"Go home."
When he heard Thales' words and sized up his figure, Oschow sneered without hesitation.
"Not many people have the right to settle down here, boy."
Behind him, the Brotherhood's thugs, who were tied with black silk, also sneered. Their gazes were fierce, and they stared at the three people who were trapped at the fork of the alley with malicious intent.
'You don't know this.'
Thales curled his lips into a smile. He did not panic.
As if he did not see Oschow, he looked behind him.
"Where is your leader?"
"I want to talk to him."
Thunder Axe's smile faded.
"Your … Wya?" Glover looked worried.
'What does this prince want to do?'
"Huh? Oh, right. Wya? " Kohen was confused for a moment before he reacted. He was puzzled at first, then he looked excited. "Why, what do you want to do?"
'Save the world again, just like in Northland?'
Thales turned around and grinned.
"Visiting a friend.
Don't use the Distress Flare. Just protect my back. "
Kohen and Glover were stunned at the same time.
"I'm the leader here."
Oschow's gaze on Thales became more hostile.
"You can talk to me." He swung the axe in his hand.
"Or talk to it."
Thales sighed. When he was about to answer, hurried footsteps came from the alley.
"It's them!"
A few figures squeezed through the group of thugs and came to the side of the leader, Oschu. Thales recognized them. They were the Brotherhood's Sleepless, the one who had chased them all the way to Laurel Club, Redmore, whom Thales had met at Red Street Market.
"I remember them." Redmore panted and pointed at the three people.
"Especially the big guy with the stiff face!"
Glover exhaled in displeasure.
Kohen turned around in confusion and asked Thales and Glover, "Do we know him?"
"Also, do I look stiff?"
Glover's expression became even worse.
"Are you sure it's them?"
Oschow was a little unhappy with Redmore, who suddenly cut into the group and interrupted him.
"There are so many of us. We're going to fight the Red Turbans. Don't waste our time for a few small fries."
However, in the Brotherhood's team, Layork spoke faintly.
"Reidmore is a Sleepless. He wouldn't be wrong."
Oschow shot a displeased glance at Layork.
"That's right, it's them!" Redmore panted, straightened his back, and gritted his teeth.
"When they were in Red Street Market, they sneakily hid outside the 'One Night's Romance' to watch. Then, they escaped into Blood Bottle Gang's territory. Now, they are here. There is definitely something wrong with them!"
"Holy sh * t." Cohen blinked. He lowered his voice and was slightly surprised.
"How did he know we came from Red Street Market?"
Glover sneered and replied in a gruff voice, "Don't worry.
"Because you look like a prostitute."
Cohen looked confused at first, then indignant.
Thales shifted his gaze and observed almost everyone in the field.
"We're still very busy, so you three."
Oschok waved his axe and said in a clear voice,
"Are you going to surrender and confess, or are you going to wait for us —"
"I told you!"
Thales suddenly spoke so that everyone in the room could hear him clearly.
"Your rank is not high enough. Let the leader talk to me!"
Oschok's gaze turned cold when he was interrupted.
He first glanced around. The Brotherhood's thugs, who were whispering to each other, quietened down again.
"Every year, there are always noble young masters who are used to being bossed around. They can't stay still and think highly of themselves. They want to learn from stage plays, disguise themselves, and visit this magical place."
Oschok stared coldly at Thales, who looked the youngest but was obviously the leader of the trio.
"Just to see how miserable our lives are, and then feel how good our lives are."
His words caused many thugs to reveal looks of jealousy and hatred.
Thunder Axe's tone changed and turned into a ferocious smile.
"Until they see how good our lives are, and how miserable their fates are."
While they were at each other's throats, Glover felt the hostility from the people around him become more obvious. He could not help but clench his teeth.
"Enough."
The Brotherhood's "Steel Awl" Adrionza pulled out a spiked mace and coldly said,
"What do you have to say? Let's talk after we beat him down!"
Across from him, Cohen unsheathed the Load-Bearer sword from its scabbard, ready for battle.
"Everyone!"
Thales had no choice but to cough loudly.
"Are we really going to do this?"
He exhaled and glanced at the densely packed enemies around him.
It was alright.
