Three days later.

This morning in Yongxing City, it just snowed, and the roads were muddy and dirty.

But the road in front of Mindis Hall was completely swept away.

Several carriages have been arriving one after another.

"Time is a little tight. It is said that the Grand Duke of Lombard did not withdraw his troops, but continued to march on the border - I don't know whether King Nuen did not restrain him, or whether he could no longer restrain him."

Gilbert and Thales, who were all dressed up, stood in the study on the third floor, looking out the window at the carriage entering the gate of Mindis Hall.

Gilbert looked solemn and said:

"It seems that a tentative conflict is unavoidable. Although Baron Mu and Lady Sutherre are stationed in the fortress, and the Zemuto and Forres families have promised full support, after hearing the news of the Duke's imprisonment, Cold Castle and

The vassals of Arlend are in chaos... We'd better arrive early to eliminate the military disaster."

Thales nodded slightly and listened quietly to Gilbert's report.

"According to convention, as a Prince of the Stars, Your Highness needs to have three instructors to guide you in terms of military, political, and etiquette, as well as an attendant, who is generally your assistant in the future, and two

Guard..."

"But you are about to go on an envoy... I can only keep everything simple and make up for it when you return home."

"Considering that we are going to a strange place called Exeter, and the purpose of this trip is to apologize, we have to reduce our entourage. In addition to the thirty Bright Star private soldiers led by Jorah, there are three special candidates.

"

"A tutor - I will introduce you to a knowledgeable scholar later as the deputy envoy for this trip; an attendant - the candidate has already been selected and is on the carriage; and a guard -

—Your safety is too important, you must be an experienced extreme master..."

When Thales heard this, he couldn't help but be startled.

"The candidates for instructors and guards... Gilbert, are you saying that you, Yodel, and even Jinni... won't travel with me?"

Gilbert showed a helpless smile.

"Well," he said calmly: "I am the signatory of the "Fortress Peace Treaty", and I am notorious as a 'conspirator' in Exeter... My appearance in Longxiao City will only bring you unnecessary trouble.

trouble."

"As for Yodel..."

Gilbert shook his head: "In the Northland, in the past ten years, there have been five well-known extreme warriors, commonly known as the 'Five War Generals'. They are under King Nun and several grand dukes, and their status is the same as ours in the Kingdom of Stars.

Here, the 'three commanders' who are in charge of the legendary anti-demon force are quite equal. Your Highness, if you meet any of them, please do not mention the 'master wearing a dark purple mask' and the fact that he is now the secret guard of the Supreme King of the Stars.

"

Thales was stunned.

After a month of study, he knew the three generals of Xingchen...but the five generals on Exeter's side...

The former foreign minister sighed: "Yodel...has issues with each of them..."

Thales took a second to understand this sentence, and then twitched his face and said: "Every... everyone? What kind of festival?"

Gilbert just stared at him silently.

Thales took a breath and showed a helpless smile: "Okay... I guess it's the more troublesome kind..."

The time traveler has one more question in his heart.

Yodel's past.

What on earth did he do to provoke the "Five Generals" at the same time?

It's like a person wanting to be an enemy of "three handsome men" at the same time - that's simply unimaginable.

"And Ms. Jinnie..." Gilbert looked out the window as the carriage stopped, and several people got off one after another: "Her identity is relatively sensitive... You know, her relationship with the king..."

Thales sighed: "So, except for the 'allies' of the Corleone family, I probably won't see any familiar faces, right?"

"This is exactly what I want to say," Gilbert's face froze: "Are you really going to bring the Corleone family with you?"

Thales said with a serious face: "After all, I made a promise to them - I don't like to break my promise."

Moreover, although the old witch Serin is annoying, she did help me at the critical moment by using the vampire's voice transmission. It is not an exaggeration to say that she saved my life.

Thales frowned: "After all, they have an extreme master and two super masters, and Serena hopes to rely on my identity to achieve reset, which is a bargaining chip. On the way to the Northland, they

You can change your identity and hide in the entourage..." He paused, remembering that strong figure: "And..."

"Your Majesty, he allowed it, didn't he?"

