However, it is said that when Segolena was about to drown in the water hole, he struck hard and broke through the rock wall. It turned out that this place was close to the hillside, and the rock wall was very thin, and it was struck open by Segolena, and the water suddenly had an outlet, and it rushed into a waterfall, and jetted down from the cliff in mid-air. Segolena was already drowning and dizzy, and his feet were unsteady when he was agitated by the current, and he also gushed out of the cracks between the cliffs with the torrent. He played a few times in mid-air, heard the whirring wind in his ears, and before he could open his eyes, the whole person fell heavily on a bush with a "bang".

After a while, Segolena barely got up, only to feel that his limbs were sore, and his heart was pounding. Just now it was really dangerous to the extreme, and he was so fortunate that he had the magic of "Proverbs", otherwise he would have been an underwater soul in this mountain, and no one else would know.

Segolena was stunned, and first briefly examined his body, but fortunately there were only a few abrasions, and the short sword, the wooden staff, and the hare skin wrapped in the book of Proverbs were all there, and they had not been removed. He stood up and looked up, but under the bright sun, the surrounding mountains were of different heights, either green or green, and in the distance a large river was sparkling and winding between the mountains, and the sound of rushing water could be faintly heard, and the hills under his feet were stacked like ladders, and the ridges were progressing to the top of the mountain, and the view was extremely wide. He couldn't help but rejoice, knowing that he had come out of that valley and returned to the world.

Segolena was in ecstasy, and the horror had long since been forgotten, and he suddenly shouted and shouted on the hillside, and suddenly burst into tears, and turned dozens of heels, so frightened that all the birds fluttering in the surrounding trees flew away. He didn't know what to do, so he hoped that someone would come and talk to him. Suddenly, he remembered that he had doubted God in the water hole just now, and hurriedly fell to his knees and prayed earnestly for the Lord's forgiveness.

After tossing for most of the day, Segolena was so tired that he lay down in the grass and looked for some wild fruits and flying insects. He chewed on the crispy wild fruit, touched it to his waist inadvertently, and was suddenly startled, and quickly knelt on the ground, and untied the bag sewn in the hare's skin and opened it. It didn't matter if he opened it, his face was like ashes, and his limbs were cold: it turned out that although this hare skin was smeared with a layer of grease, it could not be waterproof after all, and the flooding just now had already soaked the sheepskin roll inside. He hurriedly uncovered the parchment scroll that had been glued to one place one by one, and found that the handwriting inside had been soaked into a pulp, and it was difficult to read. The original martial arts canon of the strange book "Proverbs of the Two Snakes" has disappeared and no longer exists.

Segolena couldn't regret it, but in that case, there was no second way to bring it out. He thought to himself, "I have memorized this book so well, and when I find the man in Suceava, and give him a copy on the spot, it can be regarded as completing my father's errand." He has no experience in the world, but he only regarded this book as a literacy textbook that recorded some good functions, but it was a pity that he could not really appreciate its value; if someone else witnessed the destruction of the "Proverbs", he was afraid that he would have beaten his chest and stomped his feet, as if he had lost his life. Segolena re-rolled the parchment and still carried it in his bosom, pinned his dagger to his waist, hung an emerald whistle, and looked out at the river with his cane.

Brother Kavanagh had told him that if he had to go out of the valley, he would only have to find the Silet River and go straight up to Suceava. He kept in mind the teacher's teachings, walked for about half a day, and sure enough, he saw a shallow mountain road on the right bank of the river. He looked at the sun and followed the road south. Even if the river is not the Silet River, you will always come across pedestrian villages along the road, and there will be a place to ask for directions.

Segolena was taught a lot by the monks in the valley and instilled many learnings. However, all this knowledge is based on the monk's mouth, but Segolena has never seen it with his own eyes, and can only imagine it for himself. This time he went out of the valley and entered the WTO, when he thought that many things and doubts could be confirmed, he felt that he was eager to try, infinite expectations, and he was very happy all the way. It is still part of the Codrenispo Mountains, with so many peaks that pedestrians sometimes have to give up walking along the river for a while and climb several ridges before returning to the river. The Silet River flows along the ridge and there are several waterfalls along the way, which cannot be accessed by water.

Segolena climbed over a mountain ridge and suddenly heard a distant shout. He immediately heard several men arguing, and there was a faint sound of metal colliding, and his curiosity was immediately great, and he immediately lowered his body and slowly approached the grass.

I saw a few horses parked on the downhill side of the mountain road, and four men stood in the middle of the road, facing each other. One of them was a young black-haired swordsman, dressed in leather armor and wielding a straight steel sword with serrated sides and a striking bellflower under his chest, while the other three men were similarly dressed, wrapped in half-gray turbans, dressed in front-opening Arabic robes, with fat trouser angles, each holding a scimitar shaped like a crescent moon.

The fattest of the three, who seemed to be the leader, shouted at the young man in Turkish: "You pagan thief, are you impatient to assassinate the Sultan's envoy in the middle of the way?" The Ottoman Sultan was not greedy enough, and he coveted it, and everyone of Suchava could be condemned!"

A man muttered a few words to the messenger, presumably an interpreter. After hearing this, the envoy was furious, and said angrily: "I, Ottoman Turkey, have the protection of Allah, and His Majesty Murad is even more destiny! Even the Byzantium will tremble under the sharp blade of the crescent moon flag, you small country, only a fart!"

The young man heard that it was not a good word, let alone say much, and shouted: "If you don't stand on your own, you would rather die!" When the messenger saw the ferocity of his coming, he cursed and met him with two guards with scimitars.

Swords collide and clang. This young man's swordsmanship is quite wonderful, one sword against three swords, and he can be a draw. The three messengers were not ordinary hands, the Turkish scimitar was originally a weapon on the horse, the blade arched outward, and when the two horses were wrong, it could cut through the enemy's body, and at this time it was used by these three men for foot combat, but its power was not diminished in the slightest.

Young people can still fight evenly at the beginning, but later they gradually show their weakness, all supported by a blood spirit. On the other hand, the three messengers were in high spirits, and the four scimitar tips of chopping, scratching, hooking, and turning were dazzling, and they beckoned to the young man. The young man couldn't dodge, and with a "hiss", the sleeve of his right hand was hooked open by a scimitar, and he was drenched in blood for a while.

The messenger laughed and babbled, not knowing whether to pray or curse. The young man endured the pain, but still struggled. Segolena saw from the side that this man was by no means the opponent of the three envoys, but his swordsmanship occasionally flashed with inspiration, showing extremely clever means, forcing the three Turkish envoys to retreat, and only then did he maintain an undefeated situation. This was the first time Segolena had seen a man do it since the Enlightenment of the Valley, and he was curious, hoping that this person would hold on for a few more moments and perform the wonderful sword moves of the fire dragon that could not be seen but not seen a few more times.

The young man did not retreat after a long fight, and the leader of the messenger was also a little irritable, and whistled. The three shouted in unison: "Allah is great!" and the two rolled on the ground and slashed his ankle with their scimitars, and the leader of the messengers leaped several feet and slashed him from top to bottom. The young man reacted very quickly and immediately stepped back. Segolena couldn't help but exclaim, "Not good!" He saw that the three messengers were all false moves, and after forcing the enemy to retreat, there would be an extremely powerful follow-up move immediately.

