Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 102: The old love is over

　　Eternal Star City, Twilight Star District.

　　"Dian——Huaiya, please wait!"

　　 Glover avoided an oncoming mule cart and hurriedly caught up with Thales, who was walking forward.

　　 "Excuse me, but do you think about what you want to do?"

　　 Cohen followed him closely, maybe he knew that his work was meaningful, and the guard at the moment was in a good mood:

　　 "Don't worry, it's Tay-Huaya, just like in Exter, he has his own idea, we just need to obediently do it--"

　　 "I didn't think about it." Thales said suddenly.

　　 Cohen choked suddenly.

　　 Thales doesn’t look back, just keeps going forward:

　　 "By the way, I didn't think about it when I was in Exeter."

　　 Cohen blinked and looked ignorantly at the prince's back.

　　 Brother Love sighed.

　　 "Your Highness, with all due respect," he caught up in the footsteps of the young man:

　　 "No matter what we want to do, we might as well follow Lord Mallos's suggestion to notify Ms. Ji Ni first..."

　　 Mallos.

　　 Thales remembered something, and paused.

　　 Glover and Cohen stopped living, but at least they didn't hit the boy's back.

　　 They found out that they were standing at the crossroads on the corner of the street, facing the Fuxing Avenue that runs through the kingdom from north to south.

　　 turning right is the way back to Mindisi Hall, as for turning left......

　　 "Zombie," Thales said:

　　"Commuto said before that Mallos made arrangements before entering the palace, and find a reason to send you out of the Mindis Hall and come to the palace to meet me?"

　　 Cohen looked up ignorantly:

　　"Mallos—oh, the big brother that I saw in Mindis Hall last time?"

　　 Brother Luofu ignored him and nodded without hesitation:

　　"The lord said, the things at the banquet are not trivial. After you enter the palace, all accidents are possible."

　　"He must consider the worst case scenario and leave available manpower for you, lest you are left alone and helpless, and we are at a loss without a leader."

　　 Thales was startled, then smiled.

　　 "That guy, although he works against me every day, he still has some merits, right?"

　　Glover nodded cautiously.

　　"Before becoming the watchman, the lord was the commander of the wing. Captain Adrian was responsible for sending orders to each wing. In many cases, what he said was what the captain meant."

　　 Thales hummed softly.

　　 "Yes, that guy looks... knows a little about everything, and hides a little about everything."

　　 deserves to be the watchman.

　　 Thales sighed inwardly.

　　"Zombie, how long have you been in the royal guard?"

　　Glover was taken aback, but instinctively replied:

　　"My qualifications are still relatively low, my lord, less than six years."

　　 With a complicated mood, Thales' eyes passed through the passing cars and horses and pedestrians, and cast them to the end of the avenue in the gap between their figures.

　　 Under the setting sun, the towering and heavy dark-colored pyramid stands silently, like a giant lock falling from the sky, firmly pressing the heart of Everstar City and even the entire Star Kingdom.

　　 "What about Mallos?"

　　Ge Luofo looked very serious:

　　"Lord Mallius was the first guard of the Royal Guard after the coronation of His Majesty Kessel. For more than a decade, the guard has alternated between the old and the new, and the Lord has always been there."

　　 Thales nodded thoughtfully:

　　 "So, eighteen years."

　　 "So, he has been around the Fuxing Palace, serving on the side of the throne for eighteen years, so he can be so proficient, so indifferent, so calm, so-foresight."

Under the hood of 　　, Thales gazed at the dark and deep ancient palace:

　　 "Whether it is to prevent me from showing up when I enter the city, or to deal with the royal banquet, or to make arrangements before the disaster."

　　"It seems that this is his action instinct, his normal life-he sees it through, adapts, gets used to it, sees tricks, accepts it."

　　 is like a veteran actor who is used to a stage, a drama, repeating similar lines countless times.

　　 Cohen, who was out of condition, looked bored at the Fuxing Palace at the end of the avenue, and yawned unabashedly:

　　 "Well, it's evening..."

　　 Thales spoke suddenly and interrupted him:

　　 "Do you know what we are facing now?"

