"Excited?"

Nobu slowly pushed away Gomez who tried to stop him.

"Don't get me wrong."

"If it's not necessary, we don't want to deal with you, a cold-blooded, selfish, cold-blooded sissy like you."

Legend Wing raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

But Nobu snorted coldly:

"Anyway, you have made the Blade Tooth camp a mess and everyone is in danger. You have offended all the officials and nobles from the central government and the Western Wilderness. You have made our work a mess and disturbed the tribal balance in the desert.

It’s a mess...and it’s not the first day.”

Legend Wings listened quietly, motionless.

Thales' eyes kept going back and forth between Nobu and Legend Wings, feeling that the conflict between them had been going on for a long time.

Nob paused for a moment, then slowly pointed to the smoking Sabertooth camp, and then to the body of Dozi.

"But this time?"

"This time it's different."

Norbu's voice deepened:

"Do you know how valuable the drill is and how many things it is related to?"

"Do you know how much Lord Hansen takes this matter and what this mission means to us?"

"Do you know that this is a major case for the kingdom that even His Majesty has personally intervened in and asked the secret department to 'do its best'?"

Norbu turned around suddenly and looked directly at the Wings of Legend:

"Do you know how much we have paid to have this opportunity in this Western Wasteland that no one remembers?"

Legend Wing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Eighteen years."

Having said this, Norbu seemed to remember something. He was silent for a moment and his breathing quickened.

"It's different from your blood-stained title, Williams."

"My people and I were punished by the Lord because of a mistake we made in the Year of Blood. We were demoted, demoted, and exiled to the Western Wasteland..."

"From now on, I will guard this corner of the deserted land and deal with countless scum criminals..."

His eyes were complicated and he was in a trance:

"A full eighteen years."

Thales' eyes flashed.

Roman remained elegant and unmoved.

Gomez behind him sighed loudly:

"Nobu..."

But Norbu ignored him at all and just stared at Legend Wings with an indifferent face:

"Eighteen years have passed, and I have been confused and confused. I have no future, no hope, and no future at all. I can only watch my young men in their prime become dejected and grow old day after day. You understand this?

What kind of torture is it?"

Thales' heart moved when he heard what he said.

Feeling confused and groggy.

No future, no hope.

Dean, Duro, the Royal Guards, the Sword of Disaster, and even the Orc War Chief...

And now...

It is Norbu of the secret science.

It seems that this land has given everyone a reason to take risks, unwilling to remain silent.

Blade Tooth Camp, Western Wasteland, Great Desert.

What kind of place is this?

Nob pointed to the smoking camp in the distance, and then looked at Thales:

"Finally, eighteen years later, with great difficulty... the prince will return to the country through this, Xihuang will be reshuffled again, and His Majesty will take the opportunity to accomplish something..."

He took a deep breath and seemed to be trying his best to suppress himself:

"We, the forgotten ones, were remembered again."

"I have the conditions and reasons again to ask the Lord for a chance to make a comeback: dig out the drill, dig out the Shadow Shield, and dig out Teng and his lackeys."

Norbu looked at the headless corpse:

"You know, as our only hope for more than ten years, how important this operation is for us who are far away from the center of the kingdom, far away from the sight of the Lord and His Majesty, and are unknown and unknown to anyone?"

Norbu's face turned green and red. He pointed at Dozi's body and seemed to be unable to find other suitable words:

"It's been eighteen years, and you just... 'dealt' with him like this?"

"Have we dealt with our only chance to turn around in eighteen years?"

Norbu gritted his teeth and said:

"This is unacceptable."

But Roman just glanced sideways at Nobu, seemingly interested.

"so what?"

Norbu took a step forward:

"So chase them back, Williams."

Nobu stared at the figure getting further and further away:

"Recovering those who let go, whether it's the Sword of Disaster or someone else, we may be able to find some clues to save this failure."

"Make a contribution and turn the situation around."

"Turn around...our future."

Thales's heart sank: Norbu seemed to be determined to recover those who escaped.

"What if?"

Legend Wing sneered.

Norbu's eyes were red and his chest was heaving.

"Otherwise, Wings of Legend."

He looked at Roman and his tone became more sinister:

"Don't forget that everything you have, your title, your army, your territory, and everything you have are given to you by your Majesty and the kingdom."

Legend Wing frowned slightly.

Gomez’s eyes behind Nobu are wide open!

Just listen to Norbu say coldly:

"The royal standing army under your command, the so-called Stardust Guard that stretches across the desert, their supplies, equipment, horses, military supplies, personnel, including the Blade Tooth Camp where they are stationed, all belong to your Majesty."

"And he can take it back at any time and turn you back into that little bastard in the Western Wilderness who has nothing and is worthless."

Thales had a premonition that something was wrong:

Oops, he is...

But it was too late for him to do anything. He saw Norbu gritting his teeth and speaking loudly:

"And you know, how can this be achieved?"

At that moment, Legend Wing's eyes changed!

"Nobu!"

Gomez interrupted his boss, took a deep breath, and prepared to stop him with all his strength:

"Nobu, that's enough, let's go back first..."

But Legend Wings spoke again:

"I said, 'Let him speak.'"

Roman stared at Gomez coldly, and the meaning in his eyes scared the latter:

"Is there a word you don't understand?"

His words seemed to light an oil drum on fire.
To be continued...