Several slovenly figures appeared one after another and passed by the breathless Thales. When they did, they cast curious or complicated glances at the prince before they engaged their enemies with no hesitation.
They isolated the prince from the battlefield.
Thales supported himself with the longsword and wore a smile.
He would never be lost.
This was one of the most precious gifts Thales received when he escaped from Dragon Clouds City.
Even in the Black Prison, Thales could sense that they were eighteen floors underground. They were a distance away from the bottommost floor where Zakriel was, but a small distance away from another group of prisoners.
Those prisoners were the most unique prisoners in the prison, but also the ones who made him sigh sadly the most.
When Thales shouted his first sentence in a seemingly exasperated fashion, the boy actually had doubts on whether Quick Rope could understand what he meant.
