"Excited?"
Norb slowly pushed away Gomes, who tried to stop him.
"Don't misunderstand.
"If it isn't necessary, we don't want to deal with a cold, selfish, and cold-blooded sissy like you."
The Legendary Wing's lips curled up slightly.
Norb, however, snorted coldly.
"Anyway, you made Blade Fangs Camp a mess, and everyone felt insecure. You offended all the officials and nobles from the central government as well as the Western Desert. You made our work a mess, and we couldn't have peace. You messed up the balance between the tribes in the desert … and this isn't the first day."
The Legendary Wing listened quietly and did not move.
Thales' gaze kept moving back and forth between Norb and the Legendary Wing. He felt that the conflict between them had been going on for a long time.
Norb paused for a moment before he slowly pointed at the smoking Blade Fangs Camp, and then at Stake's corpse.
"But this time?
It's different. "
Norb's voice became deep.
"Do you know how valuable Stake is? Do you know how many things are related to him?
"Do you know how important this task is to Lord Hansen? Do you know what it means to us?"
Do you know that this is a major case that even His Majesty personally asked the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department to 'do their best'? "
Norb turned his head abruptly and stared straight at the Legendary Wing.
"Do you know how much we sacrificed to get this chance in this Western Desert that no one remembers?"
The Legendary Wing narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Eighteen years."
When he said this, Norb seemed to have remembered something. He was silent for a moment, and his breathing quickened.
"It's different from your title, which was stained with blood, Williams.
"My people and I were punished by the lord because of a mistake during the Bloody Year. We were demoted, demoted, and exiled to the Western Desert …
"From then on, we stayed in this remote and desolate land, and dealt with countless scumbags and criminals …"
His gaze was complicated, and he looked absent-minded.
"It's been a full eighteen years."
Thales' gaze shifted.
Roman's posture was still elegant and unmoved.
Behind him, Gomes let out a long sigh.
"Norb …"
But Norb ignored him. He only stared at the indifferent Legendary Wing.
"It's been eighteen years. You've been muddle-headed, dizzy, with no future and no hope. You can only watch your subordinates, who are in the prime of their lives, grow old in frustration day after day. Do you understand what kind of torture it is?"
As Thales listened to his words, he was struck by a thought.
He was muddle-headed and dizzy.
There was no future, no hope.
Dean, Duro, the Royal Guards, the Disaster Swords, and even the Orc Warchief …
But now …
It was Norb from the Secret Intelligence Department.
It seemed that this piece of land had given everyone a reason to take risks out of desperation, unwilling to remain silent.
Blade Fangs Camp, Western Desert, Great Desert.
What kind of place was this?
Norb pointed at the smoking camp in the distance, then looked at Thales.
"Finally, after eighteen years, the prince is going to return to the country. The West Wilderness is going to be reshuffled again. His Majesty is going to take this opportunity to get things done …"
He took a deep breath as if he was trying his best to suppress himself.
"We, the forgotten ones, are being remembered again.
"I once again have the conditions and reason to ask the lord for a chance to turn things around: dig out Stake, dig out Shadow Shield, dig out Teng and his lackeys."
Norb looked at the headless corpse.
"Do you know how important this operation, which is our only hope for more than ten years, is to us, who are far away from the center of the kingdom, far away from the lord and His Majesty's line of sight, and how important it is for us, who are unknown and no one cares about us?"
Norb's face was livid. He pointed at Stake's corpse, as if he could not find any other suitable words.
"It's been eighteen years, and you … 'dealt' with him just like that?
Dealt with our only chance to turn things around in eighteen years? "
Norb gritted his teeth.
"This is unacceptable."
Roman only glanced sideways at Norb. He seemed to be interested.
"So?"
Norb took a step forward.
"So, chase them back, Williams."
Norb stared at the figure in the distance, who was getting further and further away.
