swear to love heaven

Lemomena paused, and as his eyes narrowed, his voice was deep and terrifying. "The first thing, I am not called Menna, my real name is Lemomenna, you have to remember. The second thing, I swear by my name, I will definitely bring you back, at all costs... everything cost."

The sound of the wind suddenly rose in all directions, and the sand and dust filled the sky with the heat wave, breaking the persistence of the sun and blurring the originally clear vision.

He stood up, raised his eyes slowly, and looked in the direction of Sharma through the gray smoke and dust all over the sky. He stepped back step by step, and the melodious and fluttering black robe corners shook away the chaotic shadows, unpredictable and urgent.

With a wave of Bashe's hand, the tall subordinate beside him was about to turn over and get off the horse. The moment he lifted his leg, he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"I'll go." Before they could react, Sharma slid off the horse and strode towards Khaleesi.

Came to the side of Kalixi who was still unconscious, squatted down, put his hand on her forehead, and was instantly burned... The body temperature is so high, a little unexpected, a little untimely self-blame.

He stretched out his arms to pick up Khaleesi who was lying on the ground, and couldn't help being surprised. The thin and petite body in his arms was not only weak, but also so light that it seemed to have no weight. What did the Syrian royal palace use to feed the princess, could it be air?

A girl in her teens can be so light-hearted to such an unbelievable degree, it's simply...

"Give her the antidote as soon as possible." Suddenly, a cold voice broke into her thoughts, interrupting Sharma's muttering to herself.

Standing up, I looked at the black robe more than ten meters away. The sunshine on the Anatolian plateau was so bright, but it still couldn't illuminate the cold haze that lingered around that person.He raised his eyebrows and smiled naturally. "Don't worry, I want her to live just like you."

Turning around, ignoring his lukewarm words, the gloomy black-robed figure behind him burst out with a murderous aura that looked like thousands of troops, roaring silently at Sharma. slow pace...

Khaleesi's hand slid out of a cloak, and the fingertips that hung weakly shone faintly under the sun, like a ray of sunlight piercing through the staring brown eyes.Caught off guard, he stabbed Lemomena's tight breathing hidden behind the mask, a blunt pain came from under the hard armor of the palm of his left hand, and a strange feeling... It seemed that a sharp thorn was unhindered pierced into the flesh, the speed of the blink of an eye.

Until they took Kalixi away with the whip, the figure beside the stake was still standing quietly in the bright sunshine, and it was hard to tell whether it was a kind of loneliness that belonged to the bright, or should be attributed to a kind of darkness. It's fierce.

In short, this indescribable silence turned into a dull sound when the last horse disappeared at the corner of the rock mine road, and it slammed heavily on the thick wooden stake beside him.

Looking at his bruised right hand, that hand, which is no different from ordinary people, is transmitting the tearing burning sensation to the limbs and bones through the violent breathing in the chest cavity. The pain was fully vented.

Close your eyes, take a step, and let the blood drip down your fingertips to the soil at your feet, with clear traces of sunlight printed drop by drop, coldly and flamboyantly depicting Lemomena's heartbeat surrounded by anger and helplessness, it is also a sound There was a roar of bloody frenzy like a flame.

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After passing through the strict search of ten steps, one post and five steps and one sentry at the gate of Hatusa City, Muhali and his party joined the endless stream of people, followed all kinds of business travelers from all directions, and stepped into the city known as "" The prosperous capital of the "City of Heaven".

Since the founding of the Hittite state, it has moved its capital several times, and finally settled down in Hattusha, and established the Hittite Empire in Asia Minor. The unknown Hittite gods, along with the bravery and sweat of the Hittite warriors, were branded in the eyes of all the conquered.

In recent years, Hittite's national power has been dragged down to a weak and empty state due to the protracted war with Egypt. The tax revenues that have increased every year have been collected by the nobles and royal families in their own pockets in various names, and actually entered the treasury. Taxes can simply be described as a drop in the bucket.

Even so, the Hittite ruling class can still live a luxurious life without worrying about food and clothing. Just look at the nobles and royal families who spend a lot of money for a dinner, and you will deeply understand that the people living in the lower Hittites Common people, what a heavy burden they shoulder, and how to survive has become the source of suffering among the people.

The bad news of Kadeshi City's defeat came one after another. In addition to doubts from the nobles and royal families in the country, the common people complained constantly.

For those young soldiers who fought bloody battles on the battlefield, for the poor people, there are their sons, their brothers, and their husbands.For the poor people who are anxiously waiting at home all day long for their relatives to return from the battlefield, they have only one wish... hope that their relatives can return to their side alive.

The soldiers who fought hard to protect the Hittite kingship on the front line were in danger of their life and death.However, the people living in the Hittite territory also faced the problem of survival without blood.