He was so close to catching up to the murderous Disaster Swords, the awe-inspiring Lampard's army formation, or the orcs surrounded by the surging black tide.
"To be honest, I'm already past that age."
Thales said helplessly.
Aoschok frowned, but his eyes kept sizing up the moving troops, calculating the time to surround them.
The young man spread his arms, completely ignoring the ferocious gazes of the countless people in front of him.
"I say, I'm really past the age where I can reveal my identity or show some of my strength, and then pretend to be profound in the midst of exclamations. I can scare my enemies so much that they piss their pants, and let passersby think that I'm an invincible fighter. I can gain self-esteem, pleasure, and a sense of existence from this."
Cohen and Glover looked at each other.
"So, please, I don't want to do that." Thales noticed that more and more thugs moved quietly and gathered behind them.
"I'm not interested in this method."
Glover and Cohen moved their feet, widening their defense area and keeping an eye on the movements around them.
"Oh? So, which noble young master with an extraordinary status are you? After revealing your identity … "
Aoschok's expression changed, and he showed a ruthless expression.
"Can you let us ask for more ransom?"
But the young man smiled faintly and did not care.
"In fact, I doubt whether my father will pay for my ransom. Based on past experience, he would probably rather that I be killed."
At this moment, another cold voice rang out.
"How do you know?"
Aoschok, who was interrupted again, saw the speaker clearly and said in dissatisfaction,
"Layork …"
But Thales chuckled softly and looked at the familiar face that he had seen countless times on the streets when he was young.
His old 'friend'.
The Quiet Killer, Layork.
At that time, this man always lowered his head and put his hands in his pockets. He walked leisurely with his shoulders swaying. He slowly strolled into the Brotherhood's territory like an ordinary local hooligan.
But even Quide, who was used to being arrogant and despotic, did not dare to say anything when he saw him.
And all the child beggars knew that they should not look him in the eyes.
Thales dispersed the memories of the past and chuckled.
"Because I know my father."
But the Quiet Killer shook his head.
"No."
"What I want to ask is: How can you be sure that the person who will lead us is Morris?"
Thales narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that his authority was being questioned again, Aoschok angrily warned,
"Layork!"
But the Quiet Killer did not even look at Aoschok. He only stared at Thales quietly.
Thales looked at the familiar face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life. He suddenly recalled the time when he was young, when he listened to the entanglement between him and Felicia.
"This guy."
Thales pointed at Aoschok.
"He rose to prominence during the era of the Thirteen Generals. He has been Roda's blade."
Aoschok's expression changed.
"Steel Cone is Cenza's fighter. Layork, your business is mediated by Morris." Thales nodded one by one as if he was familiar with them. He even seemed a little lazy.
"As for the Sleepless over there, he is Lance's man."
Layork, Adrionsa, and Reedmore frowned at the same time.
Glover was puzzled. Even though he was a child beggar from the Blood Bottle Gang, he did not know much about the Brotherhood's internal information. How did the prince …
Kohen looked calm.
After all, the Jadestars knew everything!
"The Brotherhood has such a big operation and lineup, but all of you do not belong to each other. You are divided among the four leaders. This means that the leader is someone else."
"As for the one closest to this place, I can only think of Fatty Morris."
Thales looked around and said loudly,
"Why is he not out yet?"
But no one answered Thales's voice in the alley. It could only arouse the doubts of the Brotherhood members.
Thales frowned and could not help but start to mutter.
'Did I guess wrong?'
Adriaonsa, who was in the crowd, snorted coldly. "This kid has a sharp tongue, but I don't know —"
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved. He launched a surprise attack!
He went straight for Thales!
Something unexpected happened. Oschu and Thales' expressions changed slightly.
But a figure also flashed behind the teenager and faced Adrionsa head-on. In a flash, the air surged!
Clang! Clang! Shing!
The alley was narrow. The sound of weapons clashing was ear-piercing. Those who heard it all frowned!
After the three rounds, Adrionsa gritted his teeth and retreated.
He looked at the wound on his right arm. He was shocked and angry at the same time.
In front of him, Glover, who was blocking Thales, sheathed his sword coldly and shook off the blood on the blade.
