"I found it in a shark at first, but then I realized that it was best to put it in a hidden place right away." Cassano was quite eager.

"What the hell is going on? It's important to promote the image of the local people, but what is so important? "Wu Xin also showed a little dissatisfaction in a rare way." And didn't you let Odd Kessler cut the meat? ”

Originally, he was going to take advantage of the opportunity to give a speech to publicize the current good situation of stability and unity in the port of Tripoli.

Wu Xin, perhaps the person who knows the power of propaganda the most of all people in the world, is worried that Cassano looks down on this kind of work, which is not okay.

"He cut out a good thing." Cassano is certainly not a loss of nothing.

After the giant mythical shark was skinned and dismantled, something surprising was revealed in its body.

Naturally, the mythical shark has quite a few chunks of the demon prince's body in its belly.

Odd Kessler dragged out the half-digested material and added it to his own fire, although the mythical shark looked good, but it was these broken pieces of flesh that could really please the gods, even if the Lord of Flames, Kashus, had lost the ability to respond, but the essence of this demon could still strengthen the power of faith controlled by Wu Xin.

However, there was a large lump of meat that fell out of the unexpected.

Odd Kessler left the roast to the other knights and gave Cassano a look.

After Cassano saw it, he immediately invited Wu Xin to a hidden room.

In the dark room, Odd Kessler took out his hammer, which was like a red-hot iron rod, to illuminate Wu Xin, although it was called "Hot First Seat", but this level of lighting was still okay.

However, Wu Xin waved his hand, indicating that there was no need for this.

"Bulsha ............" relied on dim vision, Wu Xin saw a familiar face, the fierce and mysterious Ottoman female spy is now embarrassed, but it can be called the rest of her life. Did she survive? ”

"Surviving, she found an excellent angle and was barely attacked by the shark's gastric juice. But if we hadn't killed the mythical shark so quickly, she would have died eventually. Odd Kessler has given Bursa a "treatment for minor injuries."

Wu Xin frowned slightly, he didn't think that the mythical shark could kill Bursha, even if it was in the sea. He didn't believe that Bursha had survived because of himself, just as he didn't believe that Bursha could escape Ciric's perception.

Regardless, Wu Xin still asked the female knight Devlich to bandage Bursha, and it was clear that Odd Kessler would not give her any other magic spells.

Even a high-level captive isn't worth two healing spells.

Kessler picked up two twin knives as thin as cicada wings beside Bulsha, and saw her identity through this weapon: "Cicada of the Star and Moon? It was she who took Sinam Pasha with her. Do you want to force Lady Meredi to come to a decisive battle with Sazastan? And then eighty percent of this dark electorate will die at our hands, and we will not be able to defend Tripoli because of the loss of many supplies and combat power? That's a good plan. ”

"It's just a good plan, and a plan involving the dark sun will never succeed so easily." Cassano was caught in mixed emotions. "My experience is that you should never want to take advantage of the dark sun, even if he loses his old capital, he will not be used, even if this use can make him greatly reduce his losses."

His deep voice sent both Wu Xin and Kessler into a state of depression, and Sazastan would probably have gone crazy if he was here.........

The rest of the Knights Hospitaller didn't sigh so much.

"Star and Moon Cicada, this spy is not a good captive." The old knight Dverrich watched his daughter bandage the captive. I thought about business. "You can't sell for money."

"Not necessarily, there must have been spies in Spain and Austria who were captured by the Ottoman Empire, but Spain's position in this regard is not very flexible, or Austria is more open-minded and takes an attitude of saving spies as much as possible. This Star Cicada should be able to exchange for the highest level of spy, and we can sell this woman to the Vienna Regent. Kessler's first seat was still very fond of the Austrian regent Ladislaus.

Of course, there is no need to keep any equipment or anything like this in the exchange of prisoners.

As he spoke, he stripped off Bulsha's ring and necklace, and then the belt.