　　Glover frowned.

　　 Thales sinks his thoughts:

　　 "Line."

　　 Glover and Cohen are both shocked:

　　 "Line?"

　　 Thales nodded:

　　 "Yes, just like in a puppet show, the idol’s body is pulled with a thread at both ends."

　　 "One end is over there, the other is here."

　　 "Involve me, and Mallos, and even everyone's every move."

　　 Thales stared into the distance, the heavy pyramid.

　　 When I was young, that palace was like stratus clouds in the sky. Although it was not touchable, people always looked up and stared at it.

　　 Now, when I can really touch it...

　　 Thales slowly stretched out his left hand, bent the tiger's mouth, and slowly caged the Fuxing Palace in the distance between his fingers.

　　 At that moment, it seemed exquisite and exquisite, all in control.

　　 However, no matter how you tighten your fingers, all Thales can feel is still the rustling wind blowing through his palm, leaving no traces, only the chill.

　　"It's like in Longxiao City, as well as in Bladefang Camp and Bone Prison," the boy frowned:

　　 "In everything that happens, there is always a thread that affects everything, and finally converges into a torrent, rolling forward."

　　 Cohen was so confused and confused, he finally caught a noun he understood:

　　 "What? Have you been to the prison of bones? That place where you can only get in?"

　　 Following Thales’ movements, Glover looked at the Fuxing Palace at the far end of his sight, and became alert:

　　 "Tang the line-you mean, whether it is an accident at the banquet or today's storm, you are in the line of other people, being used and manipulated?"

　　 Cohen glanced at the zombie, and he was also alert:

　　 "What party? What accident? What trouble?"

　　 Thales shook his head slightly:

　　 "No."

　　 "According to past experience, every time, as long as I understand where the thread is, see through it, grasp it, and split it, I can see the exit of the maze—even if there is another maze after the exit."

　　 But Thales’ expression became deeper.

　　 "But this time," the boy solemnly said:

　　 "This time is more special."

　　 He looked at the little Fuxing Palace stopped between his fingers, and only felt that it was becoming more and more illusory and distant.

　　 Glover listened carefully and did not speak.

　　 In the next second, the golden sunset passed through Thales’s fingers, illuminating the scars in his palm that had been difficult to remove because of multiple cuts.

　　I thought of this, and a dull pain came from the palm of my hand, which replaced the ethereal chill.

　　"Not so clear, not so specific, and not so direct—the thread at the other end is not even someone."

　　"Sometimes, I feel that maybe everything is just my illusion and there is no thread at all."

　　 Thales lowered his palm and exhaled.

　　"But it is not."

　　"The thread still exists, but it is too many and too complicated, too thick and too dense, and twisted into a ball, so that I can't start, or even detect it."

　　 Cohen was extremely painful, but he was also puzzled when he saw Glover, and he was relieved immediately.

　　"Because a long time ago, what I wanted to solve was just a single thread," Thales glared: "The second prince's inheritance, the anger of King Nunn, the ambition of Rumba, the rule of the grand duke..."

　　 "Simple, convenient, and clean."

　　 Evening has arrived, and more and more people are on Fuxing Avenue. Those who are off work, those who are off the market, those who work in shifts, those who are hanging out, those who are on the road, the flow of people is endless, and the distant Fuxing Palace is completely obscured. It is dark, now and then.

　　 But Thales stared at its outline, his sight never turned out of focus due to the occasional disappearance of the palace.

　　 "But now..."

　　 "The ownership of the Bladeya camp, the resistance of the Western Wilderness, the undercurrents of Mindisi Hall, the shadow of the Fuxing Palace, the actions of the Kingdom's Secret Division, the position of the Seven Stars, the meaning of the Star Lake Guard," after every noun Thales's expression is solemn:

　　"I returned to the country and stepped into the realm of stars. There is more than one thing that has been involved, restricting, and oppressing me, one hand, one person."

　　 "I need to untie more than one thread."

