Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 "One generation passes, one generation comes, and the earth lasts forever.—Ecclesiastes."

　　 I saw that the rain did not weaken, but it started more quickly. In Constantinople, there are garrisons hunted under martial law everywhere. But Igor, who was walking on the muddy stone road, was unimpeded all the way. After bidding farewell to Vasily, he was now ready to return to his home and pack his clothes. Today, Constantinople would not notice him. This little character. At this time, he has removed the disguise from his body, and put on the Varangian robes. And the still carefree children in the streets saw his Norman-style drape excitedly chasing behind, letting the rain wet his clothes.

　　 And when Igor turned an alley and was about to go in the direction of Perama Gate, he was blocked by a figure who suddenly rushed out.

　　 "Make me easy to find, sir. I don't think our previous transaction is over yet!" Taking off his hood, it was the Ross merchant who was still bargaining with Igor in the tavern.

　　 "Are you following me all the time?" Igor looked at each other, his expression unhappy.

　　 But the Ross businessman shrugged indifferently and directly admitted. "Yes, but I really didn't expect it to be the dignified Varangian Guard that I have been talking about. Is it possible that the empire's finances have been embarrassed to such a degree?"

"It's better to say less of this kind of thing. If you are heard by others at this time but are going to be hung outside the iron gate city wall, don't hurt me. Since you just said that you can't afford the price, then I think There is no more to talk about." Igor shook off the opponent's arm in front of him, and Igor was about to leave. Anyway, the book had been placed with Vasily, and he had already raised enough money, and there was no need to continue to negotiate a deal with this untrustworthy man in front of him.

　　 But the other party obviously didn't mean to give up. The Ross merchant once again stood in front of Igor, and there was a heavy money bag in his hand.

　　 "Twenty-five silver coins, all according to your previous request, are old Nomisma. Now-can we sell it?"

　　 Obviously, he made a big decision. Although his face was still a bit painful, the Ross merchant still took out the amount that Igor had previously requested.

But what he didn't expect was that Igor waved his hand indifferently, opened the money bag in front of him, and refused: "No, I have changed my mind now. I will not sell that book." Selling the important things in his hands is a helpless expedient measure, and since it can be placed at Uncle Vasily and can be entangled in his hometown, Igor will naturally not care about the price offered by the Ross merchant. In addition, there are other reasons that prompted Igor to make this decision, but he is not willing to go into it now, after all, he is going to Crete early tomorrow morning. The only regret is that the training in Constantinople has to be temporarily terminated.

　　 Seeing that Igor suddenly changed his mind, the discolored Ross merchant suddenly grabbed Igor by the collar and sternly said: "What are you kidding? Didn't everything have been said just now!"

　　 Igor, who was caught off guard, was suddenly forced to the corner——

　　啧, is this guy so hard?

　　 The young Varangi man was startled and couldn't move. He never expected that the other person would have such a strong body under his robe, and his own Varangian was not true to his real name, so he couldn't struggle at all.

Despite this, Igor was not afraid of it and sneered, "Huh, it's best to think clearly before you do it. Standing in front of you is not a business object on the black market. Look at the patterns on my armor. You are now trying to attack the soldiers of the empire. I don’t bother to care about who is behind you, but if you dare to challenge the dignity of the emperor, you can give it a try.” Looking at the opposite side with a sneer, young People's eyes are as calm as water.

　　 While watching this scene, Merchant Ross couldn't help but shake...but he seemed to think of something more terrifying and shivered subconsciously.

　　 Looking at this scene, Igor's face also showed a trace of doubt, but his question stopped abruptly with a voice in his ear.

　　 "Don't waste any more time, just get everyone back."

　　 After that, Igor only felt that he had received a heavy blow to the neck—did he have been attacked by a bear? With such a question, Igor's eyes went dark before he even had time to hum, and then he didn't wake up.

　　……

"One generation passes, one generation comes again. And the earth lasts forever. The sun comes out, and the sun sets down, returning to the place where it came from. The wind blows south and then turns north again, constantly spinning, and returning to the original road. Rivers and rivers are all It flows into the sea, but the sea is dissatisfied. Wherever the river flows, where does it return."

There was darkness in front of him, I only felt that Igor, who was half-dreaming and half-awake, echoed the words of Brother Sergius when he was admonishing him in the Cathedral of St. Irina. It was just after he settled down in Constantinople. In his first class, Igor understood at the time that Brother Sergius meant something. In fact, I was telling myself to let go of the original desire in my heart and not to indulge in the whirlpool of this city, but the more I understood this sentence, Igor was more unwilling, and he hated the reality of being swayed by others. His father, the most respected person in his life, was willing to accept the mercy of fate, so he died on the isolated island with a whole body of wounds; Vasily, he had met the bravest Varang, but only for the corrupt nobles The guardian has no money; even Brother Sergius, his integrity is worthless before his noble origin. The reality has already taught Igor's ancestors severely, so he has to climb up at all costs, just to one day be able to stand on top and look down on those invincible people.

　　 opened his eyes dimly, and the flickering candlelight swayed in front of his eyes. Gradually, Igor felt the consciousness awakening.

　　 But when he came back to his senses, he saw that he had come to a completely unfamiliar place, and he had already changed his clothes at this moment. At this moment, Igor was sitting on a chair, and sitting across from him was a man he had never seen.

