'Wait.'
Thales thought of something.
Six years later, one of his old friends in Constellation did discover his Power of Eradication.
It was in … the Prison of Bones.
'But …'
The dark purple mask flashed before Thales' eyes.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.
'Impossible.'
"I told you, you are the only one who knows about the process of knight training."
Mallos' smiling words brought Thales back to reality.
"If you cheated, it's not hard to see."
The watchman pointed at Thales' arm with the pleasure of catching his prey.
Doyle blinked in surprise under the other pillar, and out of habit, he poked the person beside him.
"Really?"
The protector opened his mouth repeatedly.
"How … old is that child?"
Doyle did not expect anyone to answer.
But unexpectedly, this time, Glover's deep voice could be heard, "Don't worry about it.
"According to the records, fourteen years old …"
The vanguard, nicknamed Zombie, narrowed his eyes.
"One hundred and twenty-eight days."
Doyle was shocked.
"Damn, he's almost catching up to the youngest awakening record. Wait." But Doyle immediately noticed something. He looked at Glover strangely.
"How do you remember it so clearly?"
Glover ignored him. He just tightened his grip on his arm.
His eyes were fixed on the field.
While Thales tried hard to adjust his breathing and thought about what was going on at this moment, the consequences, and how he should deal with it, Mallos spoke again.
"The briefing about you did not mention this, so …"
Mallos rubbed his hands and said in a nonchalant tone,
"When did you awaken your Power of Eradication?"
Thales was shocked again.
'The Sin of Hell's River …'
It seemed unimportant, but in fact, this power accompanied him through the birch tree forest, overcame the ugly-faced woman's conspiracy, survived the disaster in Dragon Clouds City, helped him escape into the desert, and brought him safely back to Constellation.
'It's related to the secrets, the things I experienced …
'Be it what Black Sword told me or what Ricky said …
'It's a little … too much.
'No.
I can't reveal too much.
At least … I can't tell you everything. '
Their conversation lasted only a few seconds, and Thales did not have time to hesitate.
"When I was … in Northland."
The young Duke of Star Lake quickly thought of an excuse and organized his words while he cleared his throat.
"Heroic Spirit Palace is full of danger. I have to hide myself and keep my trump card."
The more he spoke, the more fluent he became. A timely look of worry and vigilance appeared on his face.
"As for you, Lord Mallos, where did you get your brief?"
Mallos did not answer immediately but stared at him for a while.
The man's gaze made Thales extremely uncomfortable.
A few seconds later, Mallos put on a strange smile, but he changed the subject to another question.
"What Power of Eradication do you have, Your Highness?"
It was an equally fatal problem.
"I …" Thales furrowed his eyebrows at just the right time. He pretended to think about it and then put on a resigned expression.
"I don't know either."
Mallos was silent for a while before he continued to ask.
"What characteristics does it have? How has it changed you? "
The Sin of Hell's River.
What characteristics?
What changes?
Uh … Hell's senses?
Thales remembered the night vision in the tunnel and the dungeon.
Rapid Healing?
He remembered the agony of recovery on the battlefield.
Damn 4D effects?
Thales tried hard to push his experience in the Black Track out of his head.
Or perhaps, the urge to fight like a beast?
When he thought of this, Thales shook his head.
He looked innocent and lost.
This time, it was Mallos' turn to frown, who had been staring at his expression.
"So it just … popped out without warning?
"And you don't have a clue?"
Thales nodded pitifully and smiled awkwardly.
"Something like that."
Mallos looked at him, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
Both of them were silent for a while. The watchman seemed to need some time to think.
"If I remember correctly, you only learned the Northland Military Sword Style for building your foundation?" Mallos spoke again, and his tone became cautious.
"Yes." Thales flashed an ugly smile.
"Was this also in the brief?"
Mallos' gaze shifted. He did not answer him, but only stared at his nominal master with a burning gaze.
"So what ability did you obtain?"
Thales subconsciously repeated, "What ability?"
Mallos narrowed his eyes.
He looked at Thales as if he was looking at a rookie.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I mean, when you awakened your Power of Eradication …
"Did you obtain … extraordinary observation skills, a sense of balance, and a sense of rhythm? I remember this is Pegasus' Music … "
Thales shook his head.
No.
"Then, was it the Thawing of Glaciers — greatly increased endurance and control over force? Or willpower and spirit? "
Thales continued to shake his head.
"Then, greater strength, speed, and offensive advantages?"
Mallos was a little unsure.
"Glory of the Stars?"
Thales was still shaking his head, his gaze innocent.
Mallos' expression became more and more solemn.
"Could it be … an instantaneous burst of power that was activated in a single breath?"
'Please don't be that …'
Fortunately, Thales shook his head for the fourth time.
This made Mallos' brows furrow even more.
'Yes, not this, not that …'
Thales mumbled in his heart as he evaluated the effect of this lie.
'But.
The Power of Eradication's version of Sharingan?
'Does this count?'
Finally, Mallos let out a long sigh and hugged his arms tightly.
"Alright, let's assume that you did not possess any of the above four.
"Then, did the Eckstedtians teach you some additional combat skills that affected the awakening of your Power of Eradication?"
Thales twitched the corner of his mouth.
'Eckstedtians?'
"I … don't know.
They've just been … "
Thales shrugged and smiled awkwardly. He tried his best to suppress the urge to "beat me up" in his throat, and at the same time, he uttered a few more decent words.
"Confrontation training?"
Mallos' expression became unpleasant again.
He stared at Thales as if he was staring at a cunning fox that he could not catch no matter what.
Finally, the watchman raised his head.
"Very impressive. Indeed, to be able to awaken your Power of Eradication at your age."
Mallos spoke words of praise, but his tone did not sound like he was praising him at all.