There was a small commotion in the Brotherhood's team. Aoschok's expression also changed.
'That's Steel Cone, Cenza's subordinate, who is famous for his fighting ability.
'Today's idea … is indeed a little tough.'
"F * ck." Kohen's eyes were filled with surprise. He could not help but look at Glover in a different light.
"Although this guy can't beat me, he's still pretty cool with a sword …"
Glover exhaled through his nose as a disdainful response.
"I've seen this sword technique and footwork before …"
Adrionsa tore the black silk cloth off his arm and bound the wound tightly. He stared at Glover, and his expression was full of wariness.
"You served in the regular army before?"
"Very close." Glover snorted coldly. He swung his sword again and stopped the other two thugs from the Brotherhood.
"Guess again?"
Adrionsa frowned.
Aoschok could not take it anymore.
He shouted angrily, "Motherf * ckers! Let's go together and take them down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two thugs closest to them roared and rushed forward on the other side!
The figures on the periphery surged. They were obviously eager to fight as well.
Thales sighed.
'In the end, we still have to do this?'
Sure enough, he did not need to speak. Another strong figure passed the teenager and went forward.
Shing! Swoosh!
With two terrifying muffled sounds, the two thugs at the front fell to the ground at the same time. Blood flowed out and they cried out in pain.
"Drag them back to disinfect and bandage them. They might still be saved …"
Kohen swung his sword with his flashy "Load-Bearer". He looked at the enemies in front of him and snorted disdainfully.
"Who else?"
The thugs in his direction froze. They stared at Kohen's blade, which was still dripping with blood. No one rushed forward again.
On the other side, Glover also drew his sword without batting an eyelid. After he knocked down a person, he pushed him back into the enemy's group, causing chaos among the enemies.
Their swift movements and powerful attacks were extraordinary. The thugs from the Brotherhood looked at each other and did not move forward for a while.
Kohen breathed a sigh of relief. 'Fortunately, fighting on the streets is different from a battlefield where orders are strictly obeyed. As long as I knock down the one who seems to be the most ruthless and fearless, it will serve as a deterrent …'
Thales was the only one who rubbed his face with a headache.
'Damn it.'
Aoschok watched his subordinates drag away the thugs who had fallen to the ground. He was furious when he saw how cautious they were.
'The opponent's strength is troublesome. Let's not talk about it for now …
'But have the thugs from the Brotherhood in the capital not fought a tough battle for a long time?
'As long as there's someone who is ruthless and fearless, they will delay their attack …'
'Damn it!
When did Blood Bottle Gang get these two tough foes?
'Then …'
Aoschok looked at Kohen and Glover. He signaled to the others and gestured at Thales with his chin.
The Brotherhood's formation immediately began to move.
Kohen had been on duty on the streets of the capital for many years. He was sensitive to their plans. He extended his arms and protected Thales behind him.
"Don't even think about it."
Glover took a step back in tacit understanding. The two of them protected Thales.
But Thales sighed helplessly.
"Alright, I'm serious!"
Thales ignored the expressions of the two people beside him. He pushed their arms away and pointed at Aoschok and Layork with a sullen expression.
"You guys go and tell Morris that I can help him with the problem he encountered.
"I said, I'm the leader here."
Aoschok extended his finger. He was extremely dissatisfied.
"And I'm not …"
'Forget it.'
Thales could not be bothered to listen to his harsh words, which were meant to distract them and take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
'From the looks of it, even if I say I'm a prince, they will not stop and sit down to talk.'
'I have to bring out the real deal.'
"Aoschok, Thunder Axe, right?"
Thales raised his voice.
"Since you work for Roda, I think you must know the blacksmiths on South Street. For example, Karachi?"
Aoschok's arm froze in the air.
"You must've felt terrible, too. After his shop and the other shops that had dealings with you were raided for no good reason, your underground arms business, especially the processes such as the tempering of old goods, became full of obstacles all of a sudden, wasn't it?"
Thales sneered.
"And I'm afraid this is not the only thing that makes you feel terrible."
Thales was satisfied to see that not only Aoschok, but many of the thugs from the Brotherhood, including Adrionsa, Layork, and Redmore, changed their expressions.
