"My lord, Felicia and Frank's men are already in place. Poe's troops are also on standby!"
In the distance, a cavalier who looked like a messenger arrived not too far away from them and reported to Roman in a loud voice.
"They are waiting for your orders!"
The Legendary Wing did not turn around. He continued to stare at Thales, who had a solemn expression on his face. The exquisite earring on his left ear and the ugly skull on his left shoulder formed a stark contrast.
"Tell them to continue waiting."
The messenger did not hesitate in the slightest at the strange order and quickly left.
The three of them still stood facing each other.
"In this case, everything is clear."
Thales watched the cavaliers leave into the distance and solemnly said to Roman,
"You couldn't do it yourself. You couldn't let your subordinates suspect anything. You couldn't let the camp see through the truth. You couldn't let the cunning nobles be on guard. So, you bribed Blood Whistle. Maybe you're old friends. After all, they're war mercenaries. They even worked with the government before."
The Legendary Wing was silent.
Ricky, on the other hand, shook his head helplessly and gave Roman a funny expression that said, "See, I told you."
Thales stared at the Legendary Wing without blinking.
"You asked them to create chaos and conflict in Blade Fangs Camp, which no longer belongs to you, such as releasing the prisoners from White Prison, disrupting the logistics and garrison, or something else."
Thales looked at the Royal Guards in the distance.
"And the reward you gave them was the key to the mysterious Black Prison. It allowed these mercenaries, who had nowhere else to go after running into a wall in the Tower of Eradication, to obtain the information they wanted the most."
After Thales finished speaking, he waited for the other party's response.
Roman did not say anything, but his gaze was as sharp as a knife.
"Payment?"
On the other hand, Ricky sighed and looked at the prince mockingly.
"Your Highness, what kind of information is worth risking our lives for?"
"Come here to risk your life for this guy?"
Roman remained silent.
"Maybe it's not just a reward," Thales quickly added.
"Maybe someone gave you a 'if you don't do it, I'll kill you' look."
The mercenary leader's expression froze.
Thales stared at the expressionless Roman and gestured with his chin.
"Just like this."
Ricky turned around, looked at Roman's cold face, and laughed.
He laughed for a few seconds.
"I'll kill you if you don't do it? Hahahaha — Yes, I must say … "
Roman snorted through his nose without even turning his head.
"Funny?"
Ricky's laughter stopped abruptly.
He leaned back slightly and pushed his palms forward, making a humble expression that said, "You guys continue chatting."
Thales observed their interaction and could not help but frown.
So, does Roman know Ricky's true identity?
Did he know that his partner was actually a mutant that would not die a normal death?
"So, that's your story?" Roman said in disdain. Ricky shrugged beside him.
Thales' gaze moved back and forth between the two of them.
One side represented the government, and was a powerful and pure commander.
On the other hand, there were black mercenaries who lived on the edge of a knife and lived outside the law.
Protection and destruction, occupation and abandonment.
One white and one black, one straight and one reverse, one inside and one outside.
So that was how it was.
Two sides of the same coin.
Blade Fangs Camp drifted between war and blood. It was filled with chaos and evil. It was filled with scum and criminals. It had always operated like this.
This was how the Legendary Wing controlled his territory.
What about outside the camp?
The teenager suddenly understood something.
"These stories …" Thales sighed and continued his topic. "They are all things that a normal person can think of …"
"But what really shocked me is …"
Thales hesitated and pointed at the smoking Blade Fangs Camp in the distance.
"Orcs and Barren Bone people."
When they heard the new term, Roman and Ricky frowned again and looked at each other.
"Here comes the question: When the entire eastern part of the desert was sealed off, how did the Gray Mixed Breeds — I mean, the warriors of the Shattered Stone tribe, including the Barren Bone people — foresee the future, travel lightly, and gather together to form a large force? They almost perfectly hid from the regular army and the conscripts, as well as the patrols, and invaded the camp that was in civil strife …"
Thales looked at the smoking Blade Fangs Camp in the distance again.
