Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 95: The 10th giant

After a moment of silence, Morris scratched his chin and looked at Thales with a strange look.

"So, you came all the way here just to teach me politics?"

"You want the answer," Thales lowered his fist and responded confidently, "and I am giving it to you."

Morris took a look at the surrounding furnishings, then looked up again after thinking for a moment

"If it is, then this answer is too far away from us, unrealistic."

Thyls smiled.

On the other side of the drugstore, Jenny and Groves whispered shiveringly, while Glover tried to comfort Cohen who was about to rush to take Leyoke.

But it was like an invisible wall lying in the center. Everyone obeyed the tacit understanding and did not dare to cross the conversation between the Prince of Stars and a giant in the Brotherhood.

"Yes, ‘politics is too far away from me’, ‘politics is too unrealistic for me’, this is the most common misunderstanding in our lives."

Tyles' eyes changed

"Whether it is a cleanliness man who feels too far away to be dismissive, self-proclaimed, and avoids public politics such as the deadly plague; or thinks too far and so cynical, who believes that there is everything in knowledge; or think It’s too far, so it’s broken, numb and insensitive, thinking that chai, rice, oil and salt is a cynic who returns to life; or it’s too far, so he has no scruples, talks bluntly, and points out the trend of the keyboard man in words."

"It's still like you, a slap-boy, who will be a gangster who will be a gangster one day."

Morris bends one of his lips, revealing his teeth.

But Thales ignored him

"Intentionally or unconsciously, consciously or unconsciously, they are all expressing the attitude of'politics too far.'

"But with all due respect, they either misunderstood'politics' or they misunderstood'far.'"

Morris was silent.

"Look now, I'm standing in front of you." At this point, Thales's voice was cold

"And you think that during the rise of the Brotherhood, the relevant departments have really been indifferent to you and just let it go?"

Morris squinted his eyes

"Relevant departments?"

"Ha, you mean the most mysterious ‘relevant departments’ that are always missing when they benefit the people, and when they patriot and serve the country, they do their best?"

Morris hummed, showing disdain and sarcasm

"We have our own way to deal with them-they are like shit. Every time the pit is over, I have to stand up and wipe my **** before I can see them in the **** pit. Looks like."

But Thales shook his head, ignoring his emotions

"Then why did you order the retreat just now? Why didn't you listen to the words of Oschu, and according to the original plan, assemble people to kill the blood bottle to help collect the debts. No matter who is the culprit in the kidnapping case, the Brotherhood just killed someone Wei is enough."

Morris rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Tyles turned around and walked to the next row of shelves, picking up a medicine bottle to play with.

"Politics is not far away from you, Boss Morris, even if you are someone who treats the kingdom as nothing and tramples on the legal boundaries-high walls and iron walls not only trap those who are willing to be in the cage, but also restrict Those who think they are outside the cage."

"It is an invisible net, blocking every inch of color in the line of sight, blocking every gap in the air, and we are all in it, and we cannot escape."

Tyles looked at the medicine bottle in his hand and felt its solid wall, silently.

Morris was silent for several seconds before he hummed.

"Maybe I should let Lancer come and listen," the fat boss of the Brotherhood squinted his eyes

"He knows this best."

But Thales sneered.

"Same for you, Morris."

The prince raised his head and looked at Morris.

"After all, you are the one who settles the accounts and manages the money."

At that moment, Morris' eyes flashed sharply.

But in just a few seconds, the fraternity boss laughed and waved his hand nonchalantly

"Come on, some of the things you said are not. Our gang of rough men on the street do not understand and are not interested—"

But Thales suddenly raised the volume and interrupted him

"If you are really not interested, Morris!"

"Then you--you and Heijian, and the mercenary group called the'Nine Giants' at that time--would not travel all the way to the capital."

His voice slowly became smaller and his speech rate gradually slowed down, but the power in it made Morris frowned.

"And if you are not interested..."

Thyls takes a step forward.

"You will not accept the employment of Prince Horace."

At that moment, Morris's eyes changed suddenly!

"Not even after he is defeated and killed, he will still take root in Yongxing City, lurking and making progress," Thales gently turned the medicine bottle in his hand and said slowly

"Intention has a picture."

Silence envelops the two talking.

Until Morris recovered from the shock, adjusted his cheeks and exhaled.