　　The chaos of the Western Desolation, the Marius of the Guard, the gaze on the throne, the hostility of the iris, the accident at the royal banquet, the battle of Exter, the agenda of the imperial meeting, the encounter with Secret...

　　Countless figures dangled in front of Thales, like countless images flashed across his brain:

　　"Even every time I untie one, I will trap myself in more, deeper, more chaotic, and more complex threads-kingdoms, confession, history, power, and everything. ."

　　 He took a deep breath.

　　 "I don't know when it will start, what I have to face is no longer a line."

　　"It is the entanglement of countless threads-the entire net."

　　's words fell, Thales suddenly felt that the Fuxing Palace in the distance began to change from the illusory silhouette, as if stepping out of the painting, with sharp edges and corners as if there is substance.

　　Glover tried to understand what the prince said.

　　 Cohen sounded drowsy, so he simply wandered away.

　　"So it is mysterious, vague, and invisible in the clouds and mist."

　　"But it is also thicker and more depressing, suffocating."

　　"The worst thing is that it firmly clings to my every move, every word and action, every thought."

　　 Thales stared at the Fuxing Palace in front of him, only to feel that the thick substance became clearer and clearer, seemingly sharp, which made people feel more uncomfortable.

　　"Under its shadow, I am no longer the me I know, and I am no longer the Thales Can star who survived in the Northern Jedi."

　　 "When I raise my hands and feet, I am stuck firmly by it. I can no longer freely make choices without hindrance."

　　 Thales touched his heart.

　　 "I can wait for me to draw my sword and look around, but I am at a loss and confused. I don't know where to go."

　　 Thales exhaled, but his eyes grew firmer.

　　"The net--forgive me for being blunt, my lord," Glover shook his head:

　　 "I don't understand a bit."

　　 "Huh, don't you understand?" Cohen came back to his senses and was immediately overjoyed:

　　 "I just--"

　　 Thales squinted a glance:

　　 "Do you understand?"

　　 Cohen received this glimpse, and his tone suddenly became embarrassed:

　　 "I, that, eh..."

　　 "Very good," Thales raised an eyebrow:

　　 "I know you understand."

　　 Cohen's expression froze on his face.

　　 "It's a pity," Thales sighed:

　　 "No one else understands."

　　 Brother Luofo looked at this, look at that, I don’t understand at all.

　　 "It's okay, we understand, it's enough." Thales patted Cohen on the shoulder, his expression relieved.

　　 In response, Cohen could only squeeze out an embarrassing but polite smile.

　　 A few seconds later, Thales chuckled and laughed.

　　 "No kidding—in fact, everyone has experienced that feeling, but many times, we don’t realize it."

　　 Thales' tone became serious.

　　"For example, you, a zombie, you are now on the throne of a pure family, but you have experienced ups and downs in the past, and the two are entangled with each other. Every time you try to reach out to one of them, the other will wave back and make you Choking."

　　Glover's complexion slightly changed,

　　"Also like you, Cohen, you are a single sword on the battlefield, overcoming all obstacles, but only to find out all the way to the end that you have to face far more than crimes and order and tranquility, but everything in the city. "

　　 Cohen was startled, but he was silent.

　　 "Like me, you face a whole net."

　　 Thales gave a long sigh, turned around again, facing the endless Fuxing Avenue, facing the Fuxing Palace hidden in countless crowds.

　　 They were silent for a while.

　　 "Then," Glover's voice was dull and frozen, as if encountering some difficulties and obstacles, "What are we going to do?"

　　 Thales’ pupils slowly diminished, and the scene reflected in them locked the Fuxing Palace firmly.

　　"According to the leader of the Black Street Brotherhood..."

　　"First of all," Thales recalled the madness of the dragon's blood overnight, and unknowingly raised the corners of his mouth:

　　 "We have to change our minds."

　　Glover's expression remained unchanged, his eyes moved.

　　 Cohen confused:

　　 "Brain-how to change?"

　　 Thales lowered his head and looked again at the scar in his palm.

　　"The snare we face, it can never be cut off, broken free, let alone untied."

　　 Thales was speaking, and slowly stretched out his hand toward the Fuxing Palace, with five fingers stretched out, covering every corner of this ancient palace.

