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Chapter 307 Death Crow(2/3)

The brown-haired knight stopped smiling and his expression changed.

"Oh, God," the knight looked at the Faller with a disappointed expression:

"Your sense of humor is still the same shit."

Thales listened to their conversation strangely and began to doubt the relationship between the two.

Who is that brown-haired knight...

Nicolai looked at him quietly.

"How many years?" Meteorite said softly.

The brown-haired knight's smile slowly disappeared.

"Eighteen years," he smoothed his brown hair and hummed, "We haven't seen each other in eighteen years since I went back to Qiyuan City."

The Fallen Star nodded slowly.

But the expression of the brown-haired knight suddenly became vivid again.

"I guess you still don't have a mother-in-law, right?"

"And with your status, it is impossible for you to commit suicide in a big way, and the noble ladies probably don't like you," the brown-haired knight looked at Nicolai with disgust, and showed a meaningful smirk: "Don't

Tell me, in these eighteen years you still solved it with your hands!"

At this time, his companions behind him coughed unnaturally.

Nicolai remained motionless, staring at the brown-haired knight who said the obscene words.

Until he also curled up the corners of his mouth and laughed suppressedly.

Nicolai's laughter and the brown-haired knight's laughter gradually overlapped, as if they had laughed at each other countless times.

Thales looked at the meteorite's smile strangely. As far as he knew, apart from sneers and evil smiles, Nikolai, who had a dead face, rarely had other smiles.

The next second, Nicolai and the brown-haired knight waved their right hands almost at the same time!

Hit the opponent!

What?

The moment Thales' eyes shrank, as if he had experienced a tacit understanding of cooperation thousands of times, his two palms clasped together fiercely in the air!

Snapped!

Nicolai held the opponent's hand tightly, with a rare smile on his lips:

"It's nice to meet you, Big Mouth."

"Hahahaha," the brown-haired knight looked up to the sky and laughed, making his mouth even bigger:

"Each other, stab each other in the head!"

Thales looked at the two people's actions in surprise. It seemed that his previous guess was wrong.

Their relationship...

Not averagely good.

After all, not everyone can ridicule and tease the famous Fallen Star without any scruples.

That brown-haired knight...who is he?

This guy was dispatched as a member of the Qiyuan City Mission, which means that Grand Duke Ronnie...

Nicolai and the brown-haired knight let go of each other and walked side by side towards the palace gate.

The people in Qiyuan City seemed to be relieved and followed suit.

The brown-haired knight raised his head and looked at everything in the Palace of Heroes, with a lot of emotion in his expression, as if he was revisiting his old place.

"So, I heard that you single-handedly killed the leader six years ago?"

The meteorite's face instantly turned cold.

"That's right, plus some help from Byrne and you." Nicolai said softly.

"Me?" the brown-haired knight thought thoughtfully: "Sure enough, you used the secret I told you?"

"Yeah," the meteorite's face seemed to be a little paler: "And I'm not proud of it, not to mention that he was seriously injured at the time."

silence.

The two of them kept walking, but the conversation came to a slight stagnation in the subtle atmosphere.

"I understand that feeling." After a few seconds, the knight said calmly.

"When the boss recruited us into the guard, you probably didn't expect that this day would come."

Nicolai said nothing.

The brown-haired knight raised his head and looked at the cliff in the sky on the top of the Palace of Heroes. His eyes focused on the statue of Nekaru, and he sighed: "It's unimaginable. In the blink of an eye, we are almost fifty."

Guard.

Boss.

Thales moved slightly: he had already guessed the identity of this knight.

"Everyone will grow old," Nicolai whispered with deep meaning, "whether he is a king or a commoner."

"Speaking of this, in the past year, my chest has been hurting whenever it rains." The brown-haired knight seemed to be a chatterbox. Although Nicolai was taciturn, he still kept chattering: "You also have a similar problem.

What’s wrong with you?”

Nicolai shook his head: "I guess it was left at the outpost when you were young. You stayed in the snow pit for too long."

But for some reason, Thales didn't feel any sense of disobedience when he saw the normally taciturn Nicolai with his arms folded walking alongside the chattering knight with exaggerated movements, casually making common combinations.

Just like they are.

"A long time ago, a military doctor named Ramon told me," the brown-haired knight said while picking his ears roughly: "After the age of forty, our physical strength will decline significantly, and the body will begin to gradually...

With aging, some problems will appear. God, I laughed at him at that time..."

Nicolai sneered: "But at the same time, our experience and skills will gradually increase and settle, our emotions will gradually become more stable, we will get rid of impulse and madness, and make up for the degradation of our bodies."

"So, compared with those young people in their twenties and thirties, when we are forty years old, our experience and physical strength are balanced, which is the most powerful and terrifying stage for a veteran." The meteorite shaker shook his head: "Don't listen to this.

If you are a liar, you will belittle yourself."

"No, no, no, that military doctor said that once you are over fifty..." the brown-haired knight disagreed:

"No matter how much our skills and experience increase, they can never make up for the lack of physical strength and physical degradation. Every injury is a serious injury that is difficult to recover from. The problems left in youth are more like the curse of the tarsal bones that will accompany you from now on.

From when I wake up and open my eyes to when I lie down and close my eyes, it does not stop..."

Nicolai snorted lightly.

They were getting closer and closer to the palace gate.

"Although most of them are newcomers, I saw Gaira and Lum," the knight's eyes swept across the Grand Duke's guards on both sides of the palace gate: "Where is Byrne? He is not among us except you and Isaiah.

Besides, is Lord Michael the person with the best career in officialdom? Lord Michael is engaged in officialdom?”

He knows Michael, and he also knows the veterans who were once the White Blade Guards. Thales thought silently.

The identity of that knight has already been revealed.

"Byrne left," Nicolai said calmly: "The injury was too serious six years ago and I can no longer do anything."

The brown-haired knight rolled his eyes slightly with an interesting expression: "Really, so serious?"

"Six years ago, Longxiao City lost more than just a king," Meteorite said lightly: "Sometimes, inner wounds are more difficult to heal than physical wounds."

In front of the palace gate, the brown-haired knight stopped.

"I have a feeling, Pitou," he looked at Nicolai with interest: "You are different from before, you seem to be less annoying."

"And you are still as annoying as before." Nicolai retorted mercilessly.

The knight laughed loudly: "This is how we live up to our reputation of 'double-edged shame'!"

Thales almost frowned after listening to their conversation. It was unimaginable that someone could actually talk to Nicolai...

When Thales was distracted, the brown-haired knight and Nicolai had walked in front of him unknowingly.

"So, this is our dear Prince of the Stars?" The brown-haired knight looked at the prince with interest.

Thales breathed out: "Hello, I am Thales Bright Star."

The brown-haired knight lowered his head and looked at the prince carefully.

However, the moment the brown-haired knight's light eyes stared at Thales, the prince suddenly became excited!

A dangerous trembling feeling spread from Thales's back to his shoulders.

The river of sin began to roll over.

Thales looked back at the brown-haired knight with a solemn face, raising the alertness in his heart to the highest level: This is a feeling that even when facing an enemy with Nicolai, he would not have it.

what happened?
To be continued...
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