The ideal ark in terra

"Is this stele the starting point of Iberia's journey towards the maritime empire?" I

stood on a cliff by the sea, stroked a stele that was no more than 50cm high, and said, "This stele is said to have been buried by the prince of Lisbon himself, and the Sargon Empire must not have thought that the price of blocking the trade routes of the Yan Kingdom would be the opening of new shipping routes... The end result was that their trade was buried at the bottom of the sea, along with the prosperity of Genoa and Venice. "

This stele is carefully and beautifully engraved with a few words - "The land ends here, and the sea begins here." Probably

out of amusement, I suddenly said to the people around me, "I can't read the words, can any of you come and translate it for me?"

"

No, as far as I know, Dosores also speaks Iberian, well, the wine there is much better than the honey and spirits of the Dorins, but in terms of taste, it is still the largest liquor in our Yan Country.

"Haven't you drunk enough now?" Hearing that Huang had brought the topic to wine again, I said helplessly.

Xiao Ge said, "But have you ever thought about it, Doctor, that no one will listen to the Iberian Empire and its colonies and its splendor that have been buried under the deep sea forever.

"No, isn't that what we are?" I said, "that history is like that, it is there and it warns us." Oops, I feel like I'm talking a little too much, let's go. Let's go meet the person you are talking about, who is it

?" "Hey, I see there seems to be an ice cream shop there..."Stell came over and took my arm and said, "And I'm a little tired now, let's find a hotel to rest first, can we do something else later?"

Xiaoge, please contact that accomplice of yours, and say that we will go to him later. "

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a week before our arrival in Iberia.

"Old José, this is all true, think about it again, it's not just about yourself, it's about all of Iberia, don't you want to regain your lost land and sovereignty?" said a man dressed in church attire as he whimsically painted a pie to an old bounty hunter.

"Hahaha, sir, are you mistaken? I'm just a retired bounty hunter, an old fisherman who no one wants now, how can the affairs of the whole country have anything to do with me? Old Joseph, who was sitting on the other side of the table, was about to leave with a lantern, but was stopped by this priest.

"It's just a small part of the friendship between the two countries, and besides, we're good friends in the first place, aren't we?"

"I'm sorry, strictly speaking, you're my son's friend, not my friend, and my wife is still waiting for me at home." Old Jose directly pushed the priest away and said, "Henry, I advise you to withdraw from this business quickly, you are not suitable for this bowl of rice." The

priest, who was called Henry, said with some displeasure: "Hey, old fellow, what are you talking about?

"But he was still dead, and the body was brought back by Scati. When Jose heard the word "son", he couldn't help but feel sad again.

"Skaty?oh, I remember, it's the bounty hunter who doesn't look like a human at all, and I remember that it would have been a great addition to this mission if she had helped. Henry came back to reality after some imagination and said, "So think about it again, after this mission is completed, I am willing to pay 50 million game towers."

"Hmph, hehehe, Henry, have you forgotten that my son is dead, and now only me and the old woman are left in the house, what money do we want?

When Father Henry heard this, he immediately became enthusiastic and said, "I know you, old friend, that you have recently planned to build an orphanage on the site of your son's house to house the children of the bounty hunters, right?

When Jose Sr. heard this, he stopped, turned to look at Henry with a vicious look.

"You don't have to look at me like that, I said that I just eat dinner, and I have been doing intelligence work all my life. This bit of your information can be described as easy to describe to me.

Before José could agree, Henry was already there to state the mission: "This operation is an official operation approved by the Letanian side, and this is the goal of our operation, the doctor of Rhodes. But you should be more familiar with his other name, the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel. Jose

Sr. didn't speak, just looked at Henry quietly.

"The goal of our operation this time is to kill this evil spirit, which is an important part of maintaining the order of the world and maintaining the rule of the twin queens, Iberia has been a loyal ally of Letania for a long time, and I think it will not be difficult for you to get rid of a friend's enemy. While Henry was still talking with his eyebrows, he was suddenly interrupted by the old fisherman in front of him.

"Henry, I need to emphasize to you again, I can only represent myself, I can't represent Iberia, I don't have that much size, I can't even represent the old woman in my family, do you understand?

Henry suddenly laughed when he heard this: "I know your past, old Jose, although you are now in decline, it does not mean that you have no possibility of making a comeback, believe me, my old friend, you are only 60 years old now."

José couldn't think of a rebuttal for a moment, so he put down the lamp in his hand and sat back in his original chair.

"Very good, very good, many key questions about this operation have been solved by me, for example, I have killed the head of a female killer who accompanied this doctor to the operation, and I have been imitating the connector code and joint quotations of the connector for the past two days, you know? I know that the female killer still doesn't realize that her companion has been killed, hey, I'll tell you, I was born to eat this bowl of rice, and even you can't compare to me.

