That night, none of the four major city gates of Eternal Star City were closed.
"A warrant from the king! Make way! Make way!" More than a dozen knights galloped out of the city gate with serious expressions while holding the nine-pointed star flag and the cross double-star flag.
"Are these all the messengers?" At the north city gate, the captain of the city defense watched the messengers leave with a heavy expression.
"More than that." The city defense officer who rushed over shook his head: "There are three other city gates."
Holding the warrant of the Fuxing Palace, the messengers rushed to the places of the big shots - Xin Dao, the city defense officer who knew the inside story.
That's not counting, it's more about the ravens—the nobles who were factioned farther away.
"Something has happened." The city defense officer, who was nearly fifty years old, patted the captain on the shoulder and said softly.
I hope it won't be another bloody year.
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Thales, who firmly declined the company accompanied by Gilbert and Jine ("I'm sorry, Mr. Gilbert, Ms. Jine, but this is a covenant between me and her, I must face it alone-I promise to tell The content of your conversation."—Thales who shook his head resolutely), walked silently beside Yoddle.
For the first few minutes, neither of them talked.
It wasn't until he turned a corner and isolated the nearest guard behind the wall that Thales stood silently and looked at the masked guard.
Jodl's footsteps also stopped.
"We have to talk in private." Thales let out a deep breath.
Jodl walked up to him and knelt down silently.
"As you wish." The masked secret guard said, and gently put his shoulders on Thales.
The next moment, I felt a strange ripple, and everything around Thales and Yodel turned into a strange white.
It's like another world.
"The realm of shadows." Yodel explained briefly.
Thales nodded, but he still looked serious, and was not attracted by the strange pure white background in front of him - he had more important things to do.
There was a silence between the two of them.
"Yordle," Thales struggled to organize his words, and tried his best to speak:
"You...how much do you... know about the matter between the Magician of Qi and me?"
Jodl remained silent as usual, but lowered his head slightly, looking at the boy with black hair and gray eyes.
"When Morat wanted to go to the study with me to have a private conversation, you deliberately stopped him." Thales closed his eyes gently, and slowly straightened out the matter before and after, saying dullly:
"You know that the study on the third floor has special sound insulation treatment, which will isolate the hearing and sound transmission of the vampires, so you insisted that we stay on the second floor to talk, so that we can seek Serena's help, and under Molat's eyes, convey Important reminder..."
"Let me hide from Morat's old-fashioned interrogation, cover up..." Tels paused for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the purple mask, and finally said firmly: "...to cover up my true identity. "
"is that so?"
Thales stared fixedly at the royal family's secret guards.
The mask was facing him motionless.
After another unspeakable silence, Yordle's perspective drooped slightly, and a deep and hoarse voice came out from behind the dark purple mask:
"I... am not like Gilbert..."
"...I'm not good at words."
Under Thales' complicated gaze, the masked guard spoke solemnly.
"Since Hongfang Street, I don't know how to speak."
Thales looked at him with burning eyes: "But you knew it from the beginning."
"Yes."
"I was always there that night..." Yodel's voice was heavy: "I heard the words of the magician."
"I also noticed your...unusual, strange behavior when facing the magician, the broken vase in the corridor for no reason,
The explosion under the Vinegrass Manor..."
"So I know you are..."
Thales took a deep breath: "Then my father..."
"Only me, Mr. Xiao, only I know..."
Jodl didn't speak again.
Thales stared blankly at this weirdo who had always protected himself and always hid his face under a mysterious mask.
Yes, he has always known.
But he kept a secret for himself.
"Why?" The traverser heard his voice fluctuate slightly, full of unbelievable surprise: "You know that I am... those disasters."
"You know how taboo those disasters are—why do you still..."
Yodel slowly clasped his shoulders, interrupting Thales' thoughts.
"Child." He said hoarsely.
"I've seen... a lot of things, more than you can imagine."
"This country and your family," he said softly, "since the day they were born, they were destined to be entangled with those disasters...."
"It was like this more than six hundred years ago."
"It was like this twelve years ago."
Thales' heart trembled.
Twelve years ago?
Entangled with the disaster—the Canxing family?
"It's the same now."
"I've seen those disasters more than once."
"I gotta Feeling."
"It's not those disasters that are truly terrifying and frightening."
"It's ourselves."
"It's us ordinary people who will degenerate to what extent, corrupt to what extent, and sacrifice what kind of bottom line for the existence of those so-called disasters."
Jodl paused for a moment, as if thinking about the next sentence.
"I know, you may be a 'disaster'." The masked guard who had always been silent said so many words in front of him for the first time.
He said hesitantly: "But I know that many people in this country, even... have become uglier and more terrifying than those disasters."
"They have already brought disaster without knowing it."
Thales frowned unnaturally.
"Like Morat?"
"He is just one of them: the black prophet is no longer a prophet, only darkness remains."
Jodl raised his head, the dark lenses reflected the pale surroundings, Thales' image was isolated in it, appearing thin and bleak.
""In comparison. "
"Mr. Thales, I prefer to believe you."
It seems that Jodl hasn't said so many words for a long time, but the clumsy look of him trying to find the words, and the honesty behind this look, made Thales feel complicated.
At that moment, the traverser didn't know what kind of expression and mentality he should use to face this secret guard.
"But why me?" Thales took a deep breath for three seconds, and said again: "Because I have the blood of Canxing?"
Yoddle shook his head slowly.
"I'm not Gilbert, and I don't believe in the so-called blood."
"What I believe is that the seven-year-old boy who has tried his best to protect his companions in desperation is a different existence from those ugly people."
"I'm also willing to believe in you, a shining star from humble beginnings, will become... a different king in this decaying kingdom."
A different king?
Thales subconsciously said, "Just like Crown Prince Midil, my uncle?"
Jodl was silent for a few seconds.
"No." The masked guard said, his voice low and sad.
Just listening to his hoarse voice, he said firmly: "You will be better than him."
"I know that you have something that he doesn't have."
Thales was slightly shocked, and his breathing accelerated.
He looked at Yodel who couldn't tell his expression, and couldn't make a sound for a long time.
half an hour.
"Thanks."
Thales, who had finally calmed down, could only say these two words.
He was usually eloquent, but now he was speechless.
The masked guard kneeling on one knee nodded heavily and forcefully.
Jodl spoke hoarsely again.
This time, his words appeared more sincere:
"Yodel Gato."
"At your service."
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Although Serena's room was not as far away as "a hundred meters away" as Jinny said, it was not as close as imagined either.
The guest rooms of the vampires are located in the wide storage cellar of Mindis Hall, away from sunlight, crowds, and Thales.
"Good evening, Mr. Thales." Chris Corleone, a pale-faced vampire and an old butler who has lived for an unknown number of years, bowed slightly at the "door" and showed a deadly smile at Yodel: " Welcome back, Mr. Mask—when you suddenly appeared just now, we were all quite frightened."
Jodl didn't reply.
Chris turned to Thales indifferently, and nodded slightly: "His Royal Highness is waiting for your visit."
Thales raised his head and looked at Yordle beside him.
The latter's mask nodded slightly, walked to the other side of the door, and stood at the door with Chris like two guards.
The traverser also nodded slightly. After taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and walked towards Serena Corleone who was already waiting inside.
His savior just now.
It is also after Morat, the next trouble.
"Ah, my long-awaited ally."
The red-eyed Lolita had a deep expression. Against the backdrop of the black dress, she raised her skirt to salute him.
"It seems that with my help," Serena, whose teeth were leaking, emphasized the word 'help', and continued with a disturbing smile, "I've gotten out of trouble."
"Then it's time to talk about our salaries and benefits?"