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Chapter 495 The Boy Who Buys Seasonings (4k+)

When Prince Herama heard Liu Yonglu say this... he was happy, he was very happy!
Is the Sun Chariot an ordinary ancient relic? It is a secret that has been passed down for countless generations in the southern continent, involving the most original and purest mystery of the entire world.

If Ricky told him today, "Your Highness, I can't make this Sun Chariot," or "Your Highness, please wait for two days, the Sun Chariot will be made soon, that would be best."

This is what Herama is worried about!
Ricky, he wants the money!
"Mr. Rich, besides gold, do you need me to provide you with some occult materials? Although the collection in our palace is not very complete, it is still good to be able to contribute a little bit."

Prince Helama was quite sensible. He knew that Liu Yonglu would just buy things outside with the money, so why not get it from himself?

“Your Excellency, Grand Duke Zahir is eyeing you covetously, and you are not well off, so I will not add to your burden.

Besides, I am the captain of the investigation team and represent the Special Incident Investigation Department of Moses THAAD. You don't have to worry about this.

If I run into those blind mystics in the future who are unwilling to compromise on price, you are still there for me!"

"Yes, Mr. Richie. It's hard to say about other places, but my words are still effective in Kurt. You can go and raise funds and encounter any problems."

Prince Herama turned and said to Balkan:

“Mr. Richie, making the Sun Chariot is a top priority, and if anything happens you will come forward to resolve it.

Oh, no... Barkan, you leave a capable subordinate to help Mr. Rich coordinate material matters."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

As a close aide, Barkan must obey unconditionally. Although he has fought with Ricky Baldwin before, he must put the overall situation first at this moment.

So this person's smile is like a flower:
"Mr. Rich, just send someone to call me when it's convenient for you."

Prince Herama heard the good news as soon as he arrived today. He sat in the yard and reached out to pour a cup of tea. After searching for a long time, he found only a pot on the tea table, but no cup.

"Maid! How do you serve Mr. Richie? Why don't you have a cup for tea?!"

When the maid heard Prince Herama calling her, she hurriedly brought the cup in fear and trepidation. She felt very aggrieved. It was clearly Mr. Richie who did not want the cup, so why was he blaming her now?

In the blink of an eye, another teacup was broken! Prince Herama was usually harsh and mean to his subordinates, and the man with a sharp mouth and murderous eyes was not happy at that time!
"Pull it out."

Prince Herama said lightly, and the guards outside heard it and came in to drag him away! The maid was frightened and trembling like a sieve. Herama was not dragged out and thrown directly into the street. He was beaten first, and then turned into a slave and driven out of the palace.

By that time, I will be covered in wounds and have lost my status as a free citizen. There is no way I can survive!

The little girl was so scared that she started to cry, and she kowtowed and begged non-stop.

"Oh! Prince Herama, you can't blame me for this. I asked for it myself. In our place, getting up early in the morning is the only thing we want to do. I just want to have a drink!"

Liu Yonglu felt very sorry, thinking it was not others' fault but his own, so he quickly shook his folding fan to stop the guards, and at the same time raised the teapot and took two sips.

Prince Herama now treated Liu Yonglu as a distinguished guest, so his words must have been effective. Upon hearing this person's plea, he waved his hand:

"Then bring another pot of tea. Oh, and call Prince Yusuf over on the way."

He wanted his son to meet Liu Yonglu as well. Kurt was about to be in civil strife, and the nominal supreme monarch also had to know what was going on.

When the maid heard this, she didn't dare to say anything, because she knew that Prince Yusuf was hiding in the house at that moment, and she was the one who led the prince in just now!
But Mr. Richie had just saved me, so I couldn't repay his kindness with evil.

"Prince Herama, you may not like what I am saying, but as the saying goes, a man without hair on his lips cannot do things well.

I definitely approve of Prince Yusuf, but as I said before, you are the pillar of Kurt's support now! I am worried that if the news of the chariot is leaked, the people's hearts will be shaken, which is not a good thing!

Of course, this is your family affair, I can't gossip about it."

Liu Yonglu was known for his quick wit. With just a few words, he flattered Prince Herama and covered up Prince Yusuf's whereabouts.

Prince Helama stroked his beard, nodded and laughed, "Hey! Liu Yonglu really got away with it!"
"I wonder what the condition of your companion is like? I heard he is blind. I'll go in and take a look."

Prince Herama didn't doubt anything, he was just trying to get close to you on purpose. What he meant was, when I come to you, I can't just talk about official business, I have to show my humanistic care, so that we can seem close!