"Who did you just say?"

The goal was achieved, Thales smiled indifferently and turned to put down the medicine bottle.

"Miss Yanni!"

The prince suddenly shouted loudly, breaking the barrier that separated the two dialogues, attracting the rest of the people in the drugstore to look at him.

"Have you considered it?"

Jenny shuddered when she was called her name.

She looked up at a loss and looked mechanically in Thales’s direction

"What, what?"

The boss, Grove, was crying, looked at his wife anxiously, and looked at Morris nervously.

Thyls is not anxious or annoyed, smiles gently

"An opportunity."

"I said, I want to give you a chance to find a new way out and get a new life."

Tyles glanced at Grove next to her, and the cold in his eyes almost made the latter's legs soft

"At least better than now."

Jenny stood in a daze and wiped her hands on her apron unconsciously.

Cohen frowned and wanted to speak, but after going back and forth, Glover had clearly grasped the knack for holding him.

Lyyoke cast an inquiring look at Morris, but the fat man himself only deeply thought and did not respond.

Only Grove shook his wife's arm with a pained and pleading expression.

Jenny was in a daze for a long time, she turned her head blankly, and glanced over the pharmacy that had been there for more than ten years, and then over the Grove who was the boss and now her husband.

After that, she turned her head slowly, looking at the delicate and gentle aristocratic boy.

Thyls didn't urge, he just waited quietly.

Finally, more than a long time later, Yanni took a deep breath, slowly but decisively, pulling her arm out of her husband's fingers.

She wiped her hands, took two steps forward gently, and stood in front of Thales.

Thyls smiled.

The Grove was hit immediately, his figure shook, and his face pale.

Morris frowned fiercely in disordered thoughts, Cohen's eyes widened in disbelief, Glover remained motionless and expressionless, Leyoke still leaned in the corner, watching with cold eyes.

I saw Yanni cleared her throat and spoke uprightly

"This...Master, I am very, thank you for your interest."

"But I figured it out clearly."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

I saw Yanni firmly and authentically

"No."

"I don't need the new life you gave me."

As soon as this statement came out, the entire drugstore was quiet.

Even Grove was surprised.

Thyls frowned lightly

"What?"

Yeni tried her best to squeeze a smile

"I mean, life now is my best choice."

"The best choice?"

Thyls groaned for a while, and slapped his chin at the trembling Grosven

"Is it him?"

Grove flicked again.

But Jenny looked back at her husband, and then affirmed to Thales

"Yes, he."

Thyls was silent for a while.

He lowered his head, sneered and laughed

"Tell me, your old husband, will Boss Grove beat you up?"

Jenny trembled slightly.

Morris snorted on the other side, Grove's face pale as if struck by lightning.

Thyls raised his eyes, trying hard to look into Jenny’s heart

"Tell me, Miss Jenny, or Mrs. Grove, are you happy here?"

Jenny frowned, thinking about this question between pain and hesitation.

Perhaps the two bodyguards of the young man were too strong, maybe he had revealed the majesty of his aura invisibly, maybe Morris’ presence was of great significance. At this moment, the whole pharmacy shop was silent and everyone was silent. Just wait.

Finally, after half a minute, Yanni's brows stretched out.

She slowly raised her head, stroked her hair, and showed a clear smile to Thales, oozing a few traces of haggardness that shouldn't be at her age.

"I really appreciate you, master."

"But you may not know."

Jenny looked at Thales earnestly, her words revealed rare relief and tiredness.

"I come from the town of Likenan in the Western Famine. Ten years ago, my father and brothers were taken away by the war. My mother and I had to leave our homes and find a way to survive."

Tyles' eyes darkened.

"Although Yongxing City is the most prosperous and prosperous capital in rumors, this big city is actually not so, not so, and welcomes foreigners."

Jenny took a deep breath and scanned the shop where she had stayed for a while.

"This street looks chaotic, barbaric, and insecure. This shop looks shabby, old-fashioned, and dilapidated..."

"But this is the place where I am in the capital, most like home."

The most homely place.

Tyles clenched his fist.

On the other side, Glover frowned tightly, Morris snorted, Leyoke buried his face deeper in the shadows.

Jenny sighed with a wry smile

"And Mr. Grove...I mean, my husband."

