The castle in Tripoli was not inferior to the Knights Hospitaller's fortress on the main island of Malta, with walls of the same height and thickness.

The floor space was similar, so that the elder Devlisch, as the leader of the German group, could be assigned a large enough room.

Without the oppression of the French group, the balcony with a sea view is also proper.

Although there was a lot of noise on the dock outside the window, old Deverich was not at all irritable, and he was very happy with this busyness.

The female knight Dverrich was busy on the sidelines, holding both a sword and a kitchen knife in her hands.

She quickly slice the fish, drizzled it with olive oil, rubbed it with salt, and fried it in a pan.

Her movements are unhurried, she is very skillful, and even better than before.

Having only one eye not only affects the observation of the enemy during battle, but also has an impact on life, and the sense of space and distance will be insufficient.

The ribbon with the Demon Hunter heritage was now attached to the body of the Lady Knight de Vrerich, and there were no eyeballs in her eye sockets, but there was no depression visible under the black ribbon that covered her.

New tissues and blood vessels are formed in it, nourishing the black ribbons.

The well-informed old Deverlich had studied it for a long time last night, but he could not see the origin of this treasure.

He also had a lot of doubts about the battle between his daughter and Wu Xin to get out of trouble together, and some details seemed incomprehensible.

How did Wu Xin preserve those spell-casting materials and equipment, and how did that strange poisonous snake come about.

The most suspicious thing is, of course, the armor.

Although her daughter repeatedly said that Goda Fe was not friendly at first, old Deverichy still felt that only if he made up his mind at the beginning to save Wu Xin and his gang, could there be follow-up changes.

This thought was shaken again after meeting Godalfi. Even if he and his subordinates did their best to help, it would be impossible for them to hide from Shahamera, who had the peak strength of the elite.

He could only conclude that his daughter had lost some of her judgment because of the torture she had suffered after being captured, and Wu Xin had particularly powerful treasures and hidden strength.

Although according to Wu Xin's request, the female knight de Vrich wrapped several layers of demonic armor inside and out, but there was still a trace of foul smell emitted, and it was better to wrap a layer of cotton cloth on the box that was placed, which is not a good way at first glance. Of course, this is not very worrying, Wu Xin's heels are deep. To convict him of collusion with evil spirits is really too much for you.

The old father didn't see the cost of using this armor either.

It was the strange pattern of the daughter's blood vessels on the black ribbon that made the old Deverrich feel even more palpitations.

In yesterday's punishment, my daughter was too fanatical. I don't know if it's because of this, but it's not a good thing.

But of course he didn't tell his daughter about it, and the handsome little warlock didn't seem to care about it anyway, and the show must have been arranged by him.

Fathers will always excuse their daughters, and it's not my daughter who is bad, but the ambitious little warlock.

Wu Xin will not deny this accusation.

Old Devreich can only hope that Wu Xin can use his daughter at the same time, but also give her a little return, power and money in return.

Old Deverichy was even a little remorseful when he was thinking about where he could buy a pure gold mask he had ever seen. Why didn't I remember this strange decoration in the past?

Father and daughter ate face to face together, knowing that their daughter could "see" their movements, and old Deverrich no longer looked into his daughter's eyes. He talked to his daughter about business: "Judging from the scene last night, our warlock lord is not too ambitious, and he is not content to be a garrison of a stronghold on the southern shore of the Mediterranean. ”

"Well, he wants to absorb nomads." The female knight of Devlich spoke very briefly, which was something that Wu Xin told him personally yesterday.

Wu Xin's intentions were so obvious that the female knight Dverrich could see it herself. However, Wu Xin's willingness to talk to her about her thoughts still made her happy.

It's just that she still has some doubts in her heart. Godafy will not cooperate, and the population controlled by Wu Xin is actually insufficient, so how many nomads is appropriate to absorb? Five hundred or eight hundred, this thing is not easy to do.

"The Marquis of Bazin told me that His Royal Highness the Regent has decided to give us great support, and that the population he has given us has already been sent by embarking in the port of Liguria, and the main fleet of the Republic of Liguria has personally sent people away, a total of thousands of inhabitants! Most of them are young adults. Deverichy told his daughter the good news in a very happy tone. It seems that the relationship between father and son is indeed not fake, and even people like His Royal Highness Ladislaus will do such a kind thing. ”

He only told Wu Xin the good news last night, and when Wu Xin and the female knight Deverichy talked about it, they didn't know about it, so they didn't mention it.

"Really?!" Like Wu Xin's reaction, the female knight Deverich was also excited, and the arrival of this group of immigrants greatly strengthened the Wu Xin group's roots in the port of Tripoli.

And since it was given by the regent of Vienna, most of them should be German-speaking residents.

"Hmm." Old Deverrich tried to suppress his joy, but his daughter knew that her father was in high spirits. "During this time, Father Erlan and I worked hard to build a house, but it is estimated that we can't build it in time, but fortunately, through Godalfi's relationship, it is not difficult to buy some big tents from the surrounding tribes, and those Italians who are mixed together, let them live in tents!"

"It's not good." The female knight Deverichy faintly felt that her father's behavior might not be appreciated by Wu Xin.

"It's okay, there will be some German-speaking people living in tents together, and it won't give Cassano a chance to make trouble." The elder Deverrich was very experienced, and he was able to strengthen his prestige among the German-speaking people without leaving anything to chance. "Fifteen hundred immigrants are enough to draw a new company of two hundred people, and only two companies can make one attack and one guard, otherwise there will be insufficient troops."