"But in truth, awakening your Power of Eradication too early is not a good thing. Shortcuts often make people lazy and careless."
The watchman smiled faintly.
"Especially … when you still know nothing about it."
As he stared at the man's elegant and calm smile, Thales suddenly felt a little panicked.
The prince tried his best to calm himself down.
"At least it saved me many times … especially during this journey back to the kingdom.
"This … shouldn't be a bad thing."
Once again, Mallos gave him a smile that made people uneasy.
"Rest for a while, Your Highness. Hydrate yourself and relax your muscles.
"The previous stage of training has come to an end."
Thales relaxed and secretly exhaled.
But Mallos turned around and called out to one of the guards who followed him.
"Toledo!
"Other than those who cannot leave their posts, call everyone over."
Thales' ears twitched while he sat down to drink water.
The soldier named Toledo frowned a little.
"Everyone?"
Mallos nodded and resumed his indifferent smile.
"Yes. Everyone from the Royal Guards or Star Lake Guards, ask them to come to the training field.
"His Grace will need all of their help."
As Mallos said this, he slowly narrowed his eyes.
Thales' hand, which was holding the water bottle, instantly froze.
Toledo was obviously used to Mallos' orders. He only hesitated for a moment before he turned around and gave the order.
"You too, Glover, Doyle." Mallos looked into the distance with his sharp eyes.
"Just because you have a title does not mean that you can slack off."
Glover and Doyle looked at each other at a loss. They could only walk closer.
But the one who replied to the first Mallos was the prince himself.
"Help?
Everyone in the Royal Guards? "
Thales looked at Mallos in puzzlement and looked around the training field.
"What … What are you doing?"
Mallos turned his head around and revealed a strange and evil smile that was not as indifferent and elegant as he used to be.
"As you wish, Your Highness. Your lessons have entered a new field.
"What we are going to do next is …"
Mallos grinned, but it made Thales feel a chill in his heart.
"Confrontation training."
'Right …
'Confrontation …'
Thales was stunned for a few tenths of a second before he reacted.
"Why?"
Thales pointed at the sword on the ground and found it hard to understand.
"Wasn't it still —"
But this time, Mallos interrupted him.
"Do you still not understand?"
Mallos put away his smile and stared at Thales with a sharp gaze, which made Thales instantly speechless.
"It would have been fine if we didn't notice.
But since we discovered it … "
Mallos' expression became stern and extremely solemn.
"Then from now on, our only goal for today's training is …
"To understand the power in your body …"
Mallos' expression turned cold.
"The truth."
At that moment, in the face of the rather aggressive watchman, Thales' heart skipped a beat.
He stared at Mallos' profound and complicated eyes in a daze. He was surprised and did not understand what was going on.
'What's going on?'
On the other side of the training field, Doyle walked over slowly and said to Glover in surprise, "Wait.
"Wait, it's already so soon?"
Isn't it a little too early? The people in the Royal Guards … "
He did not manage to finish his sentence.
Because in the next moment, footsteps came from all around him.
One, two, three …
Under the setting sun, the Royal Guards who were in charge of protecting the duke surged over from all directions in Mindis Hall. Most of their gazes shone with the murderous intent of a warrior, and they looked at the two people in the middle of the training field with puzzled gazes.
Glover shook his head and did not answer Doyle.
"Pay attention, Your Highness. The Royal Guards are carefully selected." In the training field, Mallos watched as his subordinates came in a line.
"Among them, there are veterans who fought their way up from the battlefield in the army, and there are also talented knights who were born nobles and have been educated since young."
Mallos turned to Thales, and his eyes sparkled.
"Do not underestimate them."
Thales tried hard to control his expression and combed through his chaotic emotions.
'Is he …
'Doing what?'
The watchman smiled faintly.
"But as I said," Mallos sighed slowly and stared at Thales' right arm, which was trying to snatch the sword from him.
"It's inevitable that there will be some conflicts."
At the moment Mallos looked at him, Thales felt the Sin of Hell's River in his body start to circulate restlessly.
It was like …
A beast that was provoked.
The prince took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the abnormality in his body.
"Is there a need for this? I am already very tired …"
"You do not understand your Power of Eradication, Your Highness." Mallos moved his gaze away. He calmly returned his greeting to his subordinate while he answered casually.
"And this is very dangerous …"
"Just like a knight who does not understand the sword in his hand or the warhorse beneath him."
Mallos turned his head around slowly.
"Understand yourself, Your Highness. Know yourself."
His expression became serious. His gaze was so sharp that it seemed as if it wanted to pierce through Thales' armor.
"Only after that will it be convenient for us to tailor … the training you need.
"Trust me, Your Highness. This is for your own good."
Mallos stared at Thales and said faintly,
"And I thought … His Majesty is also concerned about your body, isn't he?"
When he heard that form of address, Thales froze.
Even the Sin of Hell's River seemed to have stopped for a moment.
"Let's not let him worry when he reads Mindis Hall's briefing …" Mallos' face was expressionless.
"Isn't it better to understand your strength here and report the good news to him?"
Under Mallos' scrutinizing and skeptical gaze, Thales was speechless for a long time.
The Royal Guards were indistinct. They were already standing around him. They were quiet, solemn, and uniform.
They were only waiting for their superior's orders.
Thales lowered his head and took a deep breath.
He suddenly thought of an absurd possibility.
'Maybe.'
Thales thought quietly.
'Maybe from the beginning, Mallos' goal in giving me martial arts lessons … '
'Was it not for …
'Training?'
"Alright, Procca." Mallos turned around and called out to a subordinate in the queue, "Warm up and pick a practice sword that suits you."
Under the Royal Guards' expressions, the watchman casually walked out of the field and showed his back to Thales.
"Accompany the duke …
"Let's spar."
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