"How did they force the suzerains to panic and have no choice but to sound the Level Seven alarm?"
This question made the two people across him frown.
Roman lowered his eyes. His expression was so cold that it could not be any colder.
Thales raised his head and met his gaze without flinching.
"Everyone is saying that the Legendary Wing is the orcs' worst nightmare. He shows no mercy when he slaughters the mixed breeds."
Thales muttered to himself as he recalled the terrifying encounter in the desert.
"But a few days ago, when the Stardust Unit under your command and the Kroma Family's Raven Whistle Light Cavaliers chased after Shattered Stone Tribe, Kandarll Nushan and his small troop managed to escape from the Stardust Unit's pursuit.
"Because of this, Duro, the leader of the army, almost fell out with the nobles who recruited the soldiers on the spot.
When he heard that name, Roman's gaze on Thales became even more unfriendly.
Thales frowned.
"Tell me, Roman. Did you purposely expel Duro and make him leave the camp because you were dissatisfied with him selling the information?"
This made Ricky frown as well.
Roman had unknowingly clenched his fists.
Thales said softly,
"And you know, that orc leader really did tell me a lot of things."
At this moment, Thales' tone was deep and serious.
"Quite a lot."
At this moment, a crack finally appeared on Roman's almost perfect facial features.
It was as if his mask was starting to shatter inch by inch.
The fiery red of the sun faded away and turned golden.
The atmosphere became tense at this moment.
"Tell me, baron.
As an isolated and helpless glacial orc from the north in the xenophobic and dangerous desert for twenty years … "Thales sucked in a deep breath.
"How did Nushan gain power step by step, slowly become stronger, and finally become the warchief of Shattered Stone Tribe?"
He stared at the skull on the Legendary Wing's left shoulder.
"What about you, who also stayed in the desert for twenty years, and even the handsome orc bone on your left shoulder, which has the same surname as Shattered Stone …
"Does it matter?"
This sentence seemed to make the air freeze.
Just like how Roman pursed his lips tightly, in that second, he seemed to have truly turned into a statue.
The silence lasted for a long time.
Even Ricky lowered his head and did not move.
Finally, when Thales could not help but speak again, the Legendary Wing snorted.
"Kandarll Nushan."
There was an unusual anger hidden in his tone. It did not bring warmth, but coldness.
"That damned, restless glacial bastard.
What did he tell you? "
No one knew that at that moment, Thales' heart skipped a beat.
'Shit.
It's actually true. '
He tried his best to breathe and recalled his brief encounter with the cunning orc.
"'Tell your father, and tell Morat.
"'I found you first.
"'And I know who you are."'
"Wow, urk." The leader of the Disaster Swords waved his hand in a rather awkward manner.
"I'll temporarily avoid the next part … You know, military and national affairs …"
But Thales shook his head.
"It's fine, Ricky." Even though the teenager was talking to Ricky, his gaze never left Roman.
"I won't ask about these secrets.
On account of our friendship, you can continue listening. "
Ricky curled his lips and cast a glance at Roman, as if asking for his opinion.
But the Legendary Wing did not say a word. He only stared at Thales, as if he wanted to dig out something that did not exist from his eyes.
The teenager sorted out his thoughts again.
"So, the official statement will be like this: When the Legendary Wing left, Blade Fangs Camp fell into chaos, and the orcs and Barren Bone people heard about it and made a comeback.
"Not only could the local nobles in Western Desert not protect the camp, but they also suffered great losses and made a fool of themselves."
Thales' gaze was fixed on Roman.
"And when the flames of war burn, and all hope is lost."
"Baron Williams, yes. He is still the most terrifying and reliable Legendary Wing. He has returned with his invincible army. While people are shivering in fear, and while the lords are moaning and running away helplessly, he has descended from the sky, defeated the enemies, quelled the civil strife, defended the camp, and saved the world.
