"And just now, I specifically mentioned the Bone Prison to both of you."

Roman and Ricky were stunned again, recalling what happened just now.

Thales sighed:

"Williams, you are indifferent to the strange fact that he appeared here with the prisoners in the black cell, and you turned a blind eye to why the black cell was breached."

"Ricky, you are not worried about Samuel who is also branded. It seems that you are confident that even if Samuel's identity is exposed, you will be able to escape unscathed."

"And you seem to have forgotten at the same time, the damn exit from the Prison of Bones that we just walked out of?"

"look?"

Thales raised the dried meat in his hand and bit into his mouth:

"There are so many doubts and strange things that things have become very clear."

At first, Roman and Ricky would exchange glances, exchange dissatisfaction and anger, and even open their mouths.

But as Thales spoke more and more and his arguments became more solid, they no longer looked at each other and just looked at the ground blankly.

Thales pointed at Ricky with the bitten tip of the meat jerky, and then at Roman:

"You two have been colluding from the beginning to the end, from when you obtained the key to the dark cell without any obstacles, to when he stood here and watched the Sabertooth camp burning."

Thales spoke for a long time, looked at the almost petrified expressions of the two people opposite him, and finally nodded with satisfaction, grabbed the water bag and took a sip.

The two were silent.

Time seems to have passed by for centuries.

Finally, Legend Wing closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

He stretched out his hand towards Ricky and spread his palm flat.

On the other side, the leader of the Sword of Disaster looked at the young man unwillingly, and with an expression as if he had eaten something, he took out the crystal green rectangular bar that Thales was so familiar with from his arms.

key.

Thales smiled.

"You deserve to be from Fuxing Palace," Roman said coldly as he took the key to the dark cell from Ricky's hand:

"Innate cunning."

Thales raised his eyebrows and took the last bite of dried meat into his mouth.

"No, this is just simple observation and reasoning," he said vaguely:

"I think as long as a normal person can see it."

These words made Roman's expression even more ugly.

Ricky beside him let out a long sigh.

"key?"

He laughed helplessly, humming and shaking his head:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Just because of a damn key?"

Ricky's laughter stopped, he gritted his teeth and exhaled, looking at Roman angrily and dissatisfied:

"So I told you, you can't ignore this just because few people know the truth about the black jail. At least there will be a drama of theft, but your damn self-esteem..."

Roman snorted back:

"And you brought a large group of 'tourists' in for free, and then showed off the keys in front of everyone for five minutes?"

Thales looked sideways at the argument between the two.

them……

We know each other better than we thought.

While his thoughts were wandering, Legend Wings turned his head and looked at Thales.

"So there you have it, 'Prince'."

Baron Williams said coldly:

"We destroyed the Blade Tooth Camp."

At that moment, being stared at by his sharp and deep eyes, Thales felt a chill running down his spine.

Legend Wing looked up and looked around, making a pause gesture to his subordinates who were eagerly waiting for him.

"Then how dare you expose our conspiracy unscrupulously?"

Roman lowered his head, paying attention to his surroundings while speaking threateningly:

"Do you really think that the Nameless One can protect you?"

Ricky stood beside him and gave the boy an equally malicious smile.

Thales was shocked.

He swallowed:

"No, but I thought that what you wanted could help me."

Legend Wing snorted coldly:

"Then what do I want?"

Thales faced his gaze and raised his fingers with difficulty.

Roman and Ricky both turned their heads, followed Thales' direction, and then frowned.

The prince pointed to the smoking fortress complex in the distance of the desert and said softly:

"Blade Tooth Camp."

Roman and Ricky fell silent again.

Thales took a deep breath.

"Previous experiences have taught me that if a series of things happen one after another, then they must be related, and there must be an invisible clue running through it, connecting everything."

"At first, I thought that I was the clue, because the Secret Science wanted my return, the Shadow Shield wanted my secrets, and the Northlanders wanted my identity and value..."

Thales raised his head and looked directly at Ricky:

"But gradually, you appeared. Your inexplicable involvement mixed everything together and made it unclear. I thought it was a coincidence that connected us."

The leader of the Sword of Disaster was thoughtful.

"But what if... it's not a coincidence?"

Thales changed the subject and his eyes were wary:

"If you show up, is it still because of me?"

Roman and Ricky looked at each other.

The boy raised his lips:

"Then I thought about it, your Sword of Disaster, no, Blood Whistle is first a mercenary, and secondly a loser mutual aid group."

Ricky was stunned for a moment.

He immediately protested dissatisfiedly:

"Hey!"

But Thales ignored him and said to himself:

"Yes, you are 'sword dealers'."

His expression was serious, and he punched his fist into the palm of his hand:

"What if your goal tonight is first and foremost the employer's wishes?"

"The next one is the crime of the Hell River, then the black sword, then the secret in the Bone Prison, and then Sak'el?"

Thales raised his head and became extremely serious:

"So who is most likely to hire a group of 100 people like you who are strong enough to sustain a series of battles and even disrupt the Saber Tooth Camp?"

Ricky had already pursed his lips.

The young man spoke a little thirsty.

He picked up the water bag, only to find it was empty, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

But unexpectedly, the next second, a heavy water bag was thrown into his arms.

Thales raised his head and found that Legend Wings had retracted its arm:

"continue."

The young man raised his eyebrows, took a sip of water and said eagerly:
To be continued...