"If we chase after those people we let go, be it the Disaster Swords or anyone else, we might be able to find some clues and save ourselves from this failure."
"Make a contribution and reverse the situation."
"Reverse … our future."
Thales' heart sank. 'Norb seems to have made up his mind to chase after those who escaped.'
"Otherwise?"
The Legendary Wing sneered.
Norb's eyes were red, and his chest was heaving.
"Otherwise, Legendary Wing."
He looked at Roman, and his tone became even more sinister.
"Don't forget, everything you have, your title, your army, your territory, everything you have, was given to you by His Majesty and the kingdom."
The Legendary Wing frowned slightly.
Gamus, who was behind Norb, widened his eyes!
Norb said coldly,
"The regular soldiers of the Royal Family under your command, the so-called Stardust Unit that traverses the desert, their supplies, equipment, warhorses, military resources, personnel, and even the Blade Fangs Camp where they are stationed belong to His Majesty."
"But he can take it back at any time and turn you back into the worthless soldier from the Western Desert who has nothing.
Thales, who had a premonition about something, suddenly felt that something was wrong.
'Oh no, he's …'
But it was already too late for him to do anything. Norb gritted his teeth and spoke firmly.
"And do you know how this can be achieved?"
At that moment, the Legendary Wing's gaze changed!
"Norb!"
Gamus interrupted his superior, sucked in a deep breath, and was prepared to stop him with all his might.
"Norb, that's enough. Let's go back first …"
But the Legendary Wing spoke again.
"I said, let him speak."
Roman stared at Gamus coldly. The meaning contained in his gaze terrified the latter so much that he froze.
"Is there a phrase you don't understand?"
His words seemed to have ignited a barrel of oil.
Norb's gaze turned cold, and he flung Gamus' hand away.
"Disobeying the king's orders, sabotaging important tasks, colluding with foreign enemies, harboring evil, indulging wanted criminals, nurturing bandits to gain self-respect, colluding with others, conspiring to murder your colleagues, privately opening the Prison of Bones, conspiring to harm the kingdom's bloodline, endangering the interests of Constellation …"
Norb spoke tirelessly, and Thales cursed in his heart.
"This is what you did today."
His abnormal actions alerted the cavaliers and the people from the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department. They cast him surprised and bewildered gazes.
But the Legendary Wing did not interrupt him.
The cavaliers under him also continued to stand in a stalemate.
Norb sneered.
"As for the rotten things you and the scum under you have done over the past eighteen years: extortion, bribery, torture, abuse, plunder, killing indiscriminately, claiming land for your own benefit, filling your own pockets, and even resorting to underhanded means on the battlefield to murder your fellow nobles …"
Norb glared at the Legendary Wing. With every word he said, Gamus' expression changed.
"We have long since grown tired of cleaning up after you."
'What?
'These crimes …'
The more Thales listened, the more shocked he became.
Norb said coldly, "Eighteen years.
Every piece of evidence and every crime we have collected over the past eighteen years is enough to make Renaissance Palace furious at the Baron of Blade Fangs Nobles, make the nobles in Western Desert who have hated you for a long time go mad with joy, make the entire kingdom despise and despise you, and make the illustrious you lose your reputation …
"And all of the above, including all of the filthy things you have done over the past few years, will be reported to the Imperial Conference, to His Majesty, and to Lord Hansen, word by word."
A hint of madness appeared in Norb's eyes.
"Then, under pressure from many parties, he had no choice but to decide to strip you of everything.
"From the title of nobility to the army.
"From the territory to the reputation."
The Legendary Wing's expression became very unpleasant.
Thales also had a similarly unpleasant expression.
'This is bad.'
'What Norb did was no different from what I did just now.
'If I can do it, then Norb …
'Then this pretty boy …'
Thales stared at Roman with a pale face. He watched as the man's handsome face changed.
"Now, Your Grace."
Norb sucked in a deep breath. His voice sank, as if he had instantly released his anger back into his chest.