The prince sucked in a deep breath.
"That's what you want."
You want Blade Fangs Camp to rely on your strength again, and remember that you, Roman Williams, the Legendary Wing, are their true, only, and eternal master. "
Thales extended his arm and extended it towards Blade Fangs Camp in the distance.
The wind and sand swept past his palm, and it was slightly cold for a moment.
But the sun shone on the back of his hand, bringing warmth.
Cold and heat intersected on both sides of his palm at the same time.
It was like the temperature of the desert.
It was like the Legendary Wing's gaze at that moment.
"That's why you are not in a hurry to rescue them. On the contrary, your men have long since withdrawn in the name of searching for me."
Thales felt the wind and sand blow at him.
He said with a myriad of emotions, "On the contrary, you can't wait for Shadow Shield, orcs, and Barren Bone people to cause more chaos. You can't wait for them to cause more trouble for the camp. You can't wait to deal a heavy blow to the military strength of the suzerains of Western Desert, crush their reputation, burn the supplies they prepared for a long period of time, and make their panicked army have no place to stand in Blade Fangs Camp, which they lost and regained."
Roman did not say anything. His handsome face was also blown by the wind and sand, but it did not seem to affect him at all.
Thales sighed softly.
"You want to shatter their dreams and destroy their hopes. You want them to be utterly humiliated and lose all their prestige. You want them to suffer heavy casualties and retreat in dejection. You want them to lose everything, from their bargaining chips to their morale, so that they will never be able to rise again.
"Then, you can rightfully reclaim Blade Fangs Camp, which belongs to you, from the ruins."
Roman and Ricky did not say anything.
This time, the silence was exceptionally long.
In the next second, Thales' gaze focused, and his pupils gradually focused.
"Of course, what you did not expect was …"
He stared coldly at Roman and Ricky.
"I appeared."
"Yes, the cause of all this is the prince hostage who caused you to lose Blade Fangs Camp. Thales Jadestar, who was supposed to meet up with the army in the desert, has mysteriously entered Blade Fangs Dune.
"He was involved in Ricky's operation with Shadow Shield and the Northlanders."
Roman hugged his arms tightly and exhaled slowly.
"I told you." Ricky extended two fingers and hooked them in the air. He said to Roman in resignation and awkwardness, "I told you.
'Accident'. "
Roman did not answer.
Thales snorted coldly.
"I understand that you do not like me. Because of me, you lost Blade Fangs Camp, and perhaps you also lost your army and power.
And you want to take all of this back. "
Thales stared straight at the Legendary Wing.
"I can help you, as long as you promise me a few things."
At that moment, Roman slowly raised his head.
The handsome knight stared at the horizon in the distance. His gaze was profound.
"What makes you think that you can come up with a few pleasant stories?" His voice was as calm and clear as ever.
"Do you have the right to negotiate with me?"
Thales sucked in a deep breath.
"Because if you don't agree …"
Thales mustered his courage and tried his best to make his voice sound confident and calm.
"Then, the entire camp, the entire Western Frontlines, and even your subordinates who respect you greatly will know that the beautiful and alluring Legendary Wing is actually a hypocrite who colluded with the orcs and framed the camp. He is their true enemy."
Roman's gaze shifted.
"And the suzerains of Western Desert, such as the famous Duke Fakenhaz, will also know that you put in so much effort to chase them away dejectedly and occupy Blade Fangs Camp for yourself."
Thales gritted his teeth and said,
"And I promise you, when that happens, Blade Fangs Camp will never be yours."
The Legendary Wing lowered his head swiftly.
It gave Thales quite a shock.
"When you threatened me, did you know that you had no bargaining chips in your hands?"
At that moment, Roman's murderous aura surged.
"Even if you knew this, what could you do?"
Thales' heart tensed.
He stared at the Legendary Wing with a dark expression.
