Kingdom's Bloodline-Chapter 640 First round welcome

Chapter 640 First round of welcome

"That wine merchant has a problem."

Marius stood beside Thales, frowning at Dagori Moss in the distance, raising his hands intently and cooperatively, and being rigorously searched by Rolf, who was not looking good.

"Huh?" Thales replied.

"We just checked his accompanying caravan."

"result?"

"Their wheels are very clean and there are not many samples. There are only a few local temporary hires, and so is the coachman." Mallos looked at the wine merchant carefully. "I guess he didn't come to the celebration from afar, as he said. Yes, on the contrary, he had been waiting in the Emerald City a long time ago, and he was here to wait for you on a special trip, perhaps at the instruction of someone with a heart."

Willing people.

Thyls remembered what he had seen and heard in the Kingdom’s Secret Division before.

It’s just that, I’ve known it a long time ago.

"You mean, he might be from the Emerald City?"

"Or someone else."

Thales sighed: "I see, Thor, thank you."

Malos turned his head: "Are you still insisting on seeing him?"

Thyls was silent for a while, but still nodded:

"This is the only way to find the truth."

"Good," Mallos no longer insisted upon seeing this, waiting for Rolf to search his body, "Remember, let Arund and Glover watch."

"certainly."

"But, Your Highness, since we can see that he is wrong," the watchman added, "Others can too."

"Yeah, I know."

Thyls nodded cautiously:

"other people."

——

"So, your name is Moss?"

A few minutes later, Thales looked up and down at the luxuriously dressed, handsome, and cautious businessman in front of him.

"Dagory Moss, my honorable Highness," Dagoli smiled stiffly, and there was an imperceptible tremor between the lines. "I Renxin is the honorary director of the Central Liquor Merchants Association. This trip comes to the Emerald City to participate in the Queen's Day celebration. Who ever thought, after all, had the honor to meet your Highness..."

Tyles looked at him, and couldn't help but think of the other side being intimidated by Raphael in the secret interrogation room.

"Your nose?"

"Ah, my lord, sorry?"

"It looks crooked, as if it had been broken."

Dagory smiled, but he quickly answered:

"Oh, my nose, ha, the accident while supervising the work in the winery some time ago, it's funny to say, I was taking out a great wine from the cellar..."

Kingdom Secret Branch knew that Thales had witnessed the interrogation. They knew that the prince recognized the guy in front of him, that he was... well, the new off-line of Secret Branch.

But Dagori is still here, in front of him.

Tyers looked at the wine merchant in front of him with excitement.

So, the Kingdom Secret Branch has calculated that I will connect with him kindly, and then ask them about their plans?

Tels pursed his mouth:

"How is the market in the wine market?"

"To be honest, the recent situation is worrying, especially for the central collar, so I recently developed a great wine..."

"Is that the kind of wine you sent?"

"Hey, that's right, I want to introduce to your Highness..."

Tales made a face:

"Then you should know: Prince Thales does not like drinking?"

Dagory was surprised, and quickly said with a smile:

"Uh, this, I've heard it a little bit, but, I promise this time the wine..."

"Not only that, I also hate people who do everything possible to force me to drink," It is a pity that Thales did not buy it, but became more severe. "Among them, one is called Nunn Walton, and the other is called Chaman. Rumba-do you want to join them?"

Dagory reacted, shaking his whole body:

"His Royal Highness..."

"You didn't come to me to sell your wine," Thales put away his stern face, expressionless, "Ordinary people can't recognize my car at a glance."

"Your Highness's words are not correct..."

"Miranda! Karen!" Thales waved his hand and stopped delaying with him. "Invite this Mr. Moss into a carriage, find a place where no one is for a ride, and ask who sent it. Coming."

For a drive?

Dagory froze in place, watching the female swordsman and the big man approaching in horror.

"His Royal Highness, no, I—"

Thales waved his hand indifferently: "And if he doesn't want to say..."

"Just go to him and say." Miranda said coldly.

Thales laughed:

"This is why I like you."

