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Shocked, nodded in agreement, moved slowly, thinking about the situation analyzed by Tukecha, if the little princess hadn't died that year, she should be about 20 years old now.

It is the age to avenge his parents, so it is not accidental that Muhali will appear at the celebration to assassinate.It is very possible that the assassination plan formulated together with the adult princess is being carried out jointly.

"The person who escaped, hasn't been caught yet?"

"No, four or five people fled in different directions. When the guards chased them, they had already fled into the city. The alleyways in the city are complicated, and there are too many places to hide. In addition, the foreigners who came to your birthday celebration There are too many people, and it is difficult to find it for a while. I have ordered them to search from house to house, and they must catch the assassin, please rest assured."

Glancing at him sideways, La Balsa was obviously angry, and asked angrily: "Can I rest assured? The assassin outside didn't catch him, and Muhali didn't explain anything. He is raising a bunch of trash and doing everything. No, it’s better to kill them all.”

Bowing down, he respectfully persuaded: "My lord, at this time, you have to calm down. The royal guards are the last line of defense to protect you and the palace, and they cannot be killed easily. Most of the royal family and nobles in the city now, they all I am waiting to see how you deal with this matter, if you make a slight mistake and get caught by them, I don't know what they will do."

"They are all trapped in Hattusha, don't they still want to rebel!" roared furiously.

"King, please calm down. As far as I know, there are some noble retainers stationed in the outskirts of the city. They said that the city is too crowded to live in, so they arranged them in the outskirts of the city. I sent people to investigate, and those people were not at all. Simple retainer servants, but mercenaries."

Within a day, I was surprised again. "This group of ungrateful things actually brought the army to participate in the celebration. Their intentions are too obvious. They sent people to supervise those nobles and closely monitored their every move."

"The minister has already sent people, please rest assured. These people are still insignificant. No matter how courageous they are, they will not rebel now. They are just worried that the situation will change when they enter Hatusa City and come to your feet. Just put it outside the city just in case. As long as you don't disturb them, they will never raise their troops to rebel." The superb and meticulous analysis is worthy of being a close minister of the Hittite king, who can see the current crisis situation so thoroughly , no wonder looking at the entire Hittites, only Tukecha has won the honor of entering the inner hall of the palace with a sword.

Leaning back, showing the old state of a middle-aged man struggling to deal with it, the Iron Throne has sat peacefully for 15 years, but at this moment, one crisis after another has occurred. Among the captured assassins, there are also a group of courtiers with ulterior motives...

Seeing Rabalsa's expression, Tu Kecha bowed wisely, and said softly: "Your Majesty, you must take care of your health, and I will step back first."

"Hmm." Propping his head with one hand, closing his eyes, he waved his hand to signal everyone to back down together.

The maid waiting in the hall followed Tukecha and stepped out of the threshold one after another. The corners of the white skirt made a slight friction sound, until all the small noises disappeared at the huge door.

A pair of brown eyes slowly opened, half of the sun passed by the window and settled in the eyes, but the warmth of the sun did not settle, but the icy cold of winter snow rolled over, and the overwhelming coldness spread from those eyes, making people The splendor of this room was surrounded by a gloomy death, and lost its luster.

He remembered that it was the youngest daughter of Pietiha. He had seen this little princess who didn't like to laugh more than once in the palace, with brown curly hair, sitting on Pietiha's lap, with a quiet expression , with a faint smile.

However, those brown eyes, which have inherited the characteristics of the royal family, are a bit too piercing for a child who is only three or four years old. Those eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling seem to be able to penetrate the skin and reach the depths of the heart. Suddenly, it can make people feel uneasy.

That child has a very peculiar name.It was given to her by Pietiha on the day she was born, which is enough to symbolize the evidence of noble status.

"...Lemomena..." He said very lightly, his eyes drank blood, as if the sun had melted into a puddle of blood, flowing and eroding the cool brown color, blood overflowing and filling his eyes.

"At that time, I said that this name is not suitable for a princess, my stupid king brother, but said that only this name is worthy of his newborn daughter..." Laughed coldly, picked up the cup with a sneer, Shaking the cup back and forth, watching the golden liquid churn in the cup with a scale-like brilliance, blurring a pair of sharp brown eyes...

"Eye of the Eagle... My dear brother, your young eaglet has probably turned into a handful of burnt ashes and will never be able to fly." Arrogant and bloodthirsty wine.

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Sitting on a horse, looking at the boundless morning mist ahead, misty white, entangled with the tender red light slowly rising from the horizon, enchanting, lingering... Ignoring the lightness and fragility of the morning mist, the sunlight on the horizon tears apart the white The mist mercilessly broke up the ambiguous wandering of the white mist, and sprinkled all the heat of the day on this land of continuous mountains.

