The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

When Cheerchen opened the door and saw Fatima, she was holding her baby in a daze in her room. Recently, Fatima always looks like this. She didn't even notice Cheer Chen entering the room and sitting down, she had completely lost the vigilance and awareness of being the killer of the Sudan's favored concubine back then.

However, Cheerchen didn't want his wife to do those dangerous things again.

"Fatima, what's the matter?" Cheerchen waited for a while, thinking that Timma was not over, he had to open his mouth to remind himself that he was coming.

"Ah... Cheerchen!" Cheerchen's sudden opening seemed to startle Fatima. She seemed to be a frightened deer jumping out of the bed.

"I... I'll pour you tea!" Fatima hurriedly put down the sleeping baby, then stood up and turned around, but the cup was still empty when she came back.

Obviously, Fatima must be so absent-minded.

"Fatima!" Cheerchen grabbed her hand and resolutely pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong with you lately? Can you tell me?"

Fatima was speechless, then shook her head. But like that, it seems that tears may come down at any time.

"What the **** is going on?!" Cheerchen's heart felt guilty for no reason, feeling that Fatima already knew what he was coming from.

"We all have children, what can't you say to me?"

Fatima could no longer be speechless. She cried quietly. After a while, Tetsuchen's chest was wet.

At this moment, Cheerchen was anxious. He hurriedly comforted Fatima and said that if you don't want to say it, don't say it. ?No matter how I persuade her, Cheerchen has no choice but to intimidate her: "I always cry during breastfeeding, but that will affect the milk."

There is no mother in the world who doesn't love her child, Cheer Chen's trick really worked. Hearing Cheechen's words, Fatima immediately stopped crying. She sat back on the bed, and then motioned to Cheerchen to come by.

"Cheerchen, you know that I used to be an assassin in the Sultan Palace." Fatima didn't directly tell Cheerchen why she was so worried, but talked about the past.

Chechen nodded and said, "I know, you told me when you were in Smolensk."

"Does your emotional abnormality these days have something to do with this matter?" I guessed.

"Yeah!" Fatima nodded.

"Could it be that who recognized your identity? That infidel sultan wants to send someone to arrest you, so you..." Cheer Chen asked. This is the only reason he can think of.

"No, it's not." Fatima denied Cheerchen's guess.

"Why is that?" Cheerchen was surprised again.

In fact, even if the Sultan of Ottoman Turkey really wants to arrest someone, Cheerchen is not afraid. He is about to return to Vidava with Fatima. If the sultan of Ottoman Turkey wants to trouble himself, his army must first solve the Holy Roman Empire's army and then pass through the Balkatian Mountains to reach Vidava. By the way, there is also Brest, the land that King Kazimierz promised to himself-waiting for him to move there, the sultan will have to travel through