Glover was puzzled again. 'You even know this?'
"He does know something. It seems like it's not Small Fish," Adrionsa, another Northlander, said coldly.
"Take him down regardless of casualties."
The people behind him immediately stepped forward, but Thales turned his head at the right time.
"Adrionsa!"
The teenager said loudly.
"You are Cenza's number one right-hand man. You have been running business with him in the Northern Territory and the Land of Cliffs. To be precise, you are fighting for territory with Blood Bottle Gang."
Adrionsa snorted coldly.
"Over the past few years, especially after the alarm at Broken Dragon Fortress was lifted and peace returned to the Northern Territory's borders, you have been smooth sailing and forced Blood Bottle Gang to retreat.
"But you were sent back by Cenza."
Thales shook his head.
"Because he knows the reason for your victories over the past few years. He knows where the key to Black Street Brotherhood's development lies.
"Especially these days, when your development is blocked."
The moment he finished speaking, a figure swayed in front of him!
* Clang! *
Adrionsa's spiked mace and Glover's sword were entangled. They could not advance or retreat.
"F * ck."
The Northlander nicknamed Steel Awl gritted his teeth. His expression was ferocious.
"I f * cking hate nobles!"
"What a coincidence." Glover did not forget to reply in a muffled voice while he wrestled with the other party.
"Me too."
But on the other side, Kohen suddenly trembled. He subconsciously turned around and raised his sword to block a blade that appeared out of nowhere!
* Clang! *
Layork's figure moved swiftly. He retreated the moment he came into contact with the blade, like a ghost under the sun.
In an instant, the situation changed. Battle cries rose!
The Brotherhood's hatchet men surrounded and attacked.
Glover and Kohen shouted angrily. The two of them stood in front of Thales and protected him in the middle. They exerted all their strength to block the attacks from the swords and sabers!
Thales knew that the situation was not good, but he had faced such situations countless times. He believed in Glover and Kohen's abilities. So, he forgot about the fear in his heart and calmly said,
"Layork!
Are you not worried that you will be entangled with us here? "
Layork's gaze flickered in the crowd.
"Felicia has just escaped from danger. Aren't you going to take a look?"
Layork's expression changed. He put down the blade that he held tightly and blocked the hatchet men behind him.
Thales smiled faintly.
"Or could it be that the news she brought back made your leader extremely nervous?"
Layork's expression changed again!
But this time, he showed a ruthless expression and ordered his subordinates, "Go.
Leave him with his tongue. As long as he can speak, it will be fine. "
Thales' smile froze.
'F * ck.'
On the other side, Glover and Adrionsa separated again. He swung his longsword and drew two streams of blood at the same time. He took down two hatchet men who wanted to take advantage of the situation and blocked the other enemies who wanted to swarm him from the back.
Kohen roared and swung his sword. He used his strength to control the width of his sword. Time and time again, the enemies who could not stop him fell back into the group.
"Are you still not coming out, Morris?"
Amid the battle cries, Thales summoned the Sin of Hell's River and let his voice penetrate the crowd.
But the situation did not change.
"Take care of yourself." Oschow sneered in front of him, "Chatty young master!"
Thales felt a chill in his heart.
"I want to say, that Wya …" Kohen panted.
"Are we really not going to ask for reinforcements from Flames?"
Although Kohen and Glover appeared to be at ease, Thales could not help but feel anxious when he saw the enemies swarming in front and behind him.
"What about Lance? The Sleepless Eye of the Brotherhood? "
The prince added a name and shouted.
"I think he was the most affected by the news that Felicia spat out, right?
"Doesn't he want to 'go home and take a look'?"
The moment he finished speaking, a calm voice that was different from the others spread in the air, as if it was right beside his ears.
"Stop!"
Thales exhaled and stared at the surging crowd.
Finally.
A fat and strong figure appeared in the crowd. He spoke in a low voice, but it was as if he had the power of a thousand men. It made the crowd quiet down.
"Everyone, step back."
The hatchet men were puzzled in the chaos. Then, they slowly put down their weapons from the back to the front, stopped fighting, and retreated.
The battle cries gradually died down.
Glover sheathed his sword, leaving behind two pitiful people wailing on the ground.