"We can either make up for everything together."
Norb glared at the Legendary Wing, as if he wanted to dig out a piece of flesh from his handsome face.
"Or we can die together. You lose your title, and I lose my future. We can rot in Blade Fangs Camp, in this bottomless abyss that devours people to the bone."
He said softly,
"Time is limited. The choice is yours."
The moment he finished speaking, the place became quiet again.
But the people present were far from being at peace.
'Damn it.'
This was the only thought in Thales' mind, which was in a mess.
A few seconds passed, but Thales felt like a long time had passed.
"Sir Norb, Baron Williams, in truth, I am very tired now. These messy things …" He pretended to be impatient and thought about how to deal with the situation.
But before he finished speaking, the Legendary Wing interrupted him again.
"This is strange."
Roman spoke softly, and there was a hidden meaning in his words.
"Why do all the people today think that …
Do you have the right to threaten me? "
Thales' expression changed.
The Legendary Wing walked forward slowly.
"You are from the Secret Intelligence Department. You have met Morat, right?"
Norb narrowed his eyes.
Thales was also slightly puzzled.
'Morat?'
The Black Prophet's figure appeared in his mind.
'What does it have to do with me?'
The Legendary Wing chuckled.
"Do you know why that black-robed prison chief always uses a cane?"
Norb frowned.
"Because he once said something similar to me."
'Something similar?'
The Legendary Wing's voice was very weak and calm. It was not even louder than the wind.
But before Thales and Norb could react, the Legendary Wing's hand flashed with white light!
In the next second, with a dull thud, Norb fell to the ground!
"Urk …"
What followed was his pained grunt.
Gamus, who had reacted, instinctively wanted to draw his sword, but Roman, who had a spear in his hand at some point of time, flung a white shadow, and Gamus was sent flying!
Thales was shocked!
"And I!"
The Legendary Wing's voice suddenly became loud!
"Back then, I was like this …"
His eyes were as cold as ice as he walked towards Norb, who was moaning on the ground.
In the next moment, before everyone's eyes, the Legendary Wing lifted his leg without hesitation.
Roman ended his speech coldly.
"I broke his leg."
A crisp sound rang out.
"Ahhh …"
Norb hugged his right leg and screamed!
When the people around them saw this, the people from the Secret Intelligence Department instinctively wanted to rush over!
"Sir!"
But Roman's subordinates reacted quickly as well. They unsheathed their weapons, tightened their bowstrings, and forced the people from the Secret Intelligence Department to retreat.
The stunned Thales watched this shocking scene. He could not understand it at all.
'Why did he …'
Norb's screams turned into moans.
He crawled on the ground, trying to stay as far away from Roman as possible. His pained moans continued to travel.
The Legendary Wing snorted coldly. As if he had not had his fill, he swung the white spear in his hand and walked towards Norb.
"Roman, no!"
Thales quickly spoke after he came to his senses.
"There are too many people watching!"
The Legendary Wing's footsteps froze. He turned around abruptly!
He stared straight at Thales.
The cold warning in his voice caused the prince's remaining words to be stuck in his mouth.
The Legendary Wing snorted coldly.
He turned around and walked towards Norb, who was on the ground. The white spear in his hand slowly shrank into a handgun.
"Now, from the Secret Intelligence Department."
The Legendary Wing extended his long arm and grabbed Norb's collar!
"I want all of you to 'report' everything I said and did today, including your broken leg, to that old bastard Morat, that son of a b * tch, without missing a single word!
"Report 'everything' to that son of a b * tch king whose surname is Jadestar and who wears a crown on the supreme throne!"
Thales was shocked when he heard this.
'Old bastard, son of a b * tch …
'Did he just say …'
Roman's tone was so cold that it could freeze the sand around him.
"That's right. Not only did I kill your target, I also let your suspect go.
"I've also jeopardized your interests and ruined your plans."
