"No interruptions."

Vogel was momentarily angry and lowered his voice:

"Deal with it? You are his personal guard captain! If something unexpected happens to him..."

This time, Mallos did not swallow his anger, but replied coldly:

"Then I am also his personal guard captain."

The words of the deputy guard captain were choked in his mouth.

In the field, Thales carefully soothed the sin of the Hell River that poured into his arms, blocking Anke's intentions while preventing the power of termination from transforming into a bloodthirsty beast.

"Anke, don't do this."

Thales shook his head, his eyes filled with warning:

"The warning person hasn't been brought yet, and our duel hasn't started yet."

But Anke shook his head.

"Let them go and let them kill me," Anke lowered his voice, his words full of darkness:

"I must die, I can't walk out alive like this."

Thales frowned.

At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the Prison of Bones.

Right in front of him, little Barney wiped the sword blade against his neck.

"Yes," Thales said firmly, driving away the unpleasant memories:

"But it's just a choice he gives you."

He balanced the strength on his arm to prevent Anke from moving at all, and at the same time stared into the other person's eyes:

"The person who gave you this sword is not worth your life."

Anke seemed to be offended, his pupils shrank, showing anger:

"I'm not doing it for him!"

Thales showed no sign of weakness:

"I know!"

The prince stared at the pair of eyes that went back and forth between anger and despair, hoping that the other party could understand what he meant:

"So I gave you a chance."

"Hold it!"

Thales's voice was a little urgent.

Anke was in a daze for a while.

His breathing slowed down and his pupils refocused:

"Why……"

"Because I know you are not his pawn," Thales said decisively:

"I know what you really want."

Thales used force on his hands to close the distance between the two, and said at a volume that only they could hear:

"You are not here to seek revenge, nor are you here for personal gain."

"Not for your father."

Anke was stunned at first, then in disbelief.

"You, how did you..."

Thales said coldly:

"Because I believe we are the same person."

Same people.

Anke's palms trembled slightly:

"What?"

"But the person who gave you the sword," Thales stared into his eyes:

"He's definitely not."

Separated by a horizontal dagger, the two looked at each other, one insisted, the other confused.

Anke's hesitation only lasted a moment.

He gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows:

"He gave me a sword, and you gave me a 'bet'."

Anke stared at Thales fiercely:

"You are all forcing me to take the next step you want."

"Is there any difference between you and him?"

Thales was silent for a while.

After a second, the strength of the prince's hand gradually weakened.

"He wants to be a chess player and win chess games." Thales whispered.

Anke sneered sarcastically:

"And you want to lose?"

Thales slowly raised his head.

"No."

"I just, just understand..."

He was extremely tired and said:

"Other chess pieces."

Anke was stunned for a moment.

"I said, we are the same kind of people."

Thales said with difficulty:

"Ank Bailar."

Anke's hand relaxed, and the distance between the two returned to arm's length.

But the dagger still stands in the middle.

The prince looked at the other party with burning eyes and tentatively touched the other party's weapon:

"Now, let go and give me the sword."

Anke's eyes were confused. He glanced around and saw the royal guards staring at them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"I can not."

"The chess piece can't," Thales put his left hand on the opponent's sword hilt and said with firm eyes, "You can."

"Ank Bailar, you can."

Anke lowered his head.

"If I let go," Bailar's eyes regained clarity, but then became painful:

"what do I do?"

Faced with this question, Thales also remained silent for a while.

But he quickly looked up:

"I don't know, but I will try my best."

Anke snorted without distinguishing his emotions, seeming to cry and laugh at the same time.

"I have already done my best."

"No, you didn't," Thales shook his head without any doubt:

"You didn't see me."

"I."

He said firmly.

This time, Anke stared at him for a long time.
To be continued...