Kohen elbowed the last hatchet man who was in a killing frenzy. He panted and raised his head.
The crowd at the entrance of the alley slowly parted. A short and fat but strong man walked over with calm steps.
Thales saw the man's face clearly and felt relieved.
'Six years.
I see him again. '
"Boss Morris!"
When Oschow saw the man, his expression became solemn.
"We will take him down soon …"
But Morris only curled his lips and revealed a ferocious smile.
"Can't you see, Axe?"
One of the six Powerhouses of the Brotherhood, Morris, who occupied Lower City of the capital, patted Oschow's shoulder.
He turned his head coldly and looked straight at Thales.
"He is not one of those cowards you kidnapped.
"He is not one of those young masters who think they are the main characters, but once they lose their status, power, or divine weapons to rely on, they tremble in fear."
Thales also looked back at Morris with a cold look in his eyes.
When he was a child beggar, it was this kind-looking fat man who managed the gang business in Black Street, the birthplace of Black Street Brotherhood, and even the entire Lower City. Every time he appeared, Layork, Felicia, Rick, Locke, Quide, Beth, and most of the Brotherhood members Thales had met had to obey his orders.
And he would occasionally appear in Sunset Pub. Every time he appeared, Jala would be cautious, and the boss would not look good.
Oh, right, Morris also raised a ferocious Angry Wolfhound, which almost killed Thales.
But this could not be compared to Morris' other crime. He once suffocated an escaped child beggar to death in front of everyone.
Since then, the Brotherhood's own people and their opponents were all in awe of Morris. No matter who it was, when they looked into the eyes of this smiling fat man who could even lay his hands on children, without the slightest bit of pity, they would feel a chill down their spine.
The child beggars even hid and cowered under Quide's warning, afraid that they would be unlucky.
But at this moment, Thales suddenly realized that he was already standing there, looking straight into Morris's eyes.
"This is a noble." Morris continued to move forward, passing through the crowd. The thugs of the Brotherhood all lowered their heads and retreated. "The real kind.
Not the useless foppish young masters that the Red Turban likes to cling to. "
Morris finally arrived in front of Thales.
Kohen and Glover dutifully stood in front of Thales and warned the seemingly ordinary fat man.
Morris looked at the two bodyguards in front of him and revealed a shrewd smile unique to businessmen.
At that moment, Thales suddenly felt a chill down his spine!
"Enough!"
The teenager suddenly spoke, and he seemed to have lost his composure.
"It's close enough!"
Thales reminded his two subordinates, "Be careful, this guy's psionic ability —"
But before Thales could finish, Morris raised his eyebrows and smiled with his eyes squinted.
"Yes, it's close enough."
In the next second, Kohen and Glover's expressions changed drastically, and they swayed at the same time!
Two dull sounds were heard, and both of their weapons were pressed against the ground at the same time.
Thales was shocked.
Glover was seen trembling as he pulled his collar open and panted in pain.
"I … breathe …"
Morris just looked at him with a smile, as if he was watching a child next door playing a game.
'Damn it!'
Thales was shocked and angry at the same time. 'Morris's psionic ability … is too far away!'
On the other side, Kohen's face was also red, and he desperately supported himself against the ground.
"I remember now … the Brotherhood … the fat boss … psionic ability … air …"
'Damn it, if only I had a chance, not too much, just one second, one second to draw my sword, I wouldn't have to be so embarrassed in front of the prince …
"But you don't have that one second."
In the Tower of Eradication, Master Zedi's words rang in his ears.
"If you don't snatch it, you don't have it."
If you don't snatch it, you don't have it.
Kohen angrily and painfully punched the ground, but it only made it harder for him to breathe.
"Ah, I recognize you. You're the infamous' stupid police officer 'from the gang in Western City." Morris scrutinized Kohen, who had his hood down, and clicked his tongue.
"It must have been hard on your father for you to survive until now."
Kohen trembled.
"F * ck —"
Glover's expression was ferocious, and he stared at his own hand with difficulty.
'Damn it, if it wasn't for the whip, I could …'
Morris straightened his back. This time, he looked at Thales. His smile did not diminish, but his gaze turned cold.
