When Thales stepped on the sand under his feet in exhaustion, most of the Royal Guards stood up and waited with solemn expressions.
They were filled with reverence.
Only Zakriel, who sat the furthest away, turned his head towards him at a moderate pace.
Thales plowed through the sand step by step in the desert.
Every step he took sank into the sand, but every time, he would use all his strength to break free from the grit and take the next step.
Just like always.
Finally, Thales stopped in front of everyone.
He quietly stared at the disheveled and gloomy Royal Guards.
'This is the group of people …'
Quick Rope, who was fighting against the army biscuit, rolled his eyes and quickly scrambled to his feet. He pointed at himself and flashed a flattering smile that said, "Hey, it's me, it's me."
Beldin looked at Barney Junior, then at Zakriel. When he realized that neither of them looked like they wanted to speak, he could only sigh.
"Your Highness —"
But Thales interrupted him.
"It's over."
The prince smiled before the astonished crowd.
"Even though thousands of people witnessed the scene of you escaping from prison …"
Thales' voice became downcast.
"But … it's over."
'Over?'
Beldin and Tardin looked at each other, and they could read the surprise in each other's eyes.
The prince turned around and looked at the desert at dawn. Groups of cavaliers came and went as they were dispatched to deliver Roman's orders. He then watched Ricky return to his men and placate the mercenaries who were pointing at them.
"The official statement is that during the civil strife in Blade Fangs Camp, the Legendary Wing personally executed every fugitive and left no one alive."
The Royal Guards looked surprised and bewildered. They looked at each other.
The teenager said airily,
"So, all the prisoners who were imprisoned eighteen years ago have passed away.
"Do you … understand now?"
Everyone slowed down their breathing and digested the news.
Thales' eyes dimmed.
"I wanted to do more. I wanted to reopen your old cases, clear your name, and restore your reputation, but …"
He did not continue speaking.
The Royal Guards were silent. They looked at each other from time to time, and their faces were filled with hesitation and confusion.
"Your Highness …"
Beldin sucked in a deep breath, as if he had gathered a lot of courage.
"We, we …"
But Thales continued to speak to himself.
"Baron Williams will take care of the rest. Be it the Secret Intelligence Department or the army, you will not be stopped again."
Barney Jr. frowned.
"As for how to leave this place, conceal my identity, conceal my name …"
Thales swept his gaze over the tired and injured Royal Guards in front of him. His voice was hoarse.
"You are all experts with great skills. I believe you will have a way."
Concealing his identity, concealing his name …
Beldin and the others looked at each other. They could not understand each other.
Without waiting for the others to react, Thales looked at the grinning man.
"Do me another favor. Take Quick Rope — this guy with you. Take him away from this place. Make sure he stays out of the sight of those with ulterior motives."
Everyone turned their heads in unison. Quick Rope, who was still smiling foolishly, froze.
"Don't ask who he is or where he came from."
Thales looked at Quick Rope with a tired expression and forced a smile.
"This is what I owe him."
Quick Rope was stunned.
After saying this, Thales sighed and stepped on the soft, cold, and lifeless gravel under his feet.
"Now."
He raised his head and looked at the rising sun in the east.
"All of you are free."
'Free.'
The moment he said this word, all the Royal Guards were stunned.
Including Zakriel.
'Free?'
At that moment, confusion and perplexity filled the air.
Bruley and Canon followed his gaze and looked to the east in puzzlement. They seemed to be slightly shaken.
Barney Jr. stared at the sand under his feet and sank into deep thought.
Beldin and Tardin stared at everyone in a daze. They did not know what to say.
Quick Rope's eyes darted around, as if he knew that this was not a good time to speak.
Only Zakriel stared at Thales without moving.
"Enjoy it."
Thales cast them a few deep glances, flashed a gratified smile, and turned around.
He staggered towards Roman, who stood with his white horse at the foot of the sand dune. He looked as handsome as a man from a painting.
"Your Highness."
At that moment, Beldin finally could not help but speak.
"What about you?"
His words dragged the people who were immersed in their thoughts out of the indescribable atmosphere.
Thales stopped moving.
But he did not turn his head around.
"I am a prince, remember?"
Thales exhaled and looked at Roman, who was in the distance.
"I will go back with them to Blade Fangs Camp first.