Glover grinned coldly, his arms stretched, and he clasped the dumbfounded Dagoli.

Dagori was anxious and struggled in vain:

"But, Your Highness, Your Highness! I really come to sell wine! It is precisely because you don't like drinking, I have to overcome difficulties..."

Tyles turned a deaf ear, ready to return to his carriage.

"No, misunderstanding, I'm here... No, no need, hiss, pain... I'm wrong, Your Highness, I'm wrong!"

After an indecent pull, Dagoli cried out begging for mercy:

"I'm recruiting! I'm recruiting! I'll be honest! I'm not here to sell alcohol! No!"

The prince stopped.

"Yes, Your Highness, my trip is entrusted by others, and I have a mission to help you!"

Miranda held down Glover, who unwillingly let go of his hand, and Dagoli sat down on the ground, shocked.

This is too fast.

Thyls turned around, with a pleasant smile:

"Look, this is much simpler."

The new offline development of Secret Science, the quality is not good.

"So, who are you entrusted with and what mission do you have?"

The poor wine merchant panted and stood up. He wiped the sweat from his face and fell into a difficult struggle.

If he said that, then some people will probably lose face.

Tyers looked at him with interest, thinking about when the secret department's people would be able to show up, and then with a cold face, enduring anger and frustration, he apologized to the prince.

If it were the red-eyed kid, it would be even better.

"Ty, Your Highness Thales, I..."

Dagory was sweating profusely. He stared at Thales blankly, then looked at the big man beside him who looked like a zombie, and took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

I saw him suddenly tossing his robe, his eyes widened, and he said loudly:

"As a king, do you have a banquet to encourage people to have fun?"

"As a leader, how can I not toast to collect the hearts of servants?"

"Commander of the army, how can you not raise a glass of wine to comfort those who dare to die!"

Ah?

Tels was stunned.

Miranda and Glover were also stunned.

Dagori became more grief and indignant as he spoke.

"Yes, your honorable Highness Thales, it is precisely because of hearing that you hate alcohol and drink, and not what is in the cup, that I have been entrusted by the ardent expectations of thousands of people, with the mission of reviving the kingdom of stars and glory, Come to the Emerald City and risk your death to make this happen!"

What do you trust? What mission?

Tyles looked around subconsciously. Sure enough, many Star Lake guards and even many passersby were attracted by this passage and looked to this side.

Oops.

Dagory closed his eyes tightly and spoke while shaking:

"The setting sun can be seen! A man named Dagori Moss, please bravely ask your highness to learn to drink! In order to serve the princes and courtiers, return to the soldiers and soldiers, to live up to the tens of thousands of people, to become the master of the generation and create a peaceful and prosperous world!"

With a moving tragic, the wine merchant fell to his knees with a thump:

"Please start with the wine served by our people!"

The voice fell, and everyone did not react.

Only Dagoli shrank on his feet, shivering like a huge bag.

Malios stood in the distance with a dark face, looking at Thales with complicated eyes.

"Hall, Your Highness," Miranda looked ugly at the surrounding curious eyes, "Also, are you still driving?"

The autumn season is high and fresh, and a cool breeze blows in, making Thales aroused.

"Hold him up, be polite, everyone is watching," the prince grumbled and coughed, "I, um, that...this is not unreasonable, please ask this gentleman to come forward, we, that talk in detail."

The baggage on the ground shook again, and then it relaxed and relaxed:

"Thanks, thanks, thanks... Your Highness, Guo... Guo... Sure enough, enlightened, wise, wise..."

The prince's complexion worsened.

Damn secret.

Damn prince ass.

"Dagori Moss, right?"

"I guess, you can make a fortune by selling wine," Thales stepped forward and held the fragile wine merchant, furious, "It's not unreasonable."

——

"Does your Highness know that businessman? Admonish that with advice?"

D.D, who came back from the front, got into the luggage cart and pointed to Glover: Duke Xinghu, with a smile on his face, pacing with his back, was talking cordially with the trembling wine merchant.