This is a trick created by Malik Adil, a famous general under Saladin the Great in those years, called "the virtue of Allah", taking the phrase "the virtue of Allah, Ze is wide" in the Qur'an, which can be combined by two people, three or four people, once launched, it is like a desert storm, covering the sky and the sun, and the opponent is within the reach of the blade within ten steps, and there is no way to avoid it. Since the Ayyubid Dynasty, the world's soldiers have all practiced this skill, which has made European armies suffer greatly.

It's a pity that the young man heard Segolena's warning too late, and the three messengers' moves were not used at all, so they used the characteristics of the scimitar to flip lightly, and the three crescent moon cold lights slashed at the opponent who had not yet gained a firm foothold. I heard the young man scream and fell to the ground, with an extremely deep knife on his chest, lower abdomen and right leg, and blood gushing like a spring.

The two attendants stopped with a grin, and the leader of the messengers had a gloomy face, and shouted at the grass where Segolena was hiding, "Which friend, come out to meet you!"

Segolena rose from the grass, much to the surprise of the leader of the messengers. He had thought that the person hiding was one of the young Assassin's henchmen, but he had not expected it to be a blonde boy. The boy was scrawny, with long limbs, unkempt hair like a bird's nest, a tattered gown that did not fit well, a short sword hanging from his waist, and a dark wooden staff in his hand.

The leader's envoy frowned, thinking that he was nothing more than a passing wanderer, and his vigilance was greatly reduced. He turned to his two men and said, "Cut off the head of the assassin and take him to Suceava, and see if any of them dare to disobey!" One of them replied, grabbed the young man's hair, and drew his sword to cut it. They are used to being arrogant, and it is really a trivial matter to kill someone, even if they are seen by others, they don't care.

Suddenly, the blond boy spoke: "God has the virtue of a good life, so why should he hurt his life?" He spoke the usual words of exhortation of the Friar Kavanagh, but in Greek. Ottoman Turkey had a long history of influence in the Balkans, and the emissaries could understand it.

When Brother Kavanagh was teaching geography, he told Segolena about the origins of Ottoman Turkey. The Ottoman Turks originally lived in Central Asia, and then moved to Anatolia at the intersection of Europe and Asia to avoid the Mongols, and with hundreds of years of continuous invasion, it is now a large empire across Europe and Asia, with *** as the state religion, and its power is all over the Near East, the Balkans, and the Black Sea, and no one dares to take advantage of it. He is a Roman Catholic, and the narrative naturally brings a trace of hostility and prejudice to *** country, regarding it as a country of demons, and has no intention of getting involved in Europa all the time, so that many loyal believers of God are buried in the Near East. The monk reminded Segolena that he had seen the Turks one day and that he should be careful. Segolena has a strong belief in God, but he also has a lot of resentment towards those Muslims. As soon as I saw the real Turks here, I was in good spirits.

The leader of the messengers said, "There is only one great god in this world, and if you violate his will, you will pay for it with blood." Segolena said, "The Gospel of Mark says: Cherish every drop of human blood. Are you so old that you don't even know it?"

One said: "Why bother talking about it, just kill him too." Anyway, it's a pagan puppy, kill one more, and Allah will approve it in heaven. The leader's envoy didn't bother to ramble with Segolena any longer, and nodded in agreement. The man stepped forward and drew his knife to slash, and Segolena was a little frightened when he faced the enemy for the first time, and subconsciously pushed him in the chest with both palms. Hearing only the sound of "click", the man flew dozens of paces away like a kite with a broken string, his chest collapsed, and he couldn't live.

This was a big surprise to everyone. Ever since he studied the Book of Proverbs, Segolena has often broken wood and gravel in the valley, but he has never tried it on people, and at most he has verbally confirmed it with Brother Kavanagh, but he did not expect that this gentle push can be so powerful for human beings—he can even break through the rock wall when he is in a water hole, and how can a man's ribs be hard against a stone.

The leader's envoy and another attendant changed color, drew their scimitars, and shouted and pounced. Segolena lifted his dagger and fought them in a ping-pong fight.

This was Segolena's first engagement with the enemy, and his heart was half excited and half apprehensive. The three of them fought for seven or eight rounds, and the leader envoy felt that although this young man's internal strength was strange, he was really not very good at swordsmanship, and he would definitely be able to capture it within twenty moves. Segolena agrees, this short sword is not always easy to wield, and several times it has been able to dodge the enemy's fatal blows with the help of ghostly methods. His internal strength is like fire, but the moves under his hands are not satisfactory, just because Brother Kavanagh can't move when he is at the bottom of the valley, and he can only pass on the tricks by words, and it is difficult to teach by example, so it is naturally not good to achieve.

He was a little angry, so he suddenly jumped up, kicked at the two of them with his legs in a row, and when the opponent's attack was sluggish, he threw the short sword far away and turned it to the enemy with a meat palm. When the leader of the messenger saw that Segolena had suddenly abandoned his weapon, he thought that the other party had given up, and unceremoniously swung his knife and slashed at him. Unexpectedly, this move has not yet made him old, and Segolena has already closed his palms from both sides of the blade, catching the scimitar hard. This crescent moon scimitar seemed to be cast into Cui Wei's boulder, and it didn't move at all, no matter how hard it tried, it was difficult to pull it out. Seeing that the leader was restrained, the retinue was about to rescue, but Segolena's right foot had already kicked back to the door, but the poor entourage was kicked again and again by the footwork that implied the inner strength of the "Proverbs", and his body broke with a muffled sound, and then he didn't say a word and went to the grass on the side of the road, without any breath.

The leader's messenger was so shocked that he didn't even need his sword at the moment, and turned around and rushed at the horses a few paces away. Segolena picked up the scimitar and threw it at the back of his heart. This throw was as light as a weight, and it was permeated with the superior mental method of the Xi Clan's martial arts, and the scimitar went straight like a flying arrow, and with a "poof", the half-round blade cut into the back of the leader's messenger very deeply, leaving only the handle to hang outside. The chief's messenger took a few more steps on the momentum, and when he was almost in front of the horse, he pounced on his head and remained motionless.

Segolena made his first move, killing three of his opponents, and it was a complete victory. If Brother Kavanagh were on his side, he would have to say a few words of advice on the preciousness of human life. It's just that the other party is also an outlaw, either you die or I die, and the other is that Segolena himself is still a child, and he has the ability in his hands, so he can't help but give it a try.

Saying that he had defeated the Turkish envoy, he walked over and leaned over to look at the young Assassin. The young man was lying on the side of the road, his three wounds were bleeding, and he had gathered into a pool of blood under him, which was shocking to watch. Segolena had no herbs in his hand, so he tore off his clothes and wrapped them in the young man, and went to touch the Turkish envoy to find a few bottles of ointment that could stop the bleeding. It's just that his wound is too wide and deep, the blood is rushing, and his clothes have already been soaked, and as soon as the ointment is applied, it is immediately washed away.

The Assassin struggled to open his eyes, grabbed Segolena's arm with his hand and gasped for breath, but blood poured out from his mouth and his words were slurred. Segolena could not understand the Moldovan language, and said urgently, "What are you talking about, I don't understand!" The Assassin held out his finger again, pointing to the iris on his chest, and called Suceava. Segolena said, "Do you mean that I should take this golden flower to Suceava and give it to your relatives?" he said, and the young man nodded slightly, and his eyes began to darken. Segolena hurriedly said, "Who can I hand it over? What is his name?, where does he live?" Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt that his arm was crooked, and the assassin's head was tilted to one side, and he was already dead of rage.