"Of course, that is the promise of a star prince... It is the promise of the Brilliant Star," Gilbert breathed out softly: "It's just that in the country of stars, with the king and our forces on their side, they don't dare to be too presumptuous.

, and in Exeter, a strange place... I hope they won't cause trouble."

"After all, neither Yodel nor I are with you," Gilbert frowned: "Be careful about that old butler, Chris... I always feel like I have heard his name somewhere."

"Hey, don't forget," Thales rolled his eyes at Gilbert: "Who prompted this covenant."

Gilbert showed a perfect smile and raised his hat.

"Also, Gilbert, what I told you yesterday..." Thales showed a worried expression: "Downtown..."

Gilbert exhaled through his nose: "Yes, Your Highness, since your identity no longer needs to be kept secret, and Mindis Hall has been restored to entry and exit... I sent someone to the Lower City yesterday afternoon, and tonight at the latest

There will be rewards - it's not easy to sneak into that place, people from the occult department are more suitable than us - to find out about the beggars and the female bartender."

"I will send you a message to inform you of the latest situation. You must be on the road by then. If possible, I will try my best to take care of them, although we have almost no manpower in the lower city."

"Thank you." Thales looked at the former Foreign Minister gratefully: "This way I don't have to go to Morat."

"But what you have to understand is..."

"What the Black Prophet said makes sense, Your Highness." Gilbert hesitated slightly, but he still raised his head and said, "You are different from them after all."

Thales' gaze paused for a moment.

"Moreover, being too close to you may not be a good thing for them...your help may be useless to them, or even bring disaster."

Thales was silent for a while and showed an ugly smile.

"I know."

I know.

He nodded, exhaled, turned around, and straightened his collar.

"Midila! Are you ready? It's time to go."

A strange and weak metallic friction sound came from outside the door.

Medila Rolf, staggering on a pair of strange metal prostheses, walked into their field of vision, and bowed slightly to Thales with an unqualified bow.

Gilbert's eyebrows moved slightly.

Rolf's neck and half of his face were covered by a strange silver mask, which blocked his bloody throat and the tattoos on his face. But what was even stranger was the pair of prosthetics under his knees.

The Kingdom of Stars has good relations with the dwarves of the City of Steel, and it has also benefited a lot from the skills of domestic craftsmen - the ingenious royal craftsmen only spent two days to build a pair of simple prosthetics for Rolf

——Two pieces of elastic, wear-resistant high-quality steel sheets are bent into an L-shape, and then beaten into a J-shape with excellent elasticity. The bending points are reinforced with lime crystals, and a fixed plate is made, connected to the knee, and buckled.

With his belt attached, Rolf could barely walk on foot without crutches.

Of course, to move around in battle, he relies on his own ability to control the wind.

Thales raised his eyebrows: "Not bad, but the part below the knees is too eye-catching... I'd better cover it with pants next time."

Medila Rolfe lowered his head and pulled out a stack of papers stapled together.

Gilbert suddenly realized that the other party was not hesitating, but looking for the sign language drawings in his hand.

The clumsy Rolf found the drawing he wanted. He looked at Thales, raised his right fist, bent his wrist, and tapped it twice.

【yes.】

Thales smiled softly: "Very good, all you lack is proficiency: sign language and prosthetic limbs - just right, you can continue the course on the road."

Rolf smiled, found another piece of paper, and made a gesture.

【Thanks.】

Gilbert sighed: "Since you have decided to go to the Northland with Your Highness, to Exeter - I hope you can realize the difficulty of this trip and do your best to protect His Highness."

Rolf lowered his head slightly. This time, he didn't need to look for the "cheat sheet". Instead, he recalled the proper gestures and made some gestures.

Gilbert, who didn't understand why, frowned, and finally could only look at Thales helplessly.

"He said," Thales replied with a smile: "Try your best."

Gilbert exhaled and shook his head helplessly: "Well, at least it's a good way to deliver a secret message..."

This supernatural being who they rescued from the Manor and was born in a gang... No, he is a super-level person. Although he is still very immature in combat, strictly speaking, he is already a supernatural warrior... Why on earth did you treat His Highness?

So convinced?

Thales waved his hand gently and snapped his fingers:

"Very good, let's go."
To be continued...