"I don't know everything."

Brother Love said, and sat down beside Doyle.

"Either you know or don't know, what does ‘incomplete knowledge’ mean?"

Golofo shook his head:

"I have a feeling: Although His Royal Highness does not know him, he knows in advance who he is, and he also knows that he is coming, and even... expecting him to come."

"It's over, zombie," Doyle unscrewed a water bag. "You've been with Your Highness for too long, and you've also started to chatter."

Glover didn't answer any more, D.D continued to drink water.

"I'm still not used to it." Glover said suddenly.

D.D's action of drinking water is stagnant.

Yo, this is really strange.

The zombies have no problem with me calling him that.

Also, did he take the initiative to speak up?

Could it be that the drinking water in the Emerald City is really miraculous, the living dead, flesh and bones?

"you mean?"

"She." Glover said concisely.

Doyle followed Glover's gaze: Miranda Allende was guarding not far from Thales, pressing the hilt of his sword, watching the merchant named Moss.

"Oh, you mean our dear new colleague, the gentle and lovely girl Miranda?"

Doyle put down the water bag, skillfully took out a locally-sourced apple from his duffel bag, and wiped it on his clothes:

"It's okay, the Duke of Thales said. She is a candidate for the prince's attendant. She is still under investigation, and even Lord Mallos didn't say anything. If you ask Wiya, True Wiya, he will tell you That girl slaughtered everywhere in Longxiao City..."

While speaking, Miranda just turned her head to look here, and Glover immediately looked away.

"I'm not used to her being here," the zombie shook his head, "whatever your Highness and the sir said."

"You mean?"

"Inconvenient," Glover muttered, "Whether we rest in the same room or go out to the bathroom, whether we change armor or we all brag, it’s weird to have her here."

"Nonsense," D.D smiled: "You have never bragged and beaten up with everyone-of course, I later learned that it was because of your high level of jokes..."

Glover glared at him, but continued:

"Also, the responsibilities of Vanguard Wing, I don't even know what to let her do, or who to partner with."

D.D bit on the apple indifferently:

"But what you said,'She killed someone', and that girl can single out'Iron Tower' and'Tiankeng'..."

"It has nothing to do with that," Glover glared at him: "You know what I mean!"

Doyle tossed the apple and shrugged indifferently:

"Okay, so what? What do you expect me to do? Kill her secretly and destroy her body?"

Brother Luofo stagnated when he heard the words and hesitated:

"D.D, you, your relationship with your Highness is good, can you, can you..."

"Hey, why do you think I have a good relationship with Your Highness?"

"You offended him, and he only confiscated your puppet bear..."

"You! I say it again, that is very important to me, um, since childhood, that, refreshing, no, sleep aid, no, the town house to ward off evil spirits-that is far more than just a puppet bear, okay!"

"Anyway, can you tell your Highness, just say, whether it is the vanguard wing or the guard wing, if there is a girl, work is very inconvenient, can you persuade him to adjust her..."

"Transfer to the command wing, give you an order?"

"Uh, this, Guard Doyle..."

"I know the name is changed at this time? Hey, there is no door," D.D snorted as he chewed, "There are also maids and peasants in Xinghu Castle. Why didn't you complain about the Valencian grandma's "very inconvenient"?"

Glover frowned and snatched the apple:

"That's different!"

"Where is it different?" Doyle refused to show weakness and reached out to grab the Apple back.

Brother Luofo grabbed the apple again and took a bite:

"Everything is different!"

D.D looked at the apple that fell into the opponent's hand, and curled his lips unhappily: "Then you go to Marius, he is the one responsible for the overall dispatch of the guard."

"I, I have already looked for it."

"The results of it?"

"He, the sir said to me:'Take care of yourself'."

"What? Take care of it..." Taking advantage of Glover's embarrassing effort, Doyle grabbed the Apple back again and laughed, "Hahahahahaha—"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind:

"Actually, you don't have to worry about your Highness or the Lord."