Then, I will return to Eternal Star City. "
'Return to my starting point.
'To face my fate …'
Thales clenched his fists.
'My future.'
"Your Highness."
Beldin took a deep breath, looked to his left and right, and nodded at his colleagues.
"Let us follow you.
Be it Blade Fangs Camp or Eternal Star City. "
Thales frowned slightly.
Beldin took a step forward and pressed his hand against his chest while facing Thales' back.
He said sincerely, "This sword will only be swung for the Emperor.
It will only be broken for the Emperor. "
Tardin and Canon also pressed their hands against their chests and followed him solemnly.
"There is no other use for it."
Thales shuddered slightly.
He turned his head around slowly and looked at the group of wounded and exhausted veterans who still tried their best to puff out their chests and straighten their backs.
'Perhaps …
'Just like eighteen years ago.'
Thales could not help but feel a little sentimental.
At that moment, the desert was silent.
Quick Rope, who did not even dare to breathe loudly, looked around. He was so embarrassed that he managed to suppress his urge to ask if he could leave first.
A few seconds later, Thales chuckled softly.
"First of all, I am not the Emperor."
The prince sighed.
"There have been no Emperors in this world for a long time."
The guards lowered their arms. They were slightly surprised.
"Secondly, I cannot convince my father, and he will only throw all of you into prison again."
Thales swept his gaze over each of them, then looked at the brand on their faces.
"Or worse."
The guards did not seem to be able to react for a moment. They looked at each other at a loss.
Thales smiled, shook his head, and silently rejected the offer before he left.
He left behind a group of confused and puzzled guards.
Another gust of wind blew, dispersing some of the heat that had risen slightly.
"But we are already dead."
Tardin's bleak voice rose into the air and stopped Thales in his tracks.
Tardin stared at the sand under his feet in a daze. He slowly raised his head.
"Your Highness, we … have nowhere else to go."
His words caused the rest of the guards to become emotionally unstable.
Zakriel, who stood the furthest away, even turned his head away.
"Let us serve you. This is the only value I can think of," Tardin said in anguish.
Thales exhaled.
'The only value …'
He remembered the guards' oath, and he suddenly had mixed feelings.
'Royal Guards, huh?'
As he felt the indescribable sorrow, the teenager nodded and smiled.
"If this had happened in the past, when I was young, perhaps I would have said, 'Alright, come serve me.'
"But now …"
The prince was dazed for a moment.
He then raised his head and looked at everyone sincerely. He received their gazes of confusion, indignation, emptiness, or disappointment.
"It has been eighteen years. You have already paid a great price for Constellation, for Renaissance Palace, for the Jadestar Royal Family … and more importantly, for yourselves and your own choices."
Many people shuddered.
Thales slowly walked back to Tardin and looked at his puzzled gaze.
"What all of you need is rebirth."
Thales wanted to put his hand on Tardin's shoulder, but regretfully realized that because of their height, this action was a little awkward.
"You need to be truly free, free, unfettered, and without any restrictions …"
The teenager shrugged in resignation. He could only clench his fist and tap Tardin's shoulder lightly.
"… Live."
The wind blew, and Thales' words were blown into the distance.
All the guards stared at the prince in front of them in a daze.
Silence and confusion enveloped the place for a moment.
"And believe me, all of you will always have a place to go."
Thales revealed a gentle smile and looked at the east, where the sun had just risen.
"A better place."
Tardin stared at the prince in a daze.
Beldin opened his mouth to speak, but in the end, he did not say anything.
But Barney Junior's sonorous voice rose and attracted his attention.
"Based on Constellation's history, being a prince is definitely not easy."
Thales frowned and turned his head. He watched Barney Junior pass through the crowd and arrive in front of him.
"You will need a hidden force outside your field of vision.
We are very suitable to be your swords outside Renaissance Palace. "
Barney Junior stood in front of the crowd and stared at Thales with a burning gaze.
Thales was stunned for a second.
'As a prince …
'Gazing at the wild …
'Hiding power …'
At that moment, Thales remembered many things.
For example, the map of Renaissance Palace that King Nuven gave him.
For example, the Raven of Death's crazed gaze when he was on the verge of death.
And the Black Prophet's gloomy tone from a long time ago.
This made Thales a little absent-minded.
"What a coincidence."
