"Most respectable Lord Murad Bey, as you might expect, Muhammad Ali has deeply examined his mistakes and seriously reflected on his thoughts. He has no complaints about your fair disposition............"

"Hey, hey!"

"Hey, hey!"

Amid the sound of his subordinates trying to pick up dirt, Muhammad Ali looked earnestly at the letter written by Deliya.

Five minutes later, he looked up at Wu Xin, who was having fun with the women, and then at Delia.

"Cesare also writes letters to Murad Bey, and of course he will slander you for being angry, dissatisfied, and even plotting to surrender to the French," said Delia. ”

She paused and said, "He told you not to worry.........."

"Ah, I'm not worried, Your Excellency the beautiful priest, of course Murad Bey will believe your report." Muhammad Ali replied in a relaxed tone, and then said to his subordinates. "Hey, rest for half an hour, you guys and I will go get some water in the Nile."

This place is not far from the Nile, a few miles away, and the soldiers who came from the peasants do not have to take this road to fetch water, but it is very hard to fetch water after digging a pit.

He himself dug a lot of soil than the soldiers, and although his strength was much stronger than the soldiers, he was also sweaty, but he still took the initiative to take on most of the work of fetching water.

Delia also fetchs water a lot, but never participates in digging pits.

The two of them are now theoretically equal, one person controls a company, but Delia's prestige in "their" company is far less than that of Muhammad Ali.

Of course, Wu Xin, who controls the three companies, is even farther away, and he still can't tell the names of the three company leaders.

Muhammad Ali and Deliyah walked side by side to the river and said: "I understand, Murad Beyi thinks that he and I are mortal enemies. His character is again a spoiled genius, a prince who has everything he wants, and his report certainly can't say anything good about me. Murad Beyi will, of course, believe your report, and of course believe that lady's report. ”

"Which lady?" Delia wanted to turn back, but Muhammad Ali stopped her.

"You know exactly which lady it is, don't you?" Muhammad Ali put the bucket into the river and started drawing water. "It's the lady you hate the most. The dangerous fool. ”

They carry water in small buckets and fill large buckets.

"She's not dangerous, and I don't hate her." Delia lifted the large bucket filled by Muhammad Ali and easily carried fifty pounds of water on her shoulder, and then lifted another fifty pounds.

"Ahh Muhammad Ali had intended to carry only one bucket, but Deliyah had taken two buckets, so he had to carry two buckets as well. "Act like a woman, when you are indeed a woman. Doesn't seem to be anything to be ashamed of? ”

Delia shook her head: "Many times, you need not only shamelessness, but glory. ”

The other soldiers only carried one big bucket, and some only carried two small buckets of ten pounds of water, and everyone laughed at him.

Delia is a woman, but she would rather have a broken shoulder than be considered a girl by other boys.

Her strength is half talent, half hard work.

"I don't know if you'll get the glory you want. Dear Madam, "Muhammad Ali can appear quite honest when he needs to be honest." But I know that your warlock does love you the most, though that Mesadir is indeed beautiful. But he likes you, I'm not coaxing you, I'm telling you. There were a lot of details............"

Delia sped up, it wasn't a problem for him, but it was a big burden for Mohammed Ali, and she deliberately left him speechless: "You don't need to say it, Mr. Ali. I know that he likes me the most, that he is not a fool who can be deceived, and that he is not a man who only cares about the appearance of women. ”

"Ahaha, that's, that's, he's got enough looks himself, isn't he?" Muhammad Ali was indeed amazed by the power of Deliya, and after walking for so long, her face remained the same, not only carrying water, but also wearing armor. "Although everyone says that it is useless for men to be handsome, but in fact, it is just the self-comfort of us ugly men, people are always as beautiful as possible, what does this have to do with men and women?"

Delia didn't laugh, but her expression relaxed slightly.

Mohammed Ali then changed his words: "But he's going back to Europa after all, isn't he?" His Coptic background was knitted by you, but Egypt is really far worse than France, and he may become a great nobleman of France, and if he is lucky enough to become a king, he will die on the guillotine of the republicans. ”

Delia was in a bad mood when she heard the word "republican", and she made no secret of her disgust: "The dark sun will never bless these criminals. ”

"Of course, of course, what kind of country is a country without a king or a sultan?" Muhammad Ali certainly knew that Shirek did not take a position on the question of republic or monarchy, and of course he would not argue with Delia. "This is his fate, his future, but you are a Copt, there is no need to participate in his adventures, there is a church and tens of thousands of people here who need your care."

