The air inside and outside the cell seemed to solidify, and the prisoners and prison robbers tasted different bitterness in it.

In the end, Samir's expression moved as if he was from another world.

"I don't understand." He said quietly.

Thacker smiled.

"Huh, I don't understand either."

The punishment knight seemed to slowly come back to his senses. He folded his arms and sunk his face into the darkness.

"Let's go, you don't belong here, you don't have to be here, you are not the one who deserves to be blamed."

Sak'el slowly stretched out his hand and pointed to the empty corner outside the cell again, as if there was really someone there:

"Not the one who should face him here."

It seemed like a long time passed before Samir turned around with difficulty, like a hibernating animal suddenly waking up.

No longer looking at the Punishment Knight.

Samir took a deep breath, as if he wanted to swallow all the unexpressed anger and grievances into his chest.

"I told you," Ricky tapped the hilt of his sword lightly on the other side, as if he didn't care:

"Those who face the past cannot find the answer."

Finally, under Ricky's gaze, Samir took steps and walked towards the way he came with a feeling of regret or relief.

Leave Sak'el's cell behind.

Thales stared at his back and frowned tightly.

"What are you waiting for, Your Highness?"

Ricky chuckled, as if calling a child to eat:

"The show is over."

To his surprise, Thales did not follow up, but raised a pair of eyes that had become alert at some point and looked at Ricky.

"So this is your goal?"

"This secret?"

Thales leaned down and picked up the extinguished torch on the ground. Looking at the warm substance on it, he could vaguely identify thin flakes of ashes.

Ricky frowned imperceptibly.

The prince slowly raised his head and exhaled softly under the firelight as Samir walked further and further away: "Then what?"

Samir's footsteps stopped, and he also noticed Thales' performance.

"Then, let's go home." Ricky looked at Thales coldly, not satisfied with the latter's uncooperative appearance.

"Unless you still want to have a drink with the man who killed your uncle?"

Thales sighed heavily.

so.

Right in front of us is the final step for this group of people.

Perhaps as suspected, there is another exit in the Prison of Bones, which can completely avoid the surveillance of the camp.

After this, he has no way to go except through their claws.

Thales took a deep breath and whispered to himself: "I'm ready."

I'm ready.

The next second, His Royal Highness the Prince raised his head with a bright smile:

"Hey, can we discuss it?"

Thales looked at the torch with only a wooden stick in his hand and scratched his head in frustration: "I mean, look, since you have got what you want, and I, as a weak boy..."

Ricky shook his head slightly and accepted his words without any doubt:

"That's what we want too."

Thales was speechless.

I saw Ricky walking forward slowly, with a faint hint of threat:

"Even more than our original goal."

Thales couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He had to sigh: "But, you know, whether it is the kingdom or the secret department, they will not let you leave the camp easily."

Samuel walked back and looked with Ricky at Thales, who seemed intent on negotiating.

"They won't," Ricky snorted:

"But they don't know."

Thales showed a helpless smile and spread his hands: "But..."

"What if they knew?"

Under the light of Samuel's fire, Ricky frowned slightly:

"What's the meaning?"

Thales showed his big white teeth and smiled shyly.

"What I mean is, what if the Kingdom's Secret Department knew your actions clearly and clearly from beginning to end?"

Ricky was slightly startled at first, then his face darkened:

"you……"
Chapter completed!