Thales raised his head and smiled at the crowd.
"Stake, that guy from Shadow Shield just now also said something similar to me."
Everyone was taken aback by his words.
'Shadow Shield?'
"You want to become my secret, sharp blade."
But Thales immediately burst out laughing.
"Power?"
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Thales raised his head with a sigh and looked at the endless desert.
"Yes, I pulled all of you out from the dark dungeon, from the bottomless abyss, and from the eternal nightmare."
He shook his head, spread his hands, and sneered.
"So, I have gained your loyalty?"
And you can become my power? "
The prince's words, which seemed to be muttering to himself, confused everyone.
"And then, we get along well with each other, build up our achievements, conquer the world, and leave our names in history?"
Thales stared at the sunrise in the distance. There was a teasing look in his eyes that others could not understand.
"Good story.
Enough to write a book. "
The guards looked at each other, surprised and bewildered.
Beldin asked tentatively,
"Your Highness …"
But Thales quickly snapped out of his daze and spoke with a complicated expression.
"A long time ago, I knew a man.
He always smiled and watched the children fall into the endless abyss. He watched them struggle helplessly. Then, with a smile, he appeared as a savior and extended a helping hand to them.
"In this way, he could occupy a flawless high ground, and with impeccable ethics, he would be rewarded for his kindness. He would feel no guilt, shoulder no burden, and rightfully become the master of those who were saved. He would gain subordinates who were loyal and grateful to him."
Thales sighed softly. His words made Beldin and Tardin look at each other. They had puzzled expressions on their faces.
The prince looked around at the people in front of him. He stared at their scattered and tired figures and said desolately,
"If I change my perspective and writing style, and hide the evil behind the false beauty, a person like him would be enough to become the main character of a legendary story. His image would be perfect, and he would naturally achieve great things in the ending of the final chapter and bring harmony to the world."
Thales said airily,
"Except … I was once one of those children."
The group fell silent.
Thales was quiet for two seconds before he raised his head.
"You know, Zakriel's words are somewhat reasonable.
I am thinking …
"Did I do everything to help all of you, or to help myself?"
The veteran guards were stunned again.
Only the Knight of Judgment looked straight at him. His gaze was obscure.
Thales looked straight into everyone's eyes with a profound gaze and called out their names.
"Barney, Beldin, Tardin, Canon, Bruley …"
"Zakriel."
The people who were called could not help but instinctively straighten their backs.
"Listen up."
Thales said solemnly and seriously,
"I am not the one who saved you, but yourselves.
"Your freedom is something that you have earned with your own hands."
You don't owe me anything. "
His words stunned many of them.
"You were tortured, and you escaped with great difficulty."
Thales looked in the direction of the camp. His tone was firm.
"Not to pledge loyalty to me, not to change a pair of shackles, not to change a master."
"Not to stay where you are, not to return to the abyss of power."
The prince looked at everyone with an unquestionable gaze. Even Quick Rope subconsciously stood at attention.
"If you become my subordinates after you escape from the Prison of Bones, and become the second prince's bargaining chips …
"Then everything I did today, and everything you endured in the past, will be meaningless."
Thales tightened his throat and sighed.
"I will just use the selfishness of another Jadestar to tie you back to the game of the past, push you back into the vortex eighteen years ago, and let the nightmare repeat itself.
"All of you … do not deserve such a fate."
At that moment, everyone was speechless for a moment.
Zakriel's gaze on him changed.
"Do you know what you are doing?" Barney Junior's voice rose slowly.
The vanguard frowned, as if he was determined to refute Thales' words.
"Let's not talk about anything else. At least, we all know your … secret."
He bit down on the last word very hard.
It also made everyone's expressions change!
Even Thales' expression darkened.
'My secret.'
Quick Rope subconsciously grabbed the Crossbow of Time in his hand.
Barney Junior ignored Beldin and Tardin's gazes and gritted his teeth.
He gritted his teeth and said, "For your safety and interests, if you don't use this chance to bind us to your side and strengthen yourself …
"That would be very unwise."
Barney Junior said coldly,
"If there is even the slightest leak, the fate that awaits you … will be very bad."
Thales was silent.
Beldin patted Barney's shoulder, but the latter just ignored him.
But a few seconds later, Thales raised his head and smiled in a relieved manner.
