"For example, you know some secrets that we don't know, and they are located on this prince, so you must find him?"

"Or do you have a better reason, such as that the prince is an impostor?"

"Or is there some secret hidden in Canxing's bloodline? As you said, you were appointed by the late king and have a mission that must be completed?"

Little Barney's eyes held a hint of hope and a hint of pleading.

"Even...he is a scourge that must be eliminated?"

"Such as that?"

Thales's heart skipped a beat again.

But don't know why.

he knows:

He doesn't need to worry.

The place became very quiet.

It reminded Thales of the gutter in the abandoned house where there were only corpses.

Little Barney stared at him with an emotion that he probably didn't know, waiting for Sak'el's answer.

Samir still sneered and looked at everyone with disdain.

The other members had different expressions on their faces.

The atmosphere in the venue became increasingly embarrassing.

"No, we were once brothers in the Guards. We should not have fallen to this point..."

Naki gave up the possibility of communicating directly with Barney Jr., but he did not give up his efforts. Instead, he turned to his colleagues for help, and his tone even contained a hint of pleading:

"Beletti, your position is relatively high, please, say something..."

Even the quick rope could see that this weak soldier was trying to distract everyone's attention, just to delay the arrival of that moment.

Unexpectedly, the sad-faced punishment officer Belletti shook his head:

"According to the rules, the penalty officer cannot interfere with the vanguard officer's wartime decision-making unless ordered by the captain of the guard."

Naji's words stopped for a moment:

"Wartime? But now..."

At this moment, Sak'el, who had been standing numbly and hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and his boring voice sounded again in the Prison of Bones.

"It doesn't matter!"

But this time, his voice held a touch of joy and relief.

The punishment knight looked at his former fellow guardsmen with gentle eyes:

"Naki, Belletti, and Samir."

"It's fine."

He slowly turned his head, and his eyes met little Barney in the air, who had been staring at him.

But there was no spark, just heaviness.

"Someone needs an answer, that's all."

Sak'el said hoarsely.

Unknowingly, Thales' breathing became tense.

He immediately discovered that not only him, but also many members of the Guard were acting a little unstable.

"Thank you, Barney."

Sak'el's tone was very calm, with a hint of gratitude and friendliness, just like a kind and gentle uncle next door.

"Thank you for asking so many questions, and thank you for being willing to ask so many questions."

He looked at little Barney with vague eyes, nodded and said:

"Thank you, thank you for your trust."

The moment he touched the other person's gentle eyes, for some unknown reason, little Barney shook him fiercely.

He trembled unknowingly as he looked at the vaguely majestic target in front of him, whom he had looked up to, envied, and vowed to defeat.

At that moment, Barney's words softened, no longer aggressive, no longer cold and unpleasant:

"Then answer me."

He said with difficulty, with a hint of imploring that was not easy to detect:

"please."

No one spoke.

Sak'el looked at little Barney silently.

He knew, he knew what kind of answer Barney wanted.

but……

Sak'el lowered his head, took a long breath, and showed a comforting smile:

"You already have the answer, don't you."

Little Barney trembled slightly.

Sak'el's eyes swept over each of his colleagues, and finally stopped in the empty void: "Before you meet Samir again, after you are finally sure...that Samir is not that person."

His eyes were a little dull:

"You have your answer."

At this moment, Thales felt many things from the people present, from their suddenly changing breathing and heartbeats.

Relief, pain, daze, surprise, anger, sadness, disdain...

"Sorry for bringing you into this, y'all."

Sak'el raised his head and glanced across the ceiling, but his melancholy frown looked like he was looking up at the sunset:

"But I just have to finish...the unfinished business of the year."

He said in shock.

Little Barney's figure swayed and his chest heaved.

that year……

"Unfinished business?"

He forcibly suppressed the thing in his throat, gritted his teeth and asked:

"What exactly did you do back then, Sak'el?"

"What does it have to do with this child?"

In Thales's eyes, Sak'el was still looking up at the dark ceiling, as if there was his exit there.

The corners of the other person's mouth become more and more curved.

He gently raised his hand, touched his forehead, and forced out a clumsy smile that seemed to be made by hand.

In a trance, there was a sense of sadness with tears in the laughter.

"That's right."

Sak'el spoke quietly, as if telling a bedtime story:

"Barney, the answer you've been searching for for so many years...is right here."

Thales frowned and stared at the punishment knight.

so……

Under the complicated and profound gazes of everyone, Sak'el took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

"Eighteen years ago..."

Thales' nerves became tense.

"The one who falsely conveyed the crown prince's order in Fuxing Palace and specifically transferred you from the Hall of Stars to create a gap..."

"So that Shadow Shield and Thaliton can assassinate the late king's men..."

"And the person who later deliberately led the team out of the palace and left the crown prince with the assassins..."

The punishment knight slowly pulled his palm and combed his forehead hair to the top of his head and back of his head, exposing the ugly mark on his forehead to the air.

He lowered his head and looked at everyone.

Without the coverage of his forehead hair, the features on the face of the Punishment Knight Commander became sharper and more menacing.

While everyone was waiting shudderingly, his words became more and more indifferent:
To be continued...