Jose smiled awkwardly and said: "This can only prove that you are indeed not the material of this industry, to be a killer, to be a spy, to be an intelligence, you must be tight-lipped, unless you are a professional killer who kills people without leaving a living mouth, your kind of love to show off characteristics, will finally kill you one day." Jose Sr. said bitterly.

"Haha, my old friend, you're really worrying too much, I'm explaining the task to you now, just occasionally interspersed with some other small topics, you don't have to pay attention to it, hey, it's just that the problem at the moment is that this evil spirit in the Tower of Babel is not simple.

José didn't speak, but nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Jose Sr. looked at his hands, the backs of his hands, palms, and fingers added up to more than a dozen scars, not to mention the wounds and knife marks on his arms, back, stomach, and thighs.

[I do need money now, this should be my last mission.]

"Old Jose, this evil spirit in the Tower of Babel is likely to gather a group of top masters, with these people by my side, it is a little difficult for me to start, but you can. When Henry said this, he slapped the table excitedly, and the violent vibration even extinguished the light in the lamp.

"You're exalting me too much, Henry, I'm just an ordinary old fisherman, not that strong. Jose Sr. re-lit the oil lamp.

"Of course, I never expected you to complete this operation alone, with your connections in the bounty hunter circle, you can definitely find a group of masters, you give me a list, the specific reward or something, it's all easy to say. "

As for the remuneration..."

"I swear by the spirit of Prince Enrique that I will never break my word!"

"His full name is Don Alfonso Enrique. José took his mistake very seriously.

"Anyway, you can see my sincerity, old friend, oh yes, if this mission has the Skati you mentioned, it will be truly foolproof. Hey, the name Scati is so wow, I heard that this is a frost giant in Sami mythology. "

Ding-dong, ding-dong!" The

phone outside suddenly rang, and Jose Sr. got up to answer the call, but when he was holding the phone, he accidentally got his hand on the rust file on the phone, but fortunately it didn't scratch the skin.

"Hey, old fellow Scati is back, I don't know how long she's going to be here, I remember you didn't have a dress for her? "

What?!, wife, are you telling the truth?, how could Scati come back? Didn't he join a medical company as a guard?" said Jose Sr., even holding the phone in a different hand.

"That's what I asked her, but they said she came on a mission, and she said she would leave tomorrow, so come back quickly."

"Okay, old lady, you drag her first, drag her until I go back, and then talk about it, hang up first."

After old Jose hung up the phone, his eyes were a little unsettled, and his hands were shaking there, he didn't know whether to drag Scardi into his own affairs again.

It was a kind of anxiety, a kind of doubt, and a kind of self-blame.

Jose Sr. found himself unable to control his trembling hands again, just as he could not hold the half-remaining body of his son, and his strangeness was soon discovered by Henry.

"Oh, my friend, what's wrong with you? Let me guess it's not a good thing, right? There's anything I can do to help you, just tell me. Henry deliberately forced himself with a translator.

"No, it's good to me, you wait here tomorrow for news from me, oh, by the way, when will the evil spirit of Babel that you said come over?" said José, pressing the wrists of his hands.

"We don't know that our people are still following and investigating, but they are still in Ocean Horn City and want to get here, and it will be a little bit of a journey. All in all, we had plenty of time to prepare.

"Really? That's great. Jose Sr. closed his mouth and smiled bitterly.

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Scati changed into the clothes of a peasant woman, and there she was watering the vegetables with a woven basket, and from time to time she had to catch the mites that flew to her face and pinch them to death: "Have you been living like this all these years?"

Yes, Jose and Juando's Korean bounty hunters used to have a nice cottage in the countryside, but now it's pretty good, because the chicken I killed first tasted much better than the one I bought. Grandma Lang said with a smile on her face.

"Yes, this kind of life is really good, I recently came to my work unit with a girl who likes to drive a tractor, and her own food is indeed much better than the food in the cafeteria.

While the two were talking, José Sr. rushed back in a hurry, and as soon as he got home, he immediately said to Scati, "Why did you come back?" and "

No, I just happened to be back in Iberia,

so I stopped by to see you." "

No, Scati, you must have lied, you are definitely not the kind of person who will pass by, you must have come to me for some request or purpose, let's say, who do you want me to help you investigate this time?"

"Jose, you really misunderstood, I just wanted to come back and see you. "

Don't lie, Scati, I've been on a very important mission lately, and I don't have much time for my connections to serve you, just now until this time tomorrow, a day. The

air was silent for a moment at this moment, and then Scati said truthfully: "A white-haired and red-eyed woman with a height of nearly 1.8 and skin whiter than snow, and the weapon she uses is a giant halberd. "