"Not long ago, I met a prince — another one."
Everyone was puzzled.
Only Quick Rope's expression changed drastically.
"The way we choose to live determines our end. It has nothing to do with power or status.
"If I always seek personal gain, live in fear, and even try to curry favor with others, and care about power and interests …"
Thales looked at Quick Rope in the crowd, seemingly unintentionally, and sighed.
"Then I will never be able to break free from the shackles of fate."
His words made everyone fall silent.
Thales looked at each of them.
"Just like all of you right now.
Your choice will determine whether you will obtain another set of chains with a different name, or … "
Thales took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"True freedom."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. Even Barney Junior lowered his head slightly.
While many people began to contemplate, a voice that had not been heard for a long time pierced through the sandstorm.
"You are not like your father."
Everyone turned their heads, and to their surprise, they found that the person who spoke was Zakriel, who stood at the periphery.
'Father.'
Thales recalled the scene of his first father-son meeting in Mindis Hall.
He thought of the Northern Territory, Dragon's Blood, and Blade Fangs Camp.
He thought of the crown and scepter on the throne.
'Father.'
But Thales was only slightly absent-minded before he smiled.
"Because I am not him."
He said with certainty,
"And I will never be."
Zakriel stared at him, then suddenly snorted softly.
"Not necessarily."
This made Thales' smile fade a little.
However, Zakriel said his next words.
"Your mother is already dead."
Thales was instantly shocked!
The Knight of Judgment said faintly,
"Don't look for her anymore."
In an instant, everyone's gazes turned to Zakriel.
'Already … passed away?'
"What do you mean?"
Thales asked in surprise after he registered what he meant.
"You know my mother? TherrenGirana? "
But Zakriel only shook his head. His expression became indifferent again. "No.
Remember what I said. "
This time, Thales stared at him for a long time.
'What he said …
'Passed away …
'Then …'
In the end, the prince could only sigh helplessly in the face of Zakriel, who was as silent as an ice cube.
"Forget it, I guess you won't tell me anyway."
Zakriel did not answer. He only stared at him coldly.
But Thales immediately snorted softly.
"'She is already dead, don't look for her anymore' …
"Do you know what's the most interesting part about languages, Zakriel?"
Zakriel frowned.
The prince narrowed his eyes.
"People always like to put the important points at the end."
These words made Zakriel stunned.
Thales smiled.
The neighing of warhorses rose in the distance.
The prince sucked in a breath and gave up on asking more questions. He turned his head to look at the rising sun.
"Royal Guards, this is the last time I, as Thales Jadestar, order … No, tell you."
The Royal Guards were instantly filled with respect.
The prince said faintly, "The nightmare is gone.
The darkness is no more. "
He swept his gaze over everyone seriously.
Barney had a stubborn expression, Beldin had a worried expression, Tardin had a gloomy expression, Canon had a cowering expression, and Bruley had an indignant heart …
The silent Zakriel.
And the dumbfounded Quick Rope.
"From now on, you are truly free …"
He flashed a smile.
"Live."
Once he finished speaking, Thales did not care about the others' reactions. He turned around resolutely and walked towards the sand dune in the distance. Roman was waiting for him there.
Thales dragged his tired body and walked through the sand, just like how he came.
He walked towards his destination.
The morning sun shone on his back, and it reflected a golden light.
'It's over.
'Compared to these …'
Everything in the dungeon flashed before his eyes.
He was filled with emotion.
'What a pity …'
"Your Highness."
Beldin's faint, choked voice came from behind him.
But Thales only shook his head and continued walking.
'Stop.
'Royal Guards.'
A faint, muffled sound came from behind him.
Thales did not turn around while he was in a daze.
But in the next second, more muffled sounds came one after another.
The cavaliers and mercenaries in the distance seemed to have seen something. There was a slight commotion, and they cast their gazes in his direction.
'Hmm?'
Thales stopped walking because his thoughts were interrupted.
Roman frowned in the distance. Ricky also stopped talking to his subordinates.
They all looked in his direction.
Thales turned around in puzzlement when he was reminded by these abnormalities.
He was immediately stunned.
'This is …'
The morning sun shone on the endless yellow sand.
Six stubborn figures stood on the horizon of the desert like they were cast from iron. They leaned forward slightly.
