. Under the sun, Thales stared blankly at the smiling Moral.

Thinking about his amazing words.

After a few seconds, the Star Prince exhaled and smiled.

"When did you learn to flatter?"

"Flattery"

Moral snorted softly, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes:

"six years ago."

Moral looked at the sky and sighed with emotion:

"When I was beaten all over by some alley gangsters in Waril State and was dying, I crawled to the roadside tremblingly and begged for food from passers-by."

"I learned it."

Thales' smile faded.

Is it.

He looked at Moral, who was unevenly described and covered in scars, but still smiling.

Imagine the other person's past.

In this way, in the past six years, when I faced the surveillance eyes of Lisban and the Fallen Stars in the Palace of Heroes,

This guy

Thales suddenly remembered what the other party said:

Laugh, Thales, because life is hard enough

You have to laugh to make it lighter.

Thinking of this, Thales looked at Moral in a different way.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to make his farewell tone sound lighter:

"Then why can't you sell your business of getting people to save money?"

Moral's expression suddenly froze.

Thales looked at him with a half-smile.

Moral lowered his head and scratched his hair, which was covered with dust and gravel and seemed to be fading.

After a few seconds, his cheeks relaxed.

"Well, as a parting sincerity"

Moral raised his head again, releasing a rare sense of relief:

"Twenty-nine."

Thales didn't understand:

"What"

Morar smiled and looked at Thales with something more in his eyes:

"In the past two months, I have helped Tampa attract 29 customers who have deposited money for pre-insurance insurance."

What

Thales was stunned for a second.

"twenty-nine"

The prince reacted immediately and said in shock:

"But, I remember Kanze, he is you"

Moral chuckled and took over his words:

"Pitiful, the first business that I have worked so hard for"

Thales nodded doubtfully.

Looking at the confused Thales, Moral shrugged.

"Yeah, but"

The man nicknamed Quick Rope showed a little shrewdness:

"Every one of them thought so when they came to me privately."

Thales was startled.

That's all I thought

"But last night, you were drunk and crying to me in the pub," he recalled subconsciously.

Moral sighed and glanced at the young man with a look full of pity and helplessness:

"Yes, because originally you were the thirtieth business."

"A compassionate little nobleman with a little money can make up for Kanze's losses whether he eats it raw or peels it, exports it or sells it himself."

Thales looked blankly at the young man in front of him.

what did he say

The thirtieth business

Eat raw, peel

Export, self-sale

Moral reacted, looked away apologetically, and scratched his chin:

"Sorry, jargon."

"But Tampa said that you were an old acquaintance of his, and your identity was obviously unusual, so we let you go and wanted to observe and observe again. We didn't want to continue the trick, whether it was drugs, deception, or anything else."

Thales was stunned.

He suddenly remembered the "first lesson" of the tavern owner Tampa and his "Western Wilderness Old Beer".

Inside the industry

trick

drug, deception

etc.

This guy

As he slowly figured it out, Thales looked at Moral with more and more strange eyes.

Therefore, when the fast rope brought down Dean and the body needed to be destroyed, the first person he wanted to find was Tampa.

because

Because they were originally together

Sneaky and abducted

Gang

Thales's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

He looked at the innocent-looking Moral in disbelief:

"But Dante's great sword, they won't let you do that."

Moral coughed:

"Captain Louisa, remember?"

Thales was startled again, and then thought of the leading female warrior in the mercenary team.

Louisa Dante.

Moral showed an awkward smile:

"According to the rules, if a sword seller picks up a white pig in the desert and eats it raw and exports it, such as to the Blood Bottle Gang or the White Prison, then Luisa can get 20% of the profit from Tampa."

What

Thales froze again.

Picked up.

White pig.

Share profits

"If it is to cooperate with Tampa's acting, skinning and selling in the camp, it will be two and a half."

"I even sold it directly to McGee's Desolate Bone Tribe. They have a way to the west, but that's much more complicated. I'm not a high enough level yet."

Moral touched his ears, rubbing his hands up and down as if he had nowhere to rest, as if he was a little embarrassed:

"On rare occasions, we will make you one of our own."

Thales's cheeks were frozen in place, and he just maintained a twitching smile mechanically.
To be continued...