The girl in military uniform continued: "Conspired together with the Star Mission to harm the Grand Duke of Fengzhao City, His Excellency Conkley Perfitt..."

Huaiya's expression changed drastically in an instant.

"As well as the assassination of the King of Gongju, His Majesty Noon Walton..."

At this moment, all three star people in the field were shocked!

What?

Chloe's emotionless words continued:

"Conspiracy to stage a coup at Exeter..."

"You are under arrest!"

After Chloe finished speaking, she looked at them coldly.

Every time she said something, Cohen and Miranda turned pale.

Huaiya bit her lip tightly.

Miranda quietly looked at her colleague who was training under the same teacher, with a complicated expression on her face.

Cohen's eyes widened and he kept shaking his head, as if he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Put down your weapons and capture them without mercy," Croache, who was standing in front of more than a hundred soldiers, had an unchanged expression. He quickly picked up his sword in his hand and said in a cold voice:

"Death to those who resist."

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"He is worthy of being one of the only White Blade Guards in a thousand." Amidst the applause, a rugged middle-aged nobleman in military uniform separated the crowd and stood in front of Thales and the White Blade Guards. "Such a shrewd and vigilant man, he deserves the title of Dragon Guard."

The White Blade Guards all frowned and exchanged surprised looks.

But no one was as shocked as Star Prince.

"you."

Thales tried his best to control his breathing.

He raised his gaze and looked directly at the man standing in the crowd.

That strange yet familiar person.

The mood is complex and subtle.

This result is both unexpected and irrefutable.

"It's you."

Thales took a deep breath and unconsciously clenched Little Slippery's hand.

The girl looked at him worriedly.

"It was you who, from the beginning, deliberately transported the army to the vicinity of Longxiao City in the name of escorting me."

"I will sneak in secretly and hide in darkness."

Thales only felt that his throat was dry and hoarse, and he struggled to say:

"It's just for this moment."

The rugged noble opposite sneered disdainfully, but there was no expression on his cold face.

"And just now, the person who hired the assassin," Thales turned around with numbness, looked at King Nun who had been dead for a long time, closed his eyes with difficulty and said, "It must be you too."

The breathing of the White Blade Guards gradually became heavier.

The other party was silent, holding a worn old sword sheath on his waist, and said nothing.

"Is it."

Thales opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.

The other party still didn't say a word.

Until the Star Prince took a deep breath, and in the midst of confusion and pain, he spat out the other party's name word by word:

"Dear Duke Heisha..."

"His Excellency Charmaine Lombard?"

The rugged nobleman in military uniform—the Grand Duke of Lombard moved his eyes, cast a sharp gaze, and looked directly at Thales.

Thales felt extremely cold in his heart.

There was silence.

The eyes of the White Blade Guards were full of anger and hatred.

The eyes of the troops led by Heisha were full of indifference and murderous intent.

Until the deep and thick voice of the rugged middle-aged aristocrat Charmaine Lombard sounded like thunder.

"What a pity," the Grand Duke of Black Sand raised his brows and said coldly: "Why did the great born king, His Majesty Nun Walton, pass away unexpectedly tonight?"

"He should stay well in the Palace of Heroes."

Thales clenched his fists, and he felt that the little slippery head was starting to tremble again.

"You know, he is my mother's brother and my relative."

Lumba narrowed his eyes, walked to a place only two meters away from them, and looked at the corner that was tightly surrounded by the angry white-blade guards.

"Losing a loved one - that makes me very sad."

Charmaine Lombard coldly took out his sword from the worn old scabbard at his waist.

"Whoa!"

The sword that he personally put into his brother's chest in a duel.

The "Order Officer" looked at the Grand Duke's movements and waved gently.

The already tense atmosphere seemed to be instantly ignited.

"puff!"

The soldiers in the first row of Heisha took a murderous step forward.

Although the White Blade Guards were few in number, they all hunkered down without showing any signs of weakness, with their long swords resting on the arm shields of their left hands.

"Stand back, traitors of the Black Sand Territory," the senior White Blade Guard warned coldly: "Otherwise you will taste the wrath of the White Blade."

However, the soldiers in the Black Sand Territory remained unmoved.

"Okay," the leader who looked like an order officer chuckled, "We have been looking forward to it for a long time, lords of the royal capital."

The atmosphere is getting more and more tense.

"Can we talk, Your Excellency?"

Thales exhaled and looked at the Grand Duke of Lombard with a complex expression, looking at the huge disparity in the number of people in the field: "About tonight's matter... maybe there are other ways to solve it."

Charmaine Lombard turned his head slightly.

He looked at the Star Prince indifferently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

It's like looking at a corpse.

"Have you forgotten, His Highness Thales?" Grand Duke Lombard raised his eyebrows, his face seemed to be covered with ice that would not melt: "It's not that I haven't talked to you before."

Little Slippery hid behind Thales in fear.

"Unfortunately……"

The second prince frowned and looked at the other party in disbelief.

He remembered their first meeting.

Lumba's face remained calm, he slowly shook his head and said, "Children can't drink."

well.

Thales closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

Damn it.

The next second, Duke Heisha gently pressed his sword and exhaled, with a bottomless coldness in his eyes.

"Move swiftly," the Grand Duke commanded his troops expressionlessly: "Leave no one alive."
Chapter completed!