As his identity changes, he travels, and his knowledge increases (whether he wants it or not), Thales gradually touches the pulse of the Bloody Year from different angles:

The deep silence in the Bright Star Tomb, the desperate roar of the Duke of the North in the Renaissance Palace, the silent condolences at Lyman Pass, the nostalgia for the old days in the eyes of veteran Gennard, the cheerful and heavy eyes of the Fortress Flower,

Soldier Willow talks about his dead sister's despair, the lonely back of the Kingdom's Wrath under the setting sun, the coldness and loneliness of the Ghost Prince's Tower, and Marina's pale and trembling voice when she confesses her love.

Too many people are trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Thales thought that he was beginning to understand the cruel side of the Bloody Year.

Until now.

Until now, the members of the Royal Guards met again in the Prison of Bones, and there was cruel and ruthless suspicion and confrontation between them.

This is the year of blood.

An eternal nightmare that envelopes everyone, as if they can never wake up.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Little Barney's sad laughter broke Thales' heavy thoughts.

Unexpectedly, little Barney's face was no longer gloomy and sad.

Only the smile remains.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Numb, stagnant, fake and indifferent smile.

Like a clown in a circus.

Just like the smiling faces they painted with paint.

A slightly unsettling smile.

No one knows what is hidden under the curve of that smile.

Thales' heart felt stinging at the sight.

"I see!"

Little Barney laughed and said loudly and desolately.

"Alan, Walker, Bobby, Morian, Larrey, King, 'Skull', Rogo..."

He nervously murmured a name that was unfamiliar to Thales. Without even looking at the people around him, he just stretched out his arms towards the dark ceiling and said with a crazy smile:

"Eighteen years of imprisonment, so much bloodshed, so long persistence...it turns out that it means nothing."

Little Barney smiled so much that the mark on his face curled up a little:

"We, what are we fighting for? What are we living for? What are we dying for?"

No one could answer him.

Naji stared at him coldly, while Samir snorted softly in his nose.

Sak'el seemed to have turned into a sculpture, remaining silent amidst Naki's accusations, Samir's confession and Little Barney's questioning.

Taldin and others looked distracted and lost hope.

Thales shook his head and gave a negative reply to Quick Rope's questioning look.

Little Barney's laughter gradually became stagnant and unintelligible, and he fell down again.

"for what?"

Belletti stared blankly at the former Chief Pioneer Officer.

"Barney..."

He spoke awkwardly, as if he wanted to comfort Barney, who seemed completely out of sorts, but the words reached his lips and he found it difficult to speak.

But the next moment, Barney's actions shocked him greatly!

Ta la!

Little Barney, who had had enough laughter, put away his arc and grabbed the long sword that fell to the ground!

Everyone was shocked.

Even Sak'el looked up.

Little Barney's eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.

He placed the blade on his palm.

He stared intently at the sword that had gone through several battles and had a curled edge and a missing edge.

Then he turned the sword blade...

own neck.
Chapter completed!