When Lao Luo was a painter in Constantinople, the people who were left behind in Athens were not idle.

Naga took the lead in forcing Mnachi, Cui Shibalang and the new Nuralman to train together, every day is a lot of volume, often tired Shibalang is turning his head when he sleeps at night, as for Nuralman, he is carried back to the bedroom every day by the old housekeeper Max Oude to rest.

For this reason, Max Oude complained behind his back that Naga used straw as a token and tired his young master like this. Later, Max Odd couldn't bear it anymore, and found free time to ask Al Hessin, "Sir, why do we follow Mr. Bator to the East?" I think it's good to be in Helen, and of course Athens is also very good. ”

"Oh, Maxod, do you know what an amazing man Bartholl is?" Al Hesion casually closed the book in her hand and looked up at the old butler who had followed her for many years.

"Understand, Mr. Bartol is a great warrior, and if he were in Fatima, he would definitely be a great general." Max Od didn't have much contact with Old Law, but at least he saw it in Alexandria for Al to fake his death and deal with the Church robbers on the ship.

"No, if Bartol is a warrior, it's only a small part," El Hesion couldn't help but recall what happened in the short time from meeting Lao Luo to arriving in Athens, "Bartol, what you see is always just a dot or a face, and if you don't follow him often, you never know how much he is capable of." ”

"Master, do you know anything great about him?" Max Oude is also very curious about Lao Luo, but he never shows it in front of people, which is his duty as a housekeeper.

"Do you know his knowledge? Do you know where he's been? Do you know that he has other abilities besides his good fighting skills? After Alhesion asked, without waiting for Max Od to return, he said directly: "His knowledge is higher than mine, he has walked through all the land under our feet, and he has even suspected that he is a great mage except for fighting!" ”

"Mage? Allah is above, won't you? "Mes'ood still believed his master's words, but the word mage was different, it was the same as the great imam of Mecca or Medina.

"Maybe there's something wrong with my guess, but that doesn't stop him from having a lot of magical abilities." Alhesion remembered his original belongings he had seen once in Alexandria, but he had not found them on the ship, and when he had settled down in Athens, he found his belongings in the room, not even affected by the dampness of the sea.

"Well, I won't ask that question anymore." Max Odd knew that El Hesion didn't specify the specific things, because some things were not suitable for most people to know, "But that black boy trained the young master so hard......

"Hehe, Maxod, I know you're worried that Nuralman won't be able to take it, right?" El Hesion was busy with her studies and didn't take much care of her nephew, relying on Masod, a faithful butler, to take care of Nurralman. The relationship between the old butler, who is nearly fifty years old and unmarried, and Nuralman is like father and son, and it is no wonder that Max Ode, who rarely bothers him, asks so much about things.

"Yes, that black boy has made such a big amount of training, and Nuralman has not been able to sleep well these days."

"Then do you think Nuralman is happy these days? Or was he happy when he drove Helen? ”

"This ...... Although Nuralman is tired now, he is quite happy. ”

"That's right, since he feels happy, let him do it. Max Ode, when the eaglet grows up, it will have to be beaten a few more times before it becomes an eagle. ”

Al Hesyn and the butler were talking in the room, as were the four young men on the playground who were taking a break from training.

"Boss Naga, can I reduce the amount of exercise I have ......" Cui Shibalang looked at Naga timidly, there is no way not to be cowardly, these days Naga is like a black-faced Hades, forcing everyone to train every day, that posture is like going crazy, I can't wait to train everyone into a big guy like him.

"Eighteen, you haven't finished your task yet, and you're complaining? You're the boss's clansman! "Naga's Chinese is now very fluent, and when he trained Eighteen Lang, it was called a poisonous tongue.

"I'm ...... I'm ......," Eighteen Lang couldn't say anything for a reason just with his mouth open.

"Hey, eighteen boys, isn't it time to train in the Mombasa sea? How bullish you were then! "Mnaki is not a good bird either, and he usually trains hardest when he beats eighteen.

"Hey, don't take you two like this, two bully me one." Eighteen Lang looked at the posture and hurriedly wanted to pull a helper, "Isn't it, Nuralman?" ”

"I don't get involved in your business, although the training is tiring, I am much happier than when I opened the Helen Al-Azhar Mosque." Nuralman is not a fool, although he has a good relationship with Eighteen, but it is obvious that this slick guy wants to be lazy.