Roman snorted coldly. He turned his body to reveal the Royal Guards in the distance. The latter were anxiously waiting for the results of the battle under the watch of the cavaliers.
"On the contrary, look at my bargaining chips. Your prisoners have had their fill."
The Legendary Wing took a step forward, and there was a faint, oppressive air about him.
"Listen, prince.
Threaten me one more time. "Roman's handsome face, which was originally eye-catching, seemed to have become aggressive at that moment.
"I'll kill one of them."
Until I kill them all. "
Thales clenched his fists in secret.
Ricky noticed that the atmosphere was becoming more and more off. He frowned and instinctively took a step back.
"I can even knock you out right now and send you back to the capital."
The Legendary Wing's words were as sharp as a knife.
"For the sake of your and their lives, you had better not resort to foolish actions."
Roman slowly lowered his body until his amber eyes were at the same level as Thales'.
A warning look flashed in his eyes.
"Because you are so weak. Aside from a useless title, you have no bargaining chips or power."
Thales instinctively gulped. He felt a heavy weight on his chest, and there was a bitter taste in his mouth.
'Damn it.
'Damn it …'
Roman stared at the trembling teenager who was so angry that he could not speak. He snorted softly and straightened his back.
"Follow the cavaliers back to the capital. Blade Fangs Camp is not prepared to entertain you."
He turned around and was ready to leave.
Ricky spread his arms by the side and put on an expression that said, "Do you understand now?"
Thales breathed deeply.
'Damn it …
'He only has a good appearance …
'Bastard military ruffian.'
'I've … had enough.'
Thales sucked in a deep breath for the last time before he opened his eyes swiftly!
"Ricky."
The prince's sudden words caused the two to stop in their tracks.
This time, Thales' tone was calm and indifferent.
"If one of my subordinates who are prisoners loses even a single strand of hair …"
Ricky turned his head around in puzzlement.
"Or I will be knocked out and sent away by this pretty boy …"
Roman narrowed his eyes in displeasure.
"Then, after you leave this place, spread the fact that you were hired by the Legendary Wing, including the truth you just heard. Spread it to Blade Fangs Camp, the entire kingdom, and especially to the ears of the nobles in the Western Desert. Tell them everything."
Ricky was instantly stunned.
The Legendary Wing frowned.
"You sure are humorous, Your Highness." The mercenary then laughed involuntarily.
"Why should I —"
Thales suddenly raised his voice and interrupted him.
"Because I promise you in the name of Jadestar, just like what the Red King promised the first Crassus!"
Thales' eyes were burning. He glared at Crassus of the Disaster Swords.
"As long as you complete my request, you will forever have Thales Jadestar's friendship, and you will also have a place in Constellation!"
Ricky froze for a moment.
Roman's expression slowly changed.
But Thales still gritted his teeth and continued speaking resolutely.
"And I will tell you Black Sword's hiding place, the details about Black Sword, and Black Sword's Power of Eradication …
"I will even tell you the whereabouts of the Dragon Breaker and how to use it. By the way, the name of that weapon is the Blade of Purification. It is indeed a legendary anti-mystic equipment. It once sealed a calamity in Dragon Clouds City six years ago!"
The information contained in this sentence was too much and too heavy, so much so that the two could not react for a moment. They were stunned on the spot.
Then, Ricky shuddered slightly.
"What? Purify … "
Thales raised his head swiftly.
"This promise is valid forever. You can fulfill it at any time."
Ricky was stunned.
But Thales' next sentence made the expressions of the two people in front of him change at the same time.
"Now, Your Grace, if you want to touch my people, then you better kill Ricky as well!"
Thales said fiercely.
"Unless you believe that in the future, in the face of benefits, this sword seller will uphold his conscience and loyalty, reject my temptation, and keep your secret!"
At that moment, Ricky's expression could not tell right from wrong, and it was incredibly interesting.
He stared at Thales in a daze.
The Legendary Wing's expression changed as well.