I have been tracking "Daohuo" for almost ten days. These people are traveling at a very fast speed. They have already approached the Hittite border in a few days. Every day when the first dawn struggles to emerge from the cracks in the clouds, they are already flying in the forest. In the middle of the mountain road, the sound of galloping horses' hooves, like the tide and thunder, rolled in the ears.

However, this team of more than 30 people was as quiet as one person, well-ordered, and clearly assigned... The front and rear groups of horses sandwiched Sharma and Kalixi who were riding together, and always maintained a galloping speed. Speed, rushing towards the border.

Needless to say, running in the deep mountains in summer is hard work, but just coping with the complex and interlaced terrain is enough for the rider to have a headache.However, this group of people only stopped their horses to rest twice a day, it was a bit crazy.

Whenever they straddle their horses and move on, Lemomenna can't help but worry that Khaleesi who is trapped in it, with such a thin and weak body, can't continue this kind of non-stop long-distance travel. He just recovered from a high fever for a few days, but Without a good rest, I can only sleep less than three hourglass hours a day, and most of the time is bumped on the hard saddle.

For men who are physically fit and strong, this is a test.What's more, for the petite and frail Khaleesi, this was no longer a test, but an unbearable torture.

More than once, I saw Khaleesi dismounting from her horse and walking towards the side of the road from a distance. She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to take a step. She dragged her swaying steps and almost tripped over the protruding stones.Fortunately, there will always be a pair of hands stretched out from behind her to support the frail body that is precariously falling like a fallen leaf.

The red-haired young woman had been quietly caring for Khaleesi.Perhaps, the exhausted Khaleesi didn't notice it, but Lemomenna, who was in the dark, saw it all.

Behind Khaleesi, there is always a pair of thoughtful brown eyes, shining with unpredictable light, watching her tired and stiff back, those eyes that flicker like flames, faintly revealing a sense of intimidation. The secret of feeling sick.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Lemomena really didn't like this kind of sight, drifting towards the white figure inadvertently.

This little princess from Syria stayed in a pure and pure mind like a child, but she couldn't stop her from becoming a beautiful girl...

In fact, anyone who is not blind can see Khaleesi's outstanding appearance.Thinking of the amazement and astonishment of the subordinates who accompanied me when they first saw her, and the uncontrollable salivating and greedy eyes of the men with "knife and fire" around them, it can be proved that the little princess' unintentional expression , a fatal charm that even she herself did not realize.

Simply put, the discipline of "Knife Fire" is strict, and no one will do anything harmful to Kalisi, otherwise, Lemomena will not be able to follow behind them safely for several days.

Moreover, that woman with the dazzling red hair will never allow her companions to bully Khaleesi. From the cold eyes she always stares at those men, Lemomena can be sure of this .

Even so, she couldn't leave Khaleesi behind and returned to Hattusha alone.However, everything changed drastically when passing through the market town today—La Balsa was assassinated and was not injured, the assassin was arrested on the spot, and the rest escaped...

No need to think about it at all, Lemomena is [-]% sure who is responsible for the assassination that shocked the country...Muhari, why can't we just wait?

15 years of long days and nights have already come, is this just one day away?It was impossible for La Balsa to hide in the strongest Hittite castle all the time. It was only a matter of time before he had to walk out of the palace built on the hill and go to the battlefield to face the unstoppable Egyptian army.

Muhari's patience was exhausted, and Lemomenna could understand his painstaking efforts, but could not forgive his rash behavior.

Can't continue to follow "Knife Fire", she must rush to Hattusha as soon as possible, Muhali's life or death is uncertain, no matter who falls into the hands of Rabalsa, life and death are only in the hands of that sinister villain, Lemomon Na must not let go of his companions who follow him, and take his young and precious life in order to help him fulfill his desire for revenge.

However, for Khaleesi who was also in danger, she couldn't find any apologetic words to describe the loss at the moment, it was sorry, it was helplessness, it was annoyance, it was helplessness... hate.

Closing his eyes, the sound of roaring horseshoes came from the bottom of the cliff, and the vibrating valley was filled with unbridled dust from the hustle and bustle, filling the brown eyes with the cold sunlight, and the faint blue flame burning alone in the depths of the pupils, reflecting Under the layers of off-white smoke and dust, the black hair is still eye-catching and flying... Delicate black waves, undulating, thin and light.

"I will bring you back at all costs." He opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

Pulling the rein, he sped towards the other end of the cliff with a low heck. The black cloak broke the first ray of light cast by the crevices of the clouds in the morning, shaking off the unpredictable silence like a dark night.