Chapter 39: The Servant

The flames were blazing, the dry branches crackled in the flames, and a large piece of the flesh of an unknown animal was placed on a shelf not far above the flames, and the iron bars with the meat slowly rotated, and the large piece of meat also slowly rotated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

A long-handled brush reached into the jar and spread the tan sauce from the jar on the surface of the large piece of meat, thinly, layer by layer.

The iron bar was still slowly rotating, the sauce wrapped the whole piece of meat, the flame was scorching on the surface of the large piece of meat, and part of the sauce mixed with the fat oozing from the meat piece dripped into the fire below, and the rich aroma of meat slowly diffused, attracting the cravings in everyone's stomach.

A short sword was drawn and stabbed at the large piece of flesh that was dripping with grease. The sword qi gushed, sharp and delicate.

On the large piece of meat that had just been grilled, the fattest, the most tender, and the most fully wrapped in the sauce, fat and thin, evenly thick, was easily cut off by the sword qi and landed on a large banana leaf the size of two palms.

Then, a freshly sharpened wooden fork was also placed on a large plantain leaf.

Putting down the dagger, Team Leader Schmidt came to a man in a white linen robe with this large banana leaf full of slices of meat, and said respectfully: "Cardinal, the meat is roasted." ā€

Sitting in the shade of a large tree, looking at the huge and busy construction site in the distance, the second cardinal, St. John, took the large banana leaf as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The wooden fork was inserted into a slice of meat, and then the thick, steaming, trembling piece of meat was put into his mouth.

After chewing twice, Lord St. John nodded and said approvingly, "Your name is Schmidt, isn't it, this meat is really well roasted." Even in the Holy City, I rarely get such delicious barbecue. Why did you come out to be a dangerous intelligence agent for your good cooking skills? Wouldn't it be a promising future for those big nobles to block cooks......?"

Halfway through his words, Lord St. John seemed to remember something, and patted his forehead: "Oh, you almost forgot this memory, you don't have a nobleman in Germany anymore, hahaha." ā€

After swallowing a few more slices of delicious barbecue, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Schmidt, there is just a shortage of a good cook like you, after this incident, you can go directly to the Holy City with me." ā€

Schmidt was stunned when he cut the flesh, and his expression was serious: "My lord, please don't joke!"

This was obviously a refusal, but St. John still had a smile on his face: "Hey, don't refuse so quickly, think about it." ā€

Listening to what he said, the more unpleasant he became, Minister Himmler on the side hurriedly handed over a glass of water: "Cardinal, you drink saliva first." ā€

Lord St. John was not afraid of the poisoning of Minister Himmler, so he took the cup of water and drank it.

After slugging for more than half a glass, St. John pointed to the large construction site in the distance and asked, "Have you seen anything after all these days?"

"This ......," said Minister Himmler, "I think it is clear that they are clearly going to dig up that mountain, remove it, and make a way!"

"Then why do you think they moved the mountains and made the way?" asked St. John, after a few more slices of roasted meat.

"Well...... I have a guess, it's just a guess. After a pause, Minister Himmler continued: "I think they are trying to break through the barrier of the Central Plateau and bring the sea of the Mediterranean Sea to the west into this valley! Then open the road between this side of the valley and the Sea of Death, and lead the sea water into the Sea of Death! I have calculated that this valley is not far from the Sea of Death, it is only about 50 kilometers, and it is all plains, and it is not difficult to open a river. The difficulty is only in the central plateau in the west, this big mountain! And now that they have mobilized so many people, they have also sent martial saint-level powerhouses to bombard the mountain wall at night, it is obvious that they want to move this mountain and complete such an earth-shattering plan!"

"Well, that's right, you understand as I thought!" said Lord St. John, who smiled and nodded, "These Jews are still very bold and thoughtful. ā€

Then he put down the banana leaves and water glass in his hand, touched his chin, and asked Minister Himmler: "Then you say, should I stop them?"

"This ...... Hearing this ......question, Minister Himmler was a little hesitant: "You...... You can see that they are so many people now......"

"I see what you mean. St. John waved his hand: "They have gathered at least a dozen Martial Saints now, are you afraid that I won't be able to defeat them?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that!" Minister Himmler waved his hand again and again, and hurriedly retorted: "Your strength is superb, and your sect is also the number one martial arts sect in the world, how can you not beat these clowns who jump off the beam......

"Then let me ask you again, do you think I should stop them?" asked St. John again with a smile on his face.

After thinking for a while, cold sweat covered his forehead, Minister Himmler said, "I don't think you, or your sect, should stop them!"

"Oh, what do you say?" said St. John's smile.

"They have mobilized so many forces and mobilized so many people for nothing more than the legendary holy ark that fell into the sea of death. Minister Himmler explained: "And your religion has tried to search for the Holy Ark in the past, but found nothing, and this time, according to my calculations, the possibility of their success is still very high! Once the vast expanse of the Mediterranean Sea washes into the Sea of Death, those terrible waters of death will inevitably be diluted, and then the search will greatly increase the chances of finding the Holy Ark!"

After a pause, he continued: "Since the other party wants to get the Holy Ark, and your sect also wants to get the Holy Ark, then why stop them? Your Sect only needs to mobilize manpower, and when they open the river and lead the Mediterranean Sea into the Sea of Death, when they find the Holy Ark, will it not be long before they can grab the Holy Ark from their hands? With the strength of your Sect, it is not easy to deal with such evil demons and heretics?"

"That's right!" said Lord St. John, with a smile on his face that grew brighter and brighter, "I can't imagine that you are a little intelligence officer, and you have a clear mind." ā€

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the adult has won the prize. Minister Himmler hurriedly said a few words of modesty, and then said cautiously: "My lord, since we have already figured out their plan, this ...... We are just the little intelligence officers sent to see the situation, and now it's time to return to China to report the information, this ...... I would like to say goodbye to you......"

"No! No leaving!" St. John's face was still smiling, but his tone was unquestionably resolute: "I came here in a hurry this time, I didn't bring any people, and I just didn't have a few people to call, so you can stay." ā€

"That'...... Then this information ......" Minister Himmler's expression darkened, and his tone was hesitant.

Master St. John looked at the three of them, then pointed to the old informant and said, "In this case, let him go back and report, and you two will stay and serve me!"

Minister Himmler had no choice but to mumble to the old informant for a while, and then watched him leave.