It changed from indifference to shock and anger!
But Thales continued speaking anxiously.
"But you cannot be certain how much Ricky has told his subordinates. So, the safest thing is to kill all of them …"
At that moment, Thales' gaze was incredibly cold.
"Leave no one alive."
Ricky's expression instantly fell.
"Your Highness … this, this …"
His gaze moved back and forth between Thales and Roman, as if he could not understand how the situation had changed so suddenly.
Thales snorted coldly at Ricky. His gaze never left the Legendary Wing, who was extremely shocked and furious.
"What? Did you really think that I called you over to listen in because we are good friends?"
Ricky's gaze changed.
He glanced at Roman and said fiercely to Thales, "F * ck you.
F * ck you. "
Thales snorted softly.
"You're welcome."
Ricky sighed and turned to the Legendary Wing.
"Baron, you know me very well …"
"It's impossible for me to … This Jadestar brat …"
Roman did not even look at him. He only nodded slowly.
"I know."
Ricky seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he turned his head around in embarrassment.
They stared at the prince with dark and displeased expressions.
But Thales could feel that their gazes were meeting less and less.
"You."
Roman took a step forward coldly. He slowly raised his arm at Thales and extended it to the white spear behind his back.
"You don't understand him.
And you don't understand your own situation either. "
Roman gently pulled out the shortened spear.
As he watched Ricky's actions, Thales began to feel nervous.
He sucked in a deep breath and shouted,
"Where is he?"
Roman's arm froze for a moment.
"Before you attack, my bodyguard … Where is the nameless person you mentioned?"
Thales suppressed the fear in his heart and turned to Ricky.
"Don't you find it strange?"
Obviously, Ricky had recalled some unpleasant memories.
He turned his head around warily and looked at his surroundings.
Thales cocked an eyebrow in all apparent seriousness.
"Hmm, that's bad."
Roman frowned. His expression was terrible.
Thales sneered and said,
"Because once I am knocked unconscious by you, he will immediately run to Duke Fakenhaz's bedside and tell him everything, especially Prince Thales' suggestion. No matter how badly the Legendary Wing forces them, no matter how disastrous their losses are, no matter how humiliating they are, the nobles and suzerains of Western Desert must never withdraw their troops. They must not leave, and they must not let go!"
Thales gritted his teeth.
"They must be rooted in Blade Fangs Camp like they have taken root! They must not let anyone interfere with the matters of power there, even if the other party is the famous Three Commanders of Constellation! "
The Legendary Wing's grip on the spear tightened.
The prince pointed in the direction of Blade Fangs Camp.
"Because that is what His Majesty promised them. It is the reward they deserve after they saved the prince. It is their most legitimate property. No matter what kind of crisis they face, they cannot give up on it!
I will let them know that Blade Fangs Camp belongs to them alone! "
Thales panted and stared at the person in front of him.
The Legendary Wing's breathing quickened, and he glared at the person in front of him.
He turned his head and stared at the empty sand around him.
But the only thing that answered him was the rustling of the wind.
Thales enunciated each word slowly.
"Now, either you take action and wait for my Nameless or Ricky to tell on me."
His words made Ricky, who was beside him, unhappy.
"Let them bury all the hard work you've done over the past few months. Let them forever lose your army, your status, your power, your reputation, and Blade Fangs Camp, which you've fought for more than ten years.
"Or put away your weapon and listen to my conditions."
The moment he finished speaking …
Roman's spear trembled slightly as he gripped it angrily.
Ricky stared at the prince in disbelief.
"You …" The Legendary Wing's voice changed. It was no longer pleasant and clear, but terrifyingly sharp.
"Do you believe that if I throw caution to the wind —"
But Thales interrupted him fiercely.
"Do you believe that you will kill me now?"
Thales sucked in a deep breath and looked at the incredibly handsome but terrifying Legendary Wing.
"Of course."
