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At the entrance to Mindis Hall.

"How have you been, old friend?"

In front of several carriages, Gilbert stretched out his hand and shook hands tightly with the thin man leading the carriage.

"It's very bad," the thin man said with a very ugly face: "The administrative efficiency of Yongxing City is far inferior to that of the frontline camp in the Western Wilderness. I came to the royal capital just for the documents of the big library, but I lost my high-level access a month ago.

Proof, so I can only wait until now in the royal capital - but they told me that it will take half a year to reissue it."

"I guess you came to me because you ran out of travel expenses..." Gilbert replied with a smile.

"And you gave me such a troublesome job..." The thin man sighed and looked at Thales with an appraising look.

"You don't want me to give you money directly, do you?" Gilbert turned sideways and made way for Thales:

"This is Lord Putilai Niemann, from Crow City in the Western Wilderness Territory. We used to study under the same tutor," Gilbert introduced the forty-year-old man in front of Thales without any pretense.

man:

"Putilai once traveled half of the world as a minstrel. He has a deep understanding of the geography of the continent and the customs of various countries. He also spent a long time in the North. Your Highness, you complained to me that you don't know much about the basic situation of the world.

, I think Putilai will be a good candidate, and he will serve as deputy envoy and your instructor all the way north."

"Putilai, this is the second prince, His Highness Thales - his intelligence will shock you."

Putilai—the thin man looked unhappy, but still raised his right fist to his chest and saluted Thales.

"I'm glad to have the opportunity to ask for your favor...Putilai, can I call you that?" Thales returned the greeting with a smile.

"Of course, you are a prince, you can call me whatever you want." Putilai shrugged indifferently, not seeing the excitement and respect of His Royal Highness, the only prince of the Kingdom of Stars.

"I'm sorry, his temper is a little weird, but I think you will admire his knowledge and rich experience." Gilbert smiled and said to Thales, not worried at all that his old friend's contempt would arouse the second prince's dislike.

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Thales looked at the thin Putilai in front of him, and then at the highland boots under his feet. His face remained calm, but he sighed deeply in his heart.

What fate.

It's him.

On the day Quaid went crazy, the people in House No. 6 met a thin man wearing highland boots at the west city gate. He had an ugly face and refused to give alms, so Lane and Kellett gave him a "lesson" and took away the only thing he had left on him.

of a card.

Access pass to the Bright Star Library.

At that time, I thought he was some down-and-out scholar.

Thales rolled his eyes where no one else could see him: I'm so sorry, Mr. Putilai, your library pass is in an abandoned house in the lower city.

Gilbert led him to the next person.

He was a young man about twenty years old, with a sword on his waist, a resolute face and a tall body. He had an ordinary face but sharp eyes.

"This is the person chosen by His Majesty and I to serve as your attendant - whether in Exeter in the North or in the stars when he returns - he just returned from the Tower of the End a few months ago.

"Gilbert looked at the young man in front of him, with complicated and indistinguishable emotions in his eyes: "Wya Castle."

Thales immediately reacted and looked at Gilbert in confusion: "Caso?"

"Well, I hope this won't arouse your resentment. After all, it's nepotism... But I guarantee that he is an elite who has been selected after many rounds of screening." Gilbert sighed: "But he is indeed me.

's son."

The young man, Wyatt Casso, did not even look at his father, and bowed respectfully to Thales: "First time meeting, Your Highness Thales."

"My sword and wisdom are both for your use."

"I will serve you wholeheartedly for the rest of my life."

Thales was a little embarrassed. As soon as they met, they were like "for the rest of their lives". Is this really good?

But he still nodded happily and said in return: "I'll be relying on you along the way, Huaiya."

Huaiya bowed his head respectfully: "This life and body are for you to drive."

Thales rolled his eyes in his heart again.

Gilbert is obviously very good at socializing, but why is his son...

A bit...should I say serious or stunned?

But he also felt that Huaiya seemed to be not on the right track with Gilbert.

Father-son relationship is cold?

Gilbert sighed and continued moving forward with Thales.

This time, when Thales saw the figure under the cloak, he shouted in surprise without any introduction:

"It's you!"

The petite figure under the cloak turned around with her hands on her hips.

"Yes," the other party said carelessly, neither respectful nor cold, but made people feel sincere: "That's me!"

Gilbert (seemingly after meeting his son) said expressionlessly: "You should have seen this one. Like Yodel, she was one of His Majesty's secret guards. This time His Majesty specially sent her to

Call out..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you calling! Kessel can't control me!" The cloaked woman, whose face was hidden, interrupted Gilbert's words. She walked up to Thales unceremoniously and was stunned.

In front of the traveler, he patted his shoulder with his left hand and pointed his right thumb at himself:

"Boy, my name is Ada!"

"Ada?"

Thales was stunned: "Ada Wong?"

"Boom!"

Under the ugly faces of Gilbert and others, Ada hit Thales hard on the head!

"What'wong'! I'm not from the Far East..." Just as Thales bared her teeth and touched her head, she whistled: "Listen up, my name is Ada Lorakat Gisay...

"

Ada seemed to have encountered some obstacle. She scratched her head desperately for several seconds.

In the end, the cloaked woman put down her hand weakly and said in despair:

"Oh, forget it, the name is too long and I sometimes can't remember it... Just call me Ada."

Thales looked at Ada dumbfounded.

I just feel like my original serious outlook on life has been refreshed.

But...this feeling of being knocked on the head...is so familiar.

Several familiar figures appeared in front of his eyes - he didn't know what happened to Yara and those children. He only got some vague information from Morat's mouth.

"Ms. Ada," Gilbert said with a livid expression, "next time, please pay attention to how you behave towards His Highness..."

Thales touched his head, which was gradually losing its pain, and noticed that although Gilbert was dissatisfied, he had no intention of holding him accountable.

So - he also acquiesced: This guy has the right to knock the prince on the head?

"What's wrong!" Ada said dissatisfiedly: "Can't I knock him? When I knocked Mindis on the head, even Keira didn't dare to have any objection..."

Thales' face froze and he noticed that Gilbert didn't retort.

etc.

Mindis?Keira?

Which Mindis in the royal family is it?

Keira, is she the ultimate master in the royal family - the "wolf enemy" Keira Brightstar two hundred years ago?

Her voice sounds very young, but...

Thales raised his eyes and looked at Ada - how old is she?

Thales raised his smile with difficulty:

"Ms. Ada...hehe, you are really...especially lively."

"yes!"

Ada under the cloak seemed very happy and punched her palm: "My whole family said the same thing!"

"Because of this! They kicked me out!"

Thales unabashedly rolled his eyes.

Gilbert coughed hard, attracting the attention of several carriages:

"Everyone, if there are no problems, we can get together on the road... I believe everyone knows the destination and mission of this trip."

"But if there are no doubts, let's get in the car," he said loudly: "Your Majesty and several Dukes are at the North City Gate, waiting to see the delegation off."
To be continued...