Rodin shrank in pain, his hand covering the wound, and blood came out.

The audience was silent, holding their breath and staring nervously at the two.

At this time, Rodin made a fake move to deceive Richard's attention, the tip of the sword was picked up, and stabbed down from the air......

The sword, impartial, stabbed Richard right in the heart.

It was broken, he was struck by the sword, and Rodin felt like he had missed.

What to do? It's too late to regret everything.

It's good, I just want him to stab here, this is like the real thing, otherwise, I really can't deceive the audience and the king's eyes. Richard thought it was a good thing.

However, the consciousness was leaving Richard's brain little by little, his vision began to blur, his body floated into the air, he lost his sense of weight, and he felt that he had sacrificed his life for his friend, and such a death was noble, heroic, and worthwhile.

This sword was too deadly, Rodin regretted it very much, but it was too late to recover, how much he regretted that he had deprived his friend of his life with his own hands, which was unforgivable, this and that...... What a sin!

At this moment, right in front of his eyes, Richard lay straight on the ground, his breathing gradually weakened, and under him was a large pool of blood, and his eyes, which were once so bright, slowly closed, never to be opened again......

Rodin realized at this time that if Richard hadn't voluntarily given up his precious life, he would not have been stabbed. This is to cover yourself and regain your trust. He did everything a friend could do.

The audience did not understand all this, and they let out a tsunami-like cheer and songs of victory celebration.

Rodin was treated like a hero, and the crowd poured into the arena, carrying him by the legs and circling the arena. Helena felt that she was ashamed of Rodin, he did not betray herself, and she was ready to give him enough compensation and reward.

She even wanted to treat him well in the bedroom tonight.

The king and the princess left satisfied, and the audience was gone, and only one man remained in the field, and that was Lisa.

She brought a burlap bag and filled Richard's body inside. Another carriage was hired to transport him to a secluded place and place Richard's body on a cold wooden bed.

What to do, her friend died, and in the face of a cold corpse, she felt at a loss and desperate.

She thought of coffins, wreaths, elegiac and cemeteries.

She sat for a long time, motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

After a long time, a thought suddenly popped up, what about the magic mirror lighter?

She seemed to see hope at once, and immediately took out the lighter from his pants pocket, and "snapped" the flame, and "soared", and a face jumped out above the flame, which turned out to be the devil Tiho.

Tiho's hideous face still startled her, that face was hideous and terrifying, ghostly, but she couldn't care about these anymore, and said to the female ghost: "I heard Richard say before his death, you are the one who gave him magic, please help me, save Richard." ”

"What's wrong with Richard?"

"Behold, he died, in a duel, by a sword in the heart."

Tiho looked and saw that the heart of the man lying on the bed was a blur of flesh and blood.

Tiho replied, "I promised him that I could save his life three times in a time of crisis, and this is the second time, so I can cast a spell to save his life." You notice that in his jacket pocket, you can find a small paper bag with a few pills in it, you give him one pill with warm water, and his wound will slowly heal. Then, I recite the spell to return his soul, and in a moment he will wake up. ”

Na Lisa did so and gave Richard a pill.

I saw that in another time and space, Tiho lit incense candles, held a sword in his hand, jumped on the ground, and said something in his mouth: "Uh-huh, stud, Karma Pa Qiannuo...... Uh-huh stud, Karma Pa Qiannuo......"

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see any reaction from Richard, and said in his heart, this is over, he is really dead, and he can't help but cry for a long time, choking up.

Because they have been together for so long, the two have had many skin-to-skin kisses and have deep feelings for each other.

If Richard really didn't have any skills this time, there would be no point for her to stay, and she was thinking about what she should do next. Maybe a return to Sirius?

Time was ticking, and her hopes were dashing little by little.

When people die, the lights go out, and everything is over.

It was almost dawn, and she was ready to get up and go to take care of Richard's funeral.

At this moment, Richard's fingers moved slightly, and Lisa's heart sank, and her eyes were fixed on Richard's lead-gray face.

After a while, Richard's eyelids blinked slightly, and suddenly, his eyes opened, and he finally came to life.

Lisa gasped for air.

"What's wrong with me?" Richard sat up and touched the back of his head.

"Hmph, you went to hell and became a satan's guest, but the devil thinks you are poor and ugly, and you can't slip around and let you go back to the world to be punished for a hundred years of hard labor, no, you will come back obediently."

"Haha, you just said it wrong, I am neither poor nor ugly, and I am first-class in eloquence, otherwise I would not have won the favor of you, an alien beauty." Richard quipped.