Without waiting for Liu Yonglu to react, Helama stepped inside!

"Prince, my brother is a reckless person and doesn't know how to be polite..."

The more Liu Yonglu persuaded him, the less Prince Herama listened. He was suspicious to begin with, so his pace quickened. But just as he was about to push the door open, the door opened by itself, and a man walked out:
"Your Excellency, I wonder if you are satisfied with the progress of the Sun Chariot?"

Herama took a look and saw that it was Millie Tang. The girl had a rosy face and her short hair was a little messy.

Oh, I was wondering why I didn’t see this witch who was inseparable from Ricky as soon as I entered the yard. Turns out she was hiding here!
Helama first turned around and gave Liu Yonglu an ambiguous look, meaning...brother, I understand.

"We were just researching together, and then we were short of some materials, so I asked Mi Li'er to go into the house to get them. Hahaha, you know, her brain works better than mine..."

Liu Yonglu pretended to be incoherent, and it felt like he was caught in a relationship.

"Then I won't bother you today. I'll come over another day."

Prince Herama was very tactful. He shook his head and took Balkan and several other guards out of the courtyard where Liu Yonglu was.

"You're really smart. I didn't even notice when you hid in there."

Liu Yonglu gave Millie Tang a thumbs up, and Millie Tang glared and waved her fists twice, meaning, you have ruined my image!

When Helama just entered the hospital, Millitang also hid in the ward. On the one hand, she was worried that Prince Yusuf would not be able to hide well alone and would wake up Lin Brown who had just fallen asleep.

Although Lin Brown was blind, he was still as alert as an investigator. Coupled with the stress response of the evil spirit left by the long-term possession of the Blood Prince, Yusuf might have just hidden under the bed when Lin Brown pulled out a knife from under the pillow and stabbed the silent intruder to death from behind.

On the other hand, Millie Tang didn't want to listen to Liu Yonglu's nonsense, for fear that she would not be able to hold back her laughter and laugh out loud again.

It goes without saying that they quietly sent Prince Yusuf away. As for Prince Helama, he walked out while saying to Balkan beside him:

"Send someone to keep an eye on that old witch doctor. Also, have you chosen someone to be assigned to Ricky's entourage?"

“Ibrahim?”

"No, I'm too old and a little dazed to keep an eye on Ricky."

It was obvious that Helama was not so easy to believe Liu Yonglu's sweet words. Only when he could control everything could he be completely at ease.

"Lunis?"

"Well... not good either. He's too impulsive. This kind of mission is not suitable for him." "How about Ferhat? He's very capable, but his face is a little..."

Ferhat is a very scheming mystic, but he suffered from leprosy when he was young. Although he recovered later, his face is covered with scars and looks very scary. Most of the time, he is tightly wrapped in gray bandages.

"I'm just helping Ricky, not choosing a marriage partner for him. It doesn't matter what his face looks like. Let's go with Ferhat!"

Prince Herama made the final decision.

"Okay. In addition, the first batch of mobilized troops has sent back news that they have successfully entered Harlan City and are ready for battle."

Prince Herama turned his head, looked towards the south and nodded. The war might be about to start:

"Prince Rupel has arrived as well. Let's arrange a dinner tonight and invite him and Sir Gregory. We can have a chat."

"Yes."

This is probably the most critical meeting of the tripartite alliance, which will directly affect the direction of the future Kurt civil war.

When Prince Herama and Balkan returned to the Emir's Palace in a carriage, they had almost finished discussing the important matters. Balkan did not go back to the living room with Prince Herama, but found Ferhat and gave him detailed instructions.

"That's it. Stay with Ricky during this time. Remember, don't leave his side!"

Balkan did not explain the origin of the Sun Chariot, only saying that it was an important ancient relic. However, Balkan was still worried that the matter of the Sun Chariot would be leaked from Ferhat's mouth, so he gave an additional instruction.

He will have to arrange a few extra close followers to keep an eye on Ferhat. There is no other way. It is not easy to be Helama's close aide. If there is any mistake, he will lose his head.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Ferhat's voice was muffled due to the bandage on his face.

"Go back and prepare. Go to the Flowing Water Palace now. The first task is to take Mr. Richie to get some gold to buy materials for the ceremony."

"Ok."

Ferhat turned around and went back to his room, where he prepared some things to carry with him. Just as he was about to leave, he felt his body getting heavy, and the thoughts that had just been sorted out in his mind were beginning to disintegrate.

Too tired? No, I was affected by the forbidden spell!

He reacted decisively and quickly tore off the bandage on his left arm, where his ancient relic was hidden. However, what he felt when he touched it was not the familiar bone dice, but a mass of soft flesh.

