It can be considered a gain.

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

Lausanne II looked depressed:

"While I still have the energy to speak."

Hilley frowned and thought hard.

However, Thales organized his thoughts and said:

"You, now that things have happened, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Lausanne II frowned slightly:

"What? What happened here, are you finally going to send me on my way?"

The prince shook his head:

"Or in Heeley's words: Did you finally achieve what you wanted when you came back this time? Did you find the source, meet the craftsman who 'forged the sword', and inquire about the material of the sword?"

Lausanne II was silent after hearing this.

Xi Lai finally came back from his thoughts and asked: "So, if Uncle Sona really wants to hire criminals through blood bottles, do you still remember the actual process..."

But Lausanne II interrupted her with a sneer.

"I found it, Your Highness, but it's not a craftsman," Lausanne II said quietly, "but a cage."

Thales and Hilley both frowned.

"As for the material of the sword..."

I saw Lausanne II’s sharp eyes:

"Tell me, Your Highness Thales, when you face the entire cage, when whether you break away from it, break it, or explore it to understand it, you are only strengthening it..."

The killer narrowed his eyes:

"What should you do?"

This time it was Thales' turn to be silent.

He raised his gaze and looked at this immortal swordsman who had been fooled by fate all his life, but hesitated to speak.

"I do not believe."

Both of them looked to one side: Xi Lai took a step forward and raised his eyebrows.

"Although you sound very miserable and hopeless...but I don't believe that this cage is so omnipotent and unsolvable."

Thales still frowned, while Lausanne II sneered.

"I also never believe that all we can do is reinforce it."

Hilley said softly, looking around the dungeon seriously.

"Moreover, if this cage still needs to be reinforced, or in other words, there is still room for reinforcement..."

Miss Kevin Dill narrowed her eyes:

"Then it must be weakened or even damaged."

"Isn't it?" asked the last question, and Hilley poked the thoughtful Thales.

Thales took a deep breath, glanced at the pocket where the bone ring "Gortaksa" was hidden, and showed a reluctant smile to his companion:

"Yeah, maybe."

The eldest lady was not very satisfied with Thales' ambiguous answer, but just as she raised her eyebrows, Lausanne II spoke.

"You are a good man, Your Highness, at least you act like you are."

The vampire killer’s eyes are complicated:

"Just like Midir."

Thales sighed.

He has heard similar words a lot.

In the past, Thales would have considered this a compliment.

But today, here, after hearing the lamentable experience of this vampire killer, being described like this made him feel complicated.

"Thank you." Thales said perfunctoryly.

Lausanne II put away his smile and remained expressionless:

"So you will fall, Your Highness, hard."

Thales frowned slightly.

"Then I'll get up again."

He looked at the other person, unwilling to show weakness.

Hilley also raised an eyebrow at him.

The vampire killer snorted disdainfully.

"Of course, I have no doubt you can get up, but look at me now."

Lausanne II, dragging his broken body and wearing shackles, narrowed his eyes:

"With what attitude are you going to get up? What are you going to do when you get up? Revenge? vent your anger? prove yourself? make your enemies regret their mistakes? continue your unfinished business? or overcome the obstacles that trip you up? or break this unbreakable prison

cage?"

"Just don't be like a certain person and go find a swordsmith." Thales sarcastically said insincerely.

Lausanne II was not angry, he sneered.

"But one thing is certain."

"When you get up again, Your Highness," his eyes changed, "you will no longer be what you were in the past."

The other party's expression and the implications of his words made Thales feel very uncomfortable, and he suddenly wanted to leave this place.

"Of course it's not what it used to be."

The young man put away his expression and replied coldly:

"I will get better."

Stronger.

Stronger.

"Which kind is 'good'? What is 'good'?" Lausanne II asked with a sneer.

"Let's go," Hilley said suddenly, expressing Thales's innermost thoughts, "There's nothing more to ask here."

Thales nodded gratefully, took one last look at Lausanne II, and turned to leave.

Hilley took a deep look at the prisoner and followed Thales' footsteps.

"And you, girl, are you really determined to be his queen?" Lausanne II sneered.

Both Hilley and Thales couldn't help but be stunned.

"Huh," the eldest lady reacted. She turned around with a look of disdain, "Just this idiot? You think too highly of him..."

"Then get ready."

Lausanne II put away his smile.

"Because one day, you may have to wield a knife against the person next to you who has become a stranger."

His words echoed in the dungeon, cold and cruel, making both Shilay and Thales frown:
Chapter completed!