Jenny turned her head and glanced at Grove, her eyes were complicated, and the latter looked here anxiously

"Yes, he is older than me. He is a little fat and a little impatient."

"He is usually a little stingy, caressing, poor patience, selfish and short-sighted, and snoring at night, his voice is loud."

Yanni took a deep breath, and she did it hard

"Also, yes, if I pull him when he drinks too much, he will hit me."

Tels took a cold look at Grove, who was frightened at first, then showed a flattering and repentant look.

Cohen frowned and raised his index finger to speak, but for the third time he was forced back by Glover with his fierce gaze and firm hands that "if you dare to penetrate the prince, I will kill you".

Yeni turned her head slowly and said softly

"But he took me in, took care of me, gave me a job, and gave me a place to take medicine to treat my typhoid mother."

"It was when I was the most depressed and desperate, and almost had to spare everything to find work on Red Square Street."

Grove's eyes were filled with joy.

"He is not kind, not even love."

Tyers hummed coldly

"Just for your beauty and youth."

Yanni trembled slightly and suddenly raised her head

"Yes!"

Thyls was taken aback.

I don't know when to get up, Yan Ni has already red eyes, but she is aggrieved and excited to speak

"Of course I know! He thought I was pretty, he saw that I was young, hardworking and capable, so he..."

She burst into tears and raised her voice

"But who is not!"

Jenny's sudden eruption shocked everyone.

The young woman took a breath and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"You are young, young master, from a good background, and life is worry-free. Maybe you don't know what it is like when a man is so hungry that he loses his mind. For a bite of bread, even a man can take off your skirt without caring."

Tyles looked at her blankly.

"But I know."

Jenny's hands clenched her fists on her apron.

"I know."

She looked back at Grove, a bleak smile in that look.

"Yes, my husband is full of faults and shortcomings, and in some places it is unbearable to dislike him-he is certainly not the ideal man in every girl's heart."

Grove gave his wife an ugly smile.

Yeni snorted, but her laughter was bitter and her voice was low

"But the reality is, is there any woman in the world whose husband is as good as the story?"

"Especially here."

Thyls responded silently.

"Yes, I may still have a bit of beauty, and I am younger than him. That's why he has the wealth and career to look at me, let me work under him, let me voluntarily or involuntarily, Half-push half-step, marry him silly."

Jenny sucked her nose and said sadly

"But the appearance of men and women, isn't this the universally recognized truth of a happy marriage between men and women?"

The young woman turned her head anxiously and looked at the other people in the drugstore Cohen, Glover, Morris, Leyoke...

But no one responded to her question.

Under the heavy pressure, Yanni's emotions got out of control, she sobbed

"Just like the man in "Isabel's Searching for a Husband" sings merit and wealth in exchange for women's age and beauty, red makeup and tears are not seen, that is the extravagant hope of love and affection-down to the people of Li people, up Princes and nobles, who is not like this?"

"Who is not?"

Yeni rubbed her red nose, stroked her hair that had become dry and pale after she married, and sneered, it doesn't matter how authentic

"As long as a man has merit, fame and wealth, he can cover everything else, regardless of his faults and shortcomings."

"For girls, young and beautiful, virtuous and capable is the only value, who cares if you are happy or not."

Thyls feels the emotional upheaval of the other party and cannot help feeling regretful

"Jenny..."

But Jenny turned a blind eye to his reminder.

"In the repertoire, Princess Isabel’s criteria for choosing her husband are always only so few fame, prestige, and talents. And she can use to attract candidates only so few beauty, virtuousness, ice and snow cleverness... this It’s the only match."

Jenny's Lost Way

"As for the specific husband she chose, is the handsome light knight Needham, the light and elegant elf Cahill, the legendary general Ruhr, and the mighty ruling prime minister Moral, who are infatuated. Duke Medell, the noble prince Jules of the Empire, the sinister and vicious Bachelor of Vita, or the evil and extreme black knight Uther, does it really matter?"

"I take off my skirt to exchange for his bread."

Jenny's eyes are blank

"This is the most recognized transaction and matchmaking."

Tales looked at her faintly, and suddenly realized that the person in front of her was no longer the familiar kind Jenny.

Six years later, the reserved and shy girl has experienced too much and seen too much in this neighborhood that eats people without spitting out bones.

He suddenly felt heavy.

I began to doubt my choice of coming to Xiacheng.

