In the hall of the castle, there was a brief silence, and everyone looked at Zheng Fei in a daze, shocked, and the chicken leg in Santiago's mouth fell on the table. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one expected that the captain's ambition would be so great, and there were hundreds of warships docked inside the naval port, all of which would be enough to compete with the allies composed of several maritime powers in southern Europe.

This is... What kind of trouble are you going to make? Zheng Fei's aggressive eyes and momentum made them feel terrified.

And Zheng Fei's decision stemmed from the blueprint that fell from the sky and came from nowhere, and he urgently needed to strengthen his power to gain a sense of security.

The silence lasted for a long time.

In the dim oil light, Christine's eyes were uncertain, and he picked up the wine glass in front of him tremblingly, and put down the glass as soon as the wine touched his lips, he was not in the mood to drink at the moment.

He and his father Urban looked at each other, and their solemn and alarmed eyes seemed to say: "This man is really a navigator? How do I feel that his goal is to rule the world...

And Urban's eyes were also full of shock, feeling that Zheng Fei seemed to be a different person.

After a moment's pause, Christine picked up the glass again, and this time he drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, and after snorting, wiping his mouth, and giving himself a full breath, he sank his face.

"You know it's impossible, you want so much that even if I don't object, the king, the royal family, and even the whole of Denmark won't agree to it. ”

"But you don't need their consent, you are a Danish believer, right?" Zheng Fei said coldly.

Christine gritted her teeth and lowered her brow.

"Let me think about it, think about it, it's too big for me to make a decision right now. ”

"Okay, I'll give you the night and I'll have an answer tomorrow. ”

After that, Zheng Fei whispered to the Spartan warrior who knew Latin beside him, and then several warriors rushed up the stairs, and half a minute later, people heard the sound of kicking open the door and scuffling, and soon, the Gomead brothers, with blue noses and swollen eyes, were escorted down and tied to the pillars of the hall with ropes.

Christine stared at the two brothers in surprise and rolled her eyes uneasily. He had wanted to stall for a moment and find an opportunity to tell the two of them to sneak out and report to the royal family so that he could get himself out.

"I'm sorry, Lord Christine. The Gomead brothers hung their heads with mixed expressions.

"You're all the best of the Royal Guard..."

"Someone is stronger than us. Out of the corner of their eye, the Gomead brothers glanced at the Spartan warriors, and a deep sense of powerlessness was hidden in their expressions of guilt.

Christine took a deep breath, was guarded by two fighters, and went upstairs into the room.

Urban insisted on staying with him, but Zheng Fei agreed, and in order to give Christine enough room to think about it, he asked the Spartan warriors to withdraw from the room and guard the door.

After arranging all this, Zheng Fei picked up a bottle of wine and silently climbed the stairs and entered his room.

"Hey, I feel like he's a little out of shape today. Santiago stared down the stairs and whispered.

"yes, he scares me like that. There was a hint of worry in Hans's eyes: "Like a madman trying to conquer the whole world." ”

The people who stayed in the hall were Zheng Fei's henchmen, and they would not say these words to the outside, but only discussed with each other in private.

In the whisper as thin as a mosquito, only Brad calmly picked up a glass of wine and walked up the stairs gently.

Christine's room.

"Father, this is the man you follow? This is what you call a free life? Who can tell me what that man is trying to do?" Sitting in front of the window, Christine pounded on the windowsill in hatred.

"He wasn't like that before. Urban frowned, puzzled by the sudden change in Zheng Fei's image.

"How can a person suddenly change, and I didn't say anything wrong. ”

"Let me think about it. Urban recalled the scene at the table before, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "By the way, you said that you don't know who drew that drawing, and then he suddenly changed. ”

"But I really don't know who it was, and when I woke up that day, the drawings were on the table, pressed in a book, and the book recorded the ship's manufacturing process, processes and data. Christine furrowed her eyebrows and looked solemn: "I still can't figure out who it is, if there is such a good thing, why doesn't he use it himself, but let me take the limelight?"

After thinking for a moment, Urban shook his head and let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't think about it, the most important thing now is, what do you decide next? Obviously, he won't let you go easily without an answer that satisfies him. ”

Looking up at the night sky through the window, Christine clenched her fists, pondered in her head for a long time, and sneered.

"Hmph, this is Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark, it only takes half an hour for the Royal Guard to blockade the whole city, he is just a navigator with a dozen small boats, I don't believe he has the guts to kill me. ”

"How dare he. Urban raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his face: "You must have heard that a few months ago the big warehouse in Istanbul was bombed, and that was what he led people to do." ”

Hearing this, Christine's eyes flashed with surprise, and she turned her head to look at him: "Yes, then he is still my friend, why did he want to bomb that big warehouse as a navigator?"

"That's a long story... In short, he was a navigator, but not your average navigator. Urban paused, remembered something, and asked, "See the warrior who just subdued your two men?"

"Well, what a monster, the Gomead brothers were carefully selected by me from the Royal Guard, and they were very skilled, and they were defeated by those few people. ”

Urban laughed: "Because, those people are Spartan warriors. ”

"Sparta, isn't it the city-state of ancient Greece?" Christine's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Yes, those people are the descendants of the Spartans, who live in seclusion in the valleys, and who retain in them the most fierce and ferocious fighting faith. ”

"No wonder, it turns out that the opponent is Sparta... He was no ordinary navigator. Christine Nunu poured a glass of water and took a sip, and before she could smile, she heard Urban add another sentence.

"There are four thousand of those warriors. ”

In an instant, Christine squirted out of the window with a mouthful of water and stared at him in amazement: "... Four thousand?"

"Yes, a whole four thousand Spartan warriors. ”

"But why should the Spartans obey him?"

"I don't know, I heard that it was he who got the faith of the Spartans. (To be continued.) )