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Lemomenna slowed down half an hourglass after running out of the cliff path, and there was no sound of pursuit behind him. Presumably they had given up and continued chasing them. I don’t know what happened to Aziz and Muhali. Did not escape smoothly.

Khaleesi in her arms was very quiet, she hadn't said a word since she entered the cliff path, and her breathing became very light. This attack really frightened this little princess who was raised in the palace.

"Kalixi, it's okay, there is a small mountain village ahead, let's go there to rest."

There was no movement, the small shoulders leaning against the front of him only moved slightly.

He stretched out his hand to unbutton the cloak on the saddle, and with a pull, the horse's eyes regained their light.

"Men... Na..." The voice was unsteady, and the breath was like a spring.

Startled, feeling something was wrong, Lemomena stopped the horse immediately, the anxiety on her face was hidden under the mask, but her voice revealed her deep anxiety. "Karixi, what's wrong?"

Slowly raising her hand, Khaleesi's trembling white fingertips were stained with bright red blood, which was even more glaring.

Horror, the blood entangled in Kalixi's fingertips instantly made Limomena's vision turn cold, something stabbed her completely defenseless... Heart, sharp and horrifying pain, spread throughout the breath. The whole body, the fear that has never been felt before suddenly hits, too fast and too urgent.

Looking carefully, he found a blood stain on Kalixi's waist, a short arrow as thick as a nail was half buried in his waist, and half was still exposed.

Turning over and getting off the horse, he stretched out his arms to hug Kalixi's crumbling body, walked to a boulder, and placed her gently on the side of the stone, with careful movements and gentle and cautious eyes.

"I want to pull it out, it will hurt a little, bear with it."

Nodded, hummed lightly.

Holding the short arrow, there was a moment of hesitation, the eyes with their backs to the sun, the tea-colored light, deep and inexplicably arousing... Such eyes just fell into the moment when Kalixi looked sideways, a cluster of dense The diffuse blue light pierced the pupil membranes, and looked straight into the brown eyes that endured anxiety...

Leisurely, Kalixi's lips curled up in a weak yet strong arc, Lemomena was stunned.

In an instant under the dark brown light, the strength in his hand increased, and the short arrow was pulled out.

Suddenly, Kalixi frowned in pain, her trembling eyelashes were damp with sweat, her rapid breath slipped from her trembling lips, and forced a painful cry into her constricted throat.

Throwing down the short arrow filled with warm liquid, he quickly untied the headband around his waist, wrapped it around Khaleesi lightly, and made her tremble slightly when she tied it tightly. "This hair tie is more suitable for you to wear."

She wanted to laugh, but she didn't have the strength at all. There was a burning sensation in her waist. Khalisi leaned her head on the cold stone and took a deep breath.

Glancing at the short arrow on the ground, his eyes flickered, and he picked it up.

When a small mark on the arrow was reflected in the bottom of her brown eyes under the cover of blood color, she was suddenly startled.

It's a logo that symbolizes a mysterious organization... a flaming knife.

This simple and clear sign is enough to prove that those attackers just now are not ordinary robbers at all, they are real opponents with a huge organization and combat strength... they are called "blade fire" by people, and they do not belong to any country underground organization.

No one knows where they originated, but the scope of their activities is unprecedented so far... From the Anatolian Plateau in the north, to Egypt in the south, along the Aegean Sea in the west, and to the Mesopotamia in the east, throughout the The vast territory of West Asia.

Why, they also joined the ranks of finding Khaleesi, or rather, who hired this huge organization to find Khaleesi.

However, one thing is certain, no matter who the employer is, he has a strength that cannot be underestimated, whether it is wealth or power, he is above ordinary princes and nobles.

"Menna, what about Aziz and the others?" Khaleesi asked softly after the pain eased.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the sweat-drenched hair around her face, put away the short arrow, sat down next to Kalisi, and pulled her weak body over so that she could rest comfortably on his shoulders. He said softly: "Let's go to a small village ahead first, and we'll go find them when you recover from your injuries. I made an agreement with them. If everyone gets separated, we will meet up in Hattusha. You don't have to worry about them."

Lying on this familiar shoulder, the rhythmic ups and downs of the heartbeat from Lemomena's chest pierced through the eardrums and penetrated into Kalixi's tired body. I was so tired, my eyelids drooped heavily, and I felt drowsy.

