prince Thales?"
The person spread his arms in a relaxed manner. With the same polite smile as before, he revealed his undamaged neck and chin to Thales.
"Just what kind of existence is there in the world …"
The person paused for a moment, as if he enjoyed Thales' reaction.
"Unkillable …"
He chuckled and continued.
"Every time you are reborn?"
The person's laughter seemed to contain magic, and it brought out the deepest fear in Thales' heart.
'Unkillable.
Every time you are reborn. '
Thales stared at the person on the stone stairs stiffly. He felt as if his thoughts were about to come to a halt.
'In this world, an existence that cannot be killed …
'That is …
'That is …'
"By the way, thank you for keeping Everlasting Truth safe for me."
Under Thales' shocked gaze, which was almost frozen, the person calmly and politely took the silver longsword from Samel.
"But I remember that you did not understand the inscription on it."
'It's Ricky.'
Thales said to himself in a daze.
'It's him.'
The person who should have died under Yodel's sword a long time ago, the leader of Blood Whistle's mercenary group, Disaster Sword's Crassus, the ever-calm Ricky stood on the stone stairs and gently revealed the two rows of inscriptions on the streamlined blade.
"Truth is eternal and inextinguishable."
As he stared at the stunned Thales, a cold glare shone in Ricky's eyes, as if he had been reborn from the dead.
He said in the most soothing tone, "We struggle endlessly.
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