The light and shadows were blurry, but they formed neat and uniform figures. They were washed by the morning sun and the wind.
'This is …'
Thales stared at the scene before him in a daze. Zakriel, Barney Junior, Beldin …
They were the Royal Guards.
The wind blew gently. At some point in time, all the Royal Guards had knelt down on one knee on the sand.
They did not say a word and did not move. Their faces could not be seen clearly, and their expressions could not be discerned.
They only placed their right palms on their chests and swung their left arms back in the prince's direction.
They bowed their heads deeply.
It was as if they were paying their final respects.
At that moment, Thales looked at the six kneeling figures, and he suddenly felt his chest sink.
He pursed his lips.
But Thales did not say anything in the end.
He raised his right fist with the ghost of a smile on his face and tapped his chest gently.
Then, he turned around resolutely.
Behind him, the six figures lowered their heads even more.
The Legendary Wing frowned as he watched the scene before him from afar.
In the distance, among the golden sand dunes, six men covered in wounds knelt firmly on the ground. They lowered their heads and saluted in the same direction.
Near them, under the slightly white sky, the thin and weak teenager walked over slowly. His footsteps were arduous, but firm. His expression was anguished and gratified.
He looked like an oil painting.
"Jadestar," Roman mumbled and snorted coldly.
Josef stared at the six figures in annoyance from the Disaster Swords' team. He said in disdain to Samel, who was staring at them with a slightly dazed expression,
"If you want to, you can join them.
You won't be able to forget them anyway. "
Samel's expression darkened. He then turned to Josef.
"I thought you would know better than me."
Josef was stunned.
"Know what?"
Samel snorted softly and looked at the horizon.
"Will you forget your wife and children, Josef?"
'Wife and children …'
Josef froze.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on his sword hilt and gritted his teeth.
When he saw Josef's expression, Samel sighed.
"Yes, I know.
But once some things are lost, "Samel said in a melancholic tone as he watched the six figures slowly stand up from the ground on one knee.
"Then there is no turning back."
In the next moment, determination returned to Samel's dazed gaze.
"Aside from the future, we have nowhere else to go.
We have nothing. "
Samel turned around and left on his own.
He left Josef behind with a complicated expression.
Josef looked at the six figures, then at Samel's back.
Klein walked over and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Josef shook his head.
"It's nothing.
Tsk, you self-righteous bastard from the Empire. "
He grumbled indignantly and turned around to pack his luggage.
In the distance, Thales suppressed his desire to turn around and walked forward step by step.
Then, Quick Rope's voice rose from behind him.
"Hey!"
Thales turned around in shock and subconsciously caught the package in his arms.
"Your luggage."
Quick Rope stood behind him. His tone was a little dejected.
"And your … crossbow."
Quick Rope tossed the Crossbow of Time to him again, forcing Thales to be flustered.
Quick Rope sighed and looked at the Royal Guards who slowly got up and gradually walked into the distance.
"Are you sure you don't want them?"
"They'll be great help, and it's rare for them to have such a deep bond with you. They'll be loyal to you, and they'll be willing to die for you."
Thales struggled to hang up the package. He exhaled and smiled.
"Maybe."
Quick Rope frowned.
"You know, your status is not good to begin with … If you have them as your subordinates, at least when you run into an accident in the future …"
He did not continue.
Thales curled up the corners of his lips.
'Yes, that's right. So …'
"Disaster Swords."
Thales suddenly said.
"Did you know? They specialize in searching for those who fall into the endless abyss and make use of the despair and emptiness in their hearts. They make empty promises, capture their spirits, and take advantage of their perilous state to use them when they have nowhere else to go.
"Even if the person who pushes them into the abyss is not Ricky."
Thales looked at the puzzled Quick Rope and said seriously,
"And I hate that feeling."
Quick Rope narrowed his eyes to show his puzzlement.
Thales sighed and averted his gaze from the back of the Royal Guards to look at the sky.
"It's as if there's an invisible hand in fate, torturing these pitiful people until they're riddled with scars, crazy, and desperate, just for today, when I stand here, to make them willingly become my chess pieces and be used by me until I complete the predestined ending."
Quick Rope was stunned.
Thales said airily, "But I can't do it.
"But I can't do it. I can't be that hypocritical, shameless, and selfish."
They're not my chess pieces.