"This church and tens of thousands of Copts will also be very helpful for you to rule Egypt." Delia understood Mohammed Ali's intentions, and although she knew his ambitions, she really couldn't help herself.

Delia was impressed by Muhammad Ali's calmness, although Wu Xin and he must have some plans, but he did lose his military power, and only one company remained, but he did not look very stressed at all, let alone panic.

Not only was he able to deal with the oppression of Murad Beyi and maintain his military morale, but he also quietly tried to dig into the corners of his allies.

"As a pious bishop and a kind woman, you should not let your personal ** put the interests of your own people first." Muhammad Ali watched Delia read the Bible under the scorching sun, and he knew how he could convince this woman,"

Muhammad Ali did fall in love with the value of Delia, Wu Xin and her acting, but this did not prevent Wu Xin from being happy with the beauties in her arms.

And Delia really didn't like this scene.

"You see, he's going to go back to France eventually. Even if he can't become a king, he will marry a princess, and at worst he will find a duke's daughter. He is again so vile and cunning that he will not be loyal to you, even if he likes you. "Mohammed Ali is insecure and he wants to be in the process of planning. There is a person who can help him spy on Wu Xin. "The most important thing is that after leaving Egypt, you are not so important to him."

"You are not inferior to him, please do not be modest, Mr. Ali." Delia replied earnestly, "But I have a special relationship with him. ”

It is true that Muhammad Ali guessed wrong, but it was not because of his lack of intelligence, but because of his lack of intelligence.

Wu Xin will definitely leave, and it is not France that wants to return. It's another plane.

"The girls think that their relationship is special, don't trust us men, we are all inferior beings, I know you know this." Muhammad Ali needed a spy, and in his opinion Deliya was just that. "But I'm afraid you don't know enough."

Delia didn't look at Muhammad Ali and washed her face with the water she had just called: "What a pity, Mr. Ali, we could have been good friends. ”

Delia's words made Muhammad Ali's smile freeze at once. That's not a good word.

"If you're not a Star and Moon believer, we might be able to become friends." Delia poured the bucket into the laborers' vats. "You know that. I am the shepherd of His Majesty the Dark Sun. ”

Through a special statement, she emphasized her position and rejected his poaching.

"Oh, I'm very flexible in believing in this kind of thing." Mohammed Ali quickly found a way to continue the offensive and he also struggled to pour water into the vat. "If you're willing to work with me. Put the wealth and manpower of the Copts to mine and I promise you will be properly rewarded. ”

"Of course I won't go with him to France, thank you very much for your advice, Monsieur Ali." Deliya's face gradually turned cold, she did not have the ability to perform with Wu Xin and the cardinal archbishops. She looked Muhammad Ali in the eye and said, "You are a very persuasive person, but it is a pity that you want to rule Egypt, and the ruler of Egypt must be a devout believer in the stars and moons. ”

Delia interrupted Muhammad Ali's intention to speak, and continued, "Oh, I know you're just pretending to be religious, but I'm not just disliking devout Star and Moon believers, I'm not just disliking devout Star and Moon believers, I'm not religious, either. ”

"Then I'll try to please you." Muhammad Ali is a charismatic person.

Delia ignored him, poured the water, took out the Bible again, and began to read.

Muhammad Ali nodded again and returned to the place where he had dug up.

Where Delia couldn't see, his brow furrowed, his face was dull, Delia's attitude made him feel confused and disgusted, this woman did understand what he said, but she really seemed a little dangerous.

He's been relaxed, even when he's lost most of his military power, even if he's digging a corner where his allies can be buried at any time.

Because he knew that the other party would not do anything against his interests through those dealings with Wu Xin, although Wu Xin did not speak directly to him.

And Delia's attitude is much more humane than Wu Xin's.

But this made him feel dangerous, and he was confident that he had his own instincts, which told him that the contest between England and France in Egypt would end in nothing, and that he vaguely felt that he was the destined new master of Egypt.

In the same way, he knew that Delia was indeed very hostile to him, and that the word "dislike" in her language did not mean "dislike", but "hatred".

Mohammed Ali felt that Delia might not be a good target for wooing, but he decided to push harder.

He looked up at Wu Xin, and the others could only see that Wu Xin was different from women, and he knew that Wu Xin had actually been working hard.

Mesadir was also one of the few who knew that the warlock had no intention of flirting with a woman at all.

She often saw Wu Xin holding that strange instrument, and she had a splitting headache.

It is not difficult to connect the future tourist area with the current panic canyon, the Egyptians did not have much ability to change the landscape, and Wu Xin easily found the Valley of the Kings on the west bank of the Nile.