"Say it, kid," the fat man clicked his tongue.
"Who are you?
Or more directly — who is your boss or your father? "
Thales took a deep breath and realized that he was not among the targets of Morris's psionic ability.
'But …'
He raised his head and looked at the smiling Morris.
Behind him, there was Oschow, who had a ferocious grin on his face, Adrionsa, who was unhappy, and Layork, who had a cold expression.
He had underestimated Morris. He was not the butler of the Brotherhood who rarely fought. On the contrary, as long as he used it properly, his psionic ability could even defeat two supra class elites.
But …
Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Six years ago, he did not even have the chance to face him, did he?
At that time, one of his dogs could bite him to death.
But now …
Thales opened his eyes. His gaze was calm and clear.
"This is an interesting show."
Morris hummed in agreement and looked at the teenager with great interest.
"You're quite brave."
But Thales' next words made Morris' smile disappear.
"So, this is how Black Sword was trained?"
Thales curled his lips.
"Because of your Air Psionic ability, he simulated similar situations countless times. His resistance training was constantly improved, and he was able to calmly escape every time he faced Asda?"
Black Sword.
Asda.
Morris frowned.
But a few seconds later, he laughed out loud.
"Over the years, more than one person has used Black Sword in front of me."
With two clangs, Glover and Kohen could no longer hold onto the hilt of their swords. They supported themselves with their arms.
The air was thin, and their symptoms of hypoxia became more obvious.
Thales was anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and stared straight at Morris.
But Morris scratched his chin, his face full of nostalgia.
"They always talk like they're old foxes, pretending to be close to people to intimidate them. It's as if they're of high status and have big businesses. It's as interesting as saying, 'Do you know the Kingdom's Wrath? I used to joke around with him'."
The Kingdom's Wrath.
Thales thought about the man who carried him and charged into the enemy's formation with an aura as violent as a volcano. He frowned.
'In this world, there's probably no one who can joke around with that guy.'
As he thought about this, he suddenly laughed out loud in the midst of the crowd.
"I know." Thales also revealed a nostalgic expression.
"You don't fall for it. You've known Black Sword for a long time. You're very familiar with him.
"Perhaps twenty years ago, when you were still mercenaries in the Great Desert?"
Morris' gaze froze.
Thales chuckled.
"Right, the Nine Powerhouses?"
At that moment, the members of the Brotherhood looked at each other in confusion.
Morris did not speak.
He only pursed his lips and stared at Thales with a silent expression.
The teenager also stared back at him quietly.
But the next moment, Morris burst into laughter.
"Pretending to be profound and revealing some superficial secrets to make people think that you're well-informed and that you're at an unfathomable level.
"I've seen this pretentious act before."
Thales' expression did not change. He looked at Morris and shook his head.
"Very childish."
Morris swung his arm, unconcerned.
"Tie him up and bring him back."
But at that moment, there was another commotion in the Brotherhood!
This commotion did not originate from the rear.
Thales lowered his head. He was also slightly surprised.
At some point in time, Kohen raised his head and stared at Morris.
The Glory of the Stars surged madly, gushing out of his heart without any regard for the cost. It shone brightly on his skin.
They provided him with an endless supply of extra energy, supporting the police officer to forcefully inhale much more oxygen than usual.
It made him tremble, but he could not stop it …
He stood up.
Kohen gritted his teeth and spun the sword in his hand. His vision gradually turned red and blurred.
'It's time to get back at them.'
On the other side, Glover also stood up slowly. His Power of Eradication spread throughout his body, melting the stored substances and energy, reducing the discomfort in his body, numbing his pain and soreness, and making his expression cold.
The zombie's eyes froze and focused on Morris.
As usual, his pain disappeared without a trace.
His emotions gradually became numb.
His body …
Became a cold, cruel, and fearless weapon again.
'It's time to kill.'
Oschow and Layork looked at the two people in front of them in shock. They knew what kind of burden and damage Morris' psionic ability would cause to a fragile human body.
'This … is impossible?'
Morris was equally surprised when he saw the two people break free from the restraint of the psionic ability.
"I underestimated you," Morris murmured, "This is an ability and quality that can only be trained in bloody battles.
