The slave girls lowered their hands and retreated, and then several servants helped bring the wine from the altar. But their status is not allowed to enter the temple, so they can only leave the wine in the side door and have to withdraw.

I took a closer look at the situation in the main hall for a week...... Seems to be working fine.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the tiredness of the day slowly came over me. I pulled over a cushion and sat down behind the curtain against the pillar.

While it was possible for the Assassins to sneak in, I wasn't particularly anxious. Because......

Because Immorton has finally come back to me. This makes me no longer able to hate no matter what, and there is nothing I can't let go of, and I can't let go. We are to be together, never to be separated. We are going to many places, and I am going to avenge him, and since the people of the Queen Mother of Minoa have been murderers, then I must not let them go. Also, the soldiers I brought to Minoa are still in Caldania and Julian, and I will avenge them. After doing all this, let's go to the East, and I'm going to see what the four ancient civilizations are like in this era. All the way east, we will pass through Babylon, take a sea ship to India, and then turn back to ...... The birthplace of our Chinese civilization.

I think I'm going to tell Immorton that my soul is actually from that great and mysterious land. There is the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, there is a splendid civilization, in this era, there are already Zhou rites, right? As for the text, is it still engraved on oracle bones and bamboo pieces? I thought about it, and a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. The hall was lively and solemn, and Memphis was very calm. He has grown up and can afford the overall situation, I am always worried about him, in fact, he no longer needs me to support him and assist him.

It's just Unas, and I always feel a little sorry for him. He is not the same as Sinouye. Although Sinuye used to be kind to me at the beginning, he was a very shrewd person, he knew what he should do, and he also knew how to do the best, both for himself and for others. He knew it didn't work, and he gave up. Now he is also considered to be famous, with a wife and children. But Unas ...... He didn't. It seems that for him, status, fame, power, wealth or a complete family are not what he wants, this person has a goal in mind, and he refuses to give up, and his persistence is terrifying.

If I could, I would like to make arrangements for his future before leaving. Only, will he follow my arrangement?

Most of the people in the hall were already drunk, and the singing and dancing were even more exciting. I glanced at Memphis a few times, and then at Idhombu, who was sitting next to him with a drink, and although he was talking and laughing freely, he could not hide his loss.

Holdia is his own daughter after all.

She had been secretly executed, and I was told afterwards.

Her life is like a derailed miscellaneous drama, mixed with gloomy dissonant notes, slowly falling the curtain of tragedy. Idhombu's performance can be called a righteous annihilation, but how can people be ruthless? In the future, when he governs Deacon Memphis, can he really forget about it all, as if Holdia never existed? Maybe he could, maybe he couldn't. It's just that Idhombu is also old, and none of the officials and ministers in the DPRK and China can match his age. It's time for him to retire, too.

But after he retires, who will be able to replace him?

I was thinking about a few candidates in my heart, either because I didn't have enough prestige, or I didn't have enough qualifications, or I didn't have enough ability to do it. That's a problem. I thought about it for a while, and then I shook my head with a smile.

It's a problem, but it's something Memphis should be up to. I'm already leaving, what are you doing for him with so much heart?

But...... I suddenly turned my head to the servants who had been helping the slave girls carry the wine......

They were retreating towards the side door, looking unmistakable.

Normal? Then where did that inexplicable warning sign come from in my heart?

I quickly remembered that there were four people when the wine was brought in, and then six slave girls went over and poured the wine into the small wine jar one by one, but ...... But when I exited again, only three of them exited through the side door!

One less person!

Such a tight guard even mixed in with a person! I stood up, but I could only hold back when I wanted to speak. This occasion, this day, in any case, cannot be acted in a flamboyant manner.

When I turned my head to summon someone, I found Unas standing not far behind me, silent.

I don't know how long he stood there and how long he looked at me.

I gestured, and Unas walked briskly. I told him what had happened, and whispered, "Tell the little snakes and scorpions to pay attention." ”

The little snake is the collective name of the dancers who have been trained by Julian, and the scorpion is the secret of his training, some scattered all over the place, and some of them serve as the same duties as the secret police. But these people are only trained by him, but not under his command, otherwise he would have a different heart and not turn against the sky. She used to be in charge of a large part of it when she was there, but when she was gone, Unas took over some of the responsibilities and I managed the rest myself.

Unas agreed and turned around and left quickly, the gaffe just now was just now, and Unas was never confused when he encountered business.

But when I think of Julian, I think of that failed trip to Minoa. Not knowing whether Julian is alive or dead now, he has always been alert and hopes that he can escape...... But I knew the chances were slim. If he is alive, he will definitely find a way to send the news back. But after all this time, he still hasn't heard from him.

Another group of dancers came on, and my eyes were fixed on the middle of the hall, scanning in front of and behind Memphis. No suspicious figure approached him.

But what about that person? The man who shouldn't have entered the main hall, but now he doesn't know where to hide, is dressed as a wine slave......

His intentions were certain, but knowing that he was mixed in with the crowd in this hall, he couldn't find him out for a while. It's like planting a time bomb that you don't know when or where it will explode and catch you off guard.