So who knows.

Right, little Benben?

Thales reacted and coughed.

"Of course not. Well, I know you are nearby, so I feel relieved."

But Thales remembered something and his expression changed:

"Wait, so you must have seen Sonia attack me, but did nothing about it?"

"Do it?" Mallos said calmly, "Sorry, you are so famous that we all thought it was your new trick."

This pen is so annoying.

Thales suppressed the desire to roar:

"Why do I have this premonition that one day I will be killed by you?"

"Actually, Your Highness, I think this should be my line."

If so that would be great.

Thales smiled sarcastically, waved and turned around.

Okay, that's the arrangement here.

Next, he will go to the south bank...

"So, Your Highness, from now on"

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand. I will never climb the wall again. I swear, next time I want to seduce a woman, I will go out from the front door openly and beat gongs and drums..."

"I asked Tang Xin to pull the safety rope outside the window."

Mallos's voice sounded behind him: "Next time before you climb the wall, remember to tie it up first."

safety rope.

Thales' waving hand stopped in mid-air.

He turned back blankly: "Safety rope? Tormund, you..."

Mallos sighed softly, helpless.

"We have been together for a while, Your Highness, and I know that I can't stop you from being stupid, stupid, sick, or disaster..."

Thales's expression darkened.

Well, this pen is really annoying. "... Just like there is nothing that can stop you from getting out of the carriage that day, or rushing out to find someone to fight at all costs."

"But I don't want to order a coffin for you, Your Highness, or for me or anyone else in this castle."

Thales frowned.

"So, before we go on this long journey, if you could have mercy on us," Mallos crossed his arms and pointed out the window with his thumb, "Safety rope?"

After speaking, Marius nodded his chin lightly, turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Thales felt complicated for a moment and didn't know how to react.

Thales lowered his head and looked at the warning in his hand.

The scabbard is just the right size to hold in your hand.

Presumably the same is true when the sword is unsheathed?

Thales took a deep breath.

"Hey."

Thales stopped Mallos.

"I haven't had a chance to say it since I came back from Renaissance Palace, but...thank you, Thor."

Damn it.

Mallos sighed in his heart: Why did the title change again?

Thales walked forward and flattened his mouth:

"I know that I am a difficult boss to take care of. I am impulsive, naive, and self-righteous. I always make stupid decisions to embarrass you. It's almost terrible."

"You can remove the word 'almost'." Mallos' expression remained unchanged.

This pen...

Thales forcefully smoothed his tightly knitted eyebrows, took a deep breath and spoke:

"But thank you for your continued help. You...covered everything for me."

Thales swallowed.

Fortunately, I didn't blurt out "wipe my butt".

Damn secret science.

Marius looked at him with confusion in his eyes.

Thales tried his best to speak: "Especially the day I forced my way into the Fuxing Palace, thank you for the manpower and plan you left for me, thank you for reminding me before entering the palace, and... the subsequent affairs, all of these, and so on.

"

Mallos frowned, looking at him as if he was insane.

Thales tried his best to suppress a smile.

Well, he is not suitable for saying such sensational words.

The Duke wore a stiff smile, spread his hands, and turned away mechanically:

"Anyway, thank you."

"And the previous royal banquet." Mallos suddenly said.

Thales turned halfway and paused:

"What?"

I saw Mallos exhaling from his nose: "You should thank me for all the things you should thank me for."

Thales reacted and coughed awkwardly:

"Oh, yes, there's this one too, um, thank you."

"And the days at Mindis Hall."

Thales could only nod in agreement: "And the days in Mindis Hall."

"And the day I came back from Xihuang."

Thales closed his eyes and sighed: "And the day when Xihuang comes back."

"There are also the management affairs of Xinghu Castle."

Thales repeated dully: "There are also the management affairs of Star Lake Castle."

"besides"

"That's enough for you," Thales finally couldn't bear it anymore, "How much further do you have to count?"

Mallos smiled.

"You're welcome, Your Highness, this is my responsibility."

His smile at this moment was very similar to his usual professional smile with politeness and a touch of sarcasm.

Very similar.

"I dare not thank you so much." The watchman said calmly, turned and left.

Thank you for being numb.

Thales rolled his eyes at his back and swallowed "Then I'll leave it to you this time". At the same time, he threw a little bit of gratitude and a small amount of guilt towards the watchman into prison.

At the bottom of the river, pray that they will never be reincarnated.

Mallos was very efficient. On the next day, everyone knew that His Highness Thales was about to leave for the South Bank to pay a visit. The entire Star Lake Castle was in operation, and everyone was busy preparing for the Duke's long trip.

In preparation, many people began to wonder about the Duke's goals and affairs during his trip. Unfortunately, it was so top secret that only B.B, the informant buried in the deepest part of Star Lake Castle, could know more about it.

But Thales did not expect that after the news of the Duke's trip spread, the first person to come to him would be this person.

"She is just a flower of the fortress, but she thinks very highly of herself. As rumored, she is hard to get close to."

At the door of the Duke's room, Paul Bozdov, the son of Earl Black Lion, who was patrolling by, looked at the cold figure walking into the room and sighed: "I still want to say a few words."

D.D, who was biting the sausage, closed the door and shook his head in denial:

"No, no, no, it's not that you are arrogant, nor that you don't approach strangers. Believe me, no one is born with the tendency to put on a bad face."

D.D swallowed a mouthful of meat sausage:

"Girls of this age, speaking without pretense and being cold as ice are the last resort. They are also the best and most direct way to protect them, especially those women who have to work with men. Compared with being approachable and smiling, this can save a lot of money.
To be continued...