"Deward Straw, the man in the logistics wing, don't look at the smile on his face, but he is actually full of bad intentions. If he wants to tease you during the meal..."

Doyle sighed and shrugged lightly.

"And you met Karen Glover yesterday. The brown-haired guy behind Mallos usually doesn't speak. When he does, even the Earl of Wingburg dares to attack him."

You yourself too.

Thales said secretly in his heart.

Doyle didn't notice Thales's face:

"Glover is one of the pioneer officers. By the way, that guy has facial paralysis. He neither cries nor laughs. We call him 'zombie' in private."

"I heard that Zombie's grandfather once served in the royal guard, and he was still a young man."

Doyle blinked:

"So he has been exposed to it since childhood and knows a lot about the royal guards. He even knows the secrets of the old guards many years ago."

This phrase caught Thales' attention.

"Old Guard?" the prince asked.

"Yes," Doyle glanced at the table and found that there was no place to adjust, then he looked back in disappointment:

"Eighteen years ago, the royal guard in the Year of Blood."

Thales' nerves became tense.

"Although, the old people in the palace are not willing to mention what happened back then, and they won't talk about it even if asked. It is almost a taboo..."

Thales' face darkened:

"Is it."

However, Doyle raised his head and said with emotion:

"But it is said that during the decades of the reign of the late King Eddie, the legendary old royal guard reached its peak in history, both in quantity and quality."

Thales' attention was attracted to him.

"Not to mention other things, just in terms of personal force, they have more extreme masters than the guards of any era."

Speaking of this, Doyle's eyes lit up, as if he was singing a bard:

"If someone doesn't move, that's it. If you attack like a thunderbolt, you don't need a second blow to defeat the enemy;"

"There is a wolf who travels thousands of miles, is cunning and unpredictable, and kills enemies in daylight without leaving a trace;"

"Someone has a knife in his hand, heads are rolling, and he is fighting for three days without moving;"

"There is someone a thousand steps away, raising his arm and drawing his bow, and the soul of the dead under the arrow will hardly miss;"

Doyle exhaled, full of yearning:

"The most exaggerated thing is that it is said that some of the guards at that time could even defeat a hundred with one, overwhelm a crowd with a few, and control thousands of troops. There was nothing that could be done about it."

Doyle's tone softened.

To defeat a hundred with one, to overwhelm a crowd with a few...

Even with thousands of troops and horses...

Thales thought of that powerful but shaky lonely figure, and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Is it."

Thales' eyes moved:

"So, where are the current guards?"

"Now?"

Doyle blinked and curled his mouth.

"And now, most of the people in the Guard were reorganized after the Year of Blood. You know, the people's livelihood is in decline, and both nobles and civilians are having a hard time, and the good super-level seedlings trained on the battlefield and in the army have long been eliminated.

The three newly-minted handsome men have gone away."

"I've heard that the current Chief Vanguard Officer, Staley, is a member of the Extreme Realm, but he doesn't have any famous achievements... because of the Extreme Realm thing, unless you have truly conquered another Extreme Realm, others will admit that you are the same.

,otherwise……"

Doyle shrugged, the yearning in his eyes turning into regret.

"Pity."

"I really wish I was born in that era and could see the unprecedentedly powerful Guards and compete with those lost legendary masters. That would be great."

But Doyle then shook his head.

"No, actually it's not a pity. After all, that is also a shameful guard."

Thales' eyes moved:

"Shame? How to say?"

Doyle sighed slightly:

"Don't you know? The same guard team, during the bloody years, failed to protect and coordinate poorly, and was at a loss in advance and retreat, and finally fell into the Fuxing Palace."

"I also personally ruined...the best era of the Royal Guard."

Poor protection, poor dispatch...

Thales clenched his fists subconsciously.

"It is said," Doyle said with a complicated face, whether it was disdain or helplessness:

"It's just said that there are even some people in that group of guards who are colluding with foreign enemies."

Inside and outside the enemy.

Thales's fists clenched tighter and tighter.

"Watchman."

Doyle was startled:

"What?"

Thales raised his head and asked seriously:

"You just said that Marius was promoted from the command wing to watchman a year ago."

"Which branch of the Six Wings does this position belong to?"

“What are the specific responsibilities?”

When encountering this problem, Doyle was stunned for a moment.

"Watchman?"

He frowned:

"To be honest, during the first eight years I was in the Guard, I didn't even know this position existed until Maris was promoted."

"But there is speculation in the team, you know, watch, watch, so we guess this is a character who stays in the dark, secretly guarding and watching..."

At this point, Doyle turned his eyes and said jokingly: "For example, when the nobles go to Hongfang Street in private, and it is inconvenient to bring a guard, the watchman will follow secretly and wait by the bed..."

Thales originally listened very carefully until he felt something was wrong.

Looking at Thales's expression, Doyle raised his eyebrows:

"By the way, Your Majesty the Duke, you are still young this year, but do you know Red Square Street?"

Hongfang Street?

Without waiting for Thales to answer, Doyle raised his index finger and laughed:

“Oh~oh, I’ve never been there before once I saw it!”

"It doesn't matter. I'll take you to play another day when I'm free."

At this moment.

"Doyle."

A clear yet resonant voice.

At that second, Doyle stopped speaking perfectly, turned around, smiled, and bowed, all in one go:

"Oh look who's here, Lord Mallos! Hey, there's you too, Zombie I mean Vanguard Glover!"

Doyle opened his arms with enthusiasm and looked at the third person without any embarrassment:

"Welcome, Count Castle!"

Sure enough, Watchman Marius and Pioneer Officer Glover appeared in the foyer, while Gilbert followed behind them, looking at Thales and the two with a smile.

Thales only responded with an embarrassed smile.

Mallos showed a perfect and indifferent smile:

"Doyle, I heard that you are very interested in Red Square Street?"

"Oh, you're talking about this..."

Doyle looked like he had "just remembered" and said suddenly:
To be continued...