Thales noticed that when King Nunn was sighing with emotion, Little Slippery's eyes moved, as if he had something to say.

But she seemed to think of something immediately, her face showed a fearful expression, and she finally lowered her head again.

"We stars also call ourselves the successors of the empire, don't we?" Thales couldn't help but said: "But we are not the empire after all."

King Nun lowered his head suddenly and locked his eyes on Thales.

The oppressive feeling emanating from those piercing eyes made the second prince feel a little uncomfortable.

After a long while, the old king glanced at the little slippery head and said calmly

"You protected her, right? In that kind of danger, protected my granddaughter?"

Thales and Little Huitou were both startled. The latter subconsciously looked at Thales and leaned closer.

"I can tell," King Nuen's expression remained unchanged, staring at Little Slippery Head motionlessly, making her even more nervous: "The way she looks at you is different."

"Um, this," Thales touched his head, feeling the little naughty boy hiding behind him, and said with some embarrassment, "People should always help each other."

King Nun stared at him for three seconds without saying a word.

Three seconds later, King Nuen showed an intriguing expression and said playfully: "You know, I reconsidered your words later."

Thales' hand that was touching his head suddenly paused.

He was a little surprised.

how?

"We are not born accustomed to intrigues and shrewd calculations," King Nunn said with a calm expression, but his words revealed his age and calmness: "Perhaps, for the storm that Walton is about to face, the best thing to rely on is not to weigh the pros and cons and fight for power.

It is not the back-and-forth, short-sighted considerations of the sophisticated nobles who advance and retreat cautiously, nor is it a power game in which chips are moved back and forth."

The king raised his head and looked at the statue above his head: "It is the glory that once shone on heroes, but we have lost it for too long."

Thales looked at the surrounding guards with some confusion, but they just scanned the surroundings with alert eyes, waiting for the king quietly.

"A real hero - such as Nekaru," King Nunn stared at the statue of the Dragonrider King and sighed: "Maybe he really has something in him that makes people obey orders without hesitation and follow them willingly without any hesitation.

Go to death without disobedience and sacrifice without regrets."

"Perhaps it was that dazzling brilliance that established Exeter, that brilliance that made the giant dragon willing to follow him," King Nun's face dimmed immediately: "It also made the giant dragon look after the descendants with his blood.

Disdainful and unable to escape from the world."

Thales's heart moved and he couldn't help blurting out: "Kings do not respect blood."

The scar on his chest was aching again.

King Nuen moved slightly and showed him a deep and subtle smile.

"I said, you have a 'virtuous king'." He said calmly.

Thales frowned again.

But the next moment, a wave of irritation arose in his heart.

"call out--"

Under the slightly bright sky, Thales subconsciously raised his head.

The guards around the king were much faster than Thales. They had experienced hundreds of battles and instinctively felt something. They all raised their heads.

There seems to be something falling down from the cliff in the sky.

The sound of "whisping" wind came faintly.

The king frowned.

"What is that?" King Nun narrowed his eyes.

Thales immediately stared.

The sins of the Hell River flooded into his eyes like a tide.

What fell from the cliff in the sky was a gray thing.

Thales' eyes followed it as it dropped vertically, watching the thing fall twenty meters above the ground.

"Like... a gray rock?" Thales asked doubtfully.

The battle just now was so fierce that it shook the rock formations of the Sky Cliff down.

Suddenly, the falling gray shadow paused in the air.

The next moment, the gray shadow's trajectory plummeting down the cliff suddenly turned - heading straight towards them!

Thales felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously took a step back.

"No!"

A white-blade guard immediately became vigilant, drew his sword and shouted angrily: "That's not a rock! Police——"

But that gray shadow was coming in an instant - flying above them in the sky!

Thales raised his head in shock, and with the firelight in the hands of the guards, he could clearly see the gray shadow that shot into his eyes instantly.

That's a person.

A man who was wrapped in gray tights from head to toe, and even his forehead was tied tightly with a piece of gray cloth.

Only a pair of narrow eyes were exposed, glowing coldly in Thales' field of vision.

The man jumped in the air above them and released the rope he was holding.

Swing toward them.

Thales trembled all over.

That's...the rock climbing zipline left by Black Sword!

To be used by this man...

The man in gray clothes put his hands behind his back in the air.

"alert!"

The elite White Blade Guards shouted loudly and reacted quickly to surround the king and the two children.

"Don't panic!" King Nuen's voice was loud and audible: "Send the signal..."

But before he could say anything, the next second, the man in the air suddenly stretched out his arms!

Two rays of light shot toward the white-blade guards below.

Thales was pushed back a step by a warrior.

"call out!"

Thales instantly felt a chill on his head, and countless warm liquids sprayed onto his face.

The little slippery man screamed.

Thales was trembling, feeling the salty taste in his mouth, and watched the soldier fall beside him, with a short knife embedded in his neck.

The blood is dripping and the eyes are not open to death.

"Clang!"

A warrior at the front swung his sword to block another ray of light, and then there was a sharp sound of the blade.

The next second, the man in gray fell to the ground at an incredible speed.

"Crack-click!"

The assassin falling from the sky landed on a soldier, knocking him down from his standing position, followed by a terrifying sound of sternum breaking!

The assassin seemed completely unaffected by the impact of landing, and he raised his head sharply.

A pair of narrow eyes with cold light stared intently at Thales.

Thales felt a chill in his heart and his scalp was numb.

The target...is me?

The next moment, the assassin's figure appeared one meter away and rushed towards the two warriors blocking Thales.

"Stop him!"

King Nun, who was tightly surrounded, roared: "Protect him!"

Following his order, the soldiers of the White Blade Guards surrounded the assassin without hesitation, and slashed at the assassin's abdomen, throat and thighs with three streamlined white-handled scimitars!

But the man's figure suddenly turned around, and just as the three blades were about to hit him, he almost jumped into the air.

Shaking his head, tightening his abdomen, and shrinking his legs, he used the most incredible body skills to do a forward somersault, barely avoiding the three people's blades.

Thales was shocked: He seemed to have seen such a movement technique somewhere.

However, nothing he has ever seen... is so neat, fast and incredible!

The man who passed the three people landed firmly on the ground. He turned his hands and two daggers appeared in his hands.

The assassin's double swords crossed in an instant and passed over the last warrior standing in front of Thales.
To be continued...