Just like how I'm not a chess piece of fate. "
Both of them were silent for a few seconds.
Quick Rope sighed.
"If my father were here, he would definitely scold you for being stupid."
'King Nuven?
'Yes.
'Maybe.'
Thales smiled.
"Did you know that Ricky said that my Power of Eradication has been drifting with the flow, swaying left and right, and has no direction.
"I think he's right," Ye Zichen said.
"So I made my choice."
Thales stared at Quick Rope.
"Just like how you also made your choice.
That's all. "
This sentence made Quick Rope's expression fade, and he looked like he was deep in thought.
A few seconds later, Quick Rope suddenly spoke.
"You're different."
Thales was stunned.
"What's different?"
Quick Rope shook his head.
"I can't say, but …"
Quick Rope frowned and sized up Thales.
"I can feel it.
"Compared to the Thales in the desert …"
Quick Rope put on a serious expression. His expression was solemn and serious.
"You seem to have gained something, but also lost something."
Both of them faced each other and were silent for a few seconds.
Thales raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly.
"Maybe … I've grown up."
Quick Rope raised his eyebrows.
"You know, I've learned a lot during this trip."
Thales sighed slightly and looked to the northwest, in the direction where he came from. He was a little dazed.
"It's even more than … the total of the previous six years."
Quick Rope looked at him and sighed.
"So, this is your farewell. You're going back to be a prince, right?"
Thales snapped out of his daze.
"I guess so."
With a barely discernible sadness, he teased him in resignation.
"Back to the chains of power."
'The chains of power.'
Quick Rope was silent for a few seconds.
"As a prince, Thales, what do you think of my father?"
Quick Rope asked abruptly.
"As a king?"
Thales was stunned.
'King Nuven?'
When he thought of this name, Thales recalled many things from the past, and he could not help but frown.
'Eckstedt's Wrath the Seventh.
'As … a king?'
As he looked at Quick Rope's sad and indignant expression, Thales sighed softly.
"He was a well-deserved hegemon of his generation.
"He had great foresight, outstanding skills, wise, and cold."
'But …
'He's not very lucky.'
Thales lowered his head dejectedly.
"Yes."
Quick Rope seemed to have recalled something. He nodded absentmindedly.
"How do you think you are compared to him?"
'Me?
'Compared to King Nuven?'
Thales was stunned again.
In just a few seconds, he recalled how resolute he was when he challenged Poffret, how ruthlessly he poisoned Arikos, how dignified he was when he ordered the archdukes, how resolute he was when he delivered his' triumphant return ', how courageous he was when he personally went to war against the calamities, and how he hid behind the scenes and schemed against him and Lampard …
Thales could not help but laugh.
"No, even if I spend the rest of my life …
"I'm not as good as him."
Quick Rope was silent. His expression was unpleasant, as if he had recalled some unpleasant memories.
"Listen, Thales."
A few seconds later, Quick Rope sighed.
"I don't know how wise Eckstedtian kings like the Dragon Knight King, the Frost King, Steel Breaker, and the Whisperer can lead thousands of troops and rule the land …
"I also don't know how Constellation kings like the King of Renaissance, the Oath Keeper, and the Virtuous King can prosper the country and bring about great rule …"
When he mentioned so many people's names, his tone was not as relaxed and humorous as usual. It was rather serious.
Thales was not used to it.
In that second, Quick Rope's face was full of seriousness, and it made Thales subconsciously straighten his back.
It was as if the person before him had become Moriah Walton again.
"But after today, I know at least one thing."
Moriah stared at the teenager.
"Thales, be it my father or my elder brothers …"
He shook his head slowly, but his tone was firm.
"They can't even compare to your little finger …
"They can't even compare to you."
There was silence.
There was a long silence.
As he stared at Moriah's resolute and unquestionable gaze, Thales was completely stunned.
'He …
'He said …
'What?'
"Moriah, you —" Thales, who finally managed to react, instinctively opened his mouth.
But Moriah interrupted him.
"Thales." King Nuven's second son approached Thales slowly and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Become a king.
"A good king."
At that moment, Prince Moriah Walton's eyes shone with a sparkle that was rarely seen.
"Because after today, I believe that you will be better than them and the other kings.
"You can prove that even when you are shackled by the shackles of power …
"You can also live in a different way."
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