"It's like this medicine scale," Yanni smiled sadly, stretched out her hand to remove a medicine scale, and moved its weight

"Everyone only recognizes the left and the right, medicines and weights."

"Left and right cannot be confused, and the content cannot be changed."

Jenny looked at Grove, who was also stupefied.

"My husband and I, we just follow the rules of the medicine scale."

On the other hand, Morris was caught off guard by this scene. He didn't listen carefully to other important things in his mind, but waved his hand impatiently, "The Grove, your family affairs..."

But Thales suddenly raised his hand and made a silent gesture to him!

Morriston choked.

I saw Thales sighed, and tried his best to use the softest tone to say to Jenny

"But, Jenny, I just want to..."

Jenny came back to her senses and sneered, completely forgetting the status and energy that this mysterious young man who was a brother and brother with Morris might possess.

"And what is the difference between you?"

"Whether it is forced or seduced, you use—should be of a certain nobleman—status and power, wealth and achievement, put it on the medicine scale that everyone recognizes, in exchange for my body and appearance, and obey And serving, maybe there is the glory of passing on you to future generations, and then everyone will regard it as a good deal, as if this is a normal thing, as if it is the only fair deal in the world."

Tyles' breathing suddenly got out of rhythm.

"Yes, you may be better than my husband, handsome, richer, younger, and even kinder, little master,"

"But even if you are the king..."

"For me, it just means taking off the skirt and changing to another bread."

Jenny shook her head indifferently, her tears were already thirsty, showing the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes after all these years of hard work

"The skirt is still made of cloth, and the bread is made of flour... When weighing, it is the same medicine scale, nothing has changed."

Thyls just felt his heart beat out.

Nothing has changed.

"This is the sorrow of being a woman throughout our entire life. We must and can only work hard to weave and dye our own skirts, so that we can take off the skirts, in the poor and not so bad bread-even if you think A certain bread is super delicious, it is simply the king of bread-choose between."

Jenny glanced at Thales and sneered.

"You are not as good as my husband at this point, even if he is old and ugly."

Grove was happy at first, and then when he saw Thales' face, he felt bitter again.

"At least, I have lived with him for many years. I know him and I know how to deal with him."

"At least I know that I can be a lady of the drugstore here. She is a normal life, no worries, no matter how unsatisfactory I am, I won't be poor and destitute, I have to rely on coolies and even sell myself to make a laugh."

"And this is better than hooking up with a powerful young master noble, spending a period of time, and then being abandoned unexplainably."

Thyls was speechless and could only clenched his fists.

All his eloquent words were eclipsed by Jenny's desperation at the moment when she talked to her heart.

"Because of the medicine scales in this world, I only allow me to exchange my skirt for bread. The partition is tight and cannot be crossed."

"So it's the same with any man, nothing more than a bread to eat."

Yenni shook her head in confusion and sneered sadly

"There has never been a better choice, a better life."

Thyls was silent, only Jenny's whimpering in the air.

Morris sighed softly, Leyoke's eyes were sharp, and Glover lowered his head in thought, even Cohen's face was sad.

"It's not your fault, Jenny." After a while, Thales adjusted himself, shook his head and said, "This medicine scale is too old to match you."

"But you really deserve better."

But Jenny remained unmoved. She stared at Thales warily, the stubbornness in her eyes still unchanged.

Thyls looked at her now, thought of the past, and felt mixed.

He grinned weakly, opening a fragile smile

"Good girl Jenny."

Good girl Jenny.

At that moment, Jenny was stunned.

She stared at Thales' painless eyes sluggishly for a long time.

Good girl Jenny.

This title...

A memory from a long time ago-when she was a girl-came suddenly.

Take it, black-haired boy, this is typhoid medicine. Remember, children can only use half the dose...

Thank you, Coria will get better now, here, is the money enough?

Oh, it's not enough, the price of the medicine has gone up... It's okay, I'll make up a bit more, fill in the accounts, hope Mr. Grove will not find out.

Don’t worry, don’t you say that there are a lot of rich people on Red Square Street? I went there to try my luck, maybe I can ask for the money and return it to you... If the boss beats you, I will kill him Baby sign!

But that's the place of the Blood Bottle Gang...Okay, go away, otherwise he really will find out—hey wait, these are leftover clothes, take it, it's very cold this winter...