In order to prepare for La Balsa's birthday celebration, several additional taxes were temporarily imposed across the country, causing the people who were already living in the heat of the water to linger in a dangerous situation of insufficient food and clothing.

"Hatusha has become more beautiful." Aziz admired sincerely. It has been a long time since he has been here, and he can hardly remember.

"The prosperity is whitewashed with the hard-earned money of the common people. Apart from oppressing the unarmed civilians, La Balsa will only hide in the palace to escape the punishment of fate." He spoke bitterly, and the rare anger made Muhali calm down. The face was covered, and the weather-beaten eyes were ignited with raging anger.

Glancing around, he reminded: "Be careful, this is the capital of heaven, there are eyes and ears of that old man everywhere, don't make trouble for yourself."

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down the resentment that he had been unable to suppress since he entered Hattusha. His dark eyes gradually returned to the calmness of the past, and he said, "Why didn't I hear from Lemomenna along the way? How do you calculate?" , she should have gone to Hattusha."

Frowning, feeling deeply uneasy in his heart, he still comforted him with ease: "Don't worry, let's go to the contact point first, maybe she is already waiting for us there. You also know that she has always behaved badly, so maybe she is playing something again this time." It's a trick."

Nodding helplessly, pulling the rein and yelling at the horse under him, the group walked towards the city.

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Their expectations were in vain. Lemomenna did not appear at the contact point in Hattusa. Muhali sent five or six subordinates to wait outside the city, hoping to meet them on the only way to Hattusa. The late Lemomena.

Those who went out to inquire about the news brought back a lot of favorable news. The number of people invited to the dinner this time broke all the major gatherings over the years... All the royal families, as well as more than half of the great nobles in the country, and those who Nearly a thousand officials with important positions will gather here.

Hattusha's inner city was no longer enough to entertain these dignitaries, so all the official posts and restaurants in the outer city were requisitioned.In this way, it means that ordinary business travelers have to squeeze into poorer civilian areas outside the outer city. Most of them are farmers and herdsmen, and they are the poorest areas in Hattusha.

However, this provides the best cover for Muhari's plan.

The civilian area is a place where officers and soldiers are unwilling to come, and now there are countless outsiders crowded in, and the magistrate of Hattusha has no extra manpower to check here, lurking in the civilian area and waiting for the celebration. The safest.

"Aziz." Sitting at the table, he said faintly.

"What?" Lying on the bed with legs crossed, he answered casually while wiping the dagger.

The tightly wrinkled brows made Muhali look a few years older, the palms on his knees slowly clenched his fists, his eyes flickered, and he spoke in a deep voice. "If Lemomena doesn't arrive in time, I'll do it myself."

Surprised, he sat up with a huff, and almost got his finger cut by the dagger. "What are you talking about? You're crazy! Let Lemomena know that if you act without waiting for her, she will kill you with her own hands. You have to believe me, that woman is absolutely capable." He believed Lemomenna. He would not kill Muhali with his own hands, but he would also dismantle his old bones and throw them into the mountains of Anatolia to feed the wolves.

Whoever dares to touch Rabalsa before she makes a move is tantamount to sending her the worst provocation, and she will fight back mercilessly. With that woman's personality, she will not care about brotherhood .

In her eyes, there is only hatred that is so deep and unforgettable. If there is one emotion that can surpass hatred, it is Shiran who killed La Balza with his own hands, and uses his blood to wash away the endless pain that has entangled the memory for so many years.

"I will wait for her, but if she can't come at the last time, I will do it. I can't miss this opportunity."

Scratching his hair irritably, he went to the table and sat down, trying to persuade the stubborn Muhali. "Since she was young, you have taught Lemomena the meaning of revenge over and over again, but now you say you want to do it yourself. Have you ever thought about how she would feel?"

Sighing, a young face was blurred in front of my eyes, with a lonely smile, the shocking green armor ruined an originally beautiful and beautiful face, so that this ill-fated child should have a colorful and happy childhood, Covered under a black mask.

"Muhari, you saved her, and you taught her the ability to take revenge. However, you can't take revenge instead of Lemomenna. You understand better than anyone else what killing Rabalsa means to her." The extreme stubbornness is exactly the same as these two people who are like father and daughter, but also like master and apprentice.

Silence, because Aziz's words hit the nail on the head, and Muhali couldn't find a reason to refute.However……

"If you miss this opportunity, not only I will regret it, but Lemomena will also regret it. I can't let such a godsend opportunity slip away from my nose like this. Aziz, whether you agree or disagree, I They will continue to follow the plan. Even if Lemomena blames me in the future, I will not regret what I did today."

"You..." Decidedly speechless, Aziz was so angry at his stubbornness, he turned his face away, and the crimson sunset outside the window fell into his anxious eyes, turning into unpredictable uneasiness.

Show up quickly... Lemomena, where the hell have you gone! ?

Damn!