"You're all seedlings of supreme class."
'Black Sword was right.'
Psionic abilities could catch people off guard.
But they could not change the outcome.
Morris touched his forehead helplessly as he looked at the two tough men who stood up again. He smiled bitterly and helplessly, "You're right.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why are the elites always on the enemy's side?"
Thales nodded. He felt the same way.
But this time, he smiled happily.
"Can we … talk now?"
Morris' smile froze for a few seconds.
Behind him, Oschow and Layork gripped their weapons.
Kohen and Glover's expressions became even more terrifying.
Finally, the plump man sighed and spread his hands.
Glover and Kohen immediately felt that the air around them smelled good again. Then, they panted and returned to normal.
"Don't worry. I hate childish tricks too." The change in the situation made the prince feel at ease.
He said loudly, "We're all adults."
Morris looked at Thales' tender face and furrowed his brows.
Thales came to his senses and coughed.
"You know, during the Age of the Empire, men became adults at the age of fourteen. They could go to war, get married, and have children."
The teenager took a step forward.
"That's why I don't want to use my identity, and I don't want to use sensational news to scare people." Thales looked at him seriously.
"I'll say it again. I'm here to help you, Morris."
Morris rubbed his hands. He looked around. The Brotherhood's thugs had calmed down again.
He sneered.
"How?"
Returning to the battlefield he was most familiar with, Thales took a deep breath.
"The Black Street Brotherhood may be big, but there's no need for them to gather four big shots at the same time to carry out a normal street robbery, even if there are two muscular men behind them."
Kohen shook his head. Glover swung his arms and snapped out of his previous state.
Thales thought about what he had seen and heard over the past few days.
He said faintly, "There's only one reason for you to be so nervous."
Morris stared at the teenager.
"You're talking nonsense."
Thales ignored his words and sneered.
"But what if it's not them?"
Morris rubbed his hands together and paused.
"If the culprit who kidnapped Felicia's people in your territory, if the culprit who destroyed your business, hindered your development, caused everything to go wrong for you, and caused you to run into obstacles everywhere, isn't the old enemy that you thought …"
Thales' voice became stern.
"What if it's not Blood Bottle Gang?"
Morris did not reply, but Oschow, Layork, Adrionza, and the others behind him had different reactions.
"Of course, you already know — from Felicia's mouth."
Thales said coldly,
"You just don't know what to do.
Because the enemy is too powerful and cannot be resisted. "
Morris pursed his lips tightly and stared at the teenager under the hood.
Thales pushed Glover and Kohen aside. Under their worried gazes, he took a step forward and stopped a foot away from Morris. Their eyes met.
It turned out that he was already as tall as Morris.
And the evil fatty in front of him, who made countless people fear him, his gaze …
Was so fearful?
Thales was at a loss, but he quickly regained his composure and said resolutely,
"And I, I am you. I am also the only hope for the Brotherhood in this predicament.
"Now, can we talk?"
Thales finished speaking and waited quietly.
The air became quiet.
Morris did not say a word. His gaze became dark.
Everyone subconsciously clenched their fists or weapons.
Layork's cold gaze met Kohen's. Glover and Adrionza looked at each other and exchanged a provocative gaze.
Finally, amidst the unbearable silence, Morris suddenly burst into laughter!
"Hahahahaha!"
Perhaps it was because of the Air Psionic Ability, his laughter shook the alleyway and made people uncomfortable.
Layork pressed his ears in discomfort and said through gritted teeth,
"Boss —"
But Morris suddenly turned around!
"Retreat!"
The fatty had an elated look on his face as he waved his arms around happily.
"Go home, go home! Do what you need to do! "
The people in the Brotherhood were stunned.
Thales exhaled and smiled.
In the next second, Layork, who had followed Morris for many years, turned around and gave his order without hesitation. Amidst the rustling of footsteps, the people who belonged to Morris behind him dispersed.
Redmore and his Sleepless were expressionless, but they quietly melted into the shadows and disappeared into the messy and hidden alleyway.
Adrionza hesitated for a moment, but he nodded and turned around with his subordinates.
Glover and Kohen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
More than half of the people in the alleyway immediately dispersed.
Only the last few people were left.