Thanks, thank you, Sinti and they will be very happy. Then I'm leaving—hey, good girl Jenny!

I said don't call me that! What else do you have?

Do you know that a good girl like you will be happy!

Puff--there is so much, you won’t be able to please!

No, I'm serious, I will let everyone in Xiacheng know that there is a good girl Jenny! Good men will rush to marry you!

Puff, hahahaha, okay, get out now, glib boy!

"Trust me, a girl like you," Thales turned his head, feeling authentic

"Good men will rush to marry you."

Jenny stared blankly at the young man in front of her.

Tyles took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly

"But... I'm sorry, maybe they are nothing more than bread and skirts."

Yeni and the boy stood in the drugstore, facing each other silently.

Finally, after some time, Yanni's eyes became gentle.

"Maybe," Yanni smiled happily, "but I already understood."

"This is good enough."

She whispered

"The glib boy."

The glib boy.

Tyles took a deep breath, lowered his head and pressed the bridge of his nose.

"Really."

Tyles rubbed the bridge of his nose, turned around unnaturally, and walked between the shelves

"Then forget my proposal."

"Good girl."

Jenny stared at the back of Thales turning around.

The Grove behind her let out a sigh of relief, and then was shocked by the assassin Lyoke who stared at him coldly.

After this farce, Cohen lowered his head in thought, while Glover looked left and right with vigilance, fearing that the Brotherhood would suddenly turn his face and deny people, and secondly fear that the guard would have a sense of justice.

Only Morris frowned and followed the prince into the shelf.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Thales raised his head.

What do you want to do?

When Thales turned his head and met Morris again, he had returned to normal and turned back to the natural and indifferent prince.

"As you can see, molesting women." The young man laughed.

But his heart is not so peaceful.

I only felt a breath of unevenness, rolling in my chest.

"No, I don't care which savoury wife you are looking for, you want to flirt with her or just use it hard--what I want to ask is..."

Morris grunted, approached Thales, gritted his teeth

"What do you want from us?"

"What do you want?"

"The heir of a dignified country, wouldn't he use the Red Square Street and molesting women as a pretense to persuade us to pay attention to the politics of the kingdom just for an encounter with Black Sword in Exeter?"

Thyls's eyes are faint.

What do I want?

"As I said, it's winter, and it's snowing again," the prince raised his eyes, turning the resentment in his chest into a driving force for thinking

"Get ready to keep out the cold."

Morris was puzzled

"I don't know--"

But Thales has a deep voice

"Horace."

Morris spoke.

"The former second prince, the sword of tracer, Horace Canxing."

The young man raised his head suddenly, looking at Morris coldly

"What did he want from you in the Scarlet Year?"

Morris's eyes widened.

One second, two seconds, the fat man's eyes changed, and he fainted cold and sinister, decisive and fierce.

But Thales remained unmoved, just silently met his gaze.

After a while, Morris between the shelves has a hideous expression and lowers his voice

"Then what you want is a bit too much."

It's too dangerous.

The fat man was cold in his heart.

Looking at Morris' expression, Thales had an answer in his mind.

"Then let's not worry, take our time," the young man is calm and confident

"First of all, I want to know what you know."

Morris frowns

"Did we know?"

Tyles nodded, trying to forget the sense of loss of finding Jenny but failing to repay her favor

"Although politics is everywhere, it affects all parties."

"But I don't think everyone can be self-conscious, especially in terms of the gap between Horace and you. I don't think and don't expect him to tell you all the plans."

"Especially the Scarlet Year."

Speaking of which, Thales' eyes are focused

"So I just want to know how you met Horace."

"I want to know what is the relationship between Black Sword and him."

Every time the prince said a word, Morris' eyes twitched.

Until Thales’ voice became completely cold,

"And you, besides sneaking into the Fuxing Palace, carrying out administrative changes, and killing the crown prince...what did you do for him."

At that moment, Morris almost turned into a sculpture, rooted in place like a thousand-year-old tree.

He stared at Thales, his expression changing back and forth.

The shelf space became quiet again, and I could only hear the sound of Jenny cleaning the shop outside, and Cohen yelling at Leyoke.

After a while, the fat guy from the Brotherhood looked down at Thales like a falcon with a gloomy expression

"I understand...Another desired star. Through the actions of Secret Science, we have found out about our details and energy..."