　　"But because of this," the prince said softly, as if nothing, "you, me, him, they--all of them are in it."

　　The boy's tone was cold, his eyes were indifferent, and Glover felt slightly cold behind him.

　　 "Long under its control."

　　 Thales clenched his fists and pinched the Fuxing Palace completely in his palm.

　　 "I am unable to escape."

　　 The next moment, Thales stepped out of the corner decisively and onto Fuxing Avenue.

　　 Glover and Cohen looked at each other, each puzzled, but Thales was already far away, and they both had to catch up.

　　 just now.

　　 "Dian... Huaiya!"

　　 The three of them turned their heads together, and saw another figure wearing a cloak hurriedly over the road.

　　The opponent came closer, Thales saw his face clearly and was surprised:

　　 "Kong Muto, are you awake?"

　　 I saw Gianluca Commuto, the second-class guard officer of the Royal Guard who was brought down by Cohen and Glover at the Leia Club-panting, shaking with excitement, a desperate pair came to life Looks like:

　　 "I was scared to death. When I woke up, you were gone. There was only one man in front of me who was pulling his pants..."

　　 Cohen frowned and looked at Glover, who was expressionless.

　　 Kong Muto has tears in his eyes:

　　 "I went back to Min Disi Hall, you were not there, I went to Fuxing Palace, the guards also said that you were not here, I can only run to Dongcheng District to call for someone..."

　　Kong Muto suddenly saw Cohen's figure, and he gritted his teeth:

　　 "Hey, you are that bastard..."

　　 Cohen was surprised and quickly lowered his hood:

　　 "Ahem, Robik, Robik Dila is next..."

　　"Robic Dila..."

　　Kong Muto said the name, suddenly his face changed drastically.

　　 "So bold!"

　　He grabbed Cohen by the collar:

　　 "How dare you pretend to be Director Robick of the West City Security Department!"

　　 Cohen, who was unsure of his identity, was pulled and leaned forward:

　　 "I'm telling you, I am an inner city police officer, and I am clear about the internal personnel of the police department..."

　　 Thales heard a headache and coughed:

　　 "Kalabyan."

　　"This guy is the heir of the Walla collar and the Twin Towers Longsword, Cohen Karabyan, now serving as a police officer in the capital."

　　 Kong Muto was taken aback, and spent a few seconds thinking about the meaning of the name.

　　 "Oh oh, it turned out to be Master Karabyan!"

　　The security officer instantly became enthusiastic and smiled like a flower.

　　 He grabbed Cohen’s collar arm and let go, and transitioned naturally to the action of organizing the clothes for the other party:

　　"It’s a coincidence, that, I used to be a police officer, we are the same, oh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, if you knew you were visiting secretly..."

　　 Cohen looked at him blankly, but couldn't react.

　　 But the next second, another crying voice came from a distance:

　　 "Your Highness!"

　　 Several people were shocked: another man in casual clothes, with a stiff posture, limped and wriggled toward them, and the pedestrians looked at him.

　　 Glover saw his face clearly and covered his forehead in pain.

　　 "D.D?"

　　 Thales frowned:

　　 "Aren't you healing your wounds?"

　　The first-class security officer next to Thales, Danny Doyle threw his eyes into the boy’s eyes:

　　 "Yes, Your Highness! But I, Kong Muto came to my house to look for me, I heard about Mindis Hall--"

　　 "Quiet!"

　　 Glover unceremoniously pulled D.D up and dragged him to the corner of the street. At the same time, he watched his left and right vigilantly, and said in a low voice:

　　"Huaiya. Your Royal Highness is now called Huaiya."

　　D.D was taken aback, and then reacted:

　　"Oh, oh, okay, Huaya! Commutuo didn’t say it clearly, you went to find a woman, and you found a man and woman, and then a strong and hard one Man, then he fainted, and you are gone—"

　　 "Oh, D.D! Long time no see!" Cohen happily appeared beside Doyle, slapped him on the back!

　　 "Wow!" Doyle screamed, and plunged into Glover's arms.

