Chapter 484 is not the same way of living

When Tyres walked tiredly on the sand under his feet, most of the Royal Guards stood up and waited.

Pay tribute to it.

Only Sakuel, who was sitting the furthest, turned his head to him.

In the desert, Tyres plowed the sand one step after another.

Every step of his life was trapped in the sand, but every time he struggled to get rid of the gravel and take the next step.

as usual.

Finally, Taylors stopped in front of everyone.

He quietly looked at the dark Guards of the Royal Guard.

It’s this group of people...

The fast rope that is fighting the military food cake turned his eyes, and he rushed to stand up and roll up. As soon as he faced himself with his life, he showed a charming smile of "Oh, it is me."

Beletti looked at Barney and looked at Sackel and found that they didn't have to speak. They just sighed:

"His Royal Highness..."

Tyres interrupted him:

"ended."

In front of the strange people, the prince smiled:

"Although thousands of people have witnessed your escape from the scene..."

The voice of Tells is low:

"But... it's all over."

ended?

Belletti and Tarding looked at each other and surprised each other.

The prince turned and looked at the desert in the dawn. The cavalry of the team and the team quickly ran back and forth under the dispatch, conveying Roman's orders, and watching Ricky return to his people, calming and pointing to the side. Point mercenaries.

"The official statement is: In the civil strife of the Blades Camp, the Wings of Legends personally executed every fugitive, leaving no living."

The guards were shocked and confused.

The teenager is faintly authentic:

"So, all the prisoners who were imprisoned 18 years ago have all passed away."

"You... understand?"

Everyone slowed down and digested the news.

A look at Tyres:

"I want to do more, repeat your old case, elute your crimes, restore your reputation, but..."

He did not say anything more.

The people of the Guard are silent, and they look at each other from time to time, full of hesitation and sorrow.

"His Royal Highness..."

Beletti took a deep breath, as if he had a lot of courage:

"We, we..."

But Tyres is self-sufficient:

"The Baron Williams will arrange everything else, the secrets, the army, and you will not be blocked."

Little Barney frowned.

"As for how to get out of here, hide your identity, and hide your name..."

Tyres swept through the exhausted and scarred guards, hoarse:

"You are all masters of stunts, I believe you will have a way."

Hide your identity, hide your name...

Belletti and several others looked at each other and were puzzled.

Before waiting for other people to react, Taylors looked at the hippie smiley guy:

"Help me a little more, take the fast rope - bring this guy, take it away from here, and let him stay away from the vision of the people."

Everyone turned their heads, and the smirking fast rope looked stiff.

"Don't ask who he is, don't ask where he is from."

Tyres looked tired and looked at the fast rope, squeezing out the smile:

"This is what I owe him."

The fast rope is stunned.

After saying this, Tyres sighed and stepped on the soft, cold, dead gravel under his feet:

"just now."

He looked up and looked at the early yang of the East:

"You are free."

free.

At the moment when the word was said to be exported, all the members of the Guards were stunned.

Including Sac El.

free?

At that moment, it was filled with confusion and confusion in the air.

Buri and Cannon looked at the East in a confused way, slightly shaken.

Little Barney looked at the sand under his feet and fell into meditation.

Belletti and Tarding looked at everyone with sorrow. I don't know what to say.

The fast rope turned his eyes and seemed to understand that this is not a good time to speak.

Only Sackel, he stared at Taylors motionless.

"enjoy it."

Tyres looked at them deeply, showing a gratifying smile and turning around.

He faltered and walked down the sand dunes with a white horse, like the Romans in the picture.

"His Royal Highness."

At this time, Belletti finally could not help but open:

"What about you?"

His words dragged people who were immersed in God out of the unspeakable atmosphere.

Tyres stopped.

But he does not look back:

"I am a prince, remember?"

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Romain in the distance:

"I will go back with them, first return to the blade camp."

"Go back to Yongxing City."

Go back to my starting point.

To face my destiny...

Tyres clenched his fists.

my future.

"His Royal Highness."

Beletti took a deep breath and looked around, and nodded to each other with her colleagues.

"Let's follow you."

