"I've already made arrangements for leaving the city and asked some friends to help me. Although I don't have the manpower to ensure it, it shouldn't be a problem."

Thales hummed, but then he remembered something.

"What about after leaving the city?"

The prince frowned and said: "I can guarantee that if such a big thing happens, the road south of Longxiao City will be full of checkpoints, and every boy of thirteen or fourteen years old will be strictly guarded."

"The same is probably true for the Welland Territory and the Black Sand Territory. In order to prevent me from returning to the stars, the area around Broken Dragon Fortress will definitely be under martial law again and even a bird cannot fly over."

"How do I get back to the stars?"

This time, Putilai and Raphael exchanged glances again, and both of them seemed to be smiling.

"Yes, Lumba will not let you freely cross the black sand territory," Putilai smiled and shook his head: "So, no, we will not go south."

"Aren't you going south?"

Thales thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Well, in other directions... going north is impossible, unless I want to go to the Quegur Glacier to seek refuge with the orcs. So, I can either go east, trek thousands of miles, and pass through Fengzhao

Arrive at Elk City and take a boat south to the stars..."

But in front of Thales who was thinking hard, Putilai just raised a finger and waved it gently, interrupting him.

"No, we are also going east, let alone taking a boat," Raphael next to him snorted: "Neither of them."

He said firmly: "You go west."

Thales was slightly startled.

"west?"

Raphael's expression remained unchanged and he continued to nod: "First enter the territory of Qiyuan City, then go south to the desert, turn east from the desert, and reach the Western Wasteland of the Stars."

etc.

Thales retrieved from his memory the words Quaid often used to threaten them when he was a beggar in an abandoned house a long time ago:

[Son of a bitch, tomorrow! Tomorrow I will sell this little brat like you to the desert! Go and feed the Barren Skeleton Man!]

"Going south to the desert?"

Thales frowned in disbelief: "That chaotic desert full of sand bandits, gangsters, criminals, and even the Bone Tribe and orcs?"

"That terrifying, bloody, complicated, dangerous desert that even the ancient empires couldn't conquer, and full of strange legends?"

Raphael didn't speak, just looked at him steadily.

The prince clicked his tongue and repeated the adverb three times: "Then going south to the Black Sand Territory will be much, much more difficult. Are you serious?"

Putilai chuckled.

"Yes, Your Highness, what you need to pass through," the thin young man sighed, "is a certain part of the chaotic desert that was once full of sand bandits, gangsters, criminals, and even the Bone Tribe and orcs...

"

Thales instantly caught the key word.

His brain seemed to shut down for a moment, then restart instantly.

"Wait a minute," he opened his mouth in surprise, "you mean 'once'?"

once?

No way.

That means

A wonderful idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

Thales' eyes were distracted, and his breathing began to quicken uncontrollably.

At that moment, his heart skipped a beat.

The prince suddenly raised his head and stared at the smiling Putilai with a nervous tone.

"Putilai."

"The Star Kingdom's army...two thousand cavalry or something, they crossed the Blade Tooth Dune Camp, crossed a small part of the desert, and arrived at the junction of Qiyuan City and the Freedom Alliance..."

Listening to the prince's words, Putilai laughed again.

Thales looked at his expression and felt more and more certain.

He finally asked in shock: "They are not going to support the Freedom Alliance, are they?"

Raphael snorted and turned his head.

"Of course not," Putilai took over the conversation, put away his smile, and said calmly: "Freedom Alliance? Humph."

He shook his head and said disdainfully: "If those people can't get the friendship of the dragon, then why do they think they can get the friendship of the stars?"

Thales opened his eyes as wide as possible.

"So, the army of stars, their purpose, they are, they are..."

Raphael shook his head and was speechless.

Putilai snorted and sighed: "That's right."

At that moment, Thales finally understood.

The army of Star Kingdom...

they are……

they are……

"I see."

The prince leaned against the wall weakly and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, his mood was not complicated, mixed with suddenness and sadness, and relief after realizing it:

"I still feel strange, in Gilbert's letter, why Ms. Ji Ni, who has always been resolute, actually told me to 'eat more bitter herbs from the Western Wilderness', oh, the bitter herbs from the Western Wilderness, oh, the Western Wilderness

, what she means is..."

Thales smiled bitterly, his tone was difficult, and he was so full of emotions that he couldn't speak for a while.

Putilai looked at the prince's expression, nodded slowly, and took over his words:

"Yes, for more than a month, thousands of star soldiers set out from the Western Wasteland and marched northwest. As an unrivaled force in the desert, they swept the northeastern part of the great desert regardless of the cost, sweeping away Exeter and

The desert area between the stars..."

He let out a long sigh: "As for Qiyuan City, since Ronny thinks that we are going to interfere with the Freedom Alliance, then all his heavy troops will be placed on the western border to guard the direction of the Freedom Alliance, so that he will have no time to take care of the east and the desert.

internal……"

Thales closed his eyes gently.

Putilai's voice continued in his ears: "As for those soldiers of the stars, the reason why they went deep into the desert regardless of the cost or casualties was to drive away and eliminate all threats from the sand bandits, orcs, and desolate bone tribes on the road.

, and also forced Qiyuan City to shrink its troops, the reason why they did this..."

"It's for you, the second prince, the heir to the kingdom in the North."

At that moment, Thales felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

for me.

Send troops westward, deep into the desert...

for me!

No one can understand how he feels at this moment.

"As long as we leave Longxiao City..."

Putilai's voice was still calm, but underneath his words there was a thrilling edge that belonged exclusively to the Shield of the Western Continent:

"From Qiyuan City to the Western Wilderness Territory, whether it is the powerful Northerners who threaten us, or the once insurmountable chaotic desert, whether it is the army, checkpoints, bandits, orcs, all obstacles have been completely cleared."

"Only Xingchen's own army and flag are left, waiting for your return."

At that moment, Thales gritted his teeth gently and looked tense.

Putilai said calmly but without losing his spirit: "Under the tens of millions of soldiers, under the countless officials working day and night, under the strength of the kingdom that is gradually recovering..."

"Your Highness Thales."

"From now on, your journey back home begins."
Chapter completed!