Pulling along the granulation tissue, the black vines were pulled out along with it, covered with smelly yellow mucus.

Has my leprosy relapsed?
Ferhat's thoughts began to run wild, and the memories of his torture and near-death experience came back so clearly before his eyes.

When the boy fell ill, the villagers were worried that he would spread the disease to other villagers, so they laid him flat on a wooden board and left him in the desert to dry in the sun, hoping that the sun would cleanse the boy of the curse and bad luck.

After being exposed to the sun for so long, Ferhat could even smell the odor of death on his body. Although his neck was firmly fixed, Ferhat could guess that his skin must have festered and his internal organs were thrown aside like stinking meat discarded by a butcher. Death was approaching and it was time to say goodbye to this world.

After my death, no animal would be willing to eat my body, and in the end, I would just be dried into a horrible piece of dried human meat under the scorching sun.

"Hahaha……"

Laughter and crying were mixed together. Ferhat stood in the middle of the room scratching his left hand in vain, and bright red blood dripped from his wrist.

Behind him stood a tall figure wearing black clothes and black leather shoes and a donkey's head mask. It was Liu Yonglu's old enemy "Hundun Fuxing".

Since all the members of the Beast Brotherhood had been sent to Lower Kurt by him, how could Donkey himself not join in the fun?
Today he happened to stroll into Prince Herama's palace and saw Balkan arranging work for Ferhat. Donkey thought that this was a good job. He could keep an eye on Dou Nivar every day and observe himself to see how this preacher on earth would respond.

For a long time, Donkey has had an ultimate pursuit, which is to kill Liu Yonglu with the means that he is most proud of.

It was a pity that from the Sabines Forest to New Nulund, and then to the Cursed Island, he could not get what he wanted. But the more he couldn't get it, the more itchy he felt.

Seeing that the wound on Ferhat's hand was getting bigger and bigger, Donkey patted his shoulder. At this time, the dripping blood gradually turned from bright red to pure black, and Ferhat vomited large mouthfuls of black blood.

Soon he fell to his knees on the ground, his body and the black blood on the ground merged together and shrank, finally turning into a black seed.

The donkey bent down and stuffed the seeds into his pocket, then wiped his cheek with his left hand. Looking at him now, he was exactly the same as Ferhat in terms of height and body shape.

……

"Mr. Rich, the guards sent by Prince Heramar have arrived!"

"Oh, call him in."

In the courtyard at dusk, Liu Yonglu was taking a walk alone to help digest his food!

After finishing her meal, Mili Tang returned to her room. During the meal, the witch reflected deeply in her heart and felt that her physical contact with Liu Yonglu during the day was a bit "excessive". If she did something intimate with him again at night...

It's very likely...well, this will give this guy an opportunity to take advantage of me. When I wake up the next day, there may be another person in my bed. It's too fast, too fast. It's best to hide first.

"Mr. Rich, I am Prince Herama's attendant. You can just call me Ferhat."

After entering the courtyard, the donkey saw his earthly preacher standing in the middle of the grass, shaking his head, holding a teapot in one hand and waving a folding fan in the other, humming and muttering to himself:
"Hangzhou is a place of unparalleled beauty, with exotic flowers and plants along the West Lake fragrant all year round. In spring, you can visit the Su Causeway, where the peach blossoms and willows are green, and in summer, you can admire the lotus flowers that fill the pond..."

The donkey blinked and glanced at Liu Yonglu's folding fan. Hey, this is my thing! You are really good, I haven't seen you for a few days, what's wrong with you? You even changed the appearance of my ancient relic.

Liu Yonglu did not take the subordinate sent by the sucker seriously. After he finished singing the whole set of Taiping lyrics, he turned his head and looked up and down at the entourage sent by Prince Helama. Wow, their whole bodies were wrapped tightly with bandages, with only two eyes exposed.

"May Day hasn't even arrived yet, why did Hera Ma send me a rice dumpling?"

"Uh... what do you mean Mr. Rich?"

Liu Yonglu didn't respond. He pointed at the pile of sun chariot parts on the ground and asked:
"Do you know what you are doing here?"

"Mr. Rich, I don't know."

In fact, Donkey knew that he would keep an eye on Ricky to make ancient relics, and if he was short of money, he would take him to move some gold. But Donkey also wanted to hear what Liu Yonglu's specific ideas were.

"The Sun Chariot is short of people, and we need a boy to buy materials.

Well, tomorrow, after we move the gold, you go buy the materials!"

(End of this chapter)