"Whether it is a blade camp, or a Yongxing city."

Taylors frowned slightly.

I saw Beletti step forward, facing the back of Tyres, and sincerely said to the chest:

"This sword is only for the emperor to wave."

"Only for the emperor to break."

Tarding and Cannon also pressed their chests and followed the road solemnly:

"There is no other use."

Tyres trembled slightly.

He slowly turned around and looked at the scars and exhaustion in front of him, but he still tried to stand up and stretch his chest.

Maybe……

Just like eighteen years ago.

Tyres can't help but feel a little emotional.

At that moment, the desert was silent.

The atmosphere did not dare to take a quick rope and looked around. He was so embarrassed that he still pressed the sentence "Can I go first?"

A few seconds later, Taylor smiled softly.

"First of all, I am not an emperor."

The prince sighed:

"There is no emperor in this world."

The guards put their arms down and were slightly surprised.

"Secondly, I can't convince my father, and he will only throw you into jail again."

The eyes of Tyres swept over everyone and swept the mark on their faces:

"Or worse."

The guards seemed to be unable to react for a while, and they looked at each other.

Tyres smiled and shook his head and left.

Leave a mysterious guard.

Another breeze blew, blowing a little bit of heat.

"But we are dead."

Tartin’s bleak voice rang low and stopped the pace of Tyres.

I saw that Tardin looked at the sand under his feet and raised his head slowly:

"His Royal Highness, we... nowhere else to go."

His words made the rest of the guards feel unstable.

Sakuel, who stood the farthest, even turned his head.

"Let us work for you, this is what I can think of, our only value." Talding is bitter.

Tyres breathed a sigh of relief.

The only value...

He remembered the pledge of the guards and suddenly mixed feelings.

Royal Guard, is that?

Feeling the silence of silence, the teenager nodded and smiled:

"If in the past, when I was young, maybe I would say ‘OK, come and work for me’.”

"but now……."

The prince was so angry.

He then raised his head and sincerely looked at everyone, receiving them or being confused, or unwilling, or empty, or lost eyes:

"Eighteen years, you have been the stars, the palace of revival, the royal family of the comet... More importantly, paying enough for yourself and for your choice."

Many people are shaking.

Tyres walked back to Tardin's body and looked at his doubtful eyes.

"What you need is rebirth."

Tyres wanted to get on his shoulder, but he regretted that this movement was awkward because of his height.

"It is truly, freely, unbounded, unrestricted..."

The teenager shrugged helplessly, and had to hold his fist and tap on the shoulder of Tardin:

"...live."

The wind blows and blows the words of Tells into the distance.

The Guards’ people looked at the prince in front of them.

Silence and confusion have shrouded here.

"And believe me, you always have a place to go."

Tyres showed a soft smile and looked at the East rising to the Asahi:

"A better place."

Tarding looked at the prince slyly.

Belletti opened his mouth and said nothing, but did not say anything.

But the small voice of Little Barney sounded and attracted attention:

"As far as the history of the stars is concerned, it is never easy to be a prince."

Tyres frowned and looked at Barney through a group of figures and came to him:

"You will need a hidden power outside of your vision."

"We are very suitable, as your sword outside the Fuxing Palace."

Before Barney stood in front of everyone, his eyes stared at Tells.

Thales took a second.

As a prince...

Outside the field of vision...

Hidden power...

At that moment, Taylors remembered a lot.

For example, the map of the Revival Palace given to him by King Nunn.

For example, the death of the crow is a maddening look.

And a long time ago, the tone of the black prophet haze.

This makes Taylor a little bit fascinating.

"It’s clever."

Taylors looked up and smiled at everyone:

"The brazier, the guy who just got the shadow shield, he also said something similar to me."

This makes everyone a glimpse.

Shadow Shield?

"I want to be the secret of my secret."

But Tyres immediately laughed and laughed.

"power?"

In the eyes of the unknown, Tyres looked up innocently and looked at the endless desert:

"Yeah, I took you out of the dark dungeons, from the bottomless abyss, from the eternal nightmare."

He shook his head and smiled with his hands:

"So, I have gained your loyalty?"