The Legendary Wing turned around abruptly and pointed his handgun at Thales!
It made the prince jump in fright.
"I even injured the people you sent to monitor me and threatened to kill the heir of the kingdom."
The Legendary Wing's gaze was terrifying.
"And I don't care what all of you think."
'I don't care … what all of you think.'
Thales was stunned.
Norb gritted his teeth. He seemed to have understood the situation.
The Legendary Wing tightened his grip on Norb and enunciated his words clearly.
"Because this is my, f * cking, Blade, Fang, Camp!"
The Legendary Wing let go of Norb, turned around, and whipped Gamus, who had climbed up, back to the ground!
"And as always, I find them an eyesore!"
Roman roared, as if he was burning with rage.
The people from the Secret Intelligence Department around them burst into a commotion again!
Then, a cavalier lashed out with his whip and whipped one of them back to the team.
The Legendary Wing stood up slowly and looked at Norb and Gamus, who were hissing and coughing up blood while enduring the pain.
"Next time, they send an idiot like you to threaten me with the king, the Secret Intelligence Department, and my Blade Fangs Camp, like an ignorant brat …"
'Ignorant brat …
'Threatening me with Blade Fangs Camp …'
Thales felt a chill run down his spine.
"Next time, if they want to use my territory to play some political game to balance power …"
The Legendary Wing's gaze turned cold.
"Just wait for me to go to Renaissance Palace to look for them."
When he said this, Roman suddenly turned around and cast a glance at Thales.
The teenager felt his heart palpitate again, and he could not help but take a step back.
"And if they are unhappy, if they have the guts …"
The Legendary Wing's face was filled with murderous intent.
"They will come to take away my title, take back my army, and take away my territory …
"With that bullsh * t Jadestar's bullsh * t warrant …"
"They will come and kill me!"
The Legendary Wing roared.
'Jadestar …'
Thales subconsciously gulped.
'Damn it.'
He stared at the Legendary Wing, who was brimming with murderous intent.
'He …
'Is really …
'A vassal directly under the royal family?'
Roman turned around and stared at Norb, who was panting on the ground.
"Kessel and Morat, if they don't have the guts, if they don't dare …"
At that moment, Roman was filled with pressure. Every word he said seemed to have been cut through the air with a blade.
"Let them hold it in, tuck their tails between their legs, and keep their balls between their legs …
"Continue to hide behind the throne and the veil …
"Obediently become cowards who are sons of b * tches!"
Thales was incredibly shocked. He stared at the murderous Roman, and he could not believe his eyes.
'He …
'His attitude towards the Iron Hand King …
'Just now …
'How did he successfully "convince" Roman?'
Norb panted. He endured the pain and pressed down on Gomez, who wanted to get up again.
He glared, as if he could not believe it either.
"Listen up, Secret Intelligence Department."
The Legendary Wing snorted coldly and sheathed the white spear behind his back.
"If you leak even a single word …
"One, two, words."
Roman's tone was no longer cold, but his words were still sharp.
"I will personally go to the capital and break Morat's remaining leg …
"Together."
Once he finished speaking, he did not wait for the person on the ground to respond. He turned around and faced his subordinates.
"Everyone, get into position!
"Prepare to leave!"
Hundreds of cavaliers responded in a manner that sounded like an avalanche. The Legendary Wing got on his horse and roared his orders.
"These people's horses are now ours. Thank you, Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department, for supporting us!"
Norb and Gomez 'expressions changed again.
Under the panicked expressions of the people from the Secret Intelligence Department, the cavaliers charged forward without hesitation and roughly snatched away their steeds.
Along the way, they took down a few people who wanted to resist.
Thales widened his eyes and watched with complicated emotions as Roman circled the area on his horse and gave orders to his subordinates.
"My apologies." The teenager approached him slowly and flashed a friendly smile at the disheveled Norb.
"The baron … is probably …
In a bad mood today. "
When he said this, Thales' heart sank again.
