"Faith is a terrible thing indeed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info" Looking out the window at the night sky, Christine sighed.

After a while, Urban's mouth was a little dry, he poured a glass of water and drank it, and then continued.

"So, now that you know his strength and guts, what is your decision?"

"What do you want me to decide?"

"Of course I want you to live well, before dinner, I want you to come with us, but now I have to reconsider, the captain's ambition is so great that I can't guess what he wants to do, such a person is terrible. ”

"So, you now want me to refuse him to stay in Denmark?"

"No, for me, the best option is to leave Denmark without agreeing to him, and we will go to France or England with a sum of money, buy a manor castle to live in peace, and then find you a beautiful noble girl, give birth to a lovely little boy, and watch him grow up little by little, how good. ”

In Urban's eyes, there was an incomparable longing, he had experienced countless hardships in his life, and he just wanted to spend the rest of his life carefree.

Christine, on the other hand, smiled disdainfully and shook her head again and again.

"Have you forgotten how your mother died, I swear to avenge her, kill Mehmed II, and destroy the Ottoman Turks!"

"But when will your revenge be finished?" Urban sighed resentfully and closed his eyes: "Even if you led the Danish army to launch an expedition and won the final victory, have you ever thought about it, if so, what is the difference between Denmark and the Ottoman Empire, which waged wars everywhere? And you became the brutal Mehmed II." ”

"I don't care, I have to get revenge!" Christine was extremely stubborn, clenching her fists in anger, her eyes full of hatred.

Urban opened his eyes and stared at him quietly, and after a long time, he shook his head and sighed, knowing that he could not reverse his will.

"I wish someone could write a story about John Cena for you, and maybe your mind would change. ”

"John Cena, is that the Harrison killer?" Christine raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, a man who lives for revenge, at the moment of death, finds that his whole life has been wasted, and no memory is left. Urban smiled wryly.

His words caused Christine to ponder, but soon, Christine returned to normal.

"I'm not like him. Christine raised the corners of her mouth.

"Don't you really think about leaving Denmark and buying a piece of land in England to live a leisurely life?" said Urban, who wanted to try.

"Nope. Christine shook her head decisively: "Even if it is not for revenge, I want to stay in Denmark, where my status is higher than that of the king, people regard me as a faith, I can have endless power and wealth, as for what you said about finding me a beautiful girl to be a wife, I can have as much as I want." ”

"Child, you are too naïve and conceited. Urban felt upset for him.

"You name it, but it's just the way it is, and when you have time to go out on the streets, you'll see how much people adore me. ”

"Well, let's not talk about that, you can think about what answer you will give him tomorrow. Urban's head poked out of the window and looked, and downstairs there was a line of Spartan warriors, closely watching them, and it was impossible to escape.

"Okay, you rest first, I'm used to thinking while I'm drawing. ”

Christine came to her desk with an oil lamp, spread out her half-finished drawings, and contemplated in the dim light.

Looking at his side face, Urban sighed softly, then stared into the distance of the night, using his wise brain to think of a solution.

Zheng Fei's room.

The incessant chirping of insects added some vitality to the silent night, Zheng Fei leaned on the edge of the window with his arms, staring at the vast starry sky, empty wine glasses and flipped wine bottles on the table.

He had never been in such a state before, he was so distraught that he wanted to find someone to talk to, but he didn't know who to talk to.

Santiago? That guy is simple-minded, he won't understand.

As for Hans and Ares and the others, it is even more inappropriate, not to the point where they can be entrusted with their hearts.

Everything can only be digested and solved by himself, how difficult it is, at this moment he feels deep powerlessness and loneliness.

With a sad look on his face, he turned back and picked up the bottle on the table, poured a glass of wine, and poured it all in one gulp.

No way, who let Lao Tzu come from another time and space. Thinking so, he smiled bitterly as if self-deprecatingly.

At this moment, the door was slammed twice, and there was a soft tuk thud.

"Don't bother me today. ”

"Really? I don't even want to see this beautiful young lady?"

Brad's nose pinched outside the door sounded laughing.

Zheng Fei couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and hesitated for a moment: "Come in." ”

Brad entered the door, shook the wine glass in his hand, and shrugged: "I'll rub a glass of wine to drink." ”

"Isn't there wine downstairs?" Zheng Fei replied casually.

"Well, I'm here to chat with you. Brad pouted helplessly.

"I can't imagine that a palace-level killer who crisscrosses Europe has such a heart-warming side. Zheng Fei joked.

Brad raised his eyebrows and thought about it, and smiled happily: "My killer... Not too cold. ”

As he spoke, he came over and poured himself a glass of wine and added another glass to Zheng Fei.

Then, there was silence.

The silvery moonlight shone on the floor, and the rustle of the wind through the treetops was heard outside, accompanied by the slightest chirping of insects, burrowing into people's ears.

"I know there's a reason why you're suddenly like that in the halls. Brad said with a flat face.

"Hmm..."Zheng Fei responded with the same indifference, staring at the night sky, and suddenly had a thought: Isn't Brad the most suitable person to share his worries?

Thinking of this, he gradually strengthened this idea.

"Can you tell me why?" Brad asked.

"The blueprint of the giant ship, Christine said appeared on his windowsill when she woke up, and he didn't know who put it. ”

"And do you believe what he says?"

"I believe it, because the drawings belong to three hundred years later, and modern people can't draw them. ”

Brad didn't understand, silently put down his glass, and frowned.

"Well, how do you know it belongs three hundred years from now. ”

"Because, I'm from more than 500 years later. Zheng Fei smiled lightly, and there was an indescribable meaning in his smile.

"Huh?" Brad blinked in confusion with a big question mark on his face.

"I am a time-traveler, and I have come to this world with memories and knowledge that are more than 500 years beyond modern times. ”

Staring into the distance, Zheng Fei said calmly. (To be continued.) )