One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

On the dense forest path leading to Rome, an unpretentious carriage is galloping.Unlike many nobles today who are filled with flowers, spices, and covered with countless precious decorations, this carriage has no other decorations except for a noble medal hanging at the door, making it look like a Like a small businessman's car.

The driver suddenly let out a cry, shook the reins, and brought the horses to a slow stop.A man who looked like a waiter came out of the car: "What's wrong?"

The driver turned around and said, "Sir, there seems to be someone fighting in front." The waiter looked forward nervously when he heard the words, and he saw the sound of fighting and shouting not far away, and a dozen people gathered to fight.He returned to the car and asked another man in the car: "Master, there are people fighting ahead, should we go around?" There were only a coachman, a footman and a man who wanted to go to Rome in this carriage. It is undoubtedly the most dangerous situation for the little baron to encounter weapons in such a desolate suburb. You must know that none of them knows martial arts.

The baron turned the pages of the book quietly without raising his head, as if he didn't care at all. He had an extremely gentle and beautiful voice: "Don't worry about them, we'll just wait here for a while, and when they come up with a result, it will naturally come to an end." leave."

"Yes."

The situation in front of the fighting suddenly became extremely dangerous. Fifteen people besieged three of them. When the most handsome young man among the three killed another person, a sword was cut on his waist and abdomen, and the long stretch was drawn apart. His body was covered with blood, there were wounds left when he killed others, and there were also wounds on his own body.He was clutching the deep wound on his abdomen, with blood oozing from his fingers.Although he was still a young man, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf's, staring at the three tall and strong warriors in front of him.The two knights who followed him had been beheaded by them, and now he was scarred and exhausted, and there were three more people on the other side.

"You were sent by Attila, right? A group of low-class slaves who were just released from the arena dared to hurt nobles. Do you know how you will be punished if this crime is found out?"

The three warriors looked at each other, and seemed to shrink back a little, but the knight who fell on the ground told them that their hands were already stained with noble blood.One of them said in a muffled voice: "Master Sextus, we can only do our best so that others don't know that we killed you."

In the carriage not far away, the hand that turned the pages of the book paused.

The three warriors over there pressed on the young man step by step. Suddenly, the three of them felt dizzy and dizzy. They heard three dull heavy objects fall to the ground, and they all fell to the ground.

The only boy standing was also dizzy, but the pain caused by the serious wound on his waist made him barely able to stay awake.He couldn't help but slumped on the ground, and vaguely saw two people coming down from the carriage parked beside him, one of them had rare and beautiful silver hair.

Waking up again, the boy felt that he was on a comfortable bed, and his body shook slightly with the bed.

Is it in a carriage?He was injured so badly, and he still didn't die?

He tried his best to open his eyes, and saw a boy younger than himself sitting quietly in front of him.

He was looking down at the book, his half-curly silver hair was loose and tied with a hair rope, but some mischievous strands still escaped and curled around his cheeks.With his head down, he couldn't see all the facial features clearly, but people noticed his long and curly pale gold eyelashes, and the slender and white fingers holding the pages of the book.He was wearing very ordinary clothes, but the young man noticed that there were delicate and low-key embroidery patterns on it.Next to him was a vase of Turkish tulips, in bloom, brightly blooming.Although the young man didn't know what "the peach blossoms on the human face reflect the red", he could feel a similar feeling at this moment.

As if sensing his gaze, the silver-haired boy raised his head slightly and met his gaze. This is a beautiful boy with silver hair and blue eyes. He is extremely handsome. When he saw his face, the boy's pupils shrank slightly.

The silver-haired boy smiled slightly, as if the whole carriage workshop suddenly glowed: "Are you awake?"

The young man nodded. He lowered his head and saw that his upper body was naked, and the wound on his waist and abdomen had been properly bandaged. The bandaging technique was very special. The wound no longer hurt, and it was slightly itchy, as if it was healing quickly.The other small wounds on the body were also applied with strange herbs, and they all began to close up and heal.He was a little surprised, the person who treated him seemed to be very skilled in medicine, with such a serious injury, even in the palace, he doubted whether he could be rescued by the wizard.

"My injury..."

The silver-haired boy smiled: "Well, your injury is quite serious, but fortunately you met me, this little injury is nothing to me." His tone was quite arrogant, showing that a noble boy The arrogance comes from him, but there is nothing annoying about him.

The boy opened his eyes in surprise when he heard the words: "You healed my injury?"

