Getting rid of the huge trouble of Soratinok and making a gesture between Western countries, Lao Luo was in a very good mood. It's just that the old fellow Soratinok asked him about his recent behavior when he left, and then smiled mysteriously, which made him a little unsettled.

The small town of Sitia is actually not a place to stay people, and if you stay any longer, I am afraid that the local food supply will be a problem. So taking advantage of the good weather, Lao Luo and Messos discussed the plan to rush to Athens as soon as possible. Alhesion had long said that he wanted to see the ancient Parthenon.

Anchoring, untying the cables, retracting the springboard, going ashore, hoisting the sails, and in the busyness of the sailors, the ship left the shore again, first along the coastline of Crete, and then all the way north, straight to Athens. There were no ships around, and after the continuous drizzle of the previous two days, many ships estimated that they would only come out of the port at this time, because Sitia was not a supply port where many ships docked. Old Soratinok's ship had departed an hour early, and by this time it had long since disappeared.

The weather is fine, many gulls and birds are wandering around, the waves on the water surface are not large, but there is a wind blowing to the north, everyone is on the deck to see the scenery of the water and sky, and the mood is excellent. The sailors also have more feelings that they did not have in the past, and the voices of the sailors and lookouts are particularly loud.

Maybe some people can't see others happy, maybe God thinks that Lao Luo has been too leisurely recently, and he always has to find something to do for Lao Luo. No, the lookout hung on the mast and shouted loudly, "Captain, there's a ship ahead......"

"Felegus, don't make a fuss, it's not just a ship." Mussos took the steering wheel and roared.

"No, captain, the ship seems to be coming straight for us......" cried Felegus on the mast, looking from afar.

"Can you see whose ship it is?" Mussos also found it strange.

"Wait a minute, there seems to be a cross on the sail, it should be the ship of the Holy See......"

A white sail emerged from the sea in the distance, and slowly everyone could see that it was the Holy See's ship, but they were all a little puzzled, what was the Holy See's ship doing towards them? The ship's first mate asked Messos, "Captain, do you want to avoid it?" ”

"What are the bastards of the Holy See going to do? How can you see them here? Mussos grumbled to himself, and said casually to the first mate: "Whatever they are, wait for them to come up and see what they are going to do." ”

The first mate retreated, and Lao Luo listened with some confusion on the side, "Mussos, what's the matter with the people of the Holy See?" ”

"Bartol, remember what I said in Alexandria about the people of the Holy See who collect taxes with doglegs?" Mussos said with a heavy face: "If you guess correctly, this ship is too." ”

"I remember you didn't say to the west? How did you get here? "Lao Luo is indeed a little puzzled, it stands to reason that this is the territory of the Byzantine Empire, and these are obviously out of bounds. Lao Luo is really not interested in this kind of bullshit, of course, if it is convenient, it is not a big deal to clean it up. "Where was the last time you met them? How was it solved? ”

"Half a year ago, in the port of Catania, a few merchants who collected volcanic stones were transported," Mussos lowered his voice and tilted his head to Lao Luo and said: "These guys are all black-hearted, I don't know why God didn't throw them into the crater and incinerate!" ”

"Catania is supposed to be the territory of the Norman Kingdom, right? Aren't they the spokesmen of your church? Lao Luo looked at the other party's boat that began to approach, and also whispered: "If they are really black-hearted, I will deal with them, you and your people will not have an opinion, right?" ”

"How so? I'm a believer in the Byzantine Church, and they're not. Mussos was tired of the people of the Western Church, but he really didn't know what to do in the face of their battles, he hadn't seen Lao Luo's methods, "There is nothing wrong with my people, but you are sure?" ”

The boat on the opposite side is getting closer and closer, the boat is not big, it is more than ten meters long, the hull is slender, the sail is very large, it should be a ship of that speed type, and you can see that there are scattered thirteen or thirteen people on it from a distance. Lao Luo casually dealt with Mussos, "You deal with it first, I'll observe, if they are really dark-hearted, I can't say that I will overstep my power, but Mussos, you have to explain to your people, I'm not afraid of them, but don't cause problems because your people are not strict in their mouths." ”

"No problem, I'll call the first mate to come over and explain." Mussos is also a cheerful person, and he greets the first mate right away.

Lao Luo turned around and saw the three people of Naga Munaqi Eighteen Lang, who were all listening in the back just now, and now they all had eager expressions, "All itchy hands?" Go and pack up your clothes, and then bring all your short weapons, and be prepared. These people are the pirates with the signboards, and when they see my signal, they will be overturned. ”

"Understood, boss (third uncle)" a few boys responded violently.

