Yoder knelt on the spot silently, with a pair of mirror holes on the strange dark purple mask dark and dull.

Thales suppressed all his thoughts and sighed slightly.

"So, it's you there."

Yodel's mask moved.

"Yes," a hoarse and dull voice sounded from under the mask:

"I am here."

The man behind the mask gently stretched out his gloved right hand:

"I am always here."

Thales was silent for a few seconds, and the pain in his arm gradually disappeared.

He took a deep breath.

"yes."

The prince raised his head and showed a gentle smile: "I know."

"I always knew."

He grasped Yoder's hand and stood up with the help of the latter's strength.

The flame of the torch in Yodel's hand flickered, illuminating the surrounding area, but it seemed to fade away when it hit Yodel, and the reflection was very little.

It only made his mask more mysterious and profound.

Thales let go of Yodel's hand and stared at him silently.

Not long ago, the bloody battle between Nikolai and Monty in the wasteland was not only thrilling, but also caused disaster - poor Thales was caught in the middle, which was not only the core bargaining chip that both parties coveted, but also the key means for the two to defeat the enemy, and even... Seriously injured, he was wandering between life and death.

Under a rare opportunity, the sin of the prison river rose up for a long time and swallowed up the young man at that moment.

And when Thales was lying on the ground dying, suffering from the uncontrollable pain of the Hell River Sin, the sensitive senses that were stimulated at that moment fed back new information to the Prince of Stars.

In addition to the Fallen Starman and the Death Crow, who were fighting to the death, and himself who was unable to move, Thales felt a fourth person.

The fourth is the vague breathing, the fourth is the friction between the footsteps and the ground, the fourth is like a curtain, hiding a mysterious character in the shadows.

It silently leaned on the huge rock where the White Blade Guards had their peak duel. It was like a rock, motionless, almost integrated with the environment. Even when Thales was in danger, it lurked quietly, waiting for Nico indifferently and cautiously. The victory and defeat of Len and Monty.

But the two extreme masters in the fierce battle knew nothing about it.

Just like...the old days.

Thales may not recognize that figure, but this does not prevent him from recognizing the "curtain" through the short-term enhanced version of the hell sense - that wonderful and unusual layer, which even the prince himself has experienced. Invisible ripples that separate color and sound.

Realm of Shadows.

At that moment, Thales suddenly understood that in the secret headquarters of Longxiao City, if there was one thing the sly Raphael said right, it must be this:

[We will ensure that you are protected by trustworthy power and manpower from the beginning to the end from outside Longxiao City to the great desert - of course, the number of people will not be too many, but they are all rare elites in the world...]

It's Yodel.

That's why Thales was able to move forward with confidence and enter the desert without looking back, after sparing the lives of Nicolette and Monty.

After escaping from Longxiao City, on the surface, Monty, as the best scout, led Thales to escape the threat of pursuers. Secretly, Yoder, who had sneaked into the Northland at some unknown time, acted as a safeguard in the shadows, guarding them.

The trend - maybe the secret department has long suspected the loyalty of the Death Crow, maybe this was originally the final test for Monty.

In the desert, Thales was in danger several times, but in the end there was always magical "luck" that allowed him to escape from the cold trap of the Desert God: No matter when he ran out of water and food, lost consciousness and fell down in the yellow sand, his life was not deserved.

When the Jedi "bumped" into Dante's greatsword team, and when the orcs were besieging them on all sides, the merchant camp strangely ignited a fire that led to an army of stars.

Now it seems that most of these luck and coincidences are in line with Yoder's consistent style of hiding in secret and taking action secretly.

Not only this, maybe, maybe on the way out of the Palace of Heroes, maybe the black-robed swordsman who came with two swords...

In that second, Thales, who was full of thoughts, silently looked at Yodel's mask, looked at this man who had always been taciturn, and remembered the first time he appeared in Hongfang Street, reaching out to the little beggar at that time.

The shooting scene.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he was already as tall as the masked guard's shoulders.

At this moment.

"Who are you?"

A deep and long voice sounded from the void, and Thales subconsciously became vigilant, only to find that Yoder was motionless, only turning his head to look behind him.

Look at the cell shrouded in darkness.

"It's really a terrifying ability to hide," Sak'el's voice, which looked tired and had endured too much torture, came out from the darkness:

"Before you drew your sword, I didn't even feel anything strange."

Thales frowned. He found that Yoder seemed a little too silent.

"But that mask."

Sak'el in the darkness said calmly:

"I recognize that mask."

mask?

Thales' eyebrows twitched and he quickly looked at Yodel, paying special attention to his strange dark purple mask.

That thing that made him extremely curious from the first time they met.

Just listen to Sak'el's cold laughter: "'Mingshen's trick' - it is also one of the dowries of the Elf Queen. For three hundred years, it has been classified as a 'forbidden object' in the royal treasury. It is not without reason.

of."

Myojin’s trick?

What's this name?

Sak'el's words contained an emotion that made Thales uneasy.

"Latent shadow, camouflage, observation, insight, and even delayed damage..." the prisoner in the prison said slowly: "It can bring too many benefits to its owner..."

"It's almost time to catch up with the price it charges."

cost.

Thales couldn't help but glance at Yoder again, but the latter just remained silent and said nothing.

"Who are you?"

It seemed that Sak'el was also a little impatient, with a hint of impatience in his voice: "Even if you don't look at that mask, not everyone is qualified to wield the Supreme Sword."

"Secret science? Or royal family?"

Just when Thales stared, trying to remind them of their current situation, Yoder suddenly spoke up.

"I'm just an unknown person." The masked guard said calmly.

The prisoner in the darkness was silent for a while.

"No, you're not."

His tone was affirmative.

"you are not."

Behind the mask named "Myojin's Trick", the eyes moved slightly.

A long sigh came from Sak'el.

It seems like I thought of something.

"I told you so..."

"A long time ago, I told you when I taught you hand-to-hand combat in Fuxing Palace," the former royal guard's words were filled with indescribable desolation:

"You are not suitable to be a royal assassin."

Thales saw that the masked guard's figure, which had not moved for a long time, swayed after these words.

Just listen to Sak'el sigh and spit out a friendly name:

"Little Yoder."

The scene seemed to be still in the air, only the firelight continued to flicker.

A few seconds later, Yoder turned around slowly, and his hoarse voice sounded with difficulty:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"gentlemen."

Thales looked both ways awkwardly.

Obviously, this is a long-lost reunion.

"You shouldn't have put on that mask," Sak'el didn't listen to Yoder's words, his voice was filled with a touch of sadness:

"You shouldn't."
To be continued...