Kingdom’s Bloodline

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

"So you came all the way here just to give me a lesson in politics?"

"You want an answer," Thales put down his fist and responded confidently, "and I'm giving it to you."

Morris looked at the surrounding furnishings, thought for a moment and looked up again

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

Thales smiled.

On the other side of the pharmacy, Jenny and Grove whispered tremblingly, while Glover tried to calm Cohen who was about to rush up to take Leyok.

But like an invisible wall lying in the center, everyone abided by the tacit understanding and did not dare to cross it, intruding into the conversation between Prince Star and the giant of the Brotherhood.

"Yeah, 'Politics is too far away from me', 'Politics is too unrealistic for me', these are the most common misunderstandings in our lives."

Thales' eyes changed

"Whether it's a clean freak who thinks it's too far away, dismisses it, thinks it's high, and avoids public politics like a deadly plague; or thinks it's too far away, so it's cynical, has a poor head, and firmly believes that there is everything in knowledge; or feels it's too far away so A cynic who breaks the pot, is insensitive, and thinks that daily necessities are just returning to life; or a keyboard warrior who thinks he is too far away so he has no scruples, speaks loudly, and points out the general trend of the country with his words."

"It's still like you are a fool, a rascal who spends his days drunk and dreaming of death."

Maurice curled one lip to show clenched teeth.

But Taylor ignored him

"Intentionally or unintentionally, consciously or not, they are all expressing the attitude of 'politics is too far away'."

"But with all due respect, they either have a misunderstanding about 'politics' or they have a misunderstanding about 'far'."

Morris was silent.

"Look at this moment, I'm standing right in front of you." Thales' voice froze at this point

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

Morris narrowed his eyes

"Relevant departments?"

"ha,

You mean those most mysterious 'relevant departments' who never show up when benefiting the people and who only do their best when they are patriotic and serving the country? "

Morris snorted, 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 to wipe my butt, and I can see them in the pit, taking advantage of the heat, baring their teeth and claws and smelling people."

But Thales shook his head, ignoring his emotions

"Then why did you order the retreat just now? Why didn't you listen to that man named Ostrup, according to the original plan, gather people to kill the blood bottle gang to collect debts, no matter who the culprit in his kidnapping case is, the fraternity only needs to kill and establish power gone."

Morris rolled his eyes and said nothing.

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

"Politics is not far away from you, Boss Morris, even you who treat the kingdom as nothing and wantonly trample on the boundaries of the law-the high wall not only locks those who are willing to be in the cage, but also restricts those who are willing to be in the cage." People outside the cage."

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

Thales looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, felt its hard wall, and was silently lost in thought.

Morris was silent for a few seconds before humming.

"Maybe I should ask Lancer to listen," the fat boss of the fraternity squinted

"He knows that best."

But Thales sneered.

"And you too, Maurice."

The prince raised his head and looked at Morris

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

At that moment, Morris's eyes flashed sternly.

But in just a few seconds, the boss of the Brotherhood gave a chuckle and waved his hands nonchalantly.

"Come on, there's nothing wrong with what you're talking about, we street bastards don't understand, and we're not interested—"

But Thales suddenly raised the volume and interrupted him

"If you're really not interested, Morris!"

"Then you—you, Heijian, and the mercenary group called 'Nine Giants'—wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come to the capital."

His voice gradually became smaller and his speech speed gradually slowed down, but the power contained in it made Morris frown.

"And if you're not interested..."

Thales took a step forward.

"Would not accept the employment of Prince Horace."

At that moment, Morris' eyes changed!

"Not to mention he will still take root in Eternal Star City after his defeat and death, lurking and making progress," Thales gently turned the medicine bottle in his hand, and said slowly

"Have a plan."

Silence surrounded the two talking.

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

"You just said, who?"

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

"Miss Yanni!"

The prince suddenly raised his voice, breaking the boundary wall separating the two conversations, causing the rest of the people in the pharmacy to look sideways

"Have you decided yet?"

Yanni trembled violently when her name was called.

She raised her head at a loss, mechanically looking in Thales' direction

"What, what?"

The boss, Grove, looked sadly at his wife, and at Morris nervously.

Thales was not in a hurry or annoyed, and smiled gently

"a chance."

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

Thales glanced at Grove next to her, the coldness in his eyes almost made the latter's legs go weak

"At least it's better than it is now."