Doyle and Glover were startled, they turned around and probed together: under the luggage cart, Paul Bozdorf was leaning on the wheel, maintaining his bow and arrow methodically.

"Fuck, where did you emerge from?"

D.D shook his hand, Apple rolled off the truck, and Paul reached out and picked it up.

"I've been here all the time, but you are too loud," Paul took a bite of the apple that fell from the sky, and calmly wrapped the last band on his bow arm. "And I think Miss Arund's hearing is normal."

Doyle glanced in Miranda's direction and lowered his head angrily.

"I understand your concern, Glover Pioneer," Paul took another bite before throwing the Apple back to DD, "I suggest that you might as well explain everyone this way: You don’t have to treat Ms. Allende as a colleague, but as a colleague. Treated as a distinguished guest of His Highness, things will be much simpler in this way."

Glover began to think, and Doyle looked at the bitten apple uncomfortably: "But she is not here to make a vase. The heiress in the north is a ruthless character, or a powerful subordinate of the fortress flower. , I heard the stupid guy say..."

"In fact, her political effect here is greater than practical significance." Paul said lightly.

The three were silent for a while.

"Just like you, right, Master Bozdorf?"

Doyle narrowed his eyes: "By the way, did your Highness say that you should also be a candidate for attendant officer?"

Paul looked cold.

"Yes," he said softly, "like me."

Golofo said, interrupting the unpleasant conversation between the two:

"But she is a girl, this is different after all."

D.D shrugged:

"Isn't this right? Who wants to see that only the smelly man is coming to Star Lake Castle-Grandma Valencia doesn't count."

"You mean, it's really wrong to let a girl's house go in and out of His Royal Highness frequently," Paul tightened the straps on his bow arms. "People will say that His Royal Highness accepted Ms. Arund for the purpose of saying What he is after is...said he is indulging in gentle beauty."

Doyle was silent for a while, and groaned strangely:

"The question is, who are the'people'?"

Paul takes action:

"You know what I'm talking about, Doyle, even if you are a Doyle."

DD took a bite of the apple and smiled: "First of all, I forgive you for your prejudice against our family. Second, do you think that if your Royal Highness does not do this,'people' will not say anything else? Believe me, it's stronger than making friends," 'Hook up places' and'indulge in beauty' is a good word."

Paul put down his West Wilderness bow and looked at Miranda in the distance.

"But this is not just a matter for your Highness. They will criticize Ms. Arund, saying that she came to your Highness to hook... They will slander her, which is not good for her reputation."

"Then you are here, please say this to ‘people’ again," D.D shrugged, "Isn’t it worse for her reputation?"

Paul sighed:

"I'm just worried about your Highness, and it's for the girl's sake."

"Brother Paul, rumors won't hurt people," Doyle threw away the Apple Terrier and looked at Miranda openly, "Talents will."

Miranda was aware of it, and her gaze swept like a sword.

Paul and Glover turned their heads one after another, but Doyle grinned, showing a mouthful of bright white teeth, and waved to Miranda vigorously.

Miranda was taken aback, but she still frowned and gave him a chin in disgust in response.

"That's natural," Paul lowered his head and carefully packed the school bow. "That is, a girl fell into the men's pile, I'm afraid that the Star Lake Guard will have trouble ever since."

"Ha, is she troublesome, or are we troublesome?"

Paul frowned and looked at Doyle’s eyes a little differently:

"As far as I know, D.D, you should be just a silly stuffed boy brother?"

D.D, who was digging for the second apple, stagnated, and said unhappy:

"As far as I know, are you polite?"

"You two," Glover said suddenly, "Do you want to fight?"

These words silenced both of them.

"If it is, there are few people in the bushes over there." The zombies are reluctant.

Paul shook his head. He looked at Doyle, who was not to be outdone, for a long time, and smiled slightly:

"D.D, I am very strange now, are you really stupid or fake?"

Paul said, before Doyle reacted, he turned and left.

"Hey, how do you talk? I'm not stupid at all, alright!"

