It's another day at noon.

The official roads of the empire were as bustling as ever, and full of people of all colors.

Due to the hot weather, some of the men with a bold temperament simply went into battle shirtless and shirtless.

Everyone invariably noticed a strange man in a black cloak, who was covered up and down, as if he was afraid of being sunburned by the poisonous sun, and when someone of good deeds wanted to come forward to see what was going on, he would warn him in a terrible tone.

When they traveled like this, they were finally noticed by the Imperial Imperial Guard, and they were ordered by General Iros, to patrol and guard the vicinity of Constantinople, and they would rather create a false and false case than let go of a suspicious person. They strode forward and demanded that the man in black take off his cloak and mask for inspection.

The man in black repeatedly admonished in an extremely impatient tone, "You'd better leave me alone."

"You have to be careful, brother, they have the Emperor's edict, you can cut it first." A kind old man on the side reminded at great risk.

The man in black shook his head.

The Praetorian Guard didn't have time to talk nonsense, and several people rushed up to the suspect, punching and kicking the suspect.

The man in black was clearly not as tough as his mouth, and he was curled up on the ground in a few blows.

At this time, a beautiful 'girl' with a long skirt on the ground and a fairy suddenly flashed out of the crowd. Her eyes were like oak forests sown by the sunset in the evening, full of deep 'mystery' atmosphere.

The big guys were all hooked to their souls, and even a few Praetorian Guards had no fighting spirit, and almost all eyes were focused on this beautiful woman with white skin as white as snow and slim 'jade'.

Only the man in black scolded some unpredictable words at this time: "You have locked me up for so long, and now you want to give me your favor, I am not here to help him, it is for the entire Bodi Continent, since you don't want to get back together with me, why should you care about my whereabouts."

"We are all for him, without him, the warp and weft of fate will break, and the world will fall into chaos and darkness...... "The answer of the 'girl' in the long skirt is equally puzzling.

"I don't believe in any fateful threads, and even if there were, you weaved them with your own hands." The man in black looked even angrier." You've hurt me for fifteen reincarnations.And now you're finally thinking of letting me out.Ah.What a blessing.You've deprived me of my freedom.And now you've deprived me of most of my magic.Do you think I don't know?You've abdicated for him.You've left the whole forest behind......"

"You're too impulsive." The dark green 'color' of the 'woman' in the long skirt was full of regret and sympathy.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger.Several Royal Janissaries finally came to their senses.Determined to take the man in black to General Iros for interrogation.They desperately restrained their impulses and tried to keep their eyes from touching the beauty with her infinitely deadly power of 'seduction' and 'bewilderment'.

The mile-long official road seemed to be blocked by fanatical people, and General Iros, who had been resting in the dock office, thought that something particularly big had happened, and hurriedly led a team of men and horses to the scene of the incident in the midst of pushing and shoving.

I saw that the Praetorian Guards who were trying not to squint just now knelt down in front of the long skirt of a 'woman'.

Iros was furious, and rushed forward to give everyone two slaps in the face: "Cheng He Physique, Cheng He Physique, you are the Royal Guard, not male cats in heat, His Majesty the Emperor 'spends' money to raise you, is it to let you wear a 'straight' uniform to go out to pick up girls?"

The crowd laughed and the atmosphere became extremely delicate.

The woman in the long skirt said unhurriedly: "General, it is said that you have conclusive evidence that the Grand Commander of Constantinople, Savarin, intends to rebel.

"What." Iros was taken aback, how could this dreamy 'woman' suddenly say such a terrible thing?" Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, because your 'sex' life may not last long, you want to be the Grand Commander, of course, it has nothing to do with me, but why do you want to put Duke Borot in a dungeon......

"He deserted his post without permission, tried to escape to Hope Island through the Sea of Horrors, joined King Richard and the Holy See, and I am an Imperial General, so of course I have to do my duty." Iros is righteous in words.

The 'female' smiled and said, "The general is really a pillar of talent, but I am afraid that your credit has come to naught."

As he spoke, the scorching sun suddenly lost its power, and after a burst of flying sand and rocks that made people unable to open their eyes, Albert and the man in black appeared next to the 'girl' in the long skirt at the same time.

