"In the name of my father, Gilbert Castle, you will never try to separate me from the prince!"

Dean looked at him in disbelief, as if he was meeting a new member of the team for the first time.

Thales's face twitched.

"Kasuo?"

Russell's expression moved and he said suspiciously:

"Are you the son of Xingchen Cunning Fox?"

Kuai Rope, who was still panicking at first, became elated when he heard this.

But he still kept a straight face, ignoring the weird looks in Thales and Dean's eyes, and finished his words despite everyone's questions:

"Exactly!"

Kuai Sheng said solemnly with a righteous face: "Do you miss him, or do you miss the "Fortress Peace Treaty"? Northerners who don't have a long memory?"

Thales on the side could only cover his forehead and sigh deeply.

Russell stared at the fast rope for a long time before grinning.

"very good."

"Then let's tie up this young Master Castle," Exeter's former diplomatic envoy sneered:

"It will be very useful."

Thales noticed that the fast rope beside him secretly let out a big sigh of relief.

"Well done, dear Wyatt Castle, I can't help but applaud you," Thales sarcastically said without moving his lips: "What's the next step?"

Marina and Sunny signaled, and several mercenaries immediately followed them. Clay put away his sword and retreated, letting these people get closer to Thales and the other two.

"Next step?"

Quick Rope raised his eyebrows: "We... Dean, do you have any other secret weapons?"

"No matter what weapons I have," Dean said sarcastically in a low voice, holding back his anger and watching the enemies around him getting closer and closer, "after being strangled once and put into a sack, it's useless.

.”

Kuaisheng curved his mouth with a serious expression to show understanding.

Thales listened to their questions and answers and sighed.

Then, all that's left is...

"Wait a moment."

Thales raised his palm and stopped it in front of the mercenaries.

"If I am really that important, Ricky," Prince Star raised his head, took a step forward, and shouted to Ricky: "Then are you going to hand me over to Shadow Shield or King Charmaine?"

Thales glanced at the drill and then at Russell:

"In order for your next actions to go smoothly, maybe you should please Shadow Shield now, right?"

"To prevent them from stumbling upon you?"

Ricky frowned and looked at him.

Russell snorted angrily, but the drill beside him smiled and shook his head, pressing the former's words.

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. We have already made an agreement." The driller spread his hands from a distance, as if he had seen through Thales' sinister intentions: "Under our careful care, you will first visit our branch for a while.

Time, after we clear up some misunderstandings, we can safely send you back to Exeter..."

Thales' nerves slowly became tense.

But right now.

"No," Ricky raised his eyes, interrupted the drill, and said coldly: "This prince will be guarded by us."

This sentence seemed to freeze the entire atmosphere.

Thales breathed out.

He achieved his goal.

The driller's eyes narrowed.

"What?"

Ricky's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly faced the driller's rhetorical question, as if the other party had not spoken.

The driller showed a confused smile: "I don't, I don't understand?"

Russell also looked surprised.

"He made it clear enough," the masked man behind Ricky said to them unceremoniously: "Until the goal is accomplished, the prince must remain in our hands."

The drill boy raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.

"But, this prince is our target." He pointed at Thales, still smiling.

Ricky shook his head: "But it's not ours."

The driller and Russell looked at each other and changed their expressions at the same time.

"That prince is a mercenary on the terms we have negotiated." Russell maintained his restraint, but even the fast rope could hear that he was trying to suppress his emotions: "We get him, and we will help you break into the Prison of Bones.

.”

Ricky, Clay and the masked man exchanged glances and laughed together.

"But he's here now."

"Your goal is close at hand, but our mission has yet to be completed," Ricky said steadily, with a solemn look in his eyes: "How do I know that you and the people you arranged outside will keep your promises and fulfill the agreement?

"

He glanced at the drill and Russell:

"How do I know that you won't burn bridges across the river, become ruthless, and use us as bait to lure the enemy to escape and sell us out to a whole camp of Starmen after you get out?"

Russell no longer cared about his image, he strode forward and glared at Ricky.

"You shouldn't doubt Exeter's promise." Exeter said coldly.

But as if it was prepared for him, the masked man took a step forward at the right time and stopped in front of Russell.

The mercenaries became nervous again, and they moved quietly to block the way of the two guests.

"Based on the character of the Kinslayer King?" The masked man replied with hostility: "Don't overestimate yourselves, people of Exeter."

Russell looked around with a cold look in his eyes: "Aha, I smell the stink of the Star People."

Ricky clapped his hands gently to stop this little conflict.

"I don't doubt your promise, Baron Vader," Ricky said calmly, but looked directly at the driller with a complicated expression: "But I don't believe him."

"Don't trust Teng's deputy or Teng's student."

"I don't believe anyone who dares to betray even Teng."

The boy's expression froze slightly.

"So this prince remains in our hands and will be guarded by us until you complete the part of the cooperation you agreed on."

"Until we get what we want."

Russell turned around and glanced at the silent driller with a frown.

The drill took a breath and opened the corner of his mouth.

"You know……"

"Tonight, I summoned so many people at short notice and ventured back to the camp to meet with you at all costs and propose cooperation. I did not do it to cause harm or to harm both of you."

Zhuozi spread his hands and said with a pleasant smile but with deep meaning: "I am here to prevent your plan from conflicting with our goal... resulting in a conflict between the two, resulting in a loss for both parties."

Ricky snorted slightly.

"so?"

"So, dear Crassus," the driller lowered his head, his tone gradually tightened, and his eyes gradually became colder: "When you grasp our goal but are greedy and refuse to let go, you are wasting my efforts today.

, destroying the bridge of our cooperation.”

"And the conflict of goals that brings us to each other."

"You know, we still have many resources that can help you, such as the defense of the Bone Prison?"

Ricky's smile slowly disappeared.

"Threat?" Clay on the side sneered and showed his sword hilt: "Very good, this is what you should be like, Shadow."

The atmosphere in the venue became tense again.

"Really? You guys?" Russell gritted his teeth as he saw that the situation was slowly going wrong, and reluctantly slapped his thigh: "Oh, please!"

Thales gritted his teeth and observed the situation, thinking about how to add more fire.
To be continued...