The drow of ancient Egypt were centered on the Nile, with the city of Thebes on the east bank and the Valley of the Kings on the west.

From this symmetry, they seek a psychological implication that death is only a reflection of life. Monarchs with or without power have delusional hopes of eternal power, life and death.

Of course, Wu Xin didn't believe in such a thing, just as he thought that building a grand mausoleum was one of the stupidest things.

He didn't care much about the afterlife, the problems of the present world were enough to worry him, he found the Valley of the Kings, but it was not easy to pinpoint the tomb of Pharaoh Tutankhamun.

Although the Valley of the Kings is slightly safer than the pyramids, there are only a very limited number of tombs that are not visited by tomb robbers.

If it is an archaeological activity. If you have the machinery of later generations or plenty of time, then you can turn this canyon upside down, the royal tombs here are densely packed, not necessarily Tutankhamun's mausoleum, there are many tomb robbers in other tombs who are not used, but the academic value is not bad.

But Wu Xin didn't need those things, he needed real treasures to deal with Napoleon.

Thinking of this, Wu Xin put down his pen and hid his disappointment in his heart. With a smile on his face, he took Mesadir in his arms: "Tell me again, how strong was Napoleon Bonaparte?" ”

"Before you think about your enemies, I think you need to focus on your allies." Mesadir grinned and sat in Wu Xin's arms. "Don't you think Bishop Delia-Fischer might be a little upset about your recent peach blossom luck?"

"I'm glad you can help me keep an eye on her emotions." Wu Xin smiled, he knew that she was sowing discord, "But if you really want to talk about it, I would like to ask about yourself and my friend Muhammad Ali." Is there anything you want to tell me. ”

"Yes, he tried to win me over. I didn't know I was a hermit, but because I was a powerful mage, he still gave me the position of a quarter of my wife, and I was very tempted. "In order to drive a wedge between Wu Xin and Delia, Mesadir did not hesitate to admit Muhammad Ali's attempt." Presumably, he would not be stingy with giving the other quarter to Delia. ”

She is indeed a master of manipulating people's hearts, and seems to be as damaged as Delia. In fact, her loss is very small, and Delia's loss is very large.

She has a shallow relationship with Wu Xin, even if she plays tricks between two men, Wu Xin will not be too excited, but may try to get her closer.

And Delia's relationship with him is obviously much deeper. She deliberately said that she was tempted, which made Wu Xin suspect that Deliya was also tempted.

This kind of thing, Delia can't explain clearly.

Wu Xin surprised Mesadir, his face did not darken at all, but he said happily: "Okay, good, you want to be the woman I care about, this is good." My friend Muhammad Ali is indeed cunning and sinister enough. ”

Mesadir was stunned by Wu Xin's reaction, what kind of train of thought is this?!

Wu Xin seems to have been mixed with women for the past few days, but in fact, he has been made neurotic by the work and calculus that has not progressed, and he has not slept with anyone at all.

This made Mesadir very annoyed, she naturally thought that it was because Wu Xin was loyal to Delia, which was of course a reason for Wu Xin's abstinence, and of course the more important reason was that Wu Xin was too busy, and he had a great sense of crisis.

Neither Mesadir nor Muhammad Ali are mediocre people, especially the latter, who can be said to be a generation of tyrants.

But after all, they are all limited by objective conditions, and they can't understand that the mutual trust between Wu Xin and Di Liya is absolutely unshakable.

Wu Xin is really happy, Mesadir plays with these means, which shows that she really wants to establish a long-term relationship with herself, and rely on herself for the benefit of her, her organization, and the nation.

This made her very credible.

As for Muhammad Ali's digging of the wall, Wu Xin is not worried about Delia's loyalty at all, he is only worried that Muhammad Ali's talent is not enough.

The more cunning and confident you are, the more likely you are to accomplish the great cause of Egyptian independence.

Wu Xin doesn't need to play with them for a long time, he just needs to make them feel unfathomable and obey his command in a short period of time.

"Don't worry, you're charismatic. You'll all finish your job, so go ahead and tell me about Napoleon Bonaparte, you say he's a swift swordsman? Wu Xin pulled the topic back again, and at the same time he put his hand into the female mage's robe, pressed her chest, and gave her a little encouragement.

Mesadir's mind was thinking quickly about how to compete for favor, and at the same time he replied to Wu Xin's request: "The Swift Swordsman is an extremely explosive advancement, characterized by ............"

At this moment, Delia walked over.

She looked at Wu Xin's hand with a terrible look, the one that made Muhammad Ali's back chill: "I found the mud roof on the western slope of that foothill, and there are buildings underneath. (To be continued.) )