Segolena had no choice but to let go of the body. He plucked the iris on the deceased's chest, and found that it was made of pure gold, with distinct stamens and very delicate columns, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "The teacher told me that there are many righteous people in Eastern Europe. In the past, the Hungarian king converted to the Holy Religion and rejected the Mongols, which became a good talk for a while. I don't think there are such righteous people who are not afraid of ** in this mountain!" He bowed respectfully to the corpse, took the golden flower into his arms, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

By this time, half of his shirt had been torn off to stop the Assassin's bleeding, and his pants were even more tattered, and they were a dirty cloth. Originally, he was alone in the mountains, and he didn't feel so ugly, but compared with the four dead people in front of him, he was especially lined with the fleur-de-tailed golden flower, which was even more cold.

The Assassin's clothes were stained with blood, and Segolena searched the three Turks. He saw that the placket of the chief's messenger was embroidered with silver thread, and the cuffs were decorated with a few cat's eye gems, and near the collar hung a small tassel of rope, and the bottom of the tassel was knotted, and the fragrance was fragrant, which was very interesting. He didn't know where the messenger came from, but he thought it was really beautiful, so he took it off and put it on himself. Segolena was tall, and the leader emissary fit just right, just a little fat. He touched his unkempt blonde hair, and then took off the half-gray turban from the head of the chief's messenger and pressed it on top of his head.

The mount only knew clothes and not people, and when he saw Segolena put on his Arab robe and turban, he took the initiative to come over and snort and make love. Segolena teased him for a moment, then went to rummage through his luggage. The horses were wrapped in food, water, and travel utensils, and a scroll of paper tied with silk thread, with a dark blue silk exterior and a line of curved Arabic written on the seal, but they couldn't read it.

Seeing that there was nothing to be desired, he packed his luggage as it was, turned around and buried the young Assassin on the spot, stuck his sword in front of the grave as a mark, prayed, and ignored the three Turks who had been exposed to the wilderness, jumped on his horse and left.

With the mount, it's really smooth to get on the road. Segolena only had to gently pinch the horse's belly, and a mountain beam in the distance was left behind in a short time, and it was much more convenient than walking, and his heart was happy. He became addicted to horseback riding, and ran to the waning mountains in one go, until the horse was exhausted and did not hold on to the reins.

At this time, the surrounding scenery has changed in the mountains, and there are many sparse farmland that has been cultivated, and some rye, peas, cabbage and other crops are planted. In the distance, there was a small village beside the road, and it was already curling with smoke. Segolena decided to stay at the hotel and ask for the way to Suceava. This village is planted with some oats and peas, not big, but dozens of households, all of them are tent houses, only a small church at the entrance of the village is still neat. At this time, the twilight had just fallen, and in front of the church at the entrance of the village, some tired farmers who had just returned from the fields gathered and talked happily. As soon as he entered the village, the villagers saw a Turk on a tall horse coming in, and they all showed a frightened expression, and hurriedly dragged the woman by the car, and turned to leave. The door was closed for a while, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, and they were clean in an instant. Only an ownerless wild dog barked at Segolena, barking and retreating.

Segolena wondered in his heart, but he was suffering from a language barrier and was not easy to ask. He thought that the priest in the church might be able to speak, although this is an Orthodox diocese, after all, it is of the same origin as the Roman Catholic Church, or he may recite some incense. He led the horse and knocked on the door of the chapel. He knocked again, and there was a trembling voice from the other side of the door: "Demon, go away! I would rather die than open the door!" Segolena cried out in Latin, "I have come here for peace." "Brother Kavanagh taught him that fights are often caused by misunderstandings, and that if you let the other side know that you have good intentions, you will not have disputes. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished saying this, there was a dingdong rolling inside the door, and it sounded like someone had stepped on something.

Segolena slammed open the door with a slight force of his hands. Inside, a priest in a black robe said "oops", ran out of the ground crawling on the ground, prostrate on the ground and called him king, and wanted to kiss his feet. How did Segolena know that the Ottoman Turks had expanded in Eastern Europe for more than 100 years, and that wherever they went, the messenger would say that peace had come, and that these words had become an allusion, and everyone who listened to them was terrified.

The priest said nothing, but kept trembling. Segolena laughed and had to leave the village and travel through the night. In the days that followed, every time he passed through a town or village, the inhabitants either avoided it, as if from the plague, or they were so frightened that they groveled on their knees, and did not dare to raise their heads, and when they asked him only yes, they answered yes, but none of them could speak. Segolena felt strange in his heart, he thought that Moldovan customs were so strange, that he was so afraid to see people, he did not think about his clothes.

In a matter of days, Segolena turned from the Syret River to the southeast Suceava River. The river is a tributary of the Syret, and the great city of Suceava is located on the riverside terraces. The mountain road under his feet became smoother and wider, and there were more and more caravans passing by on the road, most of them caravans from the Italian city-states, Edirne and Constantinople, some from the principalities of Kiev and Muscovy to sell fur walrus ivory, and the Hanseatic League was occasionally seen and bustling, sometimes a dozen teams could be seen on the main road in a day.

When these caravans saw Segolina, they often pushed the cart out of the way and made way for it, and the carriage, which was a little ahead, would bite the brake strings and slack off, leaving Segolena to go first. Segolena only said that they were old-fashioned and warm-hearted, polite by nature, and did not shirk, saying "bother" on the horse, and rode away, regardless of whether people understood it or not.

On this day, Segolena had already left the mountains, and as far as the eye could see, a dark blue city loomed in the distance of the plain, it was Suceava. He watched and walked all the way, and suddenly there was smoke and dust in front of him, and the sound of hooves was chaotic, and in a short time a large group of knights roared in front of him. These knights were dressed in bright silver steel armor and wore pointed hats with a large brim, characteristic of Moldova. Several large flags were raised in the team, painted in blue, yellow and color, and in the center was the skull of an original ox, which was the coat of arms of the Grand Duke of Moldova.

At the head was an old man in a Chinese costume, who saw the silver thread trimmed on Segolena's robe, his face turned pale, and he immediately asked in jerky Turkish, "Is the envoy from Edirne?" Segolena could not understand his words, so he still replied in Greek: "This is Suceava?" The old man in Chinese clothes was stunned at first, and then replied in Greek: "Exactly." "Moldova is a Greek Orthodox Christian, and the people of the upper class speak mostly Greek.

Segolena was overjoyed when he heard this, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, yes, I'm going to Suceava!" The old man in Chinese clothes said, "Can you bring His Majesty the Sultan with him?" When Segolena heard the word "by faith", he suddenly thought of the paper in his bag, so he took it out and handed it out, saying, "If you want this, take it." When the old man in Huafu saw the paperwork sealed, he hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and said: "Don't dare! The villain is the deacon Lucimaku under the Grand Duke of Moldova. Although he felt that the envoy was a little younger, the envoy was a fat man, and it was not without precedent that any Turkish nobleman wanted to send his own children out to get some oil and water, so he had no doubts.

Some of the knights behind Luciusuk looked disdainful when they saw him groveling to the Ottoman envoys. Unaware of this, Luciumaku walked up to Segolenama and said, "The Grand Duke has longed for the holy name of His Majesty the Sultan for a long time, and this angel's presence has made the whole country of Moldova shine. Ask the angel to come with me into the city and meet the Grand Duke. He spoke this fluently and quickly, and I think that after practicing for a long time, Segolena only understood the meaning of going into the city with me, and was very happy. He was worried that there was no one to guide him, and he felt that the Suceavas were very hospitable, much better than the surrounding backcountry.