"And can you be my strength?"

The prince seems to be talking to himself, so that everyone can't figure it out:

"Then, then we will get along with each other, make meritorious deeds, sweep the Quartet, and stay in the history of history?"

Tells looked at the distance from the sunrise, and there were ridiculous ridicules in the eyes:

"Good story."

"Enough to write a novel."

The Guards looked at each other and were amazed.

Belletti tried to ask:

"His Royal Highness..."

But Tyres quickly returned, and his complex face opened:

"A long time ago, I met a guy."

"He always smiles, watching the children fall into the endless abyss, watching them helpless, then smiling, appearing as a savior and lend a helping hand to them."

"In this way, he can occupy the high ground without blasphemy. Through the blameless ethics, he will be rewarded with innocence, shoulderless burden, and become the master of the savior, and harvest one by one. The man."

Taylor sighed softly, and his words made Belletti and Tartin look at each other and face doubts.

The prince looked around at the crowd and looked at their tired and tired postures.

"If you modify the angle of view and the brushwork, the virtual beauty is sinister, and he is enough to be the protagonist of the legendary story. The image is perfect and logically accomplished in the final chapter of the finale."

Thales secluded:

"Besides... I was a member of those children."

Everyone is silent.

Tyres was quiet for two seconds and then looked up:

"You know, Sachuel's sentence is still somewhat reasonable."

"I'm thinking……"

“Is everything I do to help you, or help me?”

The Guards veterans are again in awe.

Only the penalty knight looked straight to him, his eyes wide.

I saw that Taylors looked at each other's eyes with deep eyes and shouted their names:

"Bani, Belletti, Tarding, Cannon, Bry..."

"Sackel."

The person who was shouted could not help but subconsciously stand up.

"listen."

Taylors is serious and serious:

"It’s not me who saved you, but you."

"Your freedom is what you have won."

"You don't owe me anything."

This made many people stunned.

"You are tortured and you have to escape from birth."

Tyres looked at the direction of the camp and his tone was firm:

"Not for loyalty to me, not for a shackle, not for a master."

"Not for the sake of standing, not for the abyss of power."

The prince looked at everyone unquestionably, and even the fast rope stood up subconsciously.

"If you escape the bones of the bones, they turn into my hands and become the second prince's game chips..."

"Thething that I have done today, and everything that you have endured in the past, has lost its meaning."

Tyres tightened his throat and sighed:

"It’s just that the selfishness of another comet has brought you back to the old game, pushing back the whirlpool 18 years ago, and the nightmare reappears."

"You... don't deserve such a fate."

At that moment, everyone was silent for a while.

Sakuel saw his eyes changed.

"Do you know what you are doing?" Little Barney's voice rang slowly.

Pioneer officials frowned, seemingly ironic to refute the words of Tyres:

"Don't talk about anything, at least, we all know your secret..."

His last word bite hard.

Also let everyone in the room change color!

Even Taylors has a look.

My secret.

After the crowd, the fast rope subconsciously seized the time in his hand.

Barney disregards the eyes of Belletti and Tarding, and bites his teeth:

"For your safety and interests, if you don't take advantage of this opportunity to bind us to your side, grow yourself..."

"That is very unwise."

Little Barney cold and cold:

"If you have a leak, wait for your fate... it will be very bad."

Taylor is silent.

Belletti patted Barney's shoulder, but the latter ignored him.

But a few seconds later, Taylor looked up and smiled.

"Not long ago, I met a prince - another."

Everyone was puzzled.

Only the fast rope changed color.

“He told me that the lifestyle we chose was doomed to our end, nothing to do with power, no status.”

"If I go to the sky fly camp, shit, fear, and even scams, I care about power..."

Tyres intentionally or unconsciously looked at the fast rope in the crowd and sighed:

"Then I will never be able to break the shackles of fate."

His words made everyone silent.

Tells looks at everyone:

"Like you are now."

"Your choices have determined what you have gained, whether it is another chain of names, or..."

Tyres took a deep breath and slowly spit out:

"Real freedom."

Everyone was slightly moved, and even Barney gently bowed his head.