"Okay, don't get too complacent, run down and kowtow first, thank me for the grace of reconstruction."

Richard couldn't laugh or cry, and in the face of this Rakshasa face, he had no choice but to kowtow a few times.

The two of them talked and talked, moved by their true feelings, beautiful scenery, you are greedy for my love, and it is inevitable that there will be another cloud and rain, enjoying endless blessings.

What a wonderful life is. The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and you should cherish it, you are alive.

That morning, Princess Elizabeth summoned the liaison officer, Lina, into the drawing-room, and told her to help her find an interpreter who was familiar with geography and ancient Persian, and who could translate for her several ancient maps of Turkey, which were marked in locations very different from those in the military plan.

How could there be a mistake with the map? Could it be that the ancient cartographers were idiots? Could it be that the master named Piri Reis has his brain in water?

Which callout is accurate?

As the person in charge of the next big war against Atlantis, she must not be taken lightly, and the map used to guide the war must not be biased in the slightest.

When Narissa heard this, she was secretly happy in her heart, and she immediately had a new idea.

On this day, she brought Richard, dressed in disguise, to see Princess Elizabeth.

Richard wore a slightly white headgear with sideburns, a two-upturned mustache pasted on his upper lip, a layer of sky-blue retina in his eyes, a chrome civilization stick in his hand, and a chic tuxedo.

Lina introduced: "This is Princess Elizabeth, and this is Dr. Moore, who has just returned from overseas study. ”

Elizabeth smiled and warmly stretched out her hands, and the two shook hands politely.

After taking her seat, Elizabeth said, "Mr. Moore, I have the honour to invite you here so that you can help me with something, and if you do it well, I will be rewarded." ”

"Your Royal Highness, I have always been your loyal subject, you are the brightest star in my heart, and I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life."

"Okay, just be polite, don't say it so beautifully, I'm different from that Helena, I'm not a vain person, I don't want to be vain, I don't admire vanity."

When Lisa and Richard heard this, they looked at each other, and they knew that the princess's good days were coming to an end.

"Your reputation is spread all over the world, your image of modesty, prudence, and proximity to the people is well known throughout Greece, and the subjects of the whole country know the virtues and grace of Princess Elizabeth, and it is a blessing for the subjects to have such a good princess."

Richard's mouth is like a river, and his words are endless, constantly praising the princess, who is unwilling to listen to good words on the surface, but in fact she is quite useful in her heart.

Her first impression of Richard was quite good, and the job was settled.

Elizabeth took out a map, spread it out on the table, and said to Richard, "Look, Mr. Doctor. This map shows that our Greece is in the middle of the Mediterranean, east of Italy, across the sea from Egypt, about 20 degrees east longitude and about 38 degrees north latitude. However, if you look at this map, the difference is too big, the orientation of our Greece is more than 10 degrees apart, what is going on? You're an expert, what's wrong? ”

"And," said the princess, "Atlantis is an island country, and its exact location is about 800 nautical miles across the Strait of Gibraltar, and its geographical location is marked on this map at about 30 degrees west longitude and 39 degrees north latitude, but it is marked on this map as being 1,500 nautical miles beyond the Strait of Gibraltar." That's a big difference, more than 700 nautical miles. ”

Richard looked at the two pictures, compared the positions on the pictures, and said, "Your Royal Highness, it is indeed wrong. However, which picture is wrong cannot be conclusively determined, and requires strict research and comparison. ”

"Also, Doctor, which map should be used to revise the war map?"

"Here's the problem."

Richard said with a solemn face: "Your Highness, I once encountered an incident the year before last. It is to find the geographical location of an oil well, the map of the exploration team is one annotation, but the geographical location map is another annotation, as a result, both maps are wrong, and in the end, there is no trace of the oil field at all. ”

"Yes," Elizabeth said worriedly, "this picture, if it is to find oil fields, it is understandable, and it is not a big problem related to the national economy and people's livelihood, but if it is used in war, the consequences will be much more serious." ”

"What, war?"

"Yes, war."

"I heard you right, you mean...... War? Who's at war with whom? ”

Elizabeth said calmly, "This is the end of the matter, and I won't hide it from you, Dr. Moore." This map is a map of a war, that is, part of a war plan. ”

"That's a big deal, it's absolutely sloppy, and you can't do it hastily. May I ask, who is at war with whom? ”

"Uh...... Be...... Belch...... Be...... The war between Greece and Atlantis. ”