[Count of Monte Cristo] Archon

It can't be said that there are two cramped spaces separated by curtains in the spacious tent. Lilith and Haidee sleep in the inside, while Edmund and Ulysses sleep near the door.From time to time, the wind penetrates through the gaps, blowing in the salty smell of the sea, the shadow of tongues of fire jumping on the curtain, and the sound of peeling is particularly loud at night.

Ulysses closed his eyes, pressed his fingers on his wrist, and counted the time silently.Ordinary people may fall asleep in less than 5 minutes if they recite numbers silently without moving, but Ulysses can always stay awake because of his previous experience.About two hours later, he opened his eyes, listened to the breathing close to his ears, removed Edmund's hand on his waist, got up and walked out of the tent.

The wind was strong, but the sky overhead was covered with dark clouds.The crescent appeared and disappeared on the dim sky, dimly illuminating everything on the ground.

Ulysses sat before the fire, unfolded a rough sheet of paper, and began to write by the firelight.The pencil and paper were exchanged by him two days ago from a passing farmhouse. At that time, he was thinking of preparing them for emergencies, but he did not expect to use them at such a time...

…Obviously I’m about to be free…Obviously the Port of Izmir is close at hand!Muhammad took the sailors away first...

Ulysses breathed out the hand holding the pencil unconsciously, and wrote the signature at the bottom of the letter paper.They didn't escape penniless, as long as they can promise a lot of money to lure them, there is always a merchant ship that can risk taking them away... But he knows very well that Edmond and him are not relatives, and they can help him. At this point, it is already very difficult... He has no position to ask Edmond to sacrifice anything for him, but it is Edmond's kindness, which he may not be able to repay in his entire life.

Just two weeks ago, they were strangers...a young nobleman with a rich family background and a noble background, but because of him, he offended a prince of a powerful empire, gave up many of his properties, and even protected him all the way Exile... When facing Muhammad, Edmond never let him show up. Instead, he tried his best to create an illusion, trying to mislead Muhammad into believing that he had dedicated himself to the Sultan...

This kind of lie can be exposed with a little investigation, but Edmond said it without fear in order to protect him...

Ulysses slowly folded the letter.

Even if Edmond said that this matter has nothing to do with him... He is not a fool, how could he not be able to tell Edmond's real intention?

When he was hunted down by slave traders, he was the one who protected him... When Muhammad approached him, it was he who designed to force the other party to back down, and even took the initiative to find Haiide.He has been fleeing for seven consecutive days, and he has been protecting himself...

Ulysses rushed into the tent.Edmund was sleeping soundly on his side with his back to him.He half-kneeled beside Edmund, crossed his arm, and wanted to put the letter inside, but Edmund suddenly turned over, facing him, raised his arm as if inadvertently, and landed on You Risis' knee.

Ulysses froze on the spot for a moment, not knowing if he should get away immediately, or wait a while to make sure he didn't wake up before moving away.Before he had time to think about the result, Edmund had to move his body again and again, simply put the other arm up, put his fingertips between his legs, and almost encountered embarrassment parts.

Ulysses froze completely, and didn't dare to move for a long time.It wasn't until Edmund's even breathing came into his ears again that he gently moved away Edmund's arm and left the tent as if fleeing.

And behind him, Edmund opened his eyes and sat up expressionlessly. Where was there any sign of deep sleep?

Ulysses was a rather haughty man, and Edmund had long known that he would not be willing to accept his help forever.He used Muhammad's pursuit to subtly influence Ulysses step by step, allowing Ulysses to see his "pay" and "sacrifice", and Ulysses, who could not help him, naturally felt guilty, and Gradually deepens between escapes.When this guilt and unrequited gratitude came to a head, it was time for Edmund to ask.At that time, no matter how outrageous the request is, Ulysses will agree without hesitation.

But now, the situation seems to be a bit unexpected...

Edmund touched his chin, and a black lightning shot out from his fingertips, passed through the tent in an instant, and landed on Ulysses.Before the plan reached the final step, Ulysses began to play cards unreasonably... Is there any element in this that he didn't consider?I don't know what he left behind a letter and left...

...Wouldn't it be going to Muhammad's place and throwing yourself into the net?

There was a wave of magic coming from behind. Lilith used a little trick to make Haiide continue to sleep peacefully. She regained the appearance of a lich and walked out from the inside: "Do you need my help, Your Majesty?"