Norb gasped painfully and leaned hard against Gomez's shoulder.
"Thank you for speaking up, Your Highness.
"It's just … I'm sorry that you had to see this." Norb endured the pain and stared at the Legendary Wing from afar.
"Even in the country, the royal family's rule is not always smooth sailing."
Thales forced himself to smile.
But before he could respond, the sound of galloping horses came from behind him!
Norb's expression changed.
"Your Highness —"
Thales instinctively turned his head around and saw a flash of white light!
In the next second, the prince's legs left the ground!
He disappeared before Norb and Gomez.
Norb watched the prince leave into the distance with a contemplative look on his face.
At some point in time, all the cavaliers moved, and the sound of galloping horses could be heard.
Gomez looked at the galloping horses in shock before he turned his head around.
"You know Williams' temper, Norb." The slightly plump man supported Norb. He was a little exasperated.
"Why did you have to do this in front of him?
Why? "
Norb snorted softly while he frowned and inspected his leg injury.
"Because …"
Norb hissed in pain.
"Because I didn't do it in front of him."
Gomez was stunned.
"What?
Then who did you do it in front of … "
Norb did not answer him. He only narrowed his eyes and watched Thales gradually disappear from his sight.
"Can you feel it, Gomez?"
He raised his head and looked at the sky.
"The direction of the wind has changed."
Gomez stared at the desert, which was as barren as ever. He was baffled.
'Wind direction?'
While Gomez was confused, Norb's eyes shone brightly.
"The chance for us to leave this place and return to the capital.
It has truly arrived. "
In the distance, Thales felt the tremors under his butt in a daze.
Just now, he was so surprised that he almost summoned the Sin of Hell's River, until he realized …
His line of sight had left the ground, and the scenery on both sides kept retreating.
'He's … on a horse?
And I'm hugging … '
"This is …" Thales raised his head.
"Don't move! Hold on tight! "
This time, when he heard his voice, Thales instinctively moved back!
But he was jolted by the galloping white horse, and he almost let go.
But another hand came from the side and steadied him.
In the sound of the wind, the Legendary Wing held the reins and said loudly above his head,
"Why are you trembling? Don't you know how to ride a horse? "
Thales froze.
He suddenly realized that he was sitting sideways on the white horse in a very uncomfortable position. He was sitting on …
The Legendary Wing's bosom.
And he was still hugging his waist.
'Okay …
'Awkward.'
Thales remembered the Legendary Wing's performance just now. He tried his best to stabilize himself and forced a smile.
"No … I'm just … Um, I can ride a horse myself …"
Roman did not wait for him to answer.
"I'll try to be steadier!"
In the next moment, Roman pulled the reins back a little. He patted the white horse's neck with his other hand and let out a few whistles that Thales did not understand. The white horse magically slowed down and became steadier.
Thales could only laugh dryly and lower his head, pretending to be very interested in the Legendary Wing's clothes.
'Oh my god.
'He's with …
'He's with a man who just threatened to attack Renaissance Palace …
'Ride on the same horse?
'So …'
Thales saw countless cavaliers galloping in front of them and on both sides of them. They surrounded the two of them in the middle, and they stirred up clouds of dust as they galloped.
This made him feel even more awkward.
He could only think of other things.
It was very strange. Although the Legendary Wing looked murderous, his body was a little thin under his robe and light armor.
And the smell in his bosom was …
'Nice?'
The team suddenly changed direction.
Thales felt the endless jolts and soreness that he could not stop. As he faced the dust that came charging at him, Thales had to cover his mouth and nose with his hands.
At this moment, a hand stretched out in front of him.
"Face cloth," Roman said loudly as the horses galloped.
"Dust proof."
Thales was stunned for a moment before he took the face cloth from Roman's hands. He realized that Roman had also covered his face.
However, his amber eyes were still full of vigor.
Thales sighed and tied the face cloth around his face.