Another reason for the excitement of the elder Deverrich was, of course, the company drawn from the Austrian immigrants. It must be handed over to him.

The female knight of Devreich had the heart to persuade her father to serve Wu Xin wholeheartedly, but she also felt a little naïve, and her father had already done it without breaking. is also generally out of public interest, and she has no position to say anything more.

After a pause, the old father asked about the following arrangements: "Are you going to leave again tonight?" ”

The Lady Defrich's voice was completely ruined, and she replied with a nod of her head in order to make her father hear as little as possible.

"Presumably to capture more slaves, and by the way, wipe out a few hostile tribes in the south, the farther away from the coastline. The more there is an elm head that values faith more than life, and it is specifically against our Knights Hospitaller. "Old Deverrichy has also been desperately fighting for manpower during this time. The dock has already been expanded once, and the next step is to build a new fence to enclose the dock and build several firing towers.

All the people of the Knights Hospitaller knew it. Compared to the nomadic tribes, the Barbary pirates who obey the orders of Istanbul are the real threat.

The defense of the pier is a top priority.

Father Erlan was desperate for labor to build the lighthouse, expand the church, and expand the docks, and the tribe that Cassano had exterminated was not enough to provide the surging labor.

There is also money that is also insufficient, although Wu Xin brought back thousands of thalers' profits and a dozen camels this time, but Wu Xin has a long-term plan, not only does not withdraw these belongings, but also invests again to expand the scale.

It seems that robbing a few more nomadic tribes on the edge of the oasis is a natural choice.

……………….

When Wu Xin returned to the castle of Tripoli, another reincarnation who had completed the task also ended his journey.

The warrior guarding the gates of the Topka Palace looked at the woman in front of him in silence, feeling a pang of awe in his heart.

There aren't many people who can make them feel awe. But the person who can make the palace open at night is certainly worthy of awe.

It's just a small door, but it's also remarkable.

Bulsha, who wore a long dress, was extremely conservative. Completely lost the appearance of the hostess, Hong Tai and Derge probably wouldn't believe this scene at all.

She just walked slowly into the carved Topka Palace.

The image of the guards in the palace has changed, and the guards no longer have the majesty and high-spiritedness of men, but are full of gloom and dampness.

A richly dressed woman with a noble temperament waited behind the door.

When she saw Bursha, she waved her brightly colored long sleeves. Let the eunuchs of the retinue retreat into the distance.

"Teacher, this is from the D-class plane. Fragments of the divinity of the Sleepless. Bulsha held the cicada's wing knife upside down in both hands and handed it to the woman.

"Well, the one-eyed dragon of Geush? Ah, indeed full of chaos and evil powers, Demogorgen would have loved it. "This woman is Sultan Hurem, the teacher of Burtha, the favorite woman of Suleiman the Magnificent, and the mother of his four sons." With me, you don't have to use any honorifics for the so-called gods, any gods or any other being. ”

Her words could only be heard by Bulsha, and of course her eunuchs and maids might not have reacted to them, and they did not know the meaning of the name "Demogorgen".

Knowing this, Bursa was very nervous.

Her teacher slowly stroked the cicada blade, and the black liquid slowly accumulated into her hand.

The eunuchs and palace maids, who were more than a dozen paces away, all felt a burst of nameless fear and anger.

Despite countless tortures, the fury and fury contained in this black liquid were not something that mortals could resist.

Sultan Xurem seemed to be under all the influence, her hands vibrating slightly, and the black liquid became smaller and smaller.

After a long time, only a small black bead remained, which fell on her hand.

Unlike the darkness of the night, the darkness of this little bead is the nothingness that swallows everything.

Sultan Xurem took out the fragments of divinity from the two cicada-wing knives, and then returned the knife to Bursha: "This trophy is enough for Your Majesty to remember your name too, how about going with me to see Your Majesty?" He's going to love you. ”

The Ottoman harem accompanied the middle palace with many people, and it was not easy to get Suleiman's favor.

In fact, don't talk about being favored, it's not a casual thing to even meet the emperor.

But it is different to be introduced by Sultan Xurem, not only will he definitely be favored for a long time, but he will not be helpless in the palace struggle.

"This is really my honor, but the emperor has such extraordinary beauty in his harem, and I dare not imagine the emperor's love as a mortal." Bulsa refused. "And as I have said to you a long time ago, I would like to continue to serve our faith and our people."

Sultan Xurem smiled slightly on his face: "I am not truly extraordinary, of course, in fact, we mortals are not necessarily afraid of transcendent existence, compared to the road to face with this booklet is really difficult, but as you wish, I have given birth to a new wisdom foundation." ”

She took out a black notebook from her bosom and handed it to Bursha: "How are you going to call yourself?" My proudest student, choose carefully, this is your real name for posterity. ”

"Bursha." Without hesitation, Bulsha said her name, and she took the notebook, which had a golden flow on it, and its appearance was similar to Sherlock's, but much thinner.

"So be it, Bursha Hermit." Sultan Shrem turned to see Suleiman the Magnificent. "Barbarossa-Hayreddin's fleet will depart tomorrow, you go with him to Tunisia, the Hafs dynasty does not know the destiny of heaven, and dares to steal the title of caliph, and your majesty is determined to eradicate these blasphemers."

"Yes, Teacher."

"You have received the Book of Wisdom, and as a hermit, the most beloved believer of the Lord of the End of All Things, you should no longer call me that."

"Yes, Mt. Yama." Bulsa corrected her salutation, bowed, and walked backwards out of the magnificent and gloomy Topka Palace. (To be continued)

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