"So, more strength, speed and offensive advantage?"

Mallos was a little unsure:

"The Glory of the Stars?"

Thales was still shaking his head, his eyes innocent.

Mallos's expression became more and more solemn:

"Could it be that... it was a desperate act, an instant burst of energy?"

Don't be that one...

Fortunately, Thales shook his head for the fourth time.

This made Mallos' brows frown even more.

Yes, not this, not that...

Assessing the effect of this lie, Thales muttered secretly in his heart.

But that's it.

The Ending Power version of the Sharingan?

Does this count?

Finally, Mallos sighed and crossed his arms.

"Okay, let's assume you have none of the above four."

"So, what additional fighting skills did the Exeters teach you that affected your awakening of the power of termination?"

Thales twitched his lips.

Exeter?

"I have no idea."

"They just keep..."

Thales shrugged, smiled awkwardly, and tried to suppress "beat me" in his throat while spitting out a few more decent words:

"Confrontation training?"

Mallos' complexion became unsightly again.

He stared at Thales as if he were staring at a cunning fox that he couldn't catch.

Finally, the watchman raised his head.

"It's remarkable, indeed, that you have awakened the power of the end at your age."

Mallos spoke words of approval, but there was no tone of approval at all.

"But in fact, awakening the power of termination prematurely is not a good thing. Shortcuts often make people lazy and careless."

The watchman smiled slightly:

"Especially...you don't know anything about it yet."

Seeing the other party's elegant and calm smile as before, Thales suddenly felt a little panicked.

The prince tried to stabilize his mood:

"At least it saved me many times...especially on this journey back home."

"This should...not be a bad thing."

Once again, Mallos gave him an unsettling smile.

"Take a rest for a while, Your Highness, replenish water and soothe your muscles."

"The practice of the previous stage has come to an end."

Thales relaxed all over and exhaled secretly.

But Mallos turned around and called to a member of the guard who was following him:

“Toledo!”

"Except those who cannot leave their posts, call everyone here."

Thales' ears twitched as he sat down to drink water.

The soldier named Toledo frowned slightly:

"Everyone?"

Mallos nodded and restored his indifferent smile:

"Yes, everyone from the Royal Guards or the Star Lake Guards, let them all come to the training ground."

"Your Excellency, the Duke, will need help from all of them."

Mallos said this and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Thales' hand holding the kettle froze immediately.

Toledo was obviously used to Mallos' orders. He only hesitated slightly before turning around and leaving.

"You too, Glover Doyle," Mallos looked into the distance with sharp eyes:

"Your job title doesn't mean you can be lazy."

Glover and Doyle looked at each other and had no choice but to step closer.

But it was the prince himself who replied to the first Marius.

"help?"

"Everyone in the Guard?"

Thales looked at Mallos in confusion and looked around the training ground:

"You, what are you going to do?"

Mallos turned around and showed a smile that was calmer and more elegant than before, but a little more weird and evil:

"As you wish, Your Highness, your course has entered a new realm."

"What we're going to do next is..."

Mallos grinned, but Thales felt a chill in his heart:

"Confrontation training."

right……

confrontation……

Thales was stunned for a few tenths of a second before he reacted.

"Why?"

Thales pointed to the sword on the ground, unable to understand:

"Weren't you still there just now..."

But this time, Mallos interrupted him.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Mallos suppressed his smile and looked at him with sharp eyes, which made Tails speechless for a moment.

"That's fine if I don't find out."

"But now that we've discovered it..."

Marius looked solemn and solemn:

"Then from now on, our only goal for training today..."

"Just to understand the power within you..."

Mallos's face suddenly turned cold:

"the truth."

At that moment, facing the somewhat aggressive watchman, Thales' heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

He stared blankly into Marius's deep and complicated eyes, surprised and confused.

What are you doing?

On the other side of the field, Doyle, who was walking slowly, said to Glover in surprise:

"Wait, confrontation training so soon?"

"Is it too early? Those people in the guard..."

He couldn't finish.

Because the next moment, footsteps came from all around.
To be continued...