He gritted his teeth and said,
"Because in this world, all the good-for-nothings who only know how to respect power …
"will think so."
Roman's gaze changed.
It changed from disgust and disdain to anger and hatred.
There was also an ominous glint in his eyes.
"Because they are so poor that they only worship power."
Thales frowned.
"And this way of thinking determines that even if they have power, they will only be good-for-nothings."
He suddenly remembered Black Sword.
He remembered Black Sword's figure when he charged into the sea of flesh and blood without hesitation.
He remembered what Black Sword told him about the truly powerful.
For some reason, when that scene appeared in his mind, Thales felt much more at ease.
It was as if his fear and anxiety had been flattened.
"Good-for-nothings?
How dare you say that. "Roman's words came out through gritted teeth, and they were filled with hatred.
Thales sucked in a deep breath and said airily,
"You know, Roman, many of my enemies are just like you right now. They either only care about my identity and status, or they only care about the talents of my subordinates."
"They think that the young prince has no bargaining chips or power aside from that. He is just a weakling who cannot lift a sword and is worthless.
"But all of you have made the same mistake."
Roman narrowed his eyes slightly, but the anger in them did not subside.
In the next moment, with a whoosh, the short spear in his hand instantly elongated, revealing a ferocious and sharp tip!
Thales instinctively shrank back.
'Steady, Thales.
'Steady.
'He only wants to knock me unconscious …
'And before that …'
Thales clenched his fists and forced himself to speak. "The bargaining chips and power you speak of are only important.
They are only important in the hands of those who know how to use them. "
The fear in his heart slowly dissipated, and the trembling of his body disappeared from his senses.
"Because what is important is not the bargaining chips and power," the prince said softly.
"But the people who use them."
At that moment, Ricky's gaze when he looked at him was different.
Thales raised his head, and his gaze was bright.
It went straight for the Legendary Wing, who was extremely enraged and mighty.
"Please allow me to reintroduce myself, Your Grace."
In the face of the handsome man with an imposing aura, the teenager smiled.
"Thales Jadestar.
I do not need to become a king.
I can also make you look bad. "
Time seemed to have stopped at that moment.
The anger in the Legendary Wing's eyes was at its peak.
All sounds disappeared. Only Thales' heartbeat became incredibly piercing to the ears.
One second.
Two seconds.
The third second. The tip of the spear trembled before Thales' eyes!
For a moment, the teenager's hair stood on end. The lifeless Sin of Hell's River surged uncontrollably!
He almost thought that the Legendary Wing was about to stab him with the spear with a terrifying expression.
'But …'
A few seconds later, the tip of the spear was still moving slowly and pathetically …
It drooped down.
Finally, the Legendary Wing lowered his arm.
He seemed to have used his entire life's worth of strength to complete this action.
A few seconds later, all sounds returned to the teenager's ears as his blood returned to normal.
Thales then closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.
He felt like he had escaped a disaster.
"You."
Roman suppressed his anger with a smile, as if he was so angry that he nodded slowly.
"You're really not afraid of death."
Roman slowly put the spear back on his back.
Ricky also breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, it's not that I'm not afraid of death."
As he watched the tip of the spear return to its original position, Thales relaxed his shoulders. He also smiled.
"But …
I believe that the Legendary Wing, who has roamed the desert alone for twenty years, and even when faced with the threat of the desert and the ostracism of the nobles, he still managed to slaughter his way out and make a name for himself.
"You're much smarter than trash."
Roman quirked an eyebrow.
Thales stared at him intently.
"So …
The deal is complete? "
Roman ignored him. He stared at Thales for a long time.
Then, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Thales looked at him in puzzlement.
Surprisingly, the Legendary Wing turned around and slapped Ricky's shoulder hard.
"You're not really going to tell on me, are you?"
Ricky sighed by the side and flung the man's hand away in resignation.
"I like my head very much.
Especially when it's still on my shoulder. "
Roman sneered.