Edmund waved his hand, opened the letter and read it.The conditions were simple, and Ulysses did not make a long speech, but only left a few brief words, to the effect that he asked him to take good care of Haiidee and not let Haiidee become a slave again.The words are very sincere, but it seems that no matter how you look at it, there is a meaning of begging for death in it...

Inserting his fingers into his long hair, Edmond cursed sullenly, and walked out of the tent.Lilith watched him go away, shook her head helplessly, turned around and wanted to go back, but saw Haiide showing a pale face, staring at her blankly.

Haidee: "..."

Lilith: "..."

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At two o'clock in the morning, the big clock of the city lord's mansion had just announced the time. Muhammad was lazily lying on the soft couch, holding in his arms a female slave who was only eleven or twelve years old but looked very childish.The hookah has been prepared, and the female slave obediently picked up the pipe and brought it to Muhammad's mouth.Muhammad glanced at her, sucked | the cigarette holder, and began to enjoy the smoke.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise at the door, and Mustafa rushed in with disheveled clothes and anger.The moment he saw the female slave, he pulled out the cock near his waist angrily: "Muhammad, you actually robbed my female slave!"

Muhammad sneered and said, "Your female slave? According to your assumption, everyone in this empire is my subject, and your female slave is naturally my female slave. I enjoy my own female slave. Do you have any opinions? "

Mustafa gasped heavily, his red eyes swept over the girl's half|covered|half|exposed body, and said through gritted teeth: "Muhammad, don't go too far! Nalia, she is my daughter from a thousand years ago. Handpicked from among the slave girls, raised as a princess... She is only 12 years old, Muhammad! I keep her for myself!"

The girl buried her head in Muhammad's arms in fear.Muhammad laughed loudly, threw the hookah aside, and said coldly: "Really? It seems that she doesn't like being your slave very much. Nalia? This name doesn't sound good. How about changing it to Haiide?"

Mustafa was almost mad with rage: "Muhammad!"

"What do you want? Holding this gun, are you trying to kill me?" Muhammad looked at him contemptuously, and said arrogantly, "I am the son of the Sultan, the future ruler of the Ottoman Empire, who are you? A dog? No, it’s just a hybrid between a dog and a pig! Please me, that’s what you should do, since you dare to use me, you should know what bargaining chip you should pay.”

He rubbed his fingers on the slave girl's tender cheeks, his head was dizzy with sex and joy|love: "You bastard...you dare to point the gun at me, do you dare to shoot me in the head? Look, I'm defenseless now, I have no strength to resist, but you dare not kill me... because I am the son of the Sultan, and you will always be a lackey!"

Mustafa's eyes were red, his fingers were trembling, and he almost pulled the trigger.However, after struggling for a long time, he still threw away the gun, turned around and walked out angrily.

Muhammad laughed behind him, and Mustafa's eyes were tearing apart, but there was nothing he could do about him.He was too impatient and exposed his hole cards, thinking that by pinching Muhammad's heart, he would be able to make the other party obey his orders... Unexpectedly, Muhammad's city is far deeper than he imagined, and he has never been placed in the city. in the eyes.He is too arrogant, but he has the qualifications to be arrogant. Unless the Sultan personally orders to deprive him of his identity and freedom, no one will dare to do anything to him easily...

He said Mustafa was a dog and he was right.Sultan's younger brother failed to fight for the throne with him, and was driven to this port city to live on his last breath.As the nephew of the Sultan and the heir of a loser, Mustafa would certainly not be looked down upon by the Sultan and his son... Even if Muhammad fell into despair, he still had enough capital to laugh at Mustafa.

Mustafa almost regretted his choice of Muhammad.He walked out with gloomy eyes, thinking about how to teach Muhammad a lesson.At this moment, a guard hurried over and bowed immediately after seeing him. Although he was a little surprised why the city lord was up so late, he still dutifully reported: "Mustafa Pasha (official title) ), a person came outside, claiming to be the old time of His Royal Highness Prince Muhammad..."

Mustafa was not in the mood to listen to this, and waved his hand impatiently: "Let him in." After walking two steps, he suddenly thought of a good idea, called the guard, and told him to let someone set him up carriage, and informed the prefect of the prison that he was making an impromptu inspection.

Gritting his teeth, Mustafa's carriage passed by a boy.Ulysses pulled his hood, turned his head and glanced at the carriage with the obvious emblem, and followed the servant into Muhammad's room with his head down.