Yanni stood there in a daze, wiping her hands on the apron unconsciously.

Cohen frowned and wanted to speak, but Glover obviously had the knack of holding him back.

Leyock cast a questioning look at Morris, but the fat man was just deep in thought and didn't respond.

Only Grove showed a painful and pleading expression, shaking his wife's arm firmly.

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

Then, she turned her head slowly, and her eyes met the delicate and gentle noble boy.

Thales didn't urge him, he just waited quietly.

Finally, after not too long, Jenny took a deep breath, and slowly but decisively pulled her arm out of her husband's fingers.

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

Thales smiled.

Grove was hit immediately, his figure flickered, his face pale.

Morris was confused and frowned fiercely, Cohen's eyes widened in disbelief, Glover remained motionless and expressionless, and Leyock was still leaning against the corner, watching with cold eyes.

I saw Yanni cleared her throat and spoke seriously.

"This...young master, I am very, very grateful for your favor."

"But I figured it out."

Thales raised his eyebrows.

I saw Yanni said firmly

"No."

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

As soon as this remark came out, the entire pharmacy fell silent.

Even Grove was surprised.

Thales frowned slightly

"What?"

Yanni tried her best to squeeze out a smile

"I mean, the current life is already the best choice for me."

"the best choice?"

Thales pondered for a while, then raised his chin towards Grove who was shivering.

"it's him?"

Grove shuddered again.

But Yanni looked back at her husband, and said to Thales affirmatively.

"Yes, he."

Thales was silent for a while.

He bowed his head and sneered

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

Yanni trembled slightly.

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

Thales raised his eyes, trying hard to look into Yanni's heart

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

Yanni frowned, thinking about this question amidst pain and hesitation.

Maybe it was because the boy's two bodyguards were too strong, maybe it was because the aura he revealed invisibly had its own majesty, maybe it was because Morris's presence was very meaningful. At this moment, the entire pharmacy was silent, and everyone was waiting quietly.

Finally, after half a minute passed, Yanni's brows relaxed.

She raised her head slowly, stroked her hair, and showed Thales a beautiful smile, exuding a few traces of vicissitudes and haggardness that shouldn't be at this age.

"I really appreciate you, young master."

"But you may not know."

Yanni looked at Thales seriously, and her words revealed a rare sense of relief and fatigue.

"I come from Li Kenan Town in the Western Wilderness. More than ten years ago, the war took away my father and brothers. My mother and I had to leave our hometown and find our own way of life."

Thales' eyes dimmed.

"As for Eternal Star City, although it is rumored to be the richest and most prosperous royal capital, this big city is actually not so, not so, welcoming foreigners."

Yanni took a deep breath, and scanned the shop where she had stayed for half her life.

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

"But here is already the place that feels most like home to me in the capital."

The place that feels most like home.

Thales clenched his fist.

On the other side, Glover frowned, Morris snorted lightly, and Leyock buried his face deeper in the shadows.

Yanni sighed, showing a wry smile

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

Yanni turned her head and glanced at Grove with complicated eyes, and the latter looked here anxiously

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

"He's usually a little petty, caring, impatient, selfish and short-sighted, and snores loudly at night when he sleeps."

Yanni took a deep breath and said with difficulty

"And, yes, if I pull him when he's drunk, he'll hit me."

Thales gave Grove a cold, gouged look. The latter was terrified at first, and then showed a flattering and remorseful expression.

Cohen frowned, raised his index finger and was about to speak, but was forced back by Glover for the third time with his fierce eyes and firm hand, "If you dare to intervene in the prince, I will kill you".

Yanni turned her head slowly and said softly

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

"Just when I was the most down and out, desperate, and almost risked everything to find a job on Hongfang Street."

Grove's eyes lit up.

"He is not kind, let alone love."

Thales snorted coldly

"Just for your beauty and youth."

Yanni trembled slightly, and suddenly raised her head

"Yes!"

Thales was taken aback.

I don't know when, Yanni's eyes were already red, and she was wronged and excited to speak:

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

She burst into tears and raised her voice

"But who isn't!"

Yanni's sudden outburst startled everyone.

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

"You are young, young master, and you come from a wealthy background and live a carefree life. Maybe you don't know what it's like when a person is so hungry that he loses his mind. For a bite of bread, he doesn't even care if a man comes to take off your skirt."