So the knights turned their horses, caught Segolena and Luciumarcus in the middle of the group, and drove towards Suceava. Along the way, Luciumaku talked a lot, eager to explain the state of Moldova to the Sultan's envoy, and Segolena was full of interest when he first saw the prosperous place, and as a result, one was willing to woo and the other listened casually, and the two talked very much about the port, and neither noticed anything unusual. The surrounding knights didn't say a word, just guarded their sides, and most of them had gloomy faces.

When the procession entered the Suceava gate, hundreds of people stood in the middle of the road to welcome them, each holding flowers in their hands, and high platforms were erected every other part of the street, musicians played folk music, and a group of dancers of men and women lined up, singing and dancing. It's just that these people's expressions are stiff, and when they say welcome, they seem to have more labor.

Where has Segolena seen such a bustle, dazzling and amazed. Brother Kavanagh taught him a lot of things, but he was very strict with his ideas and rarely talked about the sound of dogs and horses, which was an eye-opener this time. Lu Xiumaku said with a smile: "It's just some things in the countryside, compared to the culture of your country, it's still a little rougher, if you like it, wait to see the Grand Duke, and arrange some pastime for you later." Segolena nodded repeatedly. A few of the knights secretly gritted their teeth and didn't say anything after all.

The city of Suceava is dominated by low stone houses and wooden attics, and the streets are narrow and messy, and only the Grand Ducal Castle of Moldova, which is perched on a hill in the middle of the city, can be considered magnificent. The main body of this castle is a palace, imitating the Byzantine style, with a dome in the middle of the roof, supported by square pillars on all sides, brilliant and majestic, and the surrounding buildings stand out from the crowd.

The procession reached a fountain in front of the palace. Luciumarcus dismounted Segolena and led him to a marble-vaulted doorway. Segolena was a little suspicious at this time, although he was ignorant of the world, he always felt that this person was so enthusiastic when they first met, there must be some kind of trap. At this time, the four horns sounded in unison, and he had no time to ask, but he had been dragged into the temple by Luxiu Maku.

The area of the main hall is extremely wide, and the black pressure inside is already full of people, including officials and merchants in the city of Suceava, as well as Greek Orthodox clergy, as well as local nobles, who exchange heads and ears from time to time. At that time, the Ottoman Turks had almost forced Wallachia to submit to their knees, and the Moldovans were anxious to know what Murad II's terms were, and the envoys of Poland, Hungary, and other countries were all concerned about the political changes. In front of the hall, there is a group of men and women are the most eye-catching, they are about 30 people, all of them are about 20 years old, the men are wearing light blue short tight suits, the women are wearing light blue unpleated tight skirts, the sword is hanging from the waist, and the right chest is wearing a golden iris flower, all of them have gloomy faces.

As soon as Segolena appeared, the eyes of the people in the hall shot at him, and they whispered, and the swordsmen were even more resentful, and their hands pressed on the hilt of their swords, as if they had a deep hatred with him. Segolena looked around, noticed the golden flowers on the chests of the men and women of this team, and couldn't help but be happy, and said in his heart, I was still worried about how to explain, I really had no place to find the iron boots, and it didn't take any effort to get it, isn't the person who explained it here?

When Lucimaku saw that the young envoy was walking towards those people, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and whispered: "Honorable envoy, the Grand Duke will be there as soon as he speaks, please move there." Segolena said, "It's okay, I'll go and say something, and I'll be back at once." There were many people around, and Luciumarcus didn't dare to stop him, only one hesitated, and Segolena had already arrived in front of the men and women of the team.

Those people did not expect that the Turkish envoy would come over on his own initiative, and for a moment they looked at each other, a little at a loss. Seeing that there was a pretty girl in the team, who was about the same age as herself, Segolena couldn't help but feel good, and leaned her head to look at the golden flower on her chest. The girl looked ashamed and stepped back. Segolena had no distractions in his heart, but when the Turkish envoy was so abrupt, they were all angry. A young man beside the girl shouted, "How dare you be so rude!" Knowing that others were unhappy, Segolena quickly explained, "I'm looking at the golden flower." The young man understood Greek, and said angrily, "You dare to quibble!" Segolena took out the fleur-de-lis from his bosom and said, "If you don't believe it, you see, I have one here." ”

Everyone changed color in an instant, and the girl's eyes flashed in shock, and she rushed forward and said loudly: "Where is my senior brother?" Segolena sighed and said, "It's dead, and I buried it with my own hands." He fought to the death, never flinched, he was really a righteous man, and I admired him very much. ”

What he said was true, but in the eyes of everyone, it was all ridicule and mockery. The girl's face changed miserably, she took three steps back, and the blood on her face faded cleanly. The young man was forced to panic and said with relief: "Yulinia, senior brother is strong in martial arts, how could he be harmed by this thief, there must be another reason for this." ”

He spoke Moldovan, which Segolena did not understand. Segolena only said that the girl was a little sad to hear that her relatives had died, and she pushed others and herself, thinking that she was also so depressed when the teacher died, her heart was sour, and she took the golden flower in both hands and went to the girl named Yulinia: "Before he died, he asked me to hand over the golden flower to you, and the right to take it away." In fact, the assassin did not specify who he had given to when he died, and he wanted to please the girl, so he casually added a sentence of imagination.

When Yulinia saw Jinhua, she screamed miserably, and immediately collapsed to the ground, covering her face and whimpering, her feelings were extremely miserable. The young man was furious, drew his sword and pointed it at the tip of Segolina's nose and said, "I will let you pay for your blood debt today!" He gave an order, and more than thirty people around him drew their swords together, and their murderous aura suddenly rose. When Segolena saw that their swords were serrated, he knew that they were indeed the same as the Assassins. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lushumaku hurriedly ordered the guards to step forward and suppress it. A group of heavily armored guards rushed through the crowd and protected Segolena in the middle.

The young man raised his sword high and shouted: "It's bearable, it's unbearable! Everyone go up and chop this barbarian to pieces!" Everyone responded violently, and Lu Xiumaku saw that the situation was about to be chaotic, and immediately shouted: "Whether it is war or peace, it is up to the Grand Duke to decide." What kind of thing are you, Zio, who dare to make your own assertions here and insult the envoys!" Zio sneered: "Who in the city of Suceava does not know that you, Master Lushumaku, are a dog of the Ottomans, so there is no need to continue barking. Luciumarcu was furious, and ordered the young man named Zio to be taken down.

Without waiting for the guards to step forward, Zio swung his sword straight at Luciu's neck. Luciusmaku avoided it, and saw the tip of the sword pierce into his throat, and suddenly there was a crisp "bang", and Zio found that his sword was pinned by another serrated sword. A broad-faced and fierce man flashed out from Lucius's side, his wrist flickered, and he shook the jagged hook of the two swords at once, and each withdrew. The wide-faced man smiled: "Zio, you are so impatient, how can you help big things?" Qi Ao hated and said: "Marlord, you sell your teacher to seek glory, and now you still have the face to say such things!" The wide-faced man was not annoyed, and said leisurely: "The grievances in the door of our Sventovites are naturally to be resolved." It's just that now that the state affairs are current, don't let outsiders underestimate my principality, do you think so, junior brother?"

