Putray did not say a word. He only bowed his head.
Genard the veteran sighed. His gaze on Thales slowly changed.
"As for Northland and Eckstedt, they'll live under Lampard's lies and will. Then one day, the king slayer will be their king." Thales turned around.
Nicholas snorted.
"The Waltons can never rise again." The prince cast a glance on Nicholas and Mirk, then chuckled softly. "This feels horrid, does it not?"
Putray exhaled, his brows furrowed.
"As for escaping?"
Thales continued. His voice sounded hollow. "Where can we escape to when we leave such a mess behind?"
The prince looked at all of them as he turned around.
Thales said resolutely, "You will either die in the conspiracy-filled Dragon Clouds City in the present, or die in the war-filled Eternal Star City in the future.
"Is there any difference?!" he yelled.
No one said a word.
That was until a loud, powerful male voice broke the silence.
