Chapter 17

"What's your name?"

Araki asked curiously.

"Green, you can call me Green."

The World of Truth replied with a smile.

Araki nodded.

"How about I take you to my house? If you need a job, I can also provide it for you."

Araki asked while pulling Green.

"What kind of job?"

Green was curious.

"You can be my personal attendant, and I will take good care of you."

Araki replied.

"Since I am your personal attendant, it should be my responsibility to take care of you, you're welcome."

Green said with a smile.

Araki nodded.

He pulled Green home.

A lively night is always a little more dangerous than other places.

He didn't want the person in front of him to be an illusion, nor did he want the person in front of him to suddenly disappear in front of him because of something.

So he was even a little anxious.

He chose a small path.

The road was dark, and only the tall street lights outside could cast light in, but even this little light was dim, like a signal for help, revealing a sense of urgency.

Araki pulled Green and quickened his pace, hoping to leave here as soon as possible, to a safer place to avoid meeting anyone, but unfortunately, things did not go as he wished.

The road he was walking on was suddenly blocked by people in front and behind. Those people did not look like they were taking a walk, nor did they look like they had prepared to celebrate here in advance.

They held weapons in their hands, either knives or sticks, and approached the center little by little. It seemed that they had prepared to kill him here.

Seeing this, he felt like the dust had settled. He sighed, pulled Green and whispered, "I'm so sorry that I got you into this situation."

Green patted his shoulder and smiled, "It doesn't matter. There are two of us. Even if we die and go underground, we won't go to hell alone."

Araki smiled, "You're still joking at this time."

"This may not be a joke."

Green replied softly.

At this time, the two groups of people in front and behind were close enough to launch a frontal, close-range attack on them.

"Can you fight?"

Araki asked Green.

"A little bit."

Green replied.

You can't just surrender at this time.

They started fighting.

Green grabbed the weapons on the other side and returned them to them.

They lay on the ground, red liquid flowed out of their bodies, and after two thrusts, they finally stopped moving.

It was quiet here, and Green looked to the other side.

Araki was struggling with those people.

Green joined the fight, and soon formed an overwhelming situation, with all the enemies lying on the ground. Green threw away his weapon and pulled Araki away, but another wave of people appeared on the road.

This wave of people came later, and there were much fewer people than the previous wave.

Green didn't know whether he should be relieved or more nervous, so he laughed.

Araki said to him, "If you hadn't fought them with me just now, and you suddenly laughed like this, I would have thought you were in the same group with them."

"Really? I thought even if I helped them, you would think I was yours."

Green replied with a smile.

Araki blinked his eyes: "Actually, it's almost the same."

The people on the opposite side came over.

The leader, wearing black clothes, said to them: "You two, just surrender, we won't kill you, we just invite you to our place as guests."

"Who believes their lies?"

Green whispered.

"We can't fight anymore."

It's better to delay time.

Araki answered Green.

The two looked at each other, Green nodded, stepped back, and handed the home court to Araki.

"You said you won't kill us, then whose people are you?"

Araki asked.

"It's hard to say, it's just taking money from people and doing things for them." The

man in black laughed.

"Then why do you want to invite us to be your guests? We are not related. You suddenly came to our house like this, so rashly, and you don't have the attitude of inviting guests at all."

Araki continued.

"Actually, we know each other, Your Highness. Have you forgotten? It was Her Majesty the Queen who turned us into what we are now. If it weren't for Her Majesty the Queen, you wouldn't be alive today. If it were n't for Her Majesty the

Queen, we wouldn't be alive today either. We are alive today just to seek revenge on that old witch. Unfortunately, the old witch is like a frightened person and refuses to come out.

We had no choice but to find her son who is living outside to take revenge. Don't blame us if you die. Blame your wicked parents.

It's really rare for them to have a son like you.

But we don't believe that anything good can come out of your family."

The man in black clapped his hands.

"Let's talk about this now. Come with us. If you listen to me, you still have a chance to survive. If you don't, don't blame us for doing something."

The man in black said to the two.

"I'll follow you, okay. But you can't hurt my friends."

Araki said to the man in black.

The man in black nodded and agreed.

The two followed the man in black.

The man in black took them to a warehouse.

"If you want to stay alive, do as I say. Your Highness, please come out with us. We will take good care of your friend, but if you don't listen to us, he will die."

The man in black said to Araki with a smile.

Araki glanced at Green, who patted his hands and motioned him to go with peace of mind, saying that he would find a way to leave.

He nodded and followed the man in black out.

The black man tied him up, tied him with only a rope, and took him to a high platform, where there were countless people below.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Araki asked with narrowed eyes.

"To be honest, I want to announce a small matter to everyone.

This matter requires the help of Your Highness, so we specially asked you. As long as you cooperate with us, your friend will be fine."

The man in black said with a smile.

He seemed to think that this thing was going to succeed, so he didn't worry about saying anything more.

Araki remained silent.

The man in black pulled him and shouted to the people below: "Listen to me, His Royal Highness the Prince is in my hands. Anyone can go and tell that old witch the Queen.

If she still has her dignity, come here now and use the money to exchange her son.

If she would rather take the money than her son, that's even better, let the whole world see what kind of face she has.

I will then disfigure his son and break his limbs, and take him out to sell. Anyone can come and see him as long as they pay.

This is His Royal Highness the Prince, one-of-a-kind, and he will definitely sell for a good price.

Don't hesitate, today's matter will never come back again. If you hesitate for a moment, it will be too late to regret."

The people below were instantly boiling with excitement, as if a drop of hot water had been dropped into a frying pan.

The scene was very noisy and the atmosphere was particularly heated, as if this was really an auction instead of a kidnapping.

The news soon reached the ears of the queen.

The king was with the queen and frowned when he heard the news.

"How could the prince be mixed with those commoners? Isn't there someone watching over the prince all the time? How could such a malicious person appear next to the prince?

What are you doing?

How can you be sure that the person who said that was the prince must be the prince?

In my opinion, this is just a deception.

Someone wants to destroy our reputation, so he made a fake one, pretending to be the prince to deceive us.

If we save the prince, our loss will be in vain. They spent a sum of money and got a fake one back.

If we don't save the prince, we will lose our reputation and it will be more difficult to govern the country in the future. What a good calculation.

But they thought wrong, I have more than one son, the prince. If this prince doesn't exist, there will be the next one.

Do I still fear them? I am the king. I am the king. Who are they? How dare they threaten me? I am afraid that they don't know their place.

Today I will teach them how to write the word death. "

The king said and was about to go out.

The queen hesitated for a moment and held the king: "Isn't it not good to let the prince go to die directly?

We haven't confirmed it yet, how can we be sure that the person in the hands of the man in black is definitely not our son?"

"That person scolded you like that, can you remain indifferent? If you can't remain indifferent, can your son remain indifferent?

This is strange.

Everyone says that he is a good person. It is rude to scold the father before the son. He was not angry when the man in black treated him like that. Either he is pretending all the time, or he just hates you.

If he is pretending, then he is not worthy of being a prince.

If he hates you, what's the point of finding him back? Will he fight against you in the future? Or do you want someone who hates you to be undercover by your side so that he can kill you in the future? If

you want to die so much, don't pull him. Come to me.

I won't accompany you. Think about it carefully. We'll go out after