"Of course!" The silver-haired boy seemed a little dissatisfied with his suspicion, "Otherwise, who do you think it is? It's such a wild place, and there's not even a single herb. Fortunately, young master, I have some spares with me. Otherwise, I'm afraid you You have to die in this place where no one knows!"

The young man didn't believe it. You must know that medicine, like witchcraft, is an industry monopolized by priests and witch doctors. He is obviously a noble boy, how could he have such advanced medical skills?

The silver-haired boy suddenly introduced himself: "I am Nicholas Eugene, the current head of the Eugene family of the Bauhinia Dynasty. What about you?"

Bauhinia?Isn't that a country far away?I heard that the people there can easily trade goods with the eastern countries because of the favorable location. The boy is only a baron, but he can wear exquisite clothes.

"Sextus Quinta."

Han Xiu, that is, the silver-haired boy Nicholas Eugene, was very satisfied that he met the biggest goal of this trip before he even arrived in Rome.But even so, he was a little confused.Sextus was seriously injured.His current identity is an arrogant noble boy by nature, so he expressed the meaning of "a piece of cake", but in fact, if it wasn't for the medical skills he learned from the last mission, according to the current level of treatment here, no matter what This kind of wound is enough to be fatal.If Sextus died of injuries in his youth, how could he conquer the city later?

Thinking this way, he suddenly saw Kunta struggling to get up, and Han Xiu hurried over to help him: "Don't worry, your wound is not fully healed yet, be careful that the wound will burst open if you move too much."

Kunta sat up straight, leaned on the carriage, looked directly at Han Yao, and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Well... It's been about two or three hours now, the sky outside has darkened, and we can reach the city of Rome before dinner. Where are you going?"

Kunta shook his head silently: "My family lives in the city of Rome, just send me to the temple."

"Shenzhen?" Han Xiu was taken aback, and then discovered from Nicholas' memory that the temple here is like Taoist temples and temples in the celestial dynasty. It is the representative of the gods in the world. Healing, "Are you going to the temple for healing?"

"...En." In fact, Kunta didn't go to treat the wound, he could feel that his wound healed very quickly, obviously the medicine that this Nicholas Eugene gave himself was very good.It's just that he is the heir of Rome after all, it's better not to rashly let people he just met know his identity. "You, aren't you a nobleman of the Bauhinia Dynasty? Why did you come to Rome?"

Han Xiu snorted: "Although I am a nobleman, as you can see, I am just a little baron. If I stay in Bauhinia, I will probably be stripped to the bone by those guys. In Bauhinia Hua Dynasty, little barons like me are everywhere, and even some knights from big noble families can look down on us. And there, it is difficult for me to get ahead, all the official positions are divided and monopolized by the big nobles! So, I just want to come to Rome to look for opportunities. I heard that Rome’s system is completely different from Bauhinia, if the Roman monarch is really capable, I don’t believe that he will abandon me with my ability!”

His proud little appearance made Kunta laugh.

Seeing his smile, Han Xiu slightly hooked his lips, and looked at him quietly, making Kunta flustered and his heart beating wildly: "What's wrong?"

I saw that Han Xiu's smile widened and became bright and dazzling. He was originally born very well, and this smile made Kunta lose his mind: "So, Your Excellency Kunta, you also know about my affairs and the purpose of my trip. Shouldn't the purpose be for the next introduction?"

"Introduce...?"

"Well, although the decision to come to Rome is sudden, it doesn't mean that I am not prepared at all~" Han Xiu raised the book he had been flipping through in his hand, and turned it to the front. On the title page was written "The Genealogy of Rome" "A few words, "Although I don't know what Sykes' identity is, but since it is the surname of Kunta, it must have something to do with the royal family! It seems that I saved people and made money!"

The look in his eyes was like that of a smug kid grabbing his companion's tricks.The slightly unpredictable smile that made Kunta's heart rippling just now has disappeared.Kunta seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Okay, okay, I was actually spotted by you. Indeed, I do have some relationship with the royal family. In return for you saving me, I am willing..."

"Hey!" Han Yao waved his hand, "This can't be regarded as repayment. I saved you just for a moment's interest, as if I rescued you from the beginning because I had a conspiracy, so I don't want it. And the grace of saving life, without me You died long ago in the wilderness, so you can't afford to repay such a great favor, okay! In this way, everything is different. If you introduce me, I will remember your kindness, and I will repay you in the future. You. In this way, we will repay and repay, and we will naturally get to know each other!"