Qi Ao knew that his senior brother was skilled in swordsmanship, far above him, and there were also the Grand Duke's personal guards outside the palace, if he really fought, his thirty or so people were only afraid of ten deaths, so he had to swallow his anger and insert the sword back into the sheath. The girl was holding the golden flower, still with tears rippling down her eyes, and several female disciples were comforting her.

Segolena couldn't bear to see it, and wanted to go up to persuade a few words, when a salute officer suddenly sang: "His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Moldova has arrived!" Luciumarcu hurriedly dragged Segolena to the palace and flattered: "His Royal Highness the Grand Duke has arrived, you can go forward." Segolena didn't know what to do, and saw an old man in a purple robe slowly walking into the hall. The old man's face was wrinkled, gray and gray, his eyes were barely visible under his drooping eyelids, and he needed the support of two maids to get to his seat, like an old tree—it was Alexandru, the Grand Duke of Moldova. The Grand Duke was followed by a man in a robe, who had a white beard, but his eyes were very energetic, and he was burly and had a large skeleton, and the robe could not hide his strong muscles. is also a dying old man, but he is a hundred times stronger than the Grand Duke.

Remembering the etiquette of the Kavanagh monks, Segolena fell to his knees, pressed his right hand on his left shoulder, and said aloud: "Your Highness, Grand Duke of Moldova, may God bless you." Everyone present was greatly satisfied, and felt that although the Turkish envoy had answered strangely, he finally respected the Grand Duke and regarded him as courteous.

The Grand Duke of Moldova gasped for breath and raised his hands to open his mouth to speak, but a string of muffled voices rolled out of his throat, as if a lot of phlegm was blocked. Luciumarcus leaned over and listened carefully for a moment before he got up and said to Segolina: "The Grand Duke said that you are welcome to come, please pass on to His Majesty the Sultan. ”

Segolena wondered when he had become the Sultan's envoy, and after thinking about it again, he thought that he was afraid that it was not caused by this dress. He originally intended to pick out the best clothes to wear, but he was brought into the palace as a messenger by mistake. When he first entered the world, he took all treatment for granted, and did not feel strange, and it was only then that he noticed something unusual.

Luciumaku pointed to the white-bearded old man beside the Grand Duke and said, "This is Joseph, Archbishop of Suceava of the Greek Orthodox Church. Segolena gave a slight salute, and the archbishop nodded coldly, and turned aside with his scepter, ignoring him at all.

It was supposed to be the messenger who should have delivered the letter at this time, but Segolena stood still and pondered to himself. The scene became cold for a while, and Luciumaku hurriedly reminded in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness asks His Majesty the Sultan if he has any letters?" Segolena let out an "oh" and took out the paperwork, thinking that you asked me if I had any letters from the Sultan, but you didn't ask me if I was a messenger. A small official next to him had already taken it respectfully and presented it. Luciumaku breathed a sigh of relief, took the paperwork on behalf of the Grand Duke, and untied the silk thread, which was written in Arabic, and at the end there was the blood-red seal of Murad II, where was there a fake.

Luciumaku said: "His Majesty the Sultan's intentions, the Grand Duke has already known everything. However, the matter is serious, and the Grand Duke does not dare to judge arbitrarily, and it is necessary to think about it in detail, so as not to mislead the holy will. How about a moment of rest and a reply tomorrow?" thought to Segolena, "That's all the best. I'll take off my outfit and get out of it myself, so as not to upset them." He looked around, and suddenly thought, "My father's affairs have not yet been settled, and there are the largest number of people here, so I don't know what I can inquire about." ”

Seeing that he was stunned and speechless, Lucimarku deliberately said loudly: "Dare to ask what the envoy wants?" Segolena decided to be confused for a while, so he opened his mouth and replied, "Listen to your honor." May the Mighty of Heaven bless the Prince, and may the eyes of your hearts be enlightened, that you may know what hope is in His calling. ”

This is a prayer from the Book of Ephesians of the Bible, but the Qur'an is similar in style to the Bible. Although Segolena claims to be God, those present have preconceived ideas, and they are a little embarrassed to hear the words of praise to Allah in their ears. The big bishop was even more displeased, and his staff smacked and turned away.

In just one candle moment, the Grand Duke was already overwhelmed, nodded slightly at Saigolena, and was still supported by two maids to leave. Fearing that there would still be people in the temple who wanted to find Segolena, Lucimarku stepped forward and said, "The residence has been prepared for you, and I will personally guide you to rest." ”

So the two of them left the main hall surrounded by guards and walked down a garden path towards the apse. Although the Nasventovet faction wanted to seek revenge, Mallord followed Luciumarcus and did not leave for a moment, so he had to watch them leave. On the way, Segolena suddenly thought of the girl's appearance, and asked, "Who are those people with golden flowers on their chests?" Lucimarku laughed and said, "It's just some young people in Suceava City, don't worry." Mallord suddenly interjected behind him: "The deacon is not right, although my Sventovites are a little unscrupulous now, they are not so unbearable. ”

Lu Xiumaku glanced at him, and did not snort, but said lightly: "The Venerable Envoy is tired, so you don't have to work for these things." Segolena only wanted to know more about the girl, and said, "Okay, okay, you can talk about it." Luciusmaku had to keep his mouth shut, and Mallard laughed, "This messenger is a straightforward man. The predecessor of our faction was Svatopluk, the revival lord of Great Moravia, when Svatopluk was fighting, there were often elite guards on his side, because of the meritorious service of the Savior several times, he was named Sventovit Guardian - this Sventovit was originally the name of the ancient Slavic god of war, with a face divided into four directions, a white horse under his crotch, and a sword and spear in his hand - and later the Great Moravian Kingdom was taken advantage of by the enemy, and the national honor was interrupted, and the Sventovian Guardian escorted the young lord to escape to this place, and built a city on the ground, and since then it has spread out and has no heirs. 'Moldova' really means 'people from the north'. We, the Sventovets, were all guards, and have been the guards of the Grand Duke of Moldova for generations, until today. The iris goldenrod is the basis of faith that has been passed down from generation to generation. ”

Segolena let out a "hmm" and said, "It turns out that after being a loyal martyr, it is no wonder that he can treat death as if he were at home and resist foreign insults." He was thinking of the young assassin who had been killed, but Luciumarcu thought he was deliberately sarcastic, and quickly explained: "This group of people think that they can act in a domineering manner because they have sheltered the shadow of their ancestors, and they are all dead brains who do not know how to change and do not know the general situation, so the envoy does not need to care too much. He glanced at Mallord and said, "Mallord is the first disciple of the Sventovites of this generation, and he is the only one who understands the general situation. ”

Mallord bowed slightly, with no expression on his face: "The teacher just had an accident, and it is inevitable that the hearts of the people in the faction will fluctuate." In time, they will understand my painstaking efforts. He paused, and then said, "Is there something down there, I don't know if I should ask the envoy?" Segolena said, "But it's okay to ask." Mallord said, "I just saw the envoy take out a golden flower that I sent, I don't know where you got it?" Segolena said: "I said it just now, it was a man who met on the road and asked me to bring Suchava when he was about to die." Mallord sighed, "But I know that young man, I have sent a second disciple named Swift, who is also my junior disciple. My junior brother's swordsmanship is not bad, but his sex is as fierce as fire, and he insists on going his own way to assassinate the Venerable Envoy. I refused to listen to my advice, and I was killed. ”

Swift wasn't killed by Segolina, and he wasn't ashamed to hear it. Luciumaku was afraid that Mallord would annoy the envoy, so he stopped: "Mallord, you go and check the guards near the envoy's bedroom, but don't let your juniors and sisters get involved." A smile tugged at Mallord's lips as he vanished into the corner of the hallway. When the two arrived at the residence, Segolena exclaimed as soon as he entered the door, what a luxurious place. I saw that the room was full of gilding, the furniture of Mecklenburg, the woolen carpet of Flanders, and the silver candlesticks of Milan were all exquisite; a large pine bed, with a golden tent hanging on the top, and no spices, and a fine painting of the "December Order" by the Lin brothers hung on the wall. Luciumaku was a careful person, and he was afraid that the *** messenger would be unhappy, so he removed all traces of Greek Orthodoxy in the room.

