Watt?

At that moment, Thales's entire brain was confused.

Looking at Dozi who was kneeling respectfully, what flashed through his mind were a few boring otherworldly phrases.

What a bastard spirit.

If you accept anything, please bow down.

What is Long Ao... cough cough.

Why is it that May 20th is here, and the only person who confesses to you is a man...ahem.

Thales shook his head desperately to get rid of these boring thoughts.

Don't forget, Yodel is still around.

"Damn."

Prince Xingchen looked at the drill in front of him with a subtle and complex expression, and rubbed his chicken coop-like hair:

"I really hope I can be so popular when I'm in Longxiao City."

The drill laughed again, he slowly raised his head and stood up.

"As I said, Your Highness, the Shadow Shield cannot survive alone. It needs the support of power, the need for power, and the gap of power."

The driller looked around, as if he was really worried about something: "Russell and the group of sword dealers were present before, so I have to be polite and make some remarks. But facing you alone, I can say something

Tell the truth."

Thales raised his eyebrows, wanting to see what else the other party could say.

I saw the driller pursed his lips, his expression darkened, and after a few seconds he was able to speak:

"I don't like Charmaine Lombard, your highness."

"I didn't like him from the first moment I saw him."

The torch in the drill man's hand crackled softly, and the darkness in this corner also flickered slightly.

Hearing that name, Thales subconsciously clenched his sword.

He remembered the meeting between Charmaine and the driller under the carriage six years ago when he and Little Slippery were still on the carriage of Lumba.

Thales sighed and sighed sincerely:

"Very good, then we still have something in common."

The driller nodded understandingly.

"Your Highness, you have been a hostage in the North for six years. I believe you know more than I do - the ambition and practical methods in that man's eyes are too terrifying. If Shadow Shield wants to survive independently, it must not

Attach yourself to his subordinates."

Thales narrowed his eyes: "So?"

The driller shrugged: "So we don't have much choice."

Not much choice…

When Thales frowned and thought that he had heard this sentence somewhere before, he continued plausibly: "In my opinion, Your Highness, you, representing the Kingdom of Stars, are the only ones who can turn the tide in the future and compete with Murder in the Western Continent.

The one who loves the king."

He looked at Thales sincerely and spoke firmly.

At that moment, Thales twisted his mouth and the expression on his face was very wonderful.

But the boss seemed not to notice Thales's expression, and shook his head: "And the Shield of Shadows can't hide its head and tail all the time, and can't live in the Star Kingdom's wanted manhunt for decades."

Thales blinked and shook his head stiffly.

"So, what you are saying is that when you came to Blade Tooth Camp this time, your so-called goal of 'capturing the prince' was false, and you came here purely to... find a master?"

Thales said awkwardly, feeling that not even Ada would believe this.

But the drill boy was not embarrassed at all, instead he smiled and nodded slightly.

Having said this, Drillzi seemed to have something unusual and looked around cautiously.

Thales's heart moved, fearing that the other party would discover something.

Fortunately, Yoder remained silent and without a trace.

strangeness.

Although the masked guard was used to guarding silently and taking action secretly, what could keep him restrained for so long...

Thales was shocked: Unless the opponent is really difficult to deal with.

For example... to the extent of Fallen Star and Death Crow.

The driller turned around.

"It's not safe here. Your Highness, whether it's the Sword of Disaster or Russell's Northlanders, they all want to harm you. You might as well let us go out and find a safe place..."

really.

Thales blinked, wondering when Yodel would take action, but he had to continue talking.

"So you want to say that it is actually safe to go with you, and there is no need to worry at all? Because you came to arrest me to become my vassal? Because you will not deal with me like you dealt with Hyman Bright Star eighteen years ago?

"Tales twitched the corner of his mouth and spoke sarcastically.

The boy was silent for a while, seeming to be deep in thought.

"I do not deny that I killed your uncle, Your Highness."

This time, the drill was like an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, looking at the prince solemnly.

"But like I said," Zhuo Zi frowned and mentioned the strange name with only one syllable again:

"All the blood debts from eighteen years ago are in Teng's hands. That is also the dark history that Shadow Shield is least willing to uncover."

He looked steadily at Thales:

"I was just following orders and had no choice - you are destined to be the king, and you must have a matching mind and magnanimity. Compared with the real murderer behind the scenes, there is no need to hate a knife without thought, a sword without independent will.

.”

Thales rolled his eyes and didn't speak for several seconds.

The letter he tucked into his chest seemed to weigh a little heavier.

"Acting on orders and out of necessity?"

"So you don't have to take the blame."

Thales chuckled lightly, tutted and shook his head, seeming to feel something:

"You are a soldier who obeys the country's orders, so you have no choice but to massacre unarmed civilians, so you do not have to bear responsibility... You are an official representing the ruler, so you have no choice but to carry out evil policies that harm one party, and you do not have to bear responsibility... You

You are a minor official employed by others, so when you obey orders and exploit your subordinates at all levels, you have no choice but to bear the same responsibility."

"It's as if you can always find the subject at the top, whether it's the country, the king, the employer, or even the institutional tradition. It seems that you can throw all the blame on it. It seems that all the mistakes you make can be solved by finding the original source.

As if it can solve everything."

Thales sighed disdainfully:

"That's one of my most contemptible excuses."

The drill was slightly speechless.

"Unfortunately, there has never been a 'sword without a thought' or a 'sword without an owner' in human society."

Thales said coldly:

"Whether they are aware of it or not, admit it or not, accept it or not, everyone has to pay the price for what they have done, and there is no way to escape - there has never been a Jesus who suffered on behalf of others in this world."

The driller frowned slightly, slightly puzzled.

But he still let go of the doubts and sighed.

"Of course I am guilty, and I am not prepared to escape from it. On the contrary, I am trying my best to make up for it now, whether it is to be loyal to you or to reverse the fate of Shadow Shield." His voice became a little deeper.

Thales sneered.

"Make amends? Be loyal? How to do it?"

I saw the driller bowing respectfully:

"Come with me, Your Highness, we can talk about many things and share a lot of information."

A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes: "Including the secret from back then, the secret that Teng hid from everyone for eighteen years, the secret that caused misfortune to the Bright Star royal family."

Thales frowned.

"Again, we will show you our value."

The driller raised his head, with a rare trace of iron blood on his cold face:

"Since eighteen years ago, the conflict between the Star Royal Family and the great nobles has become more and more intense. The Iron Fist King's ruthless and violent methods have only exacerbated this situation. I believe that your road to being crowned king will not be smooth. Under this situation
To be continued...