When many people began to meditate, a long-lost voice penetrated the sand:

"You are not like your father."

The crowd turned around and was surprised to find that Sackel was standing on the periphery.

father.

In the mind of Tyres, the first time the father and son met, in the hall of Didis.

He remembered the northern world, remembered the dragon blood, and remembered the blade camp.

Think of the crown on the throne, the scepter.

father.

However, Tyres was only slightly fascinated, and then he smiled at the penalty knight who spoke:

"Because I am not him."

He definitely said:

"It will never be."

Sackel stared at him, but suddenly snorted:

"not necessarily."

This made Taylor's smile a little lighter.

However, Sackel said the next sentence:

"Your mother has passed away."

Tereson was shocked!

I saw the penalty knight faint:

"Don't look for her again."

For a moment, all eyes turned to Saciel.

Already... died?

"What do you mean?"

The responding Taylors was amazed:

"Do you know my mother? Serran Rana?"

But Sackel just shook his head and turned his face back to indifference: "No."

"But remember my words - she is dead."

This time, Tyres stared at him for a long time.

What he said...

died……

Then...

Finally, in the face of Sakuel, who is as silent as ice, the prince can only helplessly sigh.

"Forget it, I guess you won't tell me."

Sakuel didn't answer, just looking at him coldly.

But Tyres immediately scorned:

"‘has passed away, don’t look for her again...”

"Sackel, you know, what is the most interesting part of the language?"

Sacuel frowned.

The prince narrowed his eyes:

“People always like to focus on the back.”

This is what makes Sackel a glimpse.

Tyres smiled.

The sound of the horses rang in the distance.

The prince took a breath and gave up and continued to ask questions, turning to look at the rising yang.

"The Royal Guard, the last time, I commanded as the comet of Tells... No, tell you."

The Guards suddenly awe.

Just listen to the prince's secluded tunnel:

"The nightmare is gone, the darkness is no longer."

He carefully scanned everyone.

Barney, who is stubborn, Beleti, who is worried, the biting of Tardin, the cower who cringes like Cannon, and the unwilling Bree...

Sakuel, who is silent.

And a fast rope.

"From this moment on, really free..."

He smiled.

"Live."

After saying this, Tyres turned back and turned to the dunes in the distance, no matter what other people's reactions - where Roman was waiting for him.

Like the time he came, Tyres dragged his tired body and stepped open the gravel.

Going to his return home.

The morning light shines, and golden reflections appear on his back:

ended.

With these...

His eyes flashed through everything in the dungeon.

Very emotional.

what a pity……

"His Royal Highness."

Behind him came a small shout of Belletti's whimper.

But Tyres just shook his head and continued to trek.

Don't look back.

do not.

Royal Guard.

He thought silently.

I hope that the nightmare that the comet will bring to you will disappear.

There was a faint muffled sound behind him.

The fascinating Tellers did not look back.

But in the next second, more and more muffled sounds came one after another.

The cavalry and mercenaries in the distance seemed to see something, and they were slightly stunned, and they all turned their eyes to this side.

Ok?

Tyres, who was interrupted by his thoughts, stopped.

In the distance, Roman frowned, and Ricky also stopped talking to his subordinates.

They are all looking towards this side.

Reminded by these anomalies, Tells looked back in confusion.

And he immediately stopped.

this is……

The first morning shines, the long yellow sand.

I saw six stubborn figures, like iron cast on the horizon of the desert, slightly leaning forward.

Light and shadow blur, pull out a neat and consistent road figure, to withstand the morning light and sand scrub.

this is……

Taylor looked at the sights in front of him: Sackel, Little Barney, Belletti...

It is the Royal Guard.

Wind and sand, everyone in the Guard, I do not know when I have kneel down in the sand.

They didn't say a word, they didn't move, they couldn't see the face, and they couldn't tell the expression.

They just put their right palm against the chest, the left arm is swaying backwards, facing the direction of the prince...

Deeply bowed.

As if the last tribute.

At that moment, Tyres looked at the six shadows, and his chest sank.

He licked his mouth.

But Taylor did not say anything after all.