Born in a ruined castle and raised in a valley, Segolena slept in such a splendid dwelling, and his eyes were glazed for a moment. Lu Xiumaku said proudly: "The small place is desolate, it is not as rich as your country, and I hope the envoy will forgive me for any inconvenience." Segolena rolled his eyes and saw several plates on the table, filled with pear, goat's cheese, smoked salmon, mutton, and other delicacies, and beside him a glassware containing half a bottle of red Almash wine. He couldn't help but move his index finger, reached out and grabbed a piece of cheese and put it in his mouth to chew.

Seeing that the Turkish envoy was in high spirits, Luciumaku let go of his hanging heart. He whispered, "Respectable envoy and rest slowly, I will have special arrangements for you later." Segolena stuffed his mouth with food, but replied vaguely. Luciusmaku bowed, turned and went out to close the door.

Segolena had never eaten such a delicacy in his life, so he simply shook off his cheeks, picked up his molars, and ate a few plates in a few moments. He went to open the glass bottle again, tasted it, thought it was strange and sweet, frowned, and put it back again. Brother Kavanagh was an ascetic, materialistic and materialistic, and taught Segolena more spiritually than materially, rarely mentioning food and wine, how could he have imagined that there was such a delicious thing in this world.

Full of wine and food, Segolena burped and lay down on the thick quilt, only to feel soft and ethereal, wonderful. He was groggy and drowsy, and was about to close his eyes to sleep, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Segolena barely raised his head to look, first smelling a burst of blue musk, and then a woman hired Tingting to walk up to him.

This woman was not a few years older than him, she was born with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, two arms as white as ivory, and as fragrant and delicate as mutton fat, and a purple and red robe tightly wrapped around her body, which was concave and convex. When she saw Segolena, she first knelt down and saluted, then put her red lips to Segolina's ear and spat out lilacs: "Suceava has a cool night, and the deacon has sent a slave family to warm the table for the envoy." After saying that, Dai's eyebrows seemed to be resentful, and she half-untied her robe, but the bottom of her robe was only covered with tulle, and her figure was swaying, and she was flattering.

It's a pity that Segolena is still ignorant of this man and woman, and only thinks that she is good-looking, but she doesn't have half of her desire in it. No matter how provocative this woman is, she still smiles and looks at it. The woman was quite surprised to see that he did not move, thinking that the messenger had some determination, and used her flattery to entangle him, and said angrily: "The spring night is short, why bother to snub the slave family." "Go and untie his robe, then the skin will grind, and the four liquids will boil, not afraid that this Turkish barbarian will not enter the palace.

The woman stretched out her jade arm and gently opened Segolena's headscarf, and suddenly noticed a flower in front of her, and then looked closely, but saw that the messenger's head was covered with colorful blonde hair, which was dazzling. Segolena grabbed her hair and said with a smile: "This turban has been wrapped for many days, and I forgot to untie it today." The woman was shocked and suspicious, and the movements in her hands stopped. Although she was a woman, she also knew that the Ottoman Turks lived in Central Asia, and their blood was obvious, and there would never be such a blond nobleman.

Seeing that she was no longer entangled, Segolena sat up from the bed and said, "It's good that you're here, I was just about to ask about something." The woman got up and put on her robe again, and said casually, "The slave family is suddenly not very comfortable, and I will go to find a better sister to serve the envoy in a while." Segolena rejoiced, "Very good." The woman glared at him and hurried away.

This time, there was no more sound, and Segolena could only wait in the room. Viscount Durand brought the "Proverbs of the Two Serpents" to Suceava, and Brother Kavanagh did not know much, and only glimpsed a glimpse of the scales and half claws from the few words. On that day, he speculated that he had heard from Segolene that the Proverbs were related to the fortunes of France, and there were only two ways: one was to use the power of someone in Suceava to interpret the Proverbs, so that legal persons could practice divine skills and defeat the enemy; the other was to barter and use the preciousness of the Proverbs in exchange for someone's support for France—the country of Suceava was small and poor, and it was difficult for France, political, military, and financial affairs to look at France, and the only one who could support France was the one who could support the country or hide a hidden master - no matter which way, this received the "Proverbs" must be a great expert in martial arts.

Segolena thought about the teacher's teachings from beginning to end, and wanted to leave immediately, but then it occurred to the woman that she had told her to call a sister and that she might as well ask her first. So he still put his turban around his head, and when he had asked the question, he left the castle and went straight to find it—but it was a pity for the bed and the delicacies. He was thinking about it when there was a knock on the door. Segolena rejoiced, "It's her sister!" and she got out of bed and opened the door. Outside the door was a servant girl dressed in coarse cloth, she lowered her head, she couldn't see her face clearly, and said respectfully: "Lord Deacon, please move to His Majesty's study, and have important matters to discuss." ”

Segolena said, "Didn't you send it from the sister just now?" The maid was stunned, and said, "She is also waiting in the study." The road inside the castle is difficult to find, so please come with me. Segolena thought the same for the deacon, and followed her out of the room. The guards outside the door wanted to follow him, but the maidservant said, "What can happen in this castle? The guards had to stop.

The castle is gloomy and dark, with stairs up and down, narrow and winding. The maid walked slowly in front of her with a candlestick, and Segolena followed carefully, and since he had practiced the magic of proverbs, he had been able to see things at night without difficulty. As the two walked along, Segolena suddenly asked, "Hey, do you know who has the highest martial arts in this city of Suceava?" The maidservant did not expect him to ask such a question, and pondered for a moment before replying: "Teacher Novas of the Sventovites is the most first-class master in the city, and he is also famous in Eastern Europe. Segolena said, "Where is he now?" The maid paused for a moment, then moved forward again, and replied gloomily, "I disappeared a while ago." Segolena was greatly disappointed, and casually asked, "How did you disappear?" and the servant said, "It's not that he has taken in a good apprentice!"

The two of them talked and walked, and unconsciously arrived at a garden behind the castle, where there was a pavilion, the night breeze was blowing, and the wind chimes jingled between the pavilions. The shrubs around it are quite high, like several high walls, separating the garden into a quiet place.

Segolenaki said, "Is this the study? Why don't you see a book?" The maid suddenly turned around and said coldly: "This is not a study, but a place where you little thief is crushed to ashes!" Suddenly, more than a dozen people rushed in from the side of the green wall, and surrounded the small garden.