　　 "Huh, what's wrong with you?" Cohen stretched out his hands in confusion, with a puzzled look:

　　 "Why walk like a duck and blow it up as soon as you shoot?"

　　D.D endured the pain in his back, leaned on Glover, and glanced back.

　　 "What the hell?"

　　 Doyle twisted his face, pointed his thumb angrily at Cohen, and asked Glover in a low voice:

　　 "Why is this guy?"

　　 Glover plucked him off his body quietly.

　　 "You know, Dian—the fool around Huaiya has asked for leave. We can't find another fool, so we have to let him substitute."

　　 Doyle moaned weakly, and then became puzzled:

　　 "Oh, fool's substitute... Wait, who is the fool who asked for leave?"

　　 Brother Luofo tightens his lips.

　　 "Hey! You two!"

　　 Cohen waved angrily from the side:

　　 "Don’t say bad things behind my back-I can hear you! I, listen! Come! Come! Do you hear? I hear! Do you hear?"

　　Glover shrugged to D.D.

　　D.D frowned and looked at Cohen, then at Glover who had recovered his coldness, but finally bowed his head and sighed.

　　 "Well, fools are fools, maybe I am really," Doyle beat Cohen on the shoulder helplessly:

　　 "Anyway, thank you for taking the place of my class and following your highness."

　　 Now it's Cohen's turn to be surprised:

　　 "Huh? What happened to you today? It's not the same as usual? Why didn't you return your mouth?"

　　 "It's okay, that is, before I do one thing now," Doyle tightened the clothes behind his back, grinning bitterly:

　　"You have to weigh the balance first."

When 　　 came out, Glover had to look at him with admiration.

　　 "Fuck," Cohen looked at Doyle in surprise:

　　"Playboy brother...you are grown up!"

　　Doyle gave him a melancholy smile.

　　 So Cohen was so relieved, he slapped D.D on the back again without any effort.

　　 Listening to Doyle's screams and watching their reunion, Thales curled his mouth, suddenly feeling that today is not that bad.

　　 But at that moment, there was something strange in his heart.

　　Huh?

　　 Thales turned back subconsciously, looking at the crowd behind him.

　　 The moment he turned his head, the crowd on the street suddenly became commotion.

　　 "It's noisy behind."

　　 "What happened?"

　　 "Have there been a car accident?"

　　The rest of the Star Lake Guard also noticed the commotion, and turned their heads together.

　　 But the commotion quickly changed, and the murmurs of the crowd spread panic.

　　 "Hurry up, get away!"

　　 "Whose horse is shocked!"

　　 "Why are you crazy?"

　　 "Who is holding it!"

　　 Thales' face changed: that strange feeling became heavier and heavier.

　　 The next moment, a huge black shadow appeared on the street market, rushing out of the crowd!

　　 is getting closer and closer to them.

　　 Glover, Cohen, D.D, and Kong Muto also saw this scene and all changed their colors.

　　 "It's coming here!"

　　 "Run!"

　　The flustered whispers turned into fearful screams, and people on the street avoided the shadows and fled in all directions!

　　The dark shadows move so much that they arouse countless strong winds.

　　 It is shrouded towards Thales and his party, full of speed and pressure, and it will come in an instant!

　　 "Be careful--"

　　 Before Thales could react, Glover leaped forward and crushed him firmly to the ground.

　　 "What's going on—" D.D was surprised before he finished speaking, and was both thrown down by Cohen and Kong Muto.

　　 Thales only felt the huge black shadow passing over his head, driving the wind like a blade, and shaking their cloaks endlessly!

　　 And that strange feeling has reached its peak.

　　 噔, 噔......

　　The black shadow fell to the ground behind them, making a rhythmic stepping on the ground, drifting away.

　　 "Your Highness, are you okay?" Glover got up embarrassedly:

　　 "Damn beast!"

　　 Thales, who was again served by the Royal Guard VIP service, ate the dust from his mouth in pain, and only had time to poke his head out of the arms of the zombie.