"Boss Morris …"
Aoschok looked at Thales unwillingly.
"Are we still going to Red Street Market today?"
Morris did not even look at him. He only looked at the prince with interest and repeated,
"Retreat."
Aoschok took a deep breath.
"Boss Morris, since we have mobilized so many people, we should not return empty-handed. We should at least go to Red Street Market and give the Red Turbans a warning …"
When Morris heard this, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something.
"Oh, you're right. That's good." He waved his hand in a sluggish manner.
"Go, it's all up to you."
Aoschok was stunned. He looked at the thin team behind him.
"But we are going to Blood Bottle Gang. We need numbers. Boss Roda, he …"
"Oh! Roda! My old friend! "
Morris was like an old man who was hard of hearing. He slowly dug his ears.
"Is he here too?"
Aoschok pursed his lips.
"No, boss, but —"
Morris's face fell.
"Then why are you still talking nonsense?"
The plump man turned around slightly. His eyes were filled with coldness.
"Is your surname Roda too?"
Aoschok's face immediately turned pale.
However, he judged the situation and did not continue to pester him. He turned around decisively and left with his subordinates.
The Brotherhood's forces, which were originally heavily surrounded, were suddenly left with three people.
Morris, Layork, and another subordinate who had opened up a path.
"Then …"
In the empty alleyway, Morris rubbed his hands together and looked at Thales with a smile. "This handsome —"
"Why?"
Thales suddenly interrupted him.
"Why did you say that this is a 'true noble'?"
Morris paused. A thought appeared in his head.
"Because I have seen it before."
Thales narrowed his eyes.
The Brotherhood's kind-looking plump man laughed.
"A true noble has nothing to do with their outward bearing or even their birth or bloodline. Instead, it is the mark that is branded in their soul and bones."
Morris' smile faded slightly. His small eyes shone brilliantly.
"Even if they are mired in mud, even if they are born despicable, even if they have nothing.
"They are also destined to be nobles."
Thales was deep in thought.
Morris rubbed his hands on his clothes. He walked forward and extended his hand politely.
"Um, let me introduce myself. I am Morris. I do not have a surname."
He chuckled.
"I am just a street thug."
Thales looked at the man's attitude and suddenly had mixed feelings.
'Six years can indeed change a lot.'
The teenager did not think too much. He also put on a smile and held Morris' swollen fingers.
"I am Wya Caso."
Morris' smile remained on his face until Thales said the next sentence.
"I am the attendant of the prince of Constellation. I represent the noble, magnanimous, and wise Duke of Star Lake, the second prince …"
Thales' expression became solemn.
"Prince Thales Jadestar."
Morris' hand froze.
Glover and Kohen looked at each other.
In the face of Thales' indifferent but prideful gaze, Morris seemed to be a little confused.
He blinked, took a step back, and listened to another subordinate whisper something.
A few seconds later, the plump man turned his head and his expression changed instantly.
"Oh my, you are the prince's attendant, right?!"
Morris held Thales' hands again and shook them vigorously. He looked pleasantly surprised.
"It is my honor!
"It is also my honor." Thales let him shake his hands and sighed. "You may not be able to imagine …"
Morris listened attentively.
The teenager looked at the charmingly naive Morris before him and said sincerely with emotion,
"But a long time ago, I really did not expect that I would one day stand here like this and talk to you."
Thales shook the plump man's hand back forcefully.
"Boss Morris."
Morris' smile was so wide that it almost reached the back of his ears. He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Oh my, oh my, you are too polite …"
Glover and Kohen looked at each other's change in attitude and showed disdain at the same time.
"Just a little bit …"
Morris smiled obsequiously. Thales' lips curled up slightly.
"As the son of Count Gilbert Caso and the attendant of the prince from a prestigious family, His Excellency Wya Caso is twenty-four years old this year." Morris was in high spirits, but his words made Thales' expression change.
"And he doesn't look like you."
At that moment, Thales' expression froze on his face.
"At least he is not as handsome and elegant as you!"
Morris happily patted the back of the teenager's hand and bowed clumsily. His eyes shone brilliantly.
"Lofty and honorable, generous and wise …"
"Prince Thales?"
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