Thyls frowned slightly.

Morris smiled slyly

"Then what can you give us, Your Highness?"

Hearing this, Thales sneered

"Survive."

When Morris was stunned, Thales suddenly turned around.

"Jenny?"

The prince increased the volume and attracted everyone's attention again (Grove fell back on the counter with fright again).

"I need some typhoid medicine."

Jenny turned her head, although she was still flushed right now, she was no longer in fear and pain.

The young woman smiled softly.

"Okay, young master, I will pack it for you, how much do you want..."

Take it, black-haired boy, this is typhoid medicine...

The memories of the past are slowly reappearing.

"All," Thales lowered his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose so that no one could see his eyes

"I want all the typhoid medicines in the store today."

The Grove on the counter was taken aback.

All, need it?

He was surprised at first, then overjoyed, hurriedly flipped through the account book and began to calculate the numbers.

Cohen and Glover were equally startled.

Tyles turned around and returned to the conversation with Morris.

"Following your victories over the past ten years, the situation has changed again."

"The trouble you and the Blood Bottle Gang encountered is just the tip of the iceberg of Secret Science's next plan."

Morris, like a fierce and sensitive hunting dog, asked eagerly

"What change? What plan?"

Thyls gently curls the corners of his lips

"Me."

"I'm back." He whispered.

Morris was a little puzzled, but after a few seconds, his eyes became clear again.

"Because... you returned from the north and returned to the capital?"

Thyls' eyes lit up.

He nodded.

"Everyone said that under the Black Sword, the most effective player in the Brotherhood is the Cyncha, the most difficult one is Fesuo, the most mysterious is Lancer, the most domineering is Rhoda, and the most vicious is Anton."

"But they missed it," the prince exclaimed sincerely

"The person in charge of the accounts is Morris."

Morris gave an ill-intentioned smile.

"That's right."

Tyles is no longer selling Guanzi, please speak up

"Just like six years ago, I fell from the sky and changed the star politics--now, I am back."

"The entire kingdom, offense and defense will change again."

Morris asked in a puzzled way

"How to say? How to change the situation?"

Thyls smiled slightly.

At that moment, he flashed Falkenhauser, Prime Minister Cullen, the young Duke of Iris, the Cycloste, and the vicissitudes and thin Northland Duke Val Allende...

The picture in front of me was finally frozen in the chamber, at the other end of the deep corridor, the supreme throne.

Tyles' smile disappeared.

"You don't need to know the details."

The prince put away his emotions and looked directly at Morris

"You just need to know..."

"The Secret Branch of the Kingdom is directly under the highest throne. It has always been foresight, and the plans are very big, and it never does useless work."

Thales thought of what he had seen and heard in Secret Division, and he frowned, and Morris also looked solemn.

"All of their actions are thinking about one thing, saying one thing, doing another thing, reporting another thing, hiding another thing, maybe still locked up another one in the safe... but they are definitely not for Give a certain person or a gang a threat, then threaten and kidnap, arrest and rectify, and have so many miscellaneous things between the two gangs that affect the bottom of the kingdom, looking at nothing."

Morris listened carefully.

"According to my estimation, they are preparing for a big operation," Thales said coldly

"The encounter between the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood is just a prelude to them. They are sharpening their swords."

Morris has doubts on his face

"Us? Why, do they want to engage in the'One Night War' again? Let us fight with the Red Turbans again?"

"I don't know," Thales shook his head, thinking about the information he knew

"But I guess, there may be three directions in which the secret department focuses."

Morris raised his eyebrows

"Which three?"

This time, Thales did not answer as quickly as before, but stared at Morris coldly.

As if waiting for something.

"What's the matter," Morris urged puzzledly, "Say it?"

Thyls stared at him silently, and suddenly smiled "Yes."

He stared into Morris’s little eyes

"Say it?"

Morris was stunned for a moment, but he was the boss of one side for a long time, he quickly understood, and looked back at Thales gloomily.

"Your choice," Thales shrugged, like the oldest businessman, calmly and quietly

"Anyway, they are not in my business, nor are they tied to my people."

Morris stared at him, seemingly unbelievable.

Tyles blinked, friendly and well-behaved.

After a long while, Morris let out a sigh of relief and snorted uncomfortably.