Looking at the back of Paul going away, D.D whispered sarcastically: "Oh, majestic, hillbilly from the Western Wilderness."

Glover thoughtfully:

"No accident, the Western Wilderness country boy will be the Earl of the Soul Castle in the future, and he will be the Earl of Earl."

"Thank you, thank you for the unnecessary reminder!"

"So, D.D, are you really stupid?"

"Hey, how can you even learn from zombies..."

"Call me that again..."

——

"Well, I was squeezed by you. It's no good to kill you, or to spare you. Are you happy now?"

Beside the carriage, Thales waved to Mallos in the distance, indicating that there was no problem, then handed out the handkerchief unhappily, and handed it to the middle-aged wine merchant who was sweating in cold sweat and had lost half of his wig.

"Thank you, I, I'm really sorry, Your Highness," Dagoli leaned on the wheel with a look of panic. He took the handkerchief but did not dare to use it, "But, but I can't...I can't...I have no choice..."

"Now let's talk about it, Wang—what the **** are you here for?" Thales resisted not uttering the word "Kingdom Secret Science". He warned, "Don't talk to me anymore. The people are eagerly looking forward to'."

Kingdom’s Secret Branch didn’t tell this guy, at least he didn’t explain to him that I already knew his identity. There seemed to be a reason.

not to mention…

[This action does not require you to be the protagonist. All you need to do is to act as a third party in the Emerald City, as an unbiased weight in the center of the balance, listen, witness, and follow the trend. 】

【Others will do it for you. 】

Others...

Thinking of the teachings of his beloved father, Thales could not help but hum secretly.

In this case, it is better for him to do more than to do less, so let's watch the secret performance quietly.

According to past experience, we will see when you hit the pot.

Especially the red-eyed **** who was dumped by his girlfriend.

"Of course, Your Highness, of course..."

Dagory's small eyes looked at Thales watery, seemingly aggrieved.

"Actually, I am. My man originally worked as a helper in the winery. Later, I started to do business. In the **** years, there was nowhere to go. Then, some investors appeared, and they gave me funds and I support it, but I swear, Your Highness, I was just confused for a while, I really didn't know at that time..."

"Some investors?"

Dagory’s crying face is even more ugly:

"For this, they need some rewards from time to time, whether it is monetary or other, at first it was small and nothing, but then, later..."

"Later, you became dependent and difficult to break free, and became more and more inextricably trapped. You became a tool man of the Kevin Deere family," Thales continued for him. But run errands for them."

Hearing "Kevin Deere", Dagori flicked.

He was holding the prince’s handkerchief, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, nervously observing the expression of the Duke of Xinghu:

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Your Highness, let me ask for your forgiveness... I was forced, and I refused at the beginning. I don’t know... I was fainted and owed a debt. I didn’t. Way, I really don’t know if they are..."

but I know.

Tels looked at Dagori cautiously with interest.

Not only that.

I still know who you are.

I know you gave your life to the Emerald City secretly.

And Secret Branch knows that I know.

I also know that you are now secretly running errands for Secret Branch.

And they also know that I know.

Probably you don’t know.

"I know," Thales sighed and had to reassure him, "A lot of times, we can't help ourselves."

Hearing "I can't help myself", Dagori took a deep breath, biting his lower lip and nodding fiercely.

"Anyway," Dagori reopened with fear. "A few days ago, people from Kevin Deere's family suddenly found me secretly. They said that I was brought from the central government, and I was a wine merchant, for good reason. , The identity is right, let me, force me to come close to you..."

"You mean," Thales frowned. "Jane asked you to be a spy to inquire about my every move?"

Hearing Jayne’s name, Dagori shivered again, and quickly lowered his head, only to lift his handkerchief high:

"I swear, Your Highness, I said no, I want to refuse, I still have a family of children, all lives, but, but they are arrogant and cruel... And I, I was fainted before, and they are my investment. People, it’s really hard for me to have other choices, only... I am guilty, I made a mistake, Your Highness, but I really..."

interesting.

Tales listened to him and ignored the other party’s plea automatically.

