"Sir, if you have anything to do with me, just tell me, don't beat around the bush, and don't get involved with anyone else. When Osmer heard Oslo speak of Jamila in particular, he immediately raised his alarm in his heart.

"I can't do without mentioning Lady Jamila, for this matter is not only for you, but also for Lady Jamila. Oslo said with a smile, two lumps of fat on his face protruding visibly, and his eyes narrowed into two slits.

Shocked, Kersmund asked, "What is the matter?" ”

"Don't worry, come on, please sit down first, and I'll talk to you slowly. Oslo said unhurriedly, inviting Sensed to sit down.

Suppressing his anxiety and impatience, Kersmund quickly sat down on a low stool.

Oslo sat down right after him, while the red-clothed maid stood behind him, still bowing her head and silent.

After sitting down, Kersmund was about to ask questions, but Oslo preempted him and asked, "You've seen Lady Jamila, haven't you?" Minded frowned and said, "Why are you asking about such inconsequential things?

Oslo kept an ugly smile on his face and said, "Haha, don't you understand the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it?" But I don't blame you, young man, after all, people of your age often have such problems, just change them slowly in the future." Well, the question I'm asking isn't irrelevant, because before I can say that, you have to be clear about something. Therefore, young man, please be patient. Then, my second question is: When did you meet her? ”

Kersmerd felt that this Oslo was a bit of a strong argument, but he didn't want to argue with him pointlessly, because it would only be more wasteful of time, so he simply replied, "Just these two days." ”

"Oh, okay. I heard that you and Lady Jamila have been engaged since childhood, right?" Seeing that Kersmund nodded, Oslo continued slowly, "Your father once saved the life of Lady Jamila's father, Mr. Belluga. In order to repay your father for saving his life, he decided to marry Lady Jamila to you. However, you and Lady Jamila were still young at that time, and they certainly did not understand such a thing as the marriage of a man and a woman, and it was purely a marriage contract made by your fathers, and they were rigidly tied together. You haven't even seen each other for years, haven't you seen each other for years, have you?"

"Why do you know so much about these things?" asked Kersmed, shocked and angry, "and, what is your purpose?"

"I have no ill intentions, you don't mind. I am a business partner of Mr. Beruga, a good friend of his, and he told me these things. As a good friend of his, I should care about her daughter and her future son-in-law, right? Oslo grinned wide.

"Concern? Then what are you telling me all this about? Since this is a situation that you know and I know, you can save yourself from saying more! You sent so many people and went to great lengths to invite me over, wouldn't it just to talk to me about these parents?" said Kosmerd with a serious face.

Oslo said unhurriedly: "Haha, young man, don't worry, I said in such detail, just so that you can be convinced next." I just said that about you just to give you an idea of the basis for my conclusions. ”

"Conclusion? You are from Ms. Jamila and Suo...... What conclusion has come to me about the two of us?" asked Kersmurd, bewildered.

"Well, now, I will tell you my conclusion, which is that the foundation of your marriage with Lady Jamila is not love, at least not the love between you. It seems to me that your union is not predestined, not inevitable, but simply to follow the agreement of your fathers. Oslo's tone was full of pride, as if he was proud to have come to such a conclusion.

"What do you mean by that? How can you be sure that I, Soraton, don't love Lady Jamila? and how can you be sure that Lady Jamila doesn't love me, Soraton?

"I'm not sure if you love Lady Jamila, and I'm not interested in knowing, but I'm sure Lady Jamila doesn't love you. Oslo raised his voice, his tone seemed agitated.

"How do you know that? Lady Jamila told you herself?" asked Kersmeard.

"Of course I do! Ms. Jamila doesn't know what love is, and she won't fall in love with any man yet. For the past two years I have been following her, often from the mouths of his parents, from the mouths of the servants of his house, and even from the mouths of the maids beside her. Although Ms. Jamila was intelligent, well-read, and versatile, she knew nothing about men and women, and even though she was now about to become an adult, she was still childish, innocent and lively, like a child. ”

Oslo paused and continued, "She won't have a real attachment to a man at all now, and she won't love you. Maybe she was educated by her parents since she was a child and identified you as her future husband and then did what his parents said, but for her, you are just a fait in her mind, and she is used to naturally equating you with her future husband, just like a child who memorizes a formula and remembers this equation. ”

Eyemerd said disapprovingly, "Since she already thinks so, isn't it enough?"