"This belt seems to slightly increase your physique and agility? Whatever, I'll let Sazastan come and see it later. Oh, this is the Cat's Grace Potion, this is the Fatal Healing Potion? What a rich spy?! And this potion I don't recognize, it's a lot like healing a fatal wound. But it's not, it's bound to be good anyway, well, let Sazastan see. ”

Kessler's first seat is a good appraiser most of the time, but since he can find Sazastan later, he won't say anything he doesn't know if he is not completely sure.

The demigod lich can be considered the absolute authority on this plane in this regard.

Kessler was the first to take off Burtha's little boots. I'm going to strip my clothes.

Wu Xin had no objection to this unseemly, after all, Bursha was such a dangerous captive, and it would be bad if she only let the female knight Deverich undress alone, in case Bursa was given a chance to escape.

"Hey! Little Warlock, I like you so much, you really let this old man take off my clothes?! "There is a key ability on this leather armor, and without this ability, Bulsa may not be able to escape, so she has to stop playing dead and start negotiating.

Kessler stopped what he was doing, he was slightly surprised, because the other party's pretended to be stunned actually deceived him, and then he glanced back at Wu Xin.

"I like you too, just like you like me." Wu Xin was completely accustomed to this set of bluffs, he looked at Bulsha and said, "But you like me, and you didn't stop you from bringing the fleet of Madame Meredi and the Ottomans to ask for my life, so I like you very much, but there is no reason for you to wear armor as a prisoner, don't worry too much, you just heard it, I shouldn't sell you to Spain or Rome, I don't like those Inquisitors who like to cut off the limbs of heretics and throw them into the ice sea, so I will try to sell you to Austria." Not necessarily, though, I'm always going to ask the parties about the price, in case the Inquisitors are the highest bidders, too much higher than the second. Then I can't help it, please bear with me, don't think I don't like you. ”

After Wu Xin finished speaking, he also gave Bursha a smile.

"Actually, it's not impossible to sell you to the Ottoman Empire. Do you think Sultan Hurem will give you a high price? "Old Deverlich felt uncomfortable with Wu Xin's conversation with her, but he still tried to be as fair as possible." As the strength of the elite pinnacle, you are at least worthy of the ransom of five thousand thalers, right? ”

"I'm not a Turkish nobleman, so I'm not worth so much." Bursa pouted. The price of the ransom is related to strength, and it is also related to the title. "Asking for a price everywhere and then selling me to the highest party will only make my value disappear, why don't you let me go. I can write you a letter of allegiance, and then you will know the strategic intentions of the Ottoman Empire in the Mediterranean, and the equipment and ransom are nothing more than trivial things compared to strategic intelligence, and you will definitely make the right choice, little warlock, you are both handsome and courageous. ”

"Ridiculous! This kind of guarantee is worthless, even if we publish the documents, but the Xingyue side can use high-level magic to determine her position, with her strength, it is completely worth a test worth thousands of thalers, and we will eventually become the laughing stock of Istanbul. "The words of the old knight Dverrich are not entirely true. As an intelligence officer, once she is caught, even if she regains her freedom, her loyalty will be questioned, and even the most expensive magic is not unpreventable, and it will be difficult for her to continue to be fully trusted.

The old Knight Deverichy actually wanted to sell this female spy who had some friendship with Wu Xin to Spain.

"You can use the power of the Lord of Flames to transform her into the city, our parishioners." Oder Kessler was really just a threat, and with the exception of Ciric, who had the ability, it was almost impossible for any other church to do such a thing, and such a transformation would be costly and not well kept secret. Not at all cost-effective.

In fact, he was very worried about the overuse of divine power, and he didn't want to have that cold nightmare anymore, and he hadn't given enough sacrifices to arrange the magic circle recently. Sazastan doesn't have much faith power collected by lighting up the sea, and if it is consumed, it will be a bit insufficient to reserve.

"Don't, don't, don't. This transformation could not be concealed from Sultan Xurem, and I was dead at the sight of her. And I'm only an elite-level little person, where is it worth spending the divine power of the God of Fire. But Bursa didn't dare take the risk. Even if she exposed her weakness in negotiations, she couldn't let Kashusi's divine power enter her body, and it would be all over, and she made a showdown offer. "Little Warlock, you know that I am a believer in the Lord of the End of All Things, you go to the Jewish Chamber of Commerce in Rome or Venice, I promise that my parishioners will pay the highest price to save me, and they will also buy my equipment together, as long as you keep the secret of what I have been arrested, the price will definitely satisfy you."