Behind the face cloth, Thales took a deep breath. He felt much better.
"You're not afraid of threats.
You're not afraid of the Secret Intelligence Department, and you're not afraid of the king. "
The Legendary Wing behind him moved slightly.
The white horse jolted. Thales could not care less about the awkwardness. He held Roman's waist tightly to maintain his balance.
But he still asked,
"Then just now … why did you agree to my conditions?"
Roman did not answer.
Just when Thales thought that the conversation had failed …
"Maybe it's because …"
Roman snorted coldly on the horse. He lowered his head and looked straight at Thales.
There was a complicated look in his amber eyes.
Roman extended his hand and straightened the face cloth on Thales' face a little.
"You're better-looking?"
Thales was stunned.
A second later, Thales, who felt very awkward, tilted his head in an unnatural manner and tried to hide his face in Roman's bosom.
'Thank goodness …'
The face cloth hid his face very well.
The steed under his butt jolted again, and Thales was so frightened that he hugged Roman even tighter.
"Where … are we going?"
This time, Roman did not answer him.
Instead, the Legendary Wing straightened his back, drew the white spear behind him, and let it slowly grow longer.
"Send the signal to Felicia and Frank!"
Roman's voice suddenly rose as he roared angrily, "That's right.
He roared furiously, "Everyone, get ready to speed up!"
Before Thales could react, the horses around him responded like a tidal wave.
"Whoosh!"
The Legendary Wing's roar rose to the sky.
"We're going back to the camp!"
His voice seemed to have a power that could make people's hearts tremble. It passed through the rumbling horse hooves and reached everyone's ears.
Even Thales could not help but feel his blood surge.
"Whoosh!"
The cavaliers responded in unison again. They were eager and eager.
Soon, the cavaliers began to increase their speed. The increasingly fierce sandstorm forced Thales to close his eyes and lean against Roman's bosom.
'Damn it!'
The dull sounds of the horses' hooves hitting the sand became louder and clearer.
But the Legendary Wing's voice was still clear and shocking.
"Our camp!"
As their speed increased, the cavaliers drew their weapons and responded in a frenzy.
"Whoosh!"
Horse hooves, sandstorm, furious roars, jolts, and countless other sounds were mixed together, and it made Thales' heart race.
'Is he crazy?
'He's bringing me along with him to war?'
The Legendary Wing spun the white spear in his hand and thrust it forward.
"No matter who we run into on the way, whether they are humans, mixed breeds, Barren Breeds, or f * cking Bloody Thorn Lizards!
"As long as they see the Stardust War Flag and refuse to surrender and kneel …"
The Legendary Wing's voice grew colder by Thales' ears. There was an unprecedented sharpness and anger in his voice.
In the next second, the Legendary Wing swung the white spear!
He shouted a sentence in the orc language that had once made Thales tremble in fear.
"Sayr — Rikay!"
The white horse leaped, and Thales nearly let go of him!
He closed his eyes and held Roman's waist with all his might. He heard the soldiers' zealous and excited roars.
"Sayr! Sayr!
"Saer Lika!"
Thales listened to the roars that rose and fell against each other, and his heartbeat and blood flow gradually calmed down.
A wave of fatigue that he had never felt before attacked him.
'So … tired.'
"Sayr, Sayr …"
Amid the endless jolts and roars that sounded like a tsunami, Thales felt his eyelids grow heavier, and his body grow lighter.
Everything beside his ears seemed to have been separated by a layer of water, and it no longer stimulated his nerves.
In the next second, Thales closed his eyes, and his arms relaxed.
He felt as if he had fallen into water.
But a powerful arm holding the reins came from the front ring.
Before the teenager fell off the saddle, it held him tightly.
"Sayr …"
In the midst of the roars, the dazed Thales seemed to have realized something.
But before he could register what was happening …
The teenager fell into the Legendary Wing's arms.
He fell unconscious.
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