Thales stared at her blankly.

"But I know."

Jenny's hands clenched into fists on the apron.

"I know."

She looked back at Grove, and that look was filled with a bleak smile.

"Yes, my husband is full of flaws and shortcomings, and some things are unbearably annoying-he is certainly not the most ideal man in every girl's heart."

Grove flashed an ugly smile to his wife.

Yanni snorted, but her laughter was bitter and her voice was deep

"But the reality is, which woman's husband in the world can be as good as in the story?"

"Especially here."

Thales silently responded.

"That's right, I may still have some good looks, and I'm younger than him, that's why he, who has money and career, has taken a fancy to me, let me work under him, let me voluntarily or involuntarily, half-pushed, half-hearted, confused marry him."

Yanni sucked her nose and said sadly

"But male talent and female appearance, isn't this the universally recognized truth of a happy marriage between a man and a woman?"

The young woman turned her head in panic, and looked at the other people in the pharmacy, Cohen, Glover, Morris, Leyock...

But no one responded to her questioning.

Under the heavy pressure, Yanni lost control of her emotions, she sobbed

"Just like the man sung in "Isabel's Search for a Husband" only exchanged merit and wealth for a woman's age and beauty. With red makeup and tears, no one can see her eyes. That's an extravagant hope for love and affection—down to the common people, up to the princes and nobles, Who is not like this?"

"Who isn't?"

Yanni rubbed her red nose, stroked her hair that had become dry and discolored after getting married, and sneered, saying indifferently

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

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

Thales felt that the other party was emotionally agitated, and couldn't help feeling remorse

"Yanni..."

But Yanni turned a blind eye to his reminder.

"In the repertoire, Princess Isabel's criteria for choosing a husband are always only a few achievements, reputations, and talents. And the things she can use to attract candidates are only a few things: beauty, virtuousness, ice and snow intelligence... This is the only one. pair."

Yanni lost her mind

"As for the specific husband she chooses, it is the handsome light knight Needham, the light and elegant elf Cahill, the unparalleled military general Ruhr, the powerful ruling prime minister Moral, and the infatuated Duke Medel. Does it really matter whether you are the noble imperial prince Jules, the sinister and vicious Bachelor Vita, or the evil and extreme black knight Uther?"

"I took off my skirt to get his bread."

Yanni's eyes are blank

"This is the trade and pairing that everyone recognizes the most."

Thales looked at her quietly, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer the familiar kind-hearted Yanni.

Six years later, that reserved and shy girl has experienced too much and seen too much in this cannibalistic neighborhood.

He suddenly felt heavy.

I began to doubt my choice of coming to the downtown area.

"It's like this medicine scale," Yanni smiled sadly, reached out to take down a medicine scale, and moved its weight

"Everyone only agrees that the left side is the right side, and the side is medicine, and the side is weight."

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

Yanni stared blankly at Grove who was equally dazed.

"And me and my husband, we just follow the rules of the pill scale."

On the other side, Morris was a little caught off guard by this scene. He didn't listen carefully because he had other important matters in mind, but just waved his hands impatiently, "That Grove, your family affairs..."

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

Morris choked for a moment.

Thales sighed and said to Yanni in the most gentle tone possible.

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

Yanni came back to her senses, sneered, and completely forgot the status and energy that this mysterious young man who was called brother and brother with Morris in front of her might have.

"And what difference do you make?"

"Whether it's coercion or temptation, you use—it should belong to a certain nobleman—status and power, wealth and achievements, and put them on a medicine scale recognized by everyone, in exchange for my body and appearance, obedience and service, Maybe there is also the honor of passing on to your descendants, and then everyone will regard it as a good deal, as if this is a perfectly normal thing, as if it is the only fair transaction in the world."

Taylor's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

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

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

"For me, it's just taking off the skirt and changing the bread."

Yanni shook her head indifferently, her tears were thirsty, revealing the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes after years of hard work

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

Thales felt his heart skip a beat.

Nothing has changed.

"This is the sorrow of being a woman all my life. We must and can only work hard to weave and dye our own skirts, so that we can make poor and not-so-bad bread in the way of taking off the skirt—even if you think a certain bread Absolutely delicious, the king of breads—choose between."