"Why tell me this?"

"Because," Dagoli showed a few hesitations and bitterness on his face, and after a few seconds, he tried to squeeze a respectful smile, "Because your Royal Highness Thales is the blood of the kingdom! You are the royal family of Stars The heir is the future king, witnessed by the sunset, destined by God..."

Thales raised his hand and stopped him from speaking.

Emerald City, or rather, Jayne Kevin Deere wanted to inquire about his every move, so he sent their commercial informant or spy—in the name of wine.

So, the Kingdom Secret Branch knew this a long time ago, so it would approach Dagori in advance and take him to the interrogation room for "pretreatment"?

So Secret Science had already been eyeing the Emerald City as early as that time, eyeing Jen Kevin Deere, and began to make preparations?

And now...

"I have to say, Dagori Moss, I admire your frankness and boldness."

or partly honest.

Pretend to be bold.

Tels stared at the wine merchant in front of him.

Dagory raised his head and forced a smile after confirming that the Duke of Xinghu was not angry:

"Loyalty, everything for the kingdom, this is my duty, and it should be. That is, please forgive me, my lord, I was confused, made mistakes, and mistrusted investors..."

"I see, you are not to blame."

"But, but, Your Highness, Duke Jane's side..."

"It's business as usual." Thales raised his arms and said softly.

Dagory's eyes moved:

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Tales looked at the bustling Emerald City in the distance and exhaled.

"Let’s put it this way, Dagori, I don’t know who you are or who is behind you, but after the previous one, I think you are very interesting. This is the truth, so I have the right to keep you by my side. , Serving as a chat partner and tour guide, introducing me to the local customs of the Emerald City, and perhaps showing me a tour of the Emerald Festival?"

Dagory was taken aback.

"Dang, of course," he reacted, "I am honored and honored, it is my duty."

"In this way, Dagori Moss, you have completed your task and approached me in an unexpected but very clever way according to Jayne's instructions."

Thyls stared sharply:

"So, you naturally have the opportunity to spy on intelligence in my words and deeds and my emotions."

Dagory looked at the prince, and subconsciously trembled:

"In order to report Duke Jane's knowledge?"

Tels nodded:

"I want to report to Duke Jane for knowing-the part I want him to know."

Seeking opportunities to pull him off the throne.

If this is the game of Kingdom Secret Division: Double Agent?

In other words, add secret science, three sides?

Fucking cliché.

"Of course, Your Highness, of course, a clever plan," Dagori took Thales' words, not without bitterness, "Sure enough, you are, um, young and old, brilliant."

Tyles looked at Dagori Moss in front of him, feeling the reluctance in the other's eyes, and his eyes moved.

"You know," the prince said lightly, "If you don't want to, you can also not do it."

Dagory trembled when he heard the words.

"His Royal Highness..."

Tels suddenly realized that Dagori Moss, this small person, can be considered a success in the eyes of ordinary people, but between Fuxing Palace and Kongming Palace, in front of the secret department...

No, even in front of his own powerless and powerless, he is full of fear and cannot help himself.

Thinking of this, Thales sighed:

"In this way, I will find someone to beat you and drive you out of the convoy. When you see Jen, you say that your mission failed and you couldn't get close to me."

"Don't worry, you and your family will be fine, and I will assume that you have never heard those words."

As for the plan that the Kingdom Secret Division arranged on this poor fellow...

Go to hell.

After so many years, is it enough for me to pit me?

Dagory fell silent.

"No, no, no, my lord."

But after only a few seconds, the wine merchant seemed to figure it out.

Dagory clenched his handkerchief, shaking his head tremblingly:

"I understand, I understand, Your Highness, I am happy to offer you something, and I will do it!"

Tels squinted his eyes and looked at him:

"Even if this is possible, eh, it is not good for your investors?"

"Unfavorable? Why did your Highness say this?" Dagoli forced a smile, "Aren't you making a lot of profits?"

Tales was startled, then hummed softly.

really cunning.