Looking down, the fine sunlight shone on Kalixi's pale facial features, reflecting her exhausted physical strength at the moment, showing an extreme tiredness.

Suddenly, my heart aches for no reason.

Pressing her head against the hard stone, she wanted to sigh, but found that there was a layer of sour resistance around her dry lips, which dragged her into a long-lost sense of bewilderment, an annoying feeling.At the moment of frowning, Khaleesi moved slightly in her arms.

Reaching out for the cloak that he had thrown on the ground, he covered her. Seeing the black cloak tightly wrapping her curled up petite body, Lemomena leaned against the boulder behind him again, his eyes that had settled the sun, but did not. Under the slightest summer temperature.

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Before the drink touched his lips, there was an announcement at the door, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Yoch put down his glass and looked towards the door.

"You are still in the mood to sit here and drink, have you received the report?" Rushha panted heavily, his fat face was covered with sweat, took the herbal tea brought by the maid, and drank it down.

Picking up the cup again with his thin hands, he didn't care about Lushiha's huge buttocks hitting the soft velvet chair woven with gold silk, and tasted the fine wine just sent from Babylon by himself.

Seeing his carefree appearance, Lu Shiha wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved, and the maid behind him immediately waved a feather fan behind him.

"Tell me, what kind of birthday celebration does La Balza have at this juncture, what does he want to do?"

Turning the golden cup, he held his shriveled mouth with a half-smile, and said contemptuously, "What else can he think of...except the money in our pockets, which is our mercenaries."

Surprised, he swallowed the expected result, and shouted indignantly: "Why do you ask for money and people to give? He didn't spend a penny on those mercenaries. He wanted to take advantage of it and let him dream about it." Bar."

"The situation ahead is becoming more and more unfavorable to Hittites. I heard that Ramonsis transferred another 10 people from Lower Egypt. The [-] Syrians whom La Balsa wanted to take away from Ayufa, and because of the little The princess ran away from marriage, and there is no hope at all. If things go on like this, within a year, the Hittites will be defeated." Standing up, she walked to a wide window sill with plenty of sunlight in the room, raised her hand to flip through the flowers and plants she was looking at, and picked them up Water the pots one by one.

Leaning closer, he whispered, "Then tell me, should we give La Balsa the man in our possession?"

Concentrating on watering, picking out dead leaves from time to time, picking them up and throwing them away, his calm expression reveals a shrewdness.

Seeing that he kept arranging those flowers and plants, Lu Shiha rolled his eyes, snatched the kettle from Yoch's hand, put it on the window sill with a bang, stretched his fleshy face, and sternly reprimanded: " My Lord Yohe, what time is this, you still have time to play with these crap! Do you have to wait until we stand in front of La Balsa before you plan to find a way to deal with him?"

Looking at Lu Shiha, who was sweating profusely, Yohe looked all around, full of confidence that he was sure of winning.

"Mercenaries can give it, but... La Balsa must recruit it himself, otherwise don't even think about touching my soldiers."

"Personal enlistment?" Frowning in doubt, he repeated a few words, and suddenly Mao Sai burst out laughing. "A good way, a good way. La Balsa has been hiding in Hattusa, and the front line has been defeated again and again, and he has become like that. He just refuses to go out. If he still refuses to lead his troops to Kadeshi City this time, We will unite with other nobles to refuse to hand over the army to him. Yohe, you are such an old fox, you must be sure that he does not have the guts to go to the army himself, so you only thought of using this method to coerce him."

Raising his eyebrows, it was half a compliment and half a sarcastic compliment to Lu Shiha. He just smiled and walked leisurely towards the table. "Hurry up and gather the other nobles from the north that were invited. Everyone is carefully discussing the countermeasures. La Balsa can't be dismissed with just a few words."

Nodding, Lu Shiha immediately walked out quickly with his robe in hand, and his fat back disappeared by the door in an instant.

The maid walked up to Yohe and shook the huge feather fan for him. The cool breeze dispelled the scorching summer heat. She leaned back on the delicate soft couch, and Yohe closed his eyes and rested his mind, his fingers on the golden silk embroidered The rapid rhythm of the beat on the mat, just like the calculations in his heart, is also so uneasy.