He smiled and raised his right fist and gently rubbed his chest.

Then decisively turned back.

Behind him, six figures hang their heads lower.

The wing of the legend standing in the distance frowned and looked at this scene:

In the distance, between the golden sand dunes, six men with scars were firmly on the ground and bowed in the same direction.

In the vicinity, under the white sky, the thin young boy slowly came, the pace was difficult but firm, and the expression was bitter and gratifying.

It is like a painting.

"The comet." Roman muttered, snoring.

In the team of the sword of the disaster, Josh looked at the six figures uncomfortably, and dismissed Semir, who was obsessed with his side:

"If you want, you can join them,"

"You can't forget it anyway."

Semir looked heavy and turned to Josh.

"I thought you would know better than me."

Josh one:

"What is clear?"

Semir snorted and looked at the sky:

"Would you forget your wife and children, Josh?"

Wife and children...

Josh froze.

He unconsciously squeezed the hilt and bit his teeth.

Looking at Josh's appearance, Semir sighed:

"Yeah, I know."

"But ah, once something is lost," Semir looked at the six knees on the knees and stood up slowly.

"It is irreparable."

The next moment, Semir’s confused eyes returned to resoluteness:

"In addition to the future, we have nowhere to go."

"Nothing."

Semir turned and left.

Leave behind a complicated Josh.

Josh looked at the six figures and looked at the back of Semir.

Cray came and asked strangely: "What happened?"

Josh shook his head and turned back to pack up:

"It's nothing."

In the eyes of Cray, Josh muttered without hesitation:

"Cut, self-righteous empire."

In the distance, Tyres endured the desire to turn back and move forward step by step.

Until the sound of the fast rope sounded from behind.

"Hey!"

Taylors turned back and subconsciously caught the package in his arms.

"Your luggage."

The fast rope stood behind him and his tone was somewhat low.

"And yours...hey."

Another fast rope throws time to him, forcing Tyres to be in a hurry.

Fast rope sighed and looked at the Royal Guards who slowly got up and drifted away:

"Are you sure you don't want them?"

"They will be very helpful, and it is rare to have such a deep embarrassment with you, loyal to you, willing to be born and died for you."

Tyres struggled to hang the parcel, vomited and smiled:

"Maybe."

Fast rope frowns:

"You know, your identity is not good... If you have them to be a man, then at least in the future when you encounter an accident..."

He did not say anything.

Tyres tilted his mouth.

Yeah, that's it, so...

"The sword of disaster."

Taylor suddenly made a noise.

"Do you know that they are looking for those who have fallen into the endless abyss, using the desperate hollows in the heart of the latter, and promised to use their empty promises to capture their spirits, swear by others, and to take them away. use."

"Even if you push them into the abyss, it's not Ricky."

Tyres looked at the fast rope of doubts and said seriously:

"And I hate that feeling."

The fast rope narrowed his eyes and said that he was puzzled.

Tyres sighed and took his eyes back from the back of the Royal Guard and looked at the sky:

"Like there is an invisible hand in destiny, the poor people are tortured and bruised and desperate, just for today, when I stand here, they will be willing to become my paws. For my use, until I finish the final chapter that I am destined for."

The fast rope is stunned.

I saw Taylor's faintly authentic:

"But I can't do it, I can't do that kind of hypocrisy, shamelessness, and selfishness."

"They are not my pieces."

"As I am not a **** of fate."

The two were silent for a few seconds.

Fast rope sighed:

"If my father is here, it will definitely make you stupid."

King Nunn?

Yes.

Maybe.

Tyres smiled.

"Do you know, that Ricky, he said that my end of power has been drifting, swinging left and right, no direction."

"I think he is right."

"So I made my choice."

Taylors fixedly stared at the fast rope:

"Just like you made a choice."

"That's it."

This sentence made the expression of the fast rope fade, revealing a thoughtful look.

After a few seconds, the fast rope suddenly opened:

"You are different."

Tyres is stunned:

"What is different?"

The fast rope shook his head.

"I can't say it, but..."

The fast rope frowned and looked at Tells:

"I can feel."

