"My God, Your Royal Highness the Prince, what are you doing here, our lord has not come back yet," said the hostess.

There was a lively look, and a few people didn't care about loosening Zheng Fei's ties, so they ran out and hid behind the pillar, secretly watching.

Zheng Fei never liked to watch the excitement and sit and rest.

However, when he heard the prince's next words, he couldn't sit still anyway.

"Britney is gone, I'm going to settle accounts with the old fellow!" roared the prince.

This roar made him chuckle in his heart, and he picked up the dagger with his toes and put it in his hand, cutting the rope.

After that, he walked out the door holding his injured arm and peeked down.

In the hall, in addition to the prince and the members of the Santos family, there were a dozen soldiers who were always vigilant with muskets, and the girls cowered in the corner, looking at the prince with both fear and admiration.

Zheng Fei only cares about Britney's whereabouts now, pricking up his ears to listen.

The hostess exclaimed, "Oh my God, where did you get our Britney?"

From her panicked eyes, the prince could tell that she really didn't know anything, and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to put down their guns and take their seats at the table.

The maid brought him a bowl of soup, cut a slice of ham, and quietly withdrew.

He ate the ham slowly, raised his eyelids, and said, "Are all the men in your family dead?

Because of his gentlemanly demeanor, especially as a prince, he can't do anything to a woman even if he has a fire, and if there is a man in the house, he will definitely be beaten into a bun face.

"Our lord called them to do something, and they won't be back tonight. The hostess squeezed out a slight smile and motioned for the daughters to sit down and dine with the prince.

The merry prince enjoyed this feeling very much, and many beautiful ladies surrounded him, talking softly, as if visiting a kiln, and it was a high-class kiln.

"What the hell is going on, Your Royal Highness, Britney has you off?" the plump eldest daughter asked as she rubbed her shoulder.

"Santos brought her to me this morning, so that I can get her done tonight, who knows that she will be gone as soon as I get back to my room after taking a shower in the evening!" said the prince hatefully, touched the delicate hand of the beautiful woman, glanced at every girl present, and said, "Actually, I think that your beauty is no worse than Britney's. ”

"Ha~"

The girls pursed their lips and snickered in a pretended reserve, and their hearts blossomed with joy, wondering if he would choose to sleep with him tonight.

The European aristocracy of the Middle Ages had a rotten life, was drunk with money, and there were very few girls who were clean and thoughtful.

Their conversation was tantamount to gospel for Zheng Fei, and after knowing that Britney was not insulted, he suddenly felt a lot happier and grimaced happily.

No matter where Britney is now, he believes that she will come to him, provided that he leaves Santos Manor, because she will never return to this wolf's den that feels like home.

Now, he had to go to the tavern as much as he could.

About half an hour later, when the prince had finished his meal, as the girls had expected, he did not leave in a hurry, but put his hand on the eldest daughter's lap and squeezed it, then wrapped his arms around her waist, and carried her into the house, to vent his desires.

No one stopped it, and for the aristocratic lady who has accepted countless men, this is a kind of enjoyment, a joy of fish and water.

In the center of Lisbon, when the clock strikes ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the Santos estate is quiet, and even the beautiful maid, who is busy until the latest, falls asleep accompanied by soldiers.

With the help of the clumsy Juan and Jims, Zheng Fei got his wig and beard again, changed into loose clothes, put on a large-brimmed hat, and walked out of the manor under the moonlight in order to prevent covering his wounds.

I don't know what da Vinci put on his wound, it was cool and comfortable, as long as he didn't move his arm to fight the wound, he couldn't feel any pain.

It was the powder of some kind of rose fruit, which was called the poppy.

Because of his injuries, he walked for more than an hour to reach the door of the tavern, passed the men who were cheering at the dancers with their glasses high, and came to the bar and smiled at the waiter, saying, "Ten Spanish hams, fifty salt-baked peas, two barrels of beer, send them inside." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the compartment, which contained at least forty people, including Santiago Hans and several sailors.

The waiter looked at him in surprise, and didn't recognize him because of the big difference in makeup, and said, "Ham is the most expensive of ours, and it costs five silver coins." ”

Zheng Fei took out a handful of more than a dozen gold coins from his pocket and spread them on the table, and said, "Add me another bucket of goat's milk and ten servings of barbecue." ”

The waiter was a little stunned, staring directly at the pile of gold coins, which was more than his annual income.

"It's full of unappreciative inferiors, and you invite them to eat such a good thing," he said, scratching his scalp in confusion.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't, go and prepare. With that, Zheng Fei flashed into the compartment.

The chatter in the room stopped abruptly, the dim oil light flickered, the atmosphere was dull, and everyone was silent for two seconds, only to hear Ares say, "Please go out, we are talking about things." ”

As his words fell, two tall, strong men grabbed the bottles and drove him out.

He exhaled helplessly and shouted, "Santiago!"

When Santiago, who was sitting next to Ares, heard this, he immediately stopped: "Don't, he's the one we have to wait for!"

Ares touched his nose and said, "I just saw him last night, it's not like this." ”

This group of descendants of knights living at the bottom of society subconsciously became vigilant, because this was not the first time that someone wanted to take advantage of them.

"Can't you hear me? You ate my ham last night and drank my good wine. Zheng Fei said, ripped off his beard in front of everyone, and said, "This is my true face." ”

Seeing his face, everyone exclaimed almost at the same time, and then, Ares pointed at him in surprise and said, "You, you are the one who escaped from prison!"

"Do you want to report me for a bounty?" Zheng Fei shrugged his shoulders and said, "That is equivalent to selling your faith in exchange for money." ”

"Faith?" Ares frowned, caught a glimpse of a subordinate at the door who wanted to sneak out, and shouted, "Horn, stop!"

The guy named Horn stopped in confusion and said, "Boss, report that he has five hundred silver coins to take, which is enough to buy a small ranch and grow bigger and bigger!"

"Don't forget the oath of your ancestors, or Satan the Devil will tear you apart. ”

"But he didn't bring the Eternal Knife with him."

Hearing this, Ares nodded, moved his gaze to Zheng Fei, and said, "Where's your knife?"

Zheng Fei beckoned, and Santiago took out a flat pole and stepped on it, it was hollow, and the Eternal Knife was lying inside, and the scabbard was shining black under the illumination of the light.