"One mission."

Thyls frowned "What?"

Morris raised his head and looked at the muddy and chaotic street outside the window, quiet road

"The answer you want comes from one of our missions."

"A long time ago, when our ‘Big Nine’ was established not long ago, we undertook a task with a huge reward."

Tyles asked.

"What task?"

Morris snorted, clasped his arms, nostalgia in his eyes

"Find someone."

Thyls was very puzzled and urged him to continue with his eyes.

Morris shook his head with a tut, seeming to have turned back to a mercenary who was once stingy and eye-opening.

"The bounty offers are anonymous but generous, as long as they are willing to participate, there will be rewards, and the final reward is enough for us to expand into a group of hundreds..."

"To be honest, we are just one of the hired. In order to get the reward, we have to compete with countless peers along the way. Many of them are famous mercenary teams, bounty hunters, and even private nobles. Soldiers also participated-but who told us that we were young at that time and didn't care about anything. Lech saw the money open and Kils was arrogant. Kuhl only had meat to eat, and even the black sword was no better than that fool at that time. How good is the guard."

Morris shook his head and sighed when he was fascinated.

"Of course, the biggest trouble is not the other..."

He dismissed the tut at first, then smiled in disarray, as if turning over the most interesting story.

"In short, from the Central Leadership to the Western Desolation, from the Great Desert to the Dragon Kiss Land, from the Three Kingdoms in the Misty to the Southern Bank, we almost ran all over the small Westland, chasing all the way, fighting all the way, killing all the way, all the way. Being fucked, in short, it’s a mess."

"If you arrange your encounters into bardic poems, you can sing in "My House Tavern" for 20 years."

Tyers listened to his energetic narrative, his thoughts floated back to the former camp of Bladeya, thinking of the "golden age of mercenaries" described by his boss Tampa, he couldn't help but gradually lost his mind.

"And when the task was difficult to complete, we went back to receive the reward, only to find that it was not an ordinary task."

Tyles' eyes moved

"You mean..."

Morris sighed

"To match its sky-high rewards, we were asked to go to the barracks in Broken Dragon Fortress to return to life."

"Because of the reward for this task, his status is indescribable."

Thyls' eyes moved.

Military camp...

Expensive...

Morris looked at the street outside the window, and his words were mixed with wonderful feelings of jealousy, disdain, regret, etc.

"That's right."

"That was the first time we saw Prince Horace."

Morris is disdainful and resentful and authentic

"The **** raised his wine glass and generously handed us boxes of bounties..."

"When I don't care about making orders and kill us all."

Thyls was shocked.

Horace...

He suddenly remembered the nickname the Northlander gave him.

Star Butcher.

"Quiet your mouth? Then," Thales frowned, "Then what do you guys..."

"Black sword," Morris sighed.

"He and Horace are old acquaintances--especially when he puts the sword on the prince's neck, their relationship is even better."

Thyls chewed on this dusty old thing silently.

So, this is the encounter between the Big Nine and Horace.

The ups and downs, thrilling.

Thyls suddenly remembered a little

"Then, task."

"What is the task you took from Horace?"

Morris' eyes trembled slightly.

At that moment, he emerged from dignity and fear, and a smile appeared on his face again

"That journey was also the first time we met her."

"She?" Thales moved in his heart.

Morris nodded

"An aristocratic lady was kidnapped, and her fame is involved. We have to save her in a low-key secret and bring her back intact."

Morris patted his arm and grinned.

"But well, we only discovered later that the paralyzed person was kidnapped by a fart!"

He hummed helplessly

"In order to escape the marriage, from pretending to be a prostitute to drilling the toilet, that girl can do everything-she is our biggest trouble!"

"Fleeing marriage?" Thales thought of something~IndoMTL.com~Yes. "

Morris exhaled and looked into the distance, smiling but not smiling

"The beautiful and sexy, intelligent but domineering Princess Constance—nicknamed "Small Scourge"."

He has a soft tone, as if for fear of waking someone up.

Constans.

Little catastrophe...

A small ashes urn suddenly appeared in front of Thales.

At that moment, his mood fluctuated.

"But you know, we got along for so long day and night, we ‘the Big Nine’, we gave her another nickname."

At that moment, nostalgia and sentiment appeared in Morris' eyes

"The Tenth Giant."