"Ha," Nicolai laughed out loud, with a sarcastic look on his face: "It's very humorous."

Thales narrowed his eyes.

"Just laugh." The prince said softly.

"But this is my decision," Thales said firmly and without doubt: "And what I will do next is just to inform you."

"Do you want to come together?"

"Northlander?"

When Michael heard this, his expression changed.

Nicolai's face froze.

"Let me tell you, this is really not a good idea."

A calm and mature male voice came.

"If this is the reason why you summoned us, Your Highness." Putilai appeared in their sight with Rolf, Wyatt, Willow, Gennard and others.

The deputy nodded slightly to the prince.

His eyes were full of worry.

Thales turned to his envoy attachés.

"Putilai."

Thales breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened a little: "You have come with me along the way and witnessed so many things. I am very grateful."

"Without your strategies and suggestions, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Putilai frowned and wanted to take out his pipe, but put his hand down halfway.

He looked at Thales with extremely complicated eyes.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Mr. Deputy Envoy hesitated and said with deep meaning: "I know you are unwilling, but I have an obligation to persuade you to give up your unwise decision."

Thales forced himself to laugh twice.

"thank you."

But no matter how hard he tried, his laughter still sounded forced and miserable.

"But I don't want to disappoint them."

Putilai raised his eyes slightly: "Who?"

"Many people." Thales seemed to be in a daze, and he subconsciously said:

"Do you remember Putilai, Wyatt, and Rolf?"

"Remember, most of the private soldiers of Bright Star died in the birch forest, killed by the claws of the vampires and the conspiracy of the nobles?"

"Do you still remember that Baron Mu rushed into the enemy camp with me on his back? Remember that the guards of Kingdom's Wrath sacrificed countless lives in front of the fortress?"

Thales clenched his fists unconsciously, and countless figures flashed before his eyes: "They are all trying to send me into Exeter's territory."

"To eliminate the scourge of war."

"To stop those scum who cheer for war but are extremely indifferent to life."

"For a stable kingdom of stars."

Putilai lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

"What I remember are the White Blade Guards, those many people whom I have never met but who sacrificed their lives for me." Thales came back to his senses.

"As well as Longxiao City, as well as those people in the north who will be implicated by our failure, and the people who will be annihilated again because of war in the future."

"We can't protect ourselves," Putilai unconsciously pinched the three fingers of his right hand as if holding a pipe: "Any impulsive behavior may lead to falling into the dangerous situation that we finally escaped from again, turning the situation into a dangerous situation.

Worse."

Thales looked at his mentor quietly, remembering the scene when they first met beside the carriage.

Oh, no, it was the second meeting - their first meeting was at the West City Gate, and the beggars took the access certificate to the Great Library from Putilai.

Thales smiled.

"But we can't get any worse, can we?"

He said softly:

"Don't forget, I am the murderer of King Nun."

Putilai's expression condensed.

"We have ruined the kingdom's hard-won peace and pushed it into the abyss of war." The second prince shrugged and smiled mockingly: "As you said, when I return to the royal capital,

It’s time for the people from the North to move south in large numbers.”

"The fortress will be burned, the land will be trampled, and human lives will be harvested like straw."

"Thousands of people will curse all of our names."

When recruit Willow heard this, he trembled slightly.

Thales shook his head slightly: "And when we lose the North and our biggest barrier, soon I will face a fragile kingdom full of mourners, bruised and bruised, and in danger for the rest of my life."

"I will become a mediocre and mediocre king, guarding the weak country, waiting for the day when the name of the stars ends in my hands," Thales concluded sadly:

"As the king of a subjugated country..."
Chapter completed!