Again, the handmaiden was the pretty maiden Yulinia who was in the temple today, and beside her were all the people of Zio and the Sventovites. They all held serrated swords in their hands, and their eyebrows were cold. Instead of panicking, Segolena rejoiced: "It turned out to be you." Zio said coldly: "It's us." I want to teach you that our Sventovet guards have been loyal vassals of Suceava and the Grand Duke of Sucea for generations, and you Turkey want to get your hands on Moldova unless we wait for death. Segolena secretly complained, thinking that this robe had really caused a lot of trouble for herself, and was about to open her mouth to distinguish it, but Yulinia had already stabbed her sword and said coquettishly: "Return my brother's life!"

Yulinia is young, but she is really not weak under her hands, Qingfeng is boundless, and she has a lot of bearing. Segolena didn't want to fight her, so he cast a ghostly spell. Yulinia felt that the Turkish envoy in front of her was as slippery as a swimming fish, and the tip of her sword was repeatedly stabbed, and he slid away lightly as soon as he turned around. She was a little angry, and she made a move again and again, but the other party was in front and behind, but she missed him.

Seeing that the little junior sister couldn't attack, Qi Ao was afraid of losing, so he also joined the battle group. His swordsmanship was one level higher than that of Yulinia, and the two swords were combined, and the two cold rays of light covered Segolena in an instant. It's a pity that the swordsmanship of the Sventovites is not real, Segolena has already seen it with Swingad, although these two people have outstanding martial arts, they are not as good as Swingtech's level.

Segolena only dodged and did not attack, and it was better to take a leisurely stroll. Zio saw that the other party intended to avoid it, and thought that with the strength of the two of us, we could not even force this Turk to make a move, how could we defend our home and country in the future? In Slavic mythology, it is rumored that the god of war Sventovi has three magic weapons: sword, spear and shield. The martial arts of the Sventovites also have three tricks: sword, spear, and shield, and a long serrated sword can be slashed, stabbed and defended. Zio changed his spear technique at this time, and the straight sword turned into a spear, and the grip of both hands increased the piercing power, and he stabbed fiercely towards Segolena. This thorn was menacing, much to Segolina's surprise, he let out a "huh", it was too late to dodge, his shoulders shook slightly, and his body leaned back. Yulinia's sword suddenly slashed, and Segolena twisted her waist in a hurry, and rolled sideways, barely avoiding the blade, and her posture was quite awkward.

The two of them had the upper hand in one blow, and their spirits were greatly lifted, and the surrounding people applauded. The sword wins in slashing, the spear wins in piercing, and the two sets of military skills learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and cooperate with each other, which can seal the enemy's path to a full ten. Yulinia and Zio have been working together since childhood, and they have a very tacit understanding, and it can be said that the development at this time is seamless. After all, Segolena is inexperienced, and he only blindly dodges between these square inches, and gradually feels difficult. He secretly thought that if he continued like this, he would be killed before he could speak clearly, wouldn't he be wronged? It just so happened that Yulinia's long sword slashed at him again, and she wanted to force him to leap high, and then Zio stabbed him with a spear, but Segolena did not dodge and did not move, and met the blade with his fleshy palm. This is a trick in Matthew's Gospel, which is intended to persuade people to do good, avoid using swords, and use internal force to restrain opponents' sharp weapons, but not to hurt others. The palms and swords collided, Yulinia felt a strong internal force surging through the spine of the sword, the hilt of the sword was as hot as coals, her small hands were delicate and could not withstand the heat, and subconsciously let go of her five fingers, and Segolena turned her right palm in a circle, and her two fingers grabbed the tip of the sword, and she snatched the sword upside down.

Zio was shocked, if Segolena had a heart, a sword return at this time could kill Yulinia. His mind was spinning, and he immediately turned his spear into a shield, and switched to a shield technique, and the serrated sword in his hand stood upright into a forest, and swung it into a shield to block Yulinia, but he himself was empty, waiting to die. Segolena didn't take advantage of it, he grabbed the tip of the sword and handed it to Yulinia, and smiled: "Girl, please take your sword." ”

Yulinia thought that the other party intended to humiliate, her eyes were full of tears, and she snatched the long sword and wiped it on her neck. Segolena and Zio shouted "Don't!" at the same time. After all, it was Segolena who came first, and he pointed with his right hand to the star point of Yulinia's right rib, which is the key point of the West Cancer Palace, and is in charge of the tendons of his right arm. His fingers were strong, and a force penetrated into the cancer, and Yulinia's right arm was immediately sore, and with a grunt, the long sword fell on the gravel ground.

Zio stopped, thinking of almost losing his little sister, cold sweat was dripping down his back, and he looked at Segolena, not knowing whether to say thank you. Yulinia was stopped by this, and most of her momentum of wanting to commit suicide just now disappeared, and she sat down on the ground, crying and shouting at Segolena: "You...... You, what the hell do you want!"

Segolena laughed dumbly: "It's obviously your bad luck that came to me, why did you end up asking me what happened?" Yulinia said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! Anyway, you have already killed Senior Brother Swinger, so you might as well kill me too!" She was in a hurry and used back in Moldovan. Segolena didn't understand much, only heard the pronunciation of "Swingette", and knew that she was still entangled in that matter, so she said: "Your senior brother, I really didn't kill you. ”

He was about to tell the truth, when suddenly there were more than a hundred soldiers rushing out from all around, armed with spears and crossbows, and surrounded the Sventovetites and Segolena. Luciusmaku, Mallord, and the woman stood outside the circle, looking around.

Zio reacted the fastest, pointed his sword at the back of Segolina's heart, and shouted at Luciumaku: "Quickly remove the people, or I will kill this messenger!" Luciumaku sneered: "At this point, you better stop acting." This guy is an impostor, and he is clearly your accomplice!" The woman pointed at Segolena and said, "I just saw him with blonde hair, how can he be an Ottoman Turkish envoy!?"

The people of the Sventovites were shocked when they heard this, especially Yulinia, who turned her head to look directly at Segolena and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are not a Turk?" Segolena smiled bitterly: "When did I admit it, but the girl was too impatient to give me a chance." With that, he pulled down his turban and showed off his shiny hair.

Everyone present let out an "oh", thinking that if this blonde boy could be the Sultan's envoy, I am afraid that even the Lombard merchants would be willing to take interest-free loans. Luciumakul said loudly: "You Sventovets colluded with foreign criminals and pretended to be envoys, and the old man was almost deceived by you. The Sventovites were originally upright and the pillars of the country, but I can't imagine that you unscrupulous descendants would do such a thing, and the Grand Duke knows how sad it must be!"

Zio was furious: "You bastard yourself colluded with the Turks, how dare you spew blood now!" Luciumaku sneered: "If you are innocent, but tell me what you have to do with this imposter in the back garden of the castle in the middle of the night?" Zio was speechless for a while, he could not say that he had come to attack and kill the Turkish envoy. Seeing that the other party was speechless, Lu Xiumaku said again: "When this messenger gave you golden flowers in the palace for no reason, I was surprised. Now that I look at it, I see that it is true! Are you planning to attack and kill the Grand Duke at night and wait for an opportunity to seize power?"

He received a report from his maid that the Turkish envoy was blonde, and was so angry that he was about to go to Segolena to find out, when he reached the door of the room, the guard said that the messenger had been called to the study by a maidservant. Luciumarcus immediately knew that this must have been done by the Sventovites, and immediately asked Mallord to send guards to search around, and sure enough, they ran into them in the back garden. Although Luciumarcu is not sure about the relationship between this imposter and the Sventovites, he must not miss the opportunity, and he can only bite the relationship between the Sventovites and the impostor in front of everyone, and he can settle it in one fell swoop, and the country will be free again.