"Why go to Vienna or Venice, where there are not Jewish communities in Tunis and Algiers?" Kessler was pleased with the effectiveness of his threat.

Jerk, the Lord of the End of Things, once had his own state, but before the Roman Empire came to power, their kingdoms of Judea and Israel had already perished, and later because of the struggle against the Roman Empire, even the traditionally autonomous settlements were destroyed by the Roman army, and most of the Jews were reduced to slavery.

Despite the loss of the state and the autonomous region, this people, known for its high literacy rate and extreme sense of responsibility, has not been lost to history, but has struggled to survive with astonishing tenacity and perseverance, refusing to be assimilated.

Even at a time when most of the entire nation was reduced to slavery, they did not give up their uniqueness in order to improve their situation.

To this day, even if it meant a great political and economic price to remain in the faith, religious autonomy was insisted upon, they were heavily taxed, excluded from the list of possible public offices, and only the best individuals had the opportunity to become advisers to the monarch, and even if they were highly talented, they were only advisers and not ministers, and they were not appreciated by the rest of the monarch's subordinates for their outstanding work, but only by envy.

However, they did have a knack for accumulating wealth, and their diligence and difficulty in fitting into their native factions made them popular with the monarchs.

As the period of danger passed, a number of wealthy believers joined forces to raise funds to meet the monarch's demand for a Jewish community, and the rudiments of the Shan Monastery were born here.

As a result of their efforts, some monarchs accepted tribute and their donations for public buildings, in return allowing them to maintain their faith in their communities.

Even if this freedom were based on the condition that the pastors of Shirek could preach at will in their communities, it would have little effect, and the believers of Jecob were the most difficult to convert.

They had their communities in France, Austria, Venice, the Ottomans, and many of the small states of the Holy Roman Empire.

In Poland they were able to establish their own towns and villages.

The goals set when the Aoyama Monastery was first established have been largely achieved.

"The communities of the Black Continent are not rich enough, and the Jewish communities of Algiers are the poorest, and if the price does not satisfy you, it will be a real plus." Bursa seemed to be very frank and added. "And I would like to tell you a piece of information, there are not only tens of thousands of pirates in Hayreddin, but also tens of thousands of Yenisseri soldiers, and the city of Tunis may change hands at any time, although Suleiman the Magnificent is quite friendly to the believers of the Lord of the End of Things, but once the war starts, any trade will inevitably be affected."

"I'm grateful for your information." Wu Xin's attitude is of course extremely cold, through the battle just now, it is not difficult for him to judge the strength of Haireddin, in order to deal with himself, he can send six warships and thousands of troops, then to deal with the Tunisian city of Hairedding There are at least sixty warships and tens of thousands of troops. "I also have news for you that while you were hiding in the belly of the shark, I repelled the attack of the fleet you brought, and took hundreds of prisoners, many of whom were Janissrid soldiers who were blown away, and I don't think so."

This information is actually worthless, since Wu Xin is still talking well here, of course Bulsha has long known that Captain Sokuru has also failed.

Wu Xin used this information to satirize the so-called information provided by the other party.

"Don't underestimate the Yenisiri army because of a small victory, all the kings and sultans who underestimated them were destroyed." Bursa's words seem to be sincere.

But this is also nonsense, Wu Xin still has no real information he wants, he is no longer polite, and nodded to the female knight Deverich: "Okay, let my female knight help you take off your armor and bandage it well, and then I will ask His Royal Highness Sazastan to help you remember any other things that you have forgotten to tell me." ”

Before trading, it is inevitable to squeeze the information out first.

"If I'm stupid, I'm not worth anything............." Bulsha had a look of fear in her eyes, and Sazarstan's torture was no joke.

"Don't worry, don't underestimate the halfling, you won't be stupid. Of course, you can't keep any secrets in front of me. Sazastan said as he jumped on Burtha's head. (To be continued.) )