"This ...... Where are you a wild magician, who knows such sorcery?" Iros was so frightened that he took several steps back, and the circle of onlookers moved back neatly.

"I just want to warn you, the more you do, the more you make mistakes, and it's too late for you to stop now, or you'll regret it too late." As she spoke, the 'woman' in the long skirt took out an animal ornament with extremely fine carving from her breast, put it in the palm of her hand, and blew lightly, and the thing swelled in an instant, turning into a living griffin. The female child skillfully straddles its back, and then guides it to grasp Xiao Ah and the man in black with her left and right paws respectively.

Everyone was stunned.General Iros's hands were shaking there.His great prey.. Duke Borot was rescued in such an unusual way, and it was a big joke played by the heavens: "You Iros will never be promoted."

A few Praetorian Guards around him reminded at this time: "Your Excellency, General, we should immediately go to the Red Throat Tavern to search, maybe there will be some clues."

Now, Iros has no idea at all, and can only let fate play tricks. He is like a drowning man who is about to be swallowed by a huge "wave" in the vast **, making the last dying struggle.

The people of Constantinople, who had been suppressed for a long time, applauded each other, because what General Iros had done had long since made them hate it.

The information of His Royal Highness Raoult, the Grand Duke of Kentan, is very accurate.A few days ago, it was only by relying on this killer weapon that the general could catch turtles in the urn and wipe out all the people in the Duchy of Borot. The owner of the Redthroat Tavern would have been implicated.But because the Grand Commander Savarin stood up and took the initiative to vouch for him.Iros decided to give face for the time being.Keep it and settle the account together later.

The tavern that used to be thriving has long since changed its appearance.' Fatty''Fat' Fat Boss Mark asked a few guys to go home first to avoid the limelight for a while, and all operations were suspended, just waiting for the follow-up progress.

The boneless lady under Justin, the chief cardinal of the Cortesian Church, secretly got in touch with the boss, and he was originally going to entrust his godsister to Duke Albert.

As the boneless lady sighed, the perceptive Justin sniffed an opportunity, and he decided to take a risk and find a way to rescue Albert. Justin didn't know that someone would come to the rescue.

The contradiction between the Grand Commander Savarin and General Iros has gradually surfaced, and since the latter has captured the latter, the former has naturally become an object to be fought over.

Justin asks the Boneless Lady to try to knock Mark in the side to see if the tavernkeeper has the guts to talk to the Commander.

Actually.' Fat, fat, Fat Mark had already had this intention, but the eyes of the Royal Guards were glued to him before, and it was inconvenient for him to move alone.

With the boneless lady matchmaking, this thing can start to officially ''.

On the day that Albert is rescued by the mysterious 'girl' with a strange witch, Mark is discussing some specific matters with the boneless mother.The Grand Commander Savarin takes an ambiguous attitude towards the tavernkeeper's suggestion.This is of course easy to understand.After all, they are also officials under the emperor.It is impossible to deal openly with the general of the Imperial Mission.The 'friendship' between Mark and Savarin is good. But people can't afford to make many sacrifices for the sake of a small tavernkeeper.Everyone has their own ambitions and goals.Although they all look down on General Iros, there are bound to be differences in practice due to their different identities.

The Grand Commander Savarin didn't know Duke Albert.He didn't have any major objections to Iros's arrest of this smuggler.The old man actually regretted it a little now.He shouldn't have been so active in writing letters in the first place.Although he was wise enough to control Iros and his people.But the Emperor's 'yin' tricks would only be better than his own.In case of any mistakes.If he fell into any tricks, it would be tantamount to lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot.

Mark, the proprietor of the Redthroat Tavern, who was a great believer in erudition, was able to 'make friends' with Savarin only because of his natural optimism and his belly full of anecdotes. The Grand Commander of Constantinople had consciously or unconsciously used this well-informed boss to keep abreast of the latest topics and movements in the vicinity of the port. They had never talked about religion with each other.

Now, the forces are secretly competing against each other, and it depends on whose stamina, judgment, and luck are superior.

'Want' to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.