It was because he did not allow Qi Ao to defend himself, and he punished his heart every word, which led to such a great crime as plotting to assassinate the Grand Duke. When the Sventovetites heard this, Luciumarcus suddenly said, "Someone! Arrest the imposter and torture him first." Several soldiers stepped forward to capture Segolena. Zio shouted, "Shield!" The disciples of the Sventovites shouted in unison, and their swords stood straight up like a large shield in front of Segolena. Lu Xiumaku sneered: "Do you admit to colluding with foreign enemies?"

Yulinia exclaimed: "Third Senior Brother, why are you?" Qi Ao said in a deep voice: "Since he is pretending to be a messenger and has the golden flower of the second senior brother, there must be a plan in it, and he must ask clearly, how can he let the deacon lock him away?" Yulinia was overjoyed: "So...... Second Senior Brother, is he still alive?" Zio glanced at Segolina, who had to spit out a string of vague Greek words in response. Yulinia only nodded his head in acknowledgement, and lowered her head with joy, her eyes glistening with tears again, but this time she wept with joy. Ever since Swift had gone alone to assassinate the messenger, she had been thinking about it day and night, and she had been relieved to be relieved.

Segolena looked up at Luciumarcu and the Miki beside him, and sighed infinitely. This man turned his face like a book, and he didn't blush when he told lies. Brother Kavanagh had warned that the world was declining and that there were many treacherous people, but now it seems that the teacher did not say it too much, and he was still too gullible to be gullible. Seeing Segolena staring at her intently, Na Mei Ji snorted coldly from her nose, said something to Luciumaku, and turned to leave.

Malaud stepped down at this point, knowing that the Sventovites were so prestigious in Suceava that ordinary soldiers did not want to be an enemy. At this time, they set up a shield array, and it was difficult to clean up in a moment, and there would inevitably be some changes if the time dragged on, so they had to take action themselves.

As soon as he approached, several young men from the Sventovet faction could not bear it anymore and shouted and cursed. Unimpressed, Mallord took out a bronze coat of arms carved into it with four hooves in the air. He raised his head and said loudly: "Seeing the coat of arms is like seeing the division commander, the sventovet sent all the people, don't put down your weapons quickly!"

Zio said angrily: "You killed Teacher Novas, and you still have the face to order the whole door with the stolen things?" Mallord said: "I can explain the matter of Teacher Novas. It's just that now you lay down your arms first, I am the senior brother of this sect, and I can naturally be the master of the Sventovet faction. Yulinia had already wiped away her tears, lifted the strands of hair on her forehead, and was the first to stand up and say: "You first betrayed the master and the country, and you are no longer a member of the Sventovites!" Malaud pulled out his serrated sword and sneered: "You have violated the rules of the door when you see the white horse coat of arms and do not worship, and today I will clean the door on behalf of the master." ”

Before the words fell, Mallord had already made a move. His swordsmanship is the same as that of Zio and Yulinia, but his power is several times greater, and his strength and timing are all just right. The shields of the Sventovites were originally very strong, but Malrod knew the intricacies of them, and many of them were taught by him. Only a few screams were heard, and five or six disciples of the Sventovites were bleeding in their right hands, and five or six long swords fell to the ground in response, and the shield array was scattered when it landed.

As soon as Mallord struck a blow, he immediately retracted, still standing back in place and saying, "Don't you still admit defeat?" Qi Ao knew this senior brother's martial arts very well, and knew that even if these fellow disciples attacked together now, they would definitely not be able to please him. He glanced at Segolina's childish face, hesitated for a moment, and still couldn't call out this "hero", hesitated again and again, and whispered in Greek: "This ...... Well, this benevolent brother ......" Segolena was overjoyed, and he had never been called a "benevolent brother" in his life, and immediately replied, "Hello, Brother Zio." He used the usual title of a priest, and Qi Ao was stunned, and said: "Although I don't know why you took the name of a messenger, but since you can return the golden flower for my senior brother, you must have a lot to do with our faction." Now that the matter is urgent, when the fight comes, can Brother Ren escort my junior sister Yulinia to escape?"

When Yulinia heard it, she hurriedly said: "Third senior brother, I won't leave! After saying that the same door advances and retreats together, how can you talk and not count!" Qi Ao Zhengse said: "The master and the senior brother are not there, and now I have the idea." Yulenia was still about to argue, but Segolena pointed to Maraud and asked Zio, "Is he your senior brother?" Zio hated: "I'd rather he wasn't!" Segolena said, "Your teacher, that is, his teacher?" Zio didn't know what was going on, and replied in amazement: "Then do you need to say that?" Segolena said: "Then if he kills your teacher, he will kill his own teacher?" Zio and Yulenia nodded at the same time, and the serrated sword in their hands trembled slightly. Saigolena frowned, clapped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Although the teacher said that life is precious, this disobedient murderer is a great sin that is difficult to forgive, and the soul should fall into the hellfire lake early!"

Segolena lived with Brother Kavanagh for seven years, and his affection was so deep that he regarded his teacher as a father, and could not tolerate such a crime. He was innocent in nature, and when he heard about Mallord's actions, his heart swelled with murderous intent.

Malaud didn't know it, he thought that Segolena was just a mountain village boy found by Swinger, and even if he knew some kung fu, he must be limited, so he didn't care at all, and was bent on persuading the Sventovites. As soon as Segolenef stood up, Mallard laughed and said, "You impostor is not shallow, and you have almost taken advantage of Miss Salorva. Let's get out of the way first, and then I'll take care of you. ”

Segolena said indifferently: "You deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, I am here to do the way on behalf of God." With that, he pulled out the chestnut staff from his robe and stretched it out. This wooden staff is a relic of Brother Kavanagh, who abandoned it in order to demonstrate the virtue of his teacher and teach the rebels of the Sventovites. Mallord shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's okay, I'll take you down first and be angry for Miss Saleva." ”

Before the sword and staff could touch, a sudden shout exploded out of thin air. This violent shouting was deafening, like the ringing of church bells, and the people present almost fell down with shallow internal strength, and those with foundational internal strength were also full of red, only Mallord and Segolene were not affected.

The sound subsided, and a black shadow fell from the sky like a big bird. Wearing a hundred legal crowns, purple robes, white beard and hair, but a red complexion, it was Joseph, the archbishop of Suceava.

The archbishop, who had a transcendent position in Moldova, suddenly appeared, and the surroundings were silent for a while. The archbishop fell to the ground and looked around, his momentum not angry. He swept his gaze to the Arab robe on Segolena's body, his eyes stood up, and he said sharply: "Son of heretic, are you going to offend the parish of this seat?"

Note 1: Great Moravia, also known as the Duchy of Bohemia, Great Moravia, was founded in 833 AD. It had the southeastern part of Moravia, the southwestern part of Slovakia, part of Lower Austria, and the northern part of Slovakia and Hungary. During the reign of the first generation of the ruler Svatoppluk, he once expanded the territory to the middle and upper reaches of the Danube, and the country was at its peak. Svatopluk had a personal guard, named after Sventovet, the god of war in Slavic mythology, and was accustomed to warfare. When the kingdom of Great Moravia was destroyed by Hungary in 906 AD, the Sventovites were martyred in battle, and the rest of them were missing.