The Forbidden Name

Sakrael's voice fell silent.

The entire corridor instantly fell quiet.

Tales found the atmosphere in that moment impossible to describe.

But he clearly saw the varied reactions of the Guard prisoners: Bri looked as if lightning had struck him, his whole body trembling as he whimpered; Talding bitterly closed his eyes, his expression pained; Cannon and Nai looked numb, as if they had expected this all along.

Little Barney, however, stared blankly at the ground without moving.

"So you really said it after all."

Semir sneered, as if long-suppressed resentment had finally found an outlet.

"Sakrael, you..."

Sakrael remained silent.

"No..." Belleti raised the weapon in his hand several times, then lowered it again, as if he could not believe it.

"It really is you. It really is you, sir?"

His brows knitted together, his expression indignant as he sought help from every companion.

Naki stared back at him blankly, shaking his head instinctively.

Kuaishang seemed just as shocked. He whispered to Tales, "My god... They were right. You Starry Sky People really have complicated minds..."

"The White Blade Guard never has this much bullshit..."

Tales stiffly tugged at the corner of his mouth and ignored him.

"Clearly, something was wrong with him when I questioned him earlier."

Semir cut in coldly, with an inexplicable bitterness in his voice.

"And now..."

"Does anyone still have doubts?"

The Guard prisoners fell silent for a while.

Watching all this, Tales suddenly understood.

As early as when Kuaishang had released Little Barney and the others, the seven Guard prisoners had already seen through the impostor Wyatt.

But these seven vicious men had not chosen to kill the clumsy fraud immediately, because the self-important Kuaishang had provided another piece of sensational information:

Sakrael was hunting the Prince.

Ironically, in a sense, it was Kuaishang's