　　 Looking at the sky outside the window, it was getting late, and the sumptuous things that had been placed on the table in front of him were the dinner the man was enjoying.

"Oh, you finally woke up. I thought it would be a while. I was rude just now. I should call you Mr. Igor. You are welcome to come here." The man opposite also noticed Yi who had woken up. Gore put down the tin wine glass in his hand gracefully and said.

　　 Facing such a situation, Igor also quickly calmed down. He knew that the opposite person was not good, and he could not escape now. The young Varangi immediately looked around, looked at the mysterious man opposite and asked, "Since it is welcome, why didn't I even introduce myself? And it doesn't seem to be a hospitality to bring me here like this. Dao, I don’t even know where this is, do I?"

Looking at Igor, who questioned him, the mysterious man replied with a smile on his face: "This is an extraordinary move in a very period of time. After all, Constantinople is not peaceful now. I hope you can forgive me. Mr. Gore. Then let me introduce myself before we talk about business. My name is Li Xini... an ordinary businessman from Palermo. The main reason I invited you here this time is because I am very interested in the book in your hand. Originally, my people and you were about to talk, but Mr. Igor, you changed your mind halfway, but I finally had to invite you in this way."

"So you are the person behind that guy." Igor had already guessed at this time. This Latin man is really interested in the book in his hand. The previous Ross businessman is just a That's it, Xiao.

　　 The man named Li Xini did not deny this, but admitted it generously.

"It's really good. I am very interested in collecting ancient books myself. It is because of this that I took a fancy to the "Previous Years" in your hand and want to buy it. Now we have officially met. I hope you can open a price. I will never bargain. You can offer a price that satisfies you, and I can offer far more than the twenty-five silver plates."

　　 The sudden and generous offer really surprised Igor. Although he valued the book passed to him by his father, he never expected it to be of such amazing value one day. This also made him more aware that the purpose of the man opposite was definitely not so simple.

　　 But now compared to the real intention of the opposite, what makes Igor feel that he has nothing on his hands at all, because he has already deposited the book in the hands of Uncle Vasily. Seeing the mysterious man so eager to get the book, Igor couldn't help but feel a little tempted to laugh. If the other party knew the truth, he didn't know what expression he would make.

　　 Igor is still thinking about countermeasures on this side, but the dumb smile on his face makes Li Xini think that he is really up for sale. The Latin man was not eager for success, but thought that Igor's response would be beneficial to their subsequent negotiations, so he rang the brass bell in his hand.

　　 And the door of the room was slowly pushed open at this time, I saw a maid walking in outside the door carrying a fragrant delicacy and came in slowly and placed it on the table in front of Igor. And this made the Varyag young man stunned. It was not that he was surprised by Li Xini's hospitality, but the young girl who waited in front of him in a dress. For him, a young man from the Crete countryside, the beauty of the girl in front of him is undoubtedly a fatal attraction. It turns out that the outline of the girl’s face will be so beautiful, whether it is between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, there is an elegant temperament. Even in the simple clothes of the maid, it is difficult to conceal the suffocating femininity, let alone the close-fitting. The slender body underneath his shirt was shocked.

　　 But any beauty is always short-lived. After setting the tableware and things on the table, the beautiful maid slowly left under Li Xini's signal, leaving only the gaffey young Varyag still in a trance.

"Ahem, I think we can continue the topic just now, Mr. Igor. I have already said that, as long as the negotiation is completed, I can satisfy you at all costs." Li coughed slightly, with a subtle expression. Sine watched Igor and said softly. He knows too well about youths like Igor. They came to this city for venting their desires, the crazy pursuit of money, power, and lust. They only need to guide them a little bit. You can easily use it for your own use.

　　 But Li Xini obviously underestimated the young man sitting in front of him——

When Li Xini offered the conditions again, he was silent for a moment, and Igor no longer concealed anything. He chose to ask bluntly: "To spend such a large price, I think your purpose is not for a general book. The ancient book is as simple as that~www.ltnovel.com~Mr. Li Xini. I have guessed this from the beginning. If it is really just a hobby, it is really necessary to send a fake-Russian businessman with a bad accent Does it take so much effort to get to me?"

　　 Igor's eyes showed a sharp light, and at this moment, his body was no longer a Varangian recklessness, but was full of shrewdness that belonged to his other half of Jewish blood. This happened to poke what had been hidden in the heart of the man who had been pretending to be deep. Li Xini couldn't help but took a deep look at the young man in front of him. It was obvious that this poor boy from the country was not as good as he thought. Deal with.

　　 On the other hand, even though Li Xini has been hiding well, his eyes have fluctuated slightly, but Igor's eyes have already been collected. Igor, who was not ready to stop, continued to speak: “Since it’s not for the book itself, a copy of "The Chronicles of Past Years" is too common to come. It is just a small piece of words pieced together by a group of northern Russians, which contains useful information. It’s very limited, so I think your Excellency Li Xinyi, if I’m not wrong, your real purpose is not for the above text information nor for the book itself, but for what is unique to my book. Appendix-A map of the south coast of Ross drawn fifty years ago. Isn't it wrong?"

　　 took a deep breath, Igor finally said the real purpose of the man in front of him——

"If what I expected is good, Sir Li Xini, you want to get my book so desperately to get that extremely rare map, but the map of the Black Sea is actually useless to most people. After all, it is the private domain of His Majesty the Emperor, unless someone dares to sneak into Galata to the Black Sea Forbidden Land."