Lao Luo looked at Nuralman, who was hot-eyed next to him, and Al Hessin, "Al, you don't care about it for a while, just watch the excitement, it's enough to have the three of them, Nuralman, you too, I haven't seen you in the arts, this time you will watch." ”

Nurralman blushed and didn't speak, but El Hesian didn't agree, "Bartol, don't underestimate me, I've killed people too." ”

"Got it, got it." Lao Luo lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you a humanities scholar now, how have you ever seen a scholar kill people with a knife?" ”

"Mr. Bartol, I'm ......" The red-faced Nuralman stepped forward to speak, clearly trying to make a move.

"No, your uncle is only one nephew, and you haven't killed anyone, have you? Watch from the side first...... "Lao Luo took out the majesty of an instructor, and immediately frightened Nuralman, who was the same height as Eighteen Lang.

The boat on the opposite side was only less than two hundred meters away, and Lao Luo could clearly see that there were several clergy on the boat wearing church clothes, although their positions were not clear, but it was obvious from the actions of the people on the boat that they were the leader, and in the center was a guy in a maroon robe who looked less than forty years old. All of them, including the sailors on board, had crosses on them, and it appears that this was a vessel reserved for the Holy See, rather than a hired civilian ship.

In this way, if there is a conflict, there is no so-called injury to the innocent, Lao Luo secretly made it clear in his heart, and then waved his hand to call the three boys with short equipment over, "Do you see the guy on the other side clearly?" In a moment, the robed ones on the boat opposite will surely come aboard, and the captain and I will deal with them, and the three of you will stay on the side of the boat near each other's boats and watch my actions. ”

"Understood, boss." It was Naga who spoke, and among the three of them, Mnaki was fine, but when it came to courage, it was Naga who was the most courageous, Mnaki was suitable for making a plan, and Eighteen Lang was a good hand at scouting.

Lao Luo then explained the essentials of the response, "If there is a move on my side, you can jump into the opponent's boat as quickly as possible, overturn or control everyone on the other side, clear?" ”

"Understand, knock over or control everyone as soon as possible!" Naga's language skills are getting clearer and clearer, and it seems that the language of several of them is almost complete.

Al Hesyn looked at the three boys who had never shown any dew in the past with some surprise, which was completely inconsistent with the usual giggling appearance. The young Nuralman looked at his peers in full gear. As for the old butler, Max Ode, there is almost no presence, and only when you think of him, you will notice that he is actually around. Of course, there is also the serval Hua Biao who can't be mentioned, it is always habitually glued to Lao Luo's side, and rarely lets Lao Luo disappear in his sight, for example, at this moment, it is lying on Lao Luo's shoulder.

The boat on the opposite side began to approach, and several guys on the opposite side, who were supposed to be missionaries, were shouting, "Stop the boat, stop the boat, check the taxes!" ”

Lao Luo gave Mussos a look, and the red-faced captain simply ordered the sailman to lower the sails, and the boat on the opposite side leaned against the side of the ship, and a piercing sound of gangside friction made everyone on board frown.

The hook hooked the side of the boat, and the gangplank was set up on the other side, and several missionaries with small round hats walked along the gangplank, perhaps because there were more people on the boat, and people of Lao Luo's height were more conspicuous, and the brown robe who had not planned to come over also came over.

"Who's the captain?" The first guy to come over shouted arrogantly, and the more polite thing was that Mussos was obviously next to him, and he was in a very conspicuous position.

"I am, what do you say?" Mussos took an impatient step.

"These are the people on board? Why isn't there a fat furrier? A blonde-haired guy next to him shouted at the same height.

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt the meaning, and the first mate on the other side of Mussos whispered: "I have seen this fellow, inside the chapel on the shore of Sitia. ”

Lao Luo originally thought it was a trap set by Soratinok and wanted to pull Lao Luo into the water, but it seemed that it was not at all what he thought, but used Soratinok as a shield.

"The furrier is long gone, and he has his own ship." Mussos didn't say Soratinok's name either, and told him the answer directly according to the other party's name.

"Damn, we're a step late and let that fat guy go first." Blonde and the colleague next to him complained.

"Shut up, Ginot, wait for me to speak." The guy who spoke first said to the blonde Ginot, "Captain, your ship needs to pay two gold coins per person, of course, sailors don't count. ”

Everyone's eyes are a little wrong, two gold coins? Although it was not much, it was a clear robbery for those who walked the sea, and before Mussos could reply, the maroon robe who came up last on the other side spoke.

"Wait, you," the maroon robe stepped forward, then pointed at Lao Luo and asked, "Where are you from and what are you doing?" ”