　　Doyle pushed away the two big men on his body, grinning in the dual pain of whiplash and fall:

　　 "Where did the animal come from, dare to run into the royal family-hell it's back again!"

　　 噔噔噔噔——

　　The rapid sound of horseshoes sounded again, everyone was surprised again:

　　 The huge black shadow in the distance turned sharply, turned around again, and rushed towards them!

　　 "Which idiot's horse is this, driving the city, see if I don't cut him--" Cohen rolled up his sleeves angrily.

　　 "No, ordinary Jingma won't be so persistent. It may have been drugged and targeted at His Royal Highness!" Kong Muto analyzed vigilantly.

　　 "Oh, don't talk anymore, someone will give me a hand..." This is D.D who is groaning in pain.

　　Glover was aroused to be cruel, he jumped up, gritted his teeth and pulled his sword:

　　 "Kill it!"

　　 "Wait a minute." But Thales suddenly stretched out his hand, firmly held his sword, and stood up.

　　 I saw the boy take a deep breath, ran a few steps, and opened his arms towards the coming shadow!

　　 Glover reached out subconsciously to stop the prince, but he made nothing.

　　 Everyone took a breath.

　　 And the black shadow swept through the dust and rushed towards Thales with a swift speed!

　　 "No, no, no—" D.D saw his liver and gallbladder split.

　　 In the next second, the two hooves of Sombra continued to kick the ground, slowing down sharply, stirring up countless dust!

　　 In front of the stunned people, the black shadow changed from a galloping sprint to a quick trot, and then to an ordinary step. In the end, it took small elegant steps and came to Thales and bowed its head obediently.

　　 "Pretty, I didn't hit anything, the posture of crossing obstacles is much more skilled," Thales smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking the dark horse:

　　 "Good girl."

　　The dark horse has bright eyes and a happy snout.

　　 It pointed forward, pinching Thales between his chin and neck, rubbing back and forth.

　　 "Yes, I know, I miss you too," Thales was helpless by its affectionate "cuddling", but the tremor in his heart turned into stability, and he gently combed the opponent's Mane, soft voice:

　　 "Jenny."

　　Star Lake guards—and Cohen—all watched this scene dumbfounded.

　　 "This is, D.D. You read a lot. Tell me, what is this scene?" Cohen stabbed Doyle blankly.

　　 "Uh, let me--don't touch my back--let me think about it," Doyle watched Thales's joy, unable to pay attention to their scene, frowned and thought for a while:

　　 "Take a new love?"

　　 Kong Muto watched his words and expressions. He waved his hands to disperse the crowd of curious onlookers after a mess:

　　 "It's gone, it's all gone, the police officer is here! What's so good, I haven't seen the official second-generation drag racing-horse racing?"

　　His sternness had a little effect, and the crowd slowly dispersed, but it was not as effective as Glover's method-the zombie came forward with a cold face, involuntarily taking away the wallet from DD's waist and pulling the opening. Throwing out the sky of coins and redemptions toward the distance.

　　During D.D's unrestrained protests and the lively robbery of the crowd, Glover and others escorted Thales and his new mount away from the "scene of crime."

　　 But not far, Glover turned around vigilantly: a few figures, ignoring the coins on the floor, went through the crowd against the trend, and rushed out panting.

　　 "Uncle, ahead, just ahead!"

　　"You take a little leisurely boy, where did you put the mascot?"

　　 "That thing is useless! Remember, the dumb man was caught last time, and he ran up to fly a kite all afternoon..."

　　 "Huh."

　　 "Take good horse food to tempt it!"

　　"Or put on your Royal Highness's clothes..."

　　 "Damn it's the first few times, bullying and being afraid of hardship--it never dared to be so mad when the dead man's face was there..."

　　 "Don't stop me from anyone, this time I will chop this crazy horse to feed the dumb——"

　　 "Huh."

　　 The Star Lake Guards stood alertly to block the way of people coming.

　　 The chattering conversation stopped abruptly, and the people came to a halt, watching the Star Lake Guard warily.

