Thales smiled, "I know that for a certain reason, you will never tell me about my identity until you die, and you are already prepared to keep it secret afterward, and then die willingly in their hands."

Thales turned his head and glanced at the guards behind him. Many of them were still immersed in surprise and suspicion.

Little Barney was stunned

"us?"

Thales ignored him and turned back to the knight and sighed.

"They respect me, so yes, they'll resent you."

"again."

Sacher was stunned.

"If I don't tell you, the misunderstanding you have finally solved will deepen again after I die."

Thales' expression looked a little sad when he said this.

"Once again, you will be abandoned, hated, and regarded as a madman and a traitor by your once most cherished companions."

"You will die carrying their resentment."

Little Barney and others watched the conversation between the two in surprise.

Sak'el was completely frozen in place.

After a long while, he gasped and spoke.

"I do not understand."

Thales snorted lightly, as if he had figured something out.

"Sak'el, in order to serve the kingdom, defend the royal family, protect your companions, and protect your beliefs," Thales said sadly with a heavy heart.

"In the past eighteen years, you have obviously carried so much past and paid such a heavy price..."

Thales raised his head and looked into the void, as a dazzling silver figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The hero who has been forgotten by the world.

And the voice that seems to ring in my heart

I've been dead for a long time... a long time... so long that I don't even remember how long...

Thales was a little lost.

The scene of that silver figure standing in the bottomless darkness, facing countless dead souls alone, emitting both great and small light, seemed to appear in front of him again.

That figure spent countless years alone, sacrificing himself, shouldering the greatest selfless mission, and protecting the people and things he once loved most.

But no one has ever known or understood it.

But he still smiled, had no complaints or resentment, did not ask for help, and remained calm and content with himself.

May the mountains embrace your footsteps, and may the earth bless your journey.

Thales took a deep breath, pulled his spirit out of the nihilistic past, and tried to return to the present.

Return to the Punishment Knight.

"But you've never been understood."

"there has never been."

"Eighteen years have passed, and you have been able to bear the burden and face the price alone from beginning to end."

Thales's mood sank and his face turned slightly gloomy.

Just like that unknown lone hero.

Even if he is buried deep in the ground, he will not hesitate to ignite himself and dispel the darkness where there is no light and hope.

Even if he couldn't afford to sink, he still tried his best to reach up and lift those who had lost their feet and drowned to see the light of day again.

Even though the past has passed, he is still stubborn and persistent, sticking to his original commitment to the past.

No one knows.

No one cares.

Never ending.

There is never forgiveness.

Thank you for bringing her greetings.

He looked at Sak'el seriously, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"The worst thing is that in the end, the Punishment Knight is still misunderstood, hated, detested, ignored, and misunderstood as a traitor, a madman, and a villain by the people he cares about and cherishes the most."

Thales whispered, and the guards behind him reacted with different expressions.

But all of them had their blank gaze fixed on Sak'el.

Thacker breathed in a daze.

"The story of your life is all about others, Sak'el, the kingdom, the guards, brothers, responsibilities, missions... Your shoulders carry everything," Thales said here, paused slightly, and there was a concealment in his voice.

Constant fatigue and sadness

"But you are the only one without yourself."

Sak'el's right hand holding the weapon shook slightly.

Thales let out a long sigh and said dejectedly

"Everything you do is unknown and unappreciated."

"You can only sit alone and silently count the past in countless cold nights. The only comfort is the faith in your heart..."

"Even the final ending and death..."

Thales' voice was very soft.

"Although you don't care, but..."

Thales's quiet tunnel

"That makes me a little sad."

Sak'el gasped in a daze and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

"Sacher."

Taylor paused for a moment, then said slowly, "You have already shouldered too much, and you should not continue to be misunderstood and hated."

A few seconds later.

"Pointless."

Sak'el's trembling and hoarse voice spread

"Do you think you did something smart? Pity me? Influence me? Shake me?"

The punishment knight lowered his head slightly, his eyes hidden in the darkness under his eyebrows. He suddenly clenched the ax handle and gritted his teeth.

"you are wrong."

Sak'el suppressed his tone, but could not suppress the trembling on his arm, which was caused by pain or mood.

"What you are doing now means nothing to me."

Thales exhaled and looked at the darkness between Sak'el's brows.

"But it means something to me."

He lowered his head, with sadness and sigh in his tone.

"to us."

Sacher was startled again.

"you?"

Thales nodded, his smile a little bitter.

"My family, Bright Star."

A second later, Sak'el's chest began to rise and fall visibly to the naked eye!

Thales raised his head again

"If I guess correctly, it was the late King Eddie who appointed you as the watchman of the royal guard."

"It's the same guy who got you involved in the internal strife of his family and ruined your entire life."

"But King Kessel cruelly and unfairly imprisoned you, causing you to end up in this situation today."

Thales' eyes dimmed and he sighed and knocked on his chest.

"As for eighteen years later, another bright star suddenly broke in, breaking your tranquility and rekindling your nightmare eighteen years ago."

Thales tried to look at each other with the most indifferent eyes
To be continued...