"Compared with the tales that were in the desert before..."

There is something in the fast rope, and the expression is dignified and serious:

"You seem to have something more, and something less."

The two face to face and silence for a few seconds.

Tyles raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly.

"Maybe... I grew up."

Fast rope picks up eyebrows.

"You know, this journey has taught me a lot."

Tyres sighed slightly, looking to the northwest, looking in the direction of the coming, actually a little crazy:

"Even more than the sum of six years before."

The fast rope looked at him and sighed.

"So this is goodbye - you have to go back to be a prince, are you?"

Taylors is coming back.

"I guess, yes."

With a sense of sadness, he reluctantly ridiculed:

"Go back to the chain of power."

The chain of power.

The fast rope was silent for a few seconds.

"As a prince, Tyres, what do you think of my father?"

The fast rope is abruptly:

"As a king?"

Taylors a glimpse.

King Nunn?

Thinking of this name, Taylors recalled a lot of past, can not help but frown.

Unn VII of Exeter.

As...the king?

Looking at the fast rope or sad or unsmiling expression, Taylor sighed:

"He is a well-deserved generation of hegemons."

"Foresight, wrists, wise and ruthless."

just……

Not too lucky.

Taylors bowed his head.

"Yes."

The fast rope seems to have aroused memories, nodding:

"What do you think, how do you compare Tyres Comet with him?"

I?

With the king of Nunn?

Taylors stunned again.

However, in a few seconds, I remembered that the other side challenged Pfeiffer’s decision, poisoned Alex’s sternness, drank the majesty of the Dagong, passed the decisiveness of “Triumphal”, and witnessed the timidity of the disaster, and he’s hidden behind the scenes. Both myself and Lombard counted countless plots...

Tyres can't help but laugh:

"No, I will live this life..."

"Not as good as he is."

The fast rope was silent, and his face was not good, as if he remembered something unpleasant.

"Listen, Tells."

After a few seconds, the fast rope sighed:

"I don't know how the Ecker Mingjun, such as the Dragon King, the Cold King, the Broken Steel and the Whisperer, led the army and ruled Wanfang..."

"I don't know how the princes of the revival king, the swearing swearers, and the sages of the princes prospered the country and brought Dazhi..."

Speaking of so many names, his tone is a bit of a relaxed and humorous, quite serious.

This makes Taylor not very comfortable.

This second, the face of the fast rope is as serious as it is, and Taylor is subconsciously raising his waist.

It seems as if the person in front of him has changed back to the Moral Walton.

"But after today, I know at least one thing."

Morar stared at the juvenile:

"Tells, whether it is my father or my brother."

He slowly shook his head, but his tone was categorical:

"They even have a little finger of you..."

"I can't match."

silence.

A long silence.

Looking at Moral’s resolute and unquestionable look, Terscher was completely stunned.

he……

He says……

what?

"Moral, you..." Taylors, who had reacted to it, opened his mind subconsciously.

But Morar interrupted him.

"Tells," I saw the second son of King Nunn slowly approaching, holding the shoulders of Tyres with one hand:

"Become a king."

"A good king."

At this moment, the rare light shines in the eyes of Prince Morar Walton:

"Because today, I believe that you will be better than them, than the other kings."

"You can prove: even in the shackles of power..."

"There can be different ways of living."

At the time of writing this paragraph, especially when I wrote everyone’s tears, I was satisfied, and I was satisfied, ready to let Taylors accept them with a smile, as a younger brother...

There was a sudden feeling of horror in the absence of a sword. It was like the tales in the text suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. He used his deep and disdainful eyes to penetrate the words of the text, and gave me a look.

I was so shocked that I had a finger.

Then, he calmly turned back and told the people of the Guard, and told the fate of the meditation:

This is not his choice.

(No swords tremble, his face changes)

Say good to accept the younger brother?

Against the sky, Tyres is actually out of control?

District role, even the author's will dare to resist?

What about the villains? What about the enemy? Difficult?

All dug out from the outline of the back! Put it on!

(No sword looks at Taylors, he waved heavily)

Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi - this son can not stay!

Cut him!

(End of this chapter)