Yanni glanced at Thales, sneered and said

"In this respect, you are not as good as my husband, even if he is old and ugly."

Grove was overjoyed at first, but then he felt bitter when he saw Thales' face.

"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 pharmacy proprietress here, and live a carefree life in an ordinary life. No matter how bad things go, I won't be poor and have no food and clothing. I have to rely on coolies to wash clothes and even sell myself to make a living."

"And this is better than hooking up with a powerful noble young master, spending a period of time in fine clothes, and then being abandoned for no apparent reason."

Thales was speechless and could only clenched his fists.

All his eloquent words were eclipsed at the moment when Yanni confided her heart in despair.

"Because the medicine scale in this world only allows me to exchange my skirt for bread, and there is a strict partition in the middle that cannot be crossed."

"So it's the same with any man, it's just bread to satisfy your hunger."

Yanni shook her head blankly and sneered sadly

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

Thales was silent, only Yanni's low sobbing remained in the air.

Morris sighed softly, Leyok's eyes were sharp, Glover bowed his head in thought, and even Cohen looked sad.

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

"But you do deserve better."

But Yan Ni was still unmoved, she stared at Thales vigilantly, the stubbornness in her eyes had not diminished.

Thales looked at her now and thought of the past, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He grinned weakly, showing a fragile smile

"Good girl Jenny."

Good girl Jenny.

At that moment, Yanni was stunned.

She stared blankly at Thales' painful eyes, stunned for a long time.

Good girl Jenny.

this title...

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

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

Thank you, Kolya will get better now, well, is this enough money?

Alas, it’s not enough, the price of medicine has increased... It’s okay, I’ll make up some more and fill in the account, I hope Mr. Grove won’t find out.

Don't worry, didn't you say that there are many rich people in Hongfang Street, I go there to try my luck, maybe I can get the money back to you... If the boss hits you, I will smash his precious signboard!

But that's the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang... Well, you should leave quickly, or he will really find out—oh wait, these are leftover clothes, take them, this winter is very cold...

Thanks, thank you, Cindy, they will be very happy. I'm off then--hey, good girl Jenny!

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

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

Pfft - there are so many things, you can't please!

No, I mean it, I'll let the whole lower town know there's a good girl Jenny! Good men will scramble to marry you!

Puchi, hahahaha, well, get out of here, you glib boy!

"Believe me, a girl like you," Thales turned his head and said with emotion

"Good men will scramble to marry you."

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

Thales took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly

"But...sorry, maybe they are just exchanging bread for skirts."

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

Finally, after an unknown period of time, Yanni's eyes became gentle.

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

"That's good enough."

she whispered

"Glib boy."

Glib boy.

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

"Really."

Thales rubbed the bridge of his nose, turned his head unnaturally, and walked between the shelves

"Then forget about my proposal."

"Good girl."

Yanni stared at Thales' back in a daze.

Grove behind her let out a sigh of relief, then was taken aback by the killer Leyock who was staring at him coldly.

After the farce, Cohen lowered his head and pondered, while Glover looked left and right vigilantly, fearing that the fraternity would suddenly turn against him, and fear that the police officer would have a sense of justice and make a fuss.

Only Morris frowned and followed the prince into the shelf.

"What exactly 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's gaze again, he had returned to normal, returning to the natural and indifferent prince.

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

But his heart is not so peaceful.

I just felt a sense of injustice rolling in my chest.

"No, I don't care which attractive wife you fancy and want to flirt with her or force her--what I want to ask is..."

Morris snorted angrily, approached Thales, gritted his teeth and said

"What exactly do you want from us?"

"what would you like?"

"The dignified heir of a country, just for the sake of meeting Hei Jian in Exeter, he used the pretense of visiting Red Square Street and molesting women to persuade us to pay attention to the politics of the kingdom?"

Thales looked dimly.

What do I want?

"As I said, it's winter, and it's going to snow again," the prince raised his eyes, turning the resentment in his chest into motivation for thinking

"Get ready for the cold."

Morris was puzzled

"I do not get it--"

But Taylor's voice is serious

"Horace."

Morris paused.

"The former Second Prince, the Sword of Tracing Light, Horace Canxing."

The boy suddenly raised his head and looked at Morris coldly.

"During the bloody year, what did he want from you?"

Morris' eyes widened.