Thales stared at them in a daze. He did not understand what was going on.
A few seconds later, the Legendary Wing turned around.
"Child, how dare you threaten me with the ownership of Blade Fangs Camp …
"But do you think that everything that is happening here …
"Is it really just my will?"
Thales' expression froze a little.
"There are less than two thousand regular soldiers stationed in Blade Fangs Camp, and there are less than five hundred cavaliers." Roman snorted coldly.
"But this time, all the regular soldiers stationed in other places from Western Desert to Central Territory have been called over as reinforcements. There are even quite a number of rotational soldiers from Broken Dragon Fortress who are on standby duty. There are more than two thousand cavaliers among them.
"All for the sake of being able to match the local forces in Western Desert.
"Do you know what this means?"
The Legendary Wing sneered.
"Do you really think that they are just here to bring you home?"
Thales' expression darkened.
"I know."
The teenager seemed to have suffered a blow.
He said resentfully, "This time, they mobilized their soldiers and used the excuse of welcoming the prince to test Western Desert's strength …"
Thales raised his head and stared at the burning camp in the distance. He was absent-minded.
"And once they find their weakness, they will hit them hard, weaken their strength, attack their reputation, extinguish their ambitions, and strengthen their influence and control over the borders and the desert.
"At the same time, they will show their strength and make the restless suzerains return to their original, obedient forms."
Thales first thought of the Arunde Family in the Northern Territory, then he thought of Dragon's Blood, and he could not help but sigh slowly.
"Killing many birds with one stone, not wasting anything.
"This is indeed very fitting …
"His way of doing things."
The three of them were silent for a while.
"So, you understand how big this matter is and how many people are involved. Even the Secret Intelligence Department is involved."
Ricky pressed his hand against his waist. He seemed puzzled.
"Then, why are you still so … rash?"
The sun continued to rise. The gloomy and cold desert began to turn into a boundless golden color.
"You said before, Ricky." Thales was a little dejected.
"The Power of Eradication is the warrior himself.
And the Sin of Hell's River is not just waiting to be imitated. "
Ricky was first stunned, then he smiled.
The Legendary Wing chuckled. By the looks of it, his anger and murderous intent had faded away.
This made his face look especially dazzling like the sun.
"Thales, am I right?"
Roman walked forward slowly.
He pressed down on Thales' shoulder with one hand and stared straight into the teenager's eyes.
"The conflicts in the desert may come and go, and there will always be fights and stops."
His eyes reflected the sand dunes and the endless meandering horizon of the wasteland. Thales was a little absent-minded as he stared at him.
The baron stared at Thales with a profound gaze.
"But you better remember it."
The Legendary Wing's expression was extremely complicated in that second.
"The war in Renaissance Palace …
"It will never end."
Thales was first stunned, then he fell silent.
'Renaissance Palace.'
Ricky curled up the corners of his lips and shook his head at Roman.
The Legendary Wing snorted softly and let go of Thales' shoulder.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want?
… So that you will no longer be naughty and ruin your father's plans? "
At that moment, the stone in Thales' heart was finally lifted.
He took a deep breath and expelled the unnecessary thoughts from his mind.
The teenager looked into the distance, at the group of people who were watching them anxiously and expectantly.
Roman and Ricky also turned their gazes.
"Those prisoners in the Black Dungeon, they are all former royal guards."
Barney Junior, Beldin, Tardin, Canon, Bruley.
And …
'Zakriel.'
At that moment, hesitation flashed in Thales' eyes.
"I know, a group of stubborn old men who won't die." Roman stared at the Knight of Judgment from afar, frowned, and nodded.
Thales closed his eyes gently.
"You want me, the jailer, to turn a blind eye and let them go?" the Legendary Wing asked softly behind him.
In the next second, the prince opened his eyes resolutely!
"No."
He frowned, and his gaze was cold.
"I want you to …"
Thales said coldly.
"Kill them."
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