　　Glover frowned:

　　 There were four people who came here. Although they were in the dust, they were all fully armed. Among them, the elder was wearing a sword and a shield, the young was wearing a spear and a spear, and one was wearing a strange mask, covering the chin to The lower part of the face.

　　 And their leader is a young man with a long sword hanging on his waist and a heroic face. He stared blankly at the dark horse who was intimate with Thales.

　　 But their positions—Glover became more vigilant—are extremely professional, spreading left and right, guarding each other's blind spots.

　　 is not a gangster, but a veteran who has been on the battlefield and has seen blood.

　　 "Ah! Ah! Ah!"

　　 Cohen suddenly screamed, his face glowing, he rushed between the two teams.

　　 When strangers came to see Cohen, their expressions also changed. Some people were surprised, some disliked, and some people disliked after being surprised.

　　 "That, I know, I know!"

　　 Cohen opened and closed his lips, dancing with his hands, and opened his arms to the leading youth:

　　 "Let me introduce, this is mine—"

　　 But the young man just flicked past Cohen's side in a daze, ignoring his hug.

　　 Cohen held his arms for a while, and could only raise his arms in embarrassment.

　　 until he saw the next person.

　　 I saw the weird man wearing the silver mask snorted coldly and looked at the police officer angrily.

　　 "My..."

　　 Cohen’s smile became extremely ugly, his arms softened, and his voice trembled:

　　"—friend?"

　　 On the other side, the brave young man's breathing accelerated, his chest rising and falling, he walked towards Thales step by step, his face full of disbelief.

　　"Hall...Your Highness?"

　　 Similarly, Thales, who is holding Jenny in one hand, looked back at him, showing a faint smile:

　　 "Huaiya."

　　 Heroic Youth——Wai Ya, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, took a sharp breath. From unbelievable to ecstatic, he caught up in two steps:

　　 "Your Highness, it's you, it's really you!"

　　 But Glover raised his arm coldly and stopped between Wiya and Thales.

　　Huiya woke up, and stopped in front of Thales.

　　 He glanced at Glover, forced himself to recall the celestial etiquette he used to, embarrassedly sorted out the messy and casual descriptions of having been on the road for many days, and bowed respectfully and rigidly.

　　 Thales opened his mouth, but only a few words came out:

　　 "Yes, it's me."

　　 Huaiya blinked vigorously, adjusted her breathing, and looked back in surprise:

　　 "I was just talking to the dumb..."

　　 The masked weird snorted hoarsely and turned his head away.

　　 Wiya ignored him, just looked at Thales excitedly, incoherent:

　　 "You don't know, when you were robbed in Longxiao City...Uncle Jenard said it was all your plan, but I can't believe it..."

　　The old man with a sword and a shield on his back gave a faint smile.

　　"The meteorite checked each of us from beginning to end...until he returned to Longxiao City with wounds all over his body..."

　　 Huaiya was incoherently excited.

　　"Until the news of your return to the kingdom comes, we--"

　　 But Thales smiled, very pleased.

　　 In the next second, he crossed Glover and the distance between the prince and the attendant. He stretched out his arms freely, and under the attendant's surprised eyes, he firmly hugged Huaya. Full of arms~IndoMTL.com~ Everyone's complexion changed.

　　 "Thank you, Huaiya."

　　 Thales pressed his chin on Wiya’s shoulder, trying to contain the tremor of voice:

　　 "Thank you for coming back."

　　 Huaiya was also shocked. He watched the prince’s unconventional sincere behavior, and there was nowhere to put his hands:

　　"Hall, Your Highness?"

　　 Thales took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the net he was in was no longer so heavy and deep:

　　 "You don't know, don't know what this means to me."

　　 Huaiya hesitated for a few seconds, but he finally laughed, and naturally hugged the boy back and patted him on the back.

　　 "I know, Your Highness, I know—just like before."

　　 Yeah.

　　 Thales closed his eyes.

　　 as before.

　　 "Fuck," D.D was stunned now, he stared at the newcomer who was held by the prince:

　　 "What about this?"

　　 Cohen sighed, thinking of his military career, he sighed:

　　 "The old love is over."

　　

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