Thinking of this, he subconsciously tightened the jc dagger behind his waist.

The dagger brought from the abandoned house.

His past.

his past.

After a few seconds, Thales looked silent and shook his head.

"I don't know." He said sternly.

"What do you think?"

Kuaisheng laughed.

"Same as you," the former prince knocked on the wall and leaned forward stiffly: "I don't know either."

"But I know...how this will end."

Kuaisheng's eyes were focused and bright.

"I don't know how Suril died, and no one told me what happened in that strange hunt, but since I became the damn heir, I think I understand: Suril is destined to welcome him

The end of."

"It's not because of a certain person, a conspiracy, or an accident, but because he sits in this seat, and because Suriel is born into this profession. In it, his decisiveness, ruthlessness, and ambition are all signs. When

He is used to moving forward in the dark, maneuvering in tricks, going back and forth in politics, wielding swords on the battlefield, climbing snow peaks in the wind and frost of the dragon kingdom... Then he will die from this one day, or later,

Sooner or later, either this time or next time, his way of life will one day come back and swallow up his life."

Thales took a deep breath.

It rolls back and devours life.

The words of Death Crow's evaluation of Suriel were still vivid in his mind, but Kuaisheng's words gave him more understanding.

"This has nothing to do with your strength, Thales. On the contrary, the greater your strength and power, the tighter the chain will be, the deeper it will be, and the more difficult it will be to break free."

Kuaisheng looked at him coldly: "Just like our father."

"Like Charmaine Rumba now."

The room became quiet again.

A corpse and two people with special identities, just like this, relatively speechless under the moonlight and lamplight.

"That's it?"

After a moment, Thales spoke with difficulty.

"Is this why you changed?"

"Is that all the reason you ran away?"

Thales let go of the dagger from his waist and sighed: "Whether it's King Nun or Perfit, when they tell me your story, there is always a girl involved."

The fast rope moved slightly.

He moved away from the wall and sat upright without realizing it.

"If you heard it from them," a rare smile without a hint of haze appeared on Kuaisheng's face, "probably there is nothing good to say."

Thales raised his eyebrows: "So?"

Kuai Sheng paused for a moment, then looked at the Star Prince with a strange look, his tone was deep and gentle.

"Tales, you are not old, but...have you ever fallen in love with someone, or been loved by someone?"

Just listen to Kuaisheng saying calmly: "Sometimes, young feelings are more unforgettable."

Thales just wanted to shake his head.

But at that moment, he remembered a voice.

It was a soft and pleasant female voice that only appeared in the fragments.

His body stiffened, stopping him from shaking his head.

That voice made him tremble and suffer unconsciously every time it appeared.

That voice whose master's name he could never recall.

she?

Thales trembled slightly.

"Maybe," Thales said subconsciously, nodding in a daze: "Maybe."

she.

The moonlight shines in the room, as if gently caressing the two silent people.

Kuaisheng looked at the prince for a long time, and finally showed a faint smile.

"very nice."

Quick Rope crossed his arms, looked away from Thales, and looked at the moonlight outside the broken window.

"Whether someone cares about you or is cared about by someone..."

Just listen to his faint voice:
Chapter completed!