One second, two seconds, Fatty's eyes changed, one after another fainted cold and sinister, decisive and fierce.

But Thales was unmoved, and just silently met his gaze.

A moment later, Morris in the shelf had a grim expression and lowered his voice.

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

It's too dangerous.

Fatty's heart was cold.

Looking at Morris' expression, Thales already had the answer in his heart.

"Then let's not be in a hurry, take our time," the young man said calmly and confidently

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

morris frowns

"We know?"

Thales nodded, trying to forget the sense of loss that he had found Yanni but failed to repay his favor

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

"But I don't think each side can be self-aware, especially in terms of the gap between Horace and you. I don't think nor expect that he will tell you all the plans."

"Especially the Year of Blood."

Having said that, Thales focused his eyes

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

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

Maurice's eyelids twitched every time the prince said a word.

Until Thales' voice became completely cold,

"And you, apart from sneaking into the Fuxing Palace, carrying out a coup, and killing the crown prince... what else have you done for him?"

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

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

The shelves became quiet again, only the voices of Jenny cleaning the store and Cohen angrily scolding Leyock could be heard outside.

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

"I understand...another Canxing, who has a desire, found out about our details and energy through the actions of the secret department..."

Thales frowned slightly.

Morris smiled slyly

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

Hearing this, Thales sneered

"Survive."

When Morris was stunned, Thales turned around suddenly.

"Jennie?"

The prince raised his voice, drawing everyone's attention back (Grove collapsed on the counter in fright again).

"I need some typhoid medicine."

Yanni turned her head, although her eyes were still red, she was no longer afraid or in pain.

The young woman smiled with a gentle tone.

"Okay, young master, I'll pack it for you right now, how much do you want..."

Here you go, brunette, here's the typhoid medicine...

The memories of the past slowly came back before my eyes.

"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."

Grove on the counter was taken aback.

All, want?

He was startled at first, then overjoyed, hurriedly opened the ledger, and began to calculate the numbers.

Cohen and Glover were also taken aback.

Thales turned around and returned to the conversation with Morris.

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

"The troubles you and the Blood Bottle Gang encountered are just the tip of the iceberg of the secret department's next plan."

Like a fierce and sensitive hound, Morris asked anxiously

"What changes? What plans?"

Thales slightly raised the corners of his lips

"I."

"I'm back." He said softly.

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

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

Taylor's eyes lit up.

He nodded.

"Everyone says that under the Black Sword, Qincha is the most capable fighter, Fei Suo is the most difficult, Lancer is the most mysterious, Rhoda is the most domineering, and Anton is the most vicious. "

"But they missed it," the prince lamented sincerely

"The accountant is Maurice."

Morris gave a wicked smile.

"That's right."

Thales no longer keeps secrets, and speaks freely

"Just like six years ago, I fell from the sky and changed the political situation of the stars - now, I am back."

"In the whole kingdom, the offense and defense will change direction again."

Morris asked puzzledly

"How do you say it? How do you change your position?"

Thales smiled slightly.

At that moment, Falkenhauser, Prime Minister Cullen, the young Duke Iris, the one-eyed dragon Gosted, and the vicissitudes of the Northland Duke Val Arend flashed before his eyes...

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

Thales' smile disappeared immediately.

"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 Department of the Kingdom is directly under the Supreme Throne. It has always been far-sighted, and its plans are very big, and it has never done useless work."

Thinking of what he saw and heard in the secret department, Thales couldn't help frowning, and Morris also had a serious expression.

"All their actions are to think of one thing, say another, do another, report another, hide another, and maybe lock another in the safe... But they are definitely not for someone Or a certain gang got off their horses, threatened and kidnapped, arrested and rectified, and made so many miscellaneous things between the two gangs affecting the bottom of the kingdom, it seems that there is nothing involved."

Morris listened attentively.

"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 their prelude, they are sharpening their swords."

Maurice looks puzzled

"Us? Why, they want to engage in another 'one night war'? Let us fight the red turban again?"

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

"But if I had to guess, there might be three directions for the Secret Science to focus on."

Morris raised an eyebrow

"Which three?"

But this time, Thales did not answer as straightforwardly as before, but stared at Morris coldly.

As if waiting for something.

"What's the matter," Morris urged puzzledly, "tell me?"

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

he stared into morris' little eyes

"talk?"