"The handkerchief is given to you," the Duke of Xinghu shook his head and said with disdain, "no need to hold it anymore."

Just when Dagori thanked him for his gratitude and cherished the handkerchief given by the Duke, there was a lot of noise in the crowd in the distance who was queuing into the city.

"I know they are here! Get out, get out! Don't block me!"

A figure rushed out of the crowd, his voice was full of anger:

"Shameless and despicable coward! Where are you! Come out! Come out! Come out!"

"No, my lord, my lord, think twice!"

The people around him couldn't stop him, they could only watch him rush out of the crowd.

"There is a situation, Star Lake Guard, alert." Mallos' command sounded.

Thyls was puzzled, only Dagori around him changed his voice.

The passers-by were in an uproar, and many people gathered around curiously.

I saw that figure drew out a long sword and rushed towards the people of Xinghu Fort under the repeated exclaims of the guards of the Emerald City.

"Enemy Attack!"

The well-trained Star Lake Guards reacted very quickly. The guards quickly formed a formation and kept the team around the convoy. Wiya and Rolfziqi approached Thales, but Miranda and Glover were still ahead of them.

"Oh, it's not good, my lord, can you..." Dagori was a little flustered.

"Stay steady, don't forget, we have rich experience." Facing the first round of welcome from the Emerald City, Thales was very calm. He pushed away Wiya, who was almost holding him in his arms, and resolutely refused. The "Human Shield Array" of the four big men headed by Glover ("If you guys protect me like the last royal banquet, I swear, I must... Do you have any puppet bears?" Something?").

He even stood on tiptoe, trying hard to see the sword-holding figure rushing over:

"Who is that?"

Dagory on the side hesitated to say something:

"Uh, that is, that is the little earl of the Pintor family. The family used to be quite spacious. I also did business with their family..."

Thales' expression changed.

It used to be quite wide.

Do business with them.

Tels suddenly remembered what happened when Raphael interrogated Dagori in the secret interrogation room.

Could it be...

"Dagory, you won't, won't you owe them a lot of money, causing them to bankrupt their family, and then ran away?" Thales asked in disbelief.

Then, this fire came to me as a matter of course?

The wine merchant was anxious and shook his hand to deny it.

"No, no, no, my lord, it’s not like that, but, but I heard, I just heard..."

At this moment, the figure holding the sword finally broke through the crowd, and was stopped a few feet in front of the Star Lake Fort by several Emerald City guards.

Thales could only see the person coming: it was a young master noble and elegant, not much older than Thales, wearing a gorgeous armor ("No wonder, it's only a few steps, and it's been so long, my grandma It's faster than him."—DD, picking his teeth after a meal, walked up and down.

Dagory’s words continue:

"I heard that when Master Pintor was very young, his father tried to book a marriage for him. The candidate is said to be..."

"Tyles Stars!"

Thales' complexion changed.

Star Lake Fort everyone was also surprised at the same time.

Is this directed at your Highness?

"Witness to the sunset, you savage who grew up eating Yankee wolf milk! The prince who deceives others by his surname! The **** bandit who is all evil! Don't want to marry the noble Miss Hille!"

What?

Thales was stunned.

I saw the little Count Pintor who was stopped in anger, and yelled at him without knowing which way he was right:

"You still have the surname Canxing! You are still a prince! If you are a man, don't hide behind your subordinates and come out! I represent the glory of the Pintor family, the dignity of the Emerald City and the South Bank, and challenge you! We! One-on-one duel—"

咚.

With a muffled noise, Pintor fell to the ground.

The world is quiet.

A few seconds later, the onlookers reacted, exclaiming again and again.

In countless astonished eyes, the shrewd and capable first-class guard of the Royal Guard, Danny Doyle of Mirror River, carried his unsheathed sword on his shoulders, which seemed to slip from behind Pintor. Appear.

"Damn, don't you know..."

D.D carried the sword in one hand, and ate the apple leisurely in the other, kicking the unconscious little earl on the ground:

"I hate people who mention duels the most."

(End of this chapter)