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Chapter 8 Sparks of Fire(1/4)

 The team of royal guards moved non-stop, passing through countless blocks, passing through the Twilight Zone and Morning Star Zone, and headed straight to the center of Yongxing City.

Thales, on the other hand, was in a depressed mood, drifting with the tide like a zombie, being surrounded and moved forward.

Although there were only about twenty of them hurriedly riding on the road, unknowingly, the number of police officers and security teams passing by gradually increased. It seemed like a coincidence, but they appeared one after another and inadvertently dispersed, separating the obstacles and crowds on the road.

Let them have a smooth journey.

But Thales really couldn't arouse the interest in studying them.

"You know, Mr. Hickser wrote me several letters over the past few months..."

Finally, in the unbearable silence, Gilbert spoke.

"Tell me about your studies."

There was a hint of embarrassment in his equally deep voice.

Thales suddenly came back to his senses.

"Oh, Old Crow."

The young Duke of Xinghu cheered up and tried to tell himself that he should not bring unnecessary emotions to the people around him.

"Yes, I haven't thanked him yet. Longxiao City is grateful to him..."

Feeling the change in the prince, Gilbert's tone was slightly excited:

"He reminded me that you are a little ahead of schedule."

Thales, who was struggling to concentrate, tried to concentrate:

"Ahead of time?"

Gilbert nodded:

"Yes, although that is a rare comment, but..."

The Foreign Minister narrowed his eyes and seemed a little distracted at that moment:

"After receiving the teacher's letter, I sometimes think, maybe... maybe I, maybe we are all too impatient."

Thales looked at him puzzled:

"About what?"

Gilbert sighed and said seriously:

"At least in Yongxing City, noble young men of your age...they care more about appearance and clothing, banquets and girls."

Appearance and clothing.

Party and girls...

Yes.

Thales paused for a moment, recalling his past six years.

What did he care about during those years?

What did he experience?

The Duke couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded, but he immediately recovered.

Tails, who had a premonition that Gilbert was about to admonish something, forced a smile and shook his head.

"You should go back a few years ago. At that time, Huaiya was only a teenager."

Gilbert Castle was slightly startled when he heard the familiar name.

The prince looked towards the northern sky and said with a smile:

"However, in those years, what your son cared more about was his sword... and me."

Thales smiled, remembering every move, voice, and smile of the attendant Wyatt Castle.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves and seeing the guards surrounding him, Thales suddenly realized...

Even though he returned to the stars and Yongxing City, these royal guards protecting him...

So strange.

This made him miss the familiar faces that used to surround him even more.

Wyatt, Rolf, Putilai, Jennard, Willow, and the guy who stole the chicken legs and roasted the rabbit...

From Yongxing City to Birch Forest, from Broken Dragon Fortress to Longxiao City.

From the past to the present.

And where are they now?

Thales couldn't help but be fascinated.

"I'm glad you favor him so much."

Gilbert's words brought him back to reality.

"But on the subject..."

The cunning fox of the stars had a complex expression, but spoke with pride:

"You know, Huaiya has returned to Yongxing City several times in the past few years in the Northland."

Thales nodded.

Gilbert narrowed his eyes slightly:

"But he probably never mentioned to you that he came back to see his fiancée?"

Thales, immersed in longing for his old friend, subconsciously repeated Gilbert's words.

unmarried……

Thales' face suddenly changed!

What?

The prince turned his head in surprise.

Gilbert was seen looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Waiya?" Thales asked with wide eyes.

Gilbert nodded, with both relief and sadness in his eyes:

"Waia."

Waiya?

Thales opened his mouth wide in surprise and stared at Gilbert.

Wyatt Castle?

That old-fashioned, serious, little old man-like...

The one who keeps a straight face and is polite every day, staring at Rolf with big eyes and small eyes...

That Waiya who is always "exerting too much" and whose whole body is stiff?

Thales blinked subconsciously, trying to digest the news.

But Gilbert just smiled faintly.

Thales took a deep breath and shook his head.

Waia, Waia!

I didn’t expect it! I didn’t expect it!

He couldn't help but feel a little funny and a little relieved:

I didn’t expect you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be...

Until Gilbert's next words:

"So, you have reached your age this year..."

Thales' expression changed again.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..." The prince suddenly coughed, and the figure on the horse was hunched in pain.

Gilbert's face stiffened and he continued:

"It should be noted that you have an obligation to continue the greatness..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough -" The prince's cough became louder and louder, covering up the voice of the foreign minister. Even the royal guards who were separated by a short distance on the left and right turned around strangely.

In the end, Gilbert could only shake his head sadly.

"All right."

"Let's save some time on this topic."

Thales' cough disappeared instantly, and his back was straighter than a flagpole.

Gilbert narrowed his eyes and looked at the unconscious Thales caressing his chest calmly on the horse, with an "I knew it" look of helplessness written all over his face.

"Then I hope that the next news will interest you."

Thales seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, naturally and suddenly:

"information?"

Gilbert nodded slightly and his expression became serious again - every time at this time, Thales would think of Wyatt and his expression when he saw Rolf.

But the foreign minister's next words made the prince's thoughts become serious.
To be continued...
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