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

"Your choice," Thales shrugged, calmly like the most experienced businessman

"Anyway, it's not my business they're doing, and it's not my people they're kidnapping."

Morris stared at him, seemingly in disbelief.

Thales blinked, friendly and obedient.

After a while, Morris let out a sigh of resignation and snorted unhappily.

"A mission."

Thales frowned, "What?"

Maurice raised his head, looking at the muddy and messy street outside the window, faintly

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

"A long time ago, shortly after our 'Nine Giants' were established, we took on a mission with a sky-high reward."

Thales asked

"What mission?"

Morris snorted lightly, clasped his arms tightly, his eyes showed nostalgia

"Looking for someone."

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

Morris shook his head with a click of his tongue, as if he had turned back into a stingy, money-seeking mercenary.

"The bounty offerer remains anonymous but spends a lot of money, as long as he is willing to participate, there will be a reward, and the final reward is enough for us to expand into a group of hundreds of people..."

"To be honest, we are just one of the hired ones. In order to get the bounty, we have to compete with countless peers along the way. Many of them are famous mercenary teams, bounty hunters, and even private soldiers of nobles. But who told us that we were young at that time, we didn't care about anything, Leh was blinded by money, Keels was arrogant, Kuhl only wanted to eat meat, and even Black Sword was no better than that idiot police officer at that time How many."

Morris was fascinated by the words, shook his head and sighed

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

He first clicked his tongue in disdain, and then broke into a smile, as if he was turning the page of the most interesting story.

"In short, from the Central Territory to the Western Wilderness, from the Great Desert to the Dragon's Kiss Land, from the Misty Three Kingdoms to the Nan'an Territory, we have almost traveled all over half of the Western Continent, chasing and fleeing, fighting and killing, and being raped and killed all the way. In short, it's a mess."

"If you arrange your encounters into bards, you won't get tired of singing them in 'My Tavern' for twenty years."

Thales listened to his high-spirited narration, and his thoughts drifted back to the former Saber camp. Thinking of the "golden age of mercenaries" described by the boss Tampa, he couldn't help but gradually lost his mind.

"And when the task was finally completed and we returned to receive the reward, we realized that it was not an ordinary task."

Taylor's eyes moved

"You mean..."

Morris sighed

"To match its sky-high reward, we were asked to return to the barracks of Broken Dragon Fortress."

"Because of the bounty offerer of this mission, his status is invaluable."

Taylor's eyes moved.

barracks...

priceless...

Morris looked at the street outside the window, and his words were mixed with fear, disdain, regret and other wonderful emotions.

"That's right."

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

Morris said disdainfully and angrily

"Just when that bastard raised his glass and generously handed us boxes of bounties..."

"When you order indifferently and kill us all."

Thales was startled.

Horace...

He suddenly remembered the nickname given to him by the Northlanders.

Star Butcher.

"Shut up? Then," Thales frowned, "then how did you..."

"Black Sword," Maurice sighed

"He and Horace are old acquaintances—especially when he put the blade on the prince's neck, and their relationship was even better."

Thales silently chewed on this dusty past.

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

Ups and downs, thrilling.

Thales suddenly remembered

"Then, mission."

"What is the mission you received from Horace?"

Morris' eyes trembled slightly.

At that moment, he got out of his solemnity and fear, and a smile appeared on his face again.

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

"Her?" Thales' heart skipped a beat.

Morris nods

"A noble lady has been kidnapped, and her reputation is involved. We have to rescue her in a low-key and secret way, and bring her back intact."

Morris patted his arm and grinned.

"But, we found out later, paralyzed, there is a fart kidnapping!"

he hummed helplessly

"In order to escape marriage, that girl can do everything from acting as a prostitute to drilling into the toilet - she is our biggest problem!"

"Escaping marriage?" Thales remembered something.

"That's right."

Morris exhaled, looked into the distance, with a smile that was not a smile

"Beautiful and sexy, smart but domineering Princess Constance - nicknamed 'Little Catastrophe'."

His tone was soft, as if he was afraid of waking someone up.

Constance.

Little Calamity...

A small ashes urn suddenly appeared in front of Thales' eyes.

At that moment, his mood fluctuated.

"But you know, we 'Big Nine' have given her another nickname after being together for so long."

At that moment, Morris's eyes showed nostalgia and sentimentality

"The tenth giant."