"Uh-huh...... Nuralman, you ......" Eighteen Lang was as dumbfounded as Nuralman said.

"I said eighteen, you are the boss's clan, the boss is so strong, you can't embarrass him." Since Mnachi had followed Lao Luo so far, his state of mind was no longer the same as when he was still in the Maasai tribe, and he was no longer the junior who followed Elder Manuha and was responsible for recording.

"Okay, okay, I'll just practice......" Eighteen Lang sighed helplessly, and then asked Naga curiously, "I said Naga boss, you and Mnaqi are from Maasai, why are you so willing to follow my third uncle to such a far place?" ”

"What do you kid know, if it weren't for the boss, maybe I would have been eaten by wolves more than half a year ago..."Naga couldn't help but think about himself for a while, "Besides, what is this accumulation?" And no one can die. Any idea why the boss didn't take us to Constantinople? ”

"Didn't you say that he had something to do over there and asked us to train seriously?" Eighteen Lang said with some puzzlement.

"That's what we said to take care of our emotions, but in fact, the boss felt that we couldn't help and was a burden." Naga's emotions were a little excited, "My Naga won't be a burden...... Never. ”

Eighteen Lang figured out why Naga forced everyone to train hard, all the way from Mombasa, it was Lao Luo who took care of everyone, and he never thought about anything complicated. He is actually not a lazy person, but he has a young heart, and he can't think about it for a while, and when he thinks that Lao Luo may not take him with him, Eighteen Lang's sweat came down, "Okay, okay, continue training." ”

Naga and Mnaki looked at each other and smiled, their big black faces almost the same expression, "Let's go, Nuralman, it's time for you to add weight." ”

In a tall house in the northwest of Athens, Mussos sat across from a fat old man, "Soratinok, why did you come here from the north so quickly?" Are you done with things in Saloniki? ”

"Don't mention it, I'm tired all the way," old Soratinok rubbed his old waist, "Naturally, someone will be watching the affairs of Salonica, and if it weren't for Bartol, I would still be relaxing in Alexandria at this time." ”

"You profiteers didn't bring it on yourself," said Messos, grumblingly, "the other day you left Crete first, and then we served as a shield for you, and the people of the Holy See are really greedy bastards. ”

"People from the Holy See? What's wrong with them? Soratinok asked, a little confused.

"During the two days you stayed on Crete, your ship was targeted, and the people of the Holy See blocked the way on the sea to collect taxes, and as a result, you set off early and ran away, and we served as a shield for you in the back." Mussos said resentfully.

"Hey, what's going on, tell me about it."

Messos recounted in detail how Bator had simply killed the tax collectors of the Holy See, how he had arranged for him to hang on a cross on a desert island, and how he had detained the ship and given it to him.

"So, you don't have anything to lose, but because Bartol has an extra gain?" Soratinok was a little annoyed that he had taken a step earlier, or he would have seen the warrior Barthol he admired.

"Nonsense, if it weren't for that guy Barthol and his entourage, you wouldn't be able to find me right now," the sailors of Mussos are not warriors after all, and if they are targeted by the people of the Holy See, they will definitely lose a lot, "Do you know, there was also a knight in plate armor on the ship of the Holy See at that time, if it wasn't for the fast movement of Bartol's men, the sailors on my ship would definitely be unlucky." ”

"Bartol is so powerful, he and his people are still in Athens, right?" Soratinok asked casually and quietly.

"Bartol's entourage is still there, but Bartol himself doesn't know what to do, and he hasn't been there for the past month, so I can't ask in detail." Mussos said casually, "What are you going to do with this old fellow?" I'll tell you, people must want to go back to the East, and they have solved the trouble for me, if there is anything bad, I won't help you. ”

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing, it won't make it difficult for you," Soratinok smiled mysteriously, "Do you know when he's back?" ”

"It's hopeless that you're trying to recruit Bartol, old fellow, don't be too greedy, that person is not something you can control." Messos kindly persuaded the cunning old merchant, and said casually, "It is said that there will be more than a month, and this time is still said by El Hesyn, that is, that scholar friend of Bator." ”

Soratinok didn't elaborate, but just helped Mussos fill the wine glass, and said casually: "Then I will live in Athens for a while, and I haven't been here for a few years, so I should rest." ”

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