"No, the formula that I memorize by rote is unreliable, she has no real affection for you, the so-called future husband, for her, you are not a necessity, not irreplaceable. Even without you, well, if you die suddenly, although she will inevitably be sad and sad because of it, such sadness is just similar to the negative emotions that a child has when he learns that the gift that his parents promised him has finally failed. After a short period of grief, someone else can take your place in her heart, and then she will forget about you, and you can still live happily and happily, even happier and happier. Oslo's tone of voice was visibly becoming more and more agitated.

"It's just your self-righteous conjecture!" Kersmerd suppressed his irritation, he couldn't bear Oslo's obviously long-planned and hidden remarks.

"But I at least know Lady Jamila better than you do, and the real Lady Jamila is not the Lady Jamila who has lived in your fantasies for years, there's no doubt about that, isn't it?" Oslo's voice suddenly sank, and his tone suddenly became cold.

Eyemoad couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "I don't want to argue with you uselessly about Ms. Jamila's question, let's say, what is your real purpose?"

"I say all this just to make you understand that you don't need to be too attached to your engagement with Ms. Jamila, and let it go. Oslo's eyes glowed with a strange light.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Well, I think Lady Jamila is very suitable to be my wife, and I believe I can make her the happiest woman in the world. I would love to marry her, but I was hindered by your engagement to her, so I want you to cancel your engagement to her, and of course, I will pay enough for your decision, such as a large sum of dinars. Well, is a million dinars enough?" said Oslo excitedly, his voice seemed to tremble. Ksmerd sneered and said, "You mean to ask me to cancel the engagement of Soraton and let you marry Lady Jamila, right?"

"That's right, that's what I mean, what's the matter? You can make a price, it doesn't matter how much. Oslo grinned, as if he knew what to expect.

"Hmph, isn't it great to be rich, don't trade everything, and don't think money can buy anything!" said Kersmund coldly.

"I've grown up so much that I've never seen anything I want that money can't buy, and this time will be no exception, will it? Oslo stuck out his tongue, licked the corners of his mouth, and continued, "What about one and a half million dinars? ”

Marveling at Oslo's sure appearance, Kersmund asked, "Why are you so confident? Does Lady Jamila like you and marry you willingly?"

"It doesn't matter if she likes me now, other issues don't matter, you are the only obstacle between us, as long as there is no obstacle from you, I will definitely be able to marry her. I'll give you two million dinars, okay? Of course, you can ask for more, but don't be too greedy, young man. The smile on Oslo's face gradually retracted.

"I won't allow you to marry Lady Jamila if you can't make her happy, and besides, I'm going to ask Lady Jamila before I come and talk to you!"

Oslo also quickly stood up, stopped him, and hurriedly said: "This is a matter between me and the two of you, this transaction must not be known to Lady Jamila, otherwise it will be meaningless." Young man, don't think too much, you just need to follow your strongest desires and be brave enough to make your choice. And I will pay three million dinars in return for your promise to me. Three million dinars is enough for a man like you to squander for a lifetime. With so much money, you can easily get a woman more beautiful than Ms. Jamila, and Ms. Jamila, I have a soft spot for her, so you can give her to me. ”

"No, if Madam Jamila marries you willingly, not only will I not prevent you from marrying her, but I will help you, let alone ask you for half a dinar. But if you use some despicable and dirty means to achieve your goal of marrying her, I will definitely stop you. Your attempt to get Soraton to cancel the marriage through money has made me doubt your style, and even your personality, and for the sake of Ms. Jamila, I have to talk to her all the more. I'm sorry, I'm leaving!" Kersmund stepped forward, intending to walk out the door.

"Hmph, I'm not a place where you can come and go when you want! I didn't allow you to leave, so you have to stay here obediently for me! You shouldn't have been invited here like this unscathed, I underestimated you and didn't send enough strength to deal with you, but don't think I can't help you!" Before the words fell, Oslo clapped his hands three times. Immediately, a large number of people flocked to the hall outside the door of the hall.

Unlike the dozen or so men dressed as citizens in linen robes who had just been sent to "invite" Ksmerd, the two dozen or so who came in from outside the door were all fully armed. They all wore short chain mail, giant helmets or pointed helmets, and iron or chain mail leggings wrapped around their legs and feet. And the weapons they hold in their hands are warrior swords, or heavy hand half swords. In addition, they all have a fan-shaped shield, which they hold in their hands, or carry on their backs.

These two dozen or so people are all professional samurai, and although they are not regular soldiers, they have equipment and strength comparable to those of regular troops. As soon as they rushed in through the door, they immediately surrounded Sensed's place. Once besieged by these twenty or so well-armed professional samurai, even if Kosmod had the best skills, with his own strength, it would be difficult to resist the enemy in such a situation.

Oslo stepped back with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, looking like he was going to watch the professional warriors besiege Kersmond. And Osmerd reacted very quickly, and immediately made a decision, and at the same time as Oslo retreated, he immediately strode forward, and his right hand attacked like Oslo with lightning speed.

However, this fat-headed, big-eared, clumsy Oslo turned out to be extraordinary, and he had a sinister killing move. Before he could catch him with his right hand, his right hand, which had been placed behind his back, slammed into his right hand, which already held a short sword. This move was sudden, like a dormant viper, and it attacked his prey by surprise, which was really beyond the expectation of Kosmerd.

Fortunately, Kersmed's adaptability was strong enough to react in time, and he narrowly avoided his slash with his right hand, while Kersmerd's left hand grabbed straight at the wrist of Oslo's right hand holding the knife. Oslo hurriedly returned his sword and slashed again, attacking Kersmer's left hand.

Kersmead's left hand retracted, but his right hand had already pulled out the best elite scimitar from his waist, and with lightning speed, swung it from the bottom up, slashing at Oslo's right shoulder. Oslo had no choice but to hurriedly return his sword to parry, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the best elite scimitar in Kersmer's hand and the short sword in Oslo's hand struck together.

The battle between the two was a long story, but it actually took less than three seconds, as they were very quick to shoot and react. The continuous attacks of Kosmer's left and right hands surprised Oslo and the maid next to him, as well as the dozen or so professional samurai who were besieging him.

When the two swords clashed, the twenty or so professional samurai who rushed from the door were still a short distance away from the two men who were fighting, and the maid behind Oslo immediately approached Kersmer from his left hand side and stabbed a dagger into Kersmer's head.

Kersmund had long been wary of the woman, and he deliberately did not use all his strength against Oslo - when the woman attacked him, he remained unmoved with his left hand, and had secretly shifted the target of the attack in his mind.

The woman was very ruthless, and she saw that Hemod and Oslo were slashing with their swords, and it was difficult to dodge the moment, and she attacked Hemord. She only thought that Cosmod was dealing with Oslo with all his might, and had no time to care about others, and at the same time, according to common sense, his left hand was sluggish and weak. However, she never expected that Kesmerd could be dual-minded, that his left hand was as powerful and agile as his right, and that he had already turned his main focus on her.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly flipped and grabbed the right wrist of the woman's right hand with the dagger, and without waiting for the woman to react, Kersmerd turned around and put the scimitar on the woman's chest.

"Don't come here, if you come closer, I'll kill her at once!" exclaimed to the approaching professional samurai.

The professional samurai immediately stopped and turned their eyes to Oslo.

Oslo hurriedly said: "She is just a maid, her life is not worth anything to me, what are you holding her hostage? Do you think that this will make us retreat and spare your life? What a naïve! I tell you, at most, you can only ask this maid to bury you! If I were you, in such a situation, I would immediately choose to give up the senseless resistance, and then take three million dinars, and fly away from now on, and live happily. Be sensible, young man, you are foolish to kill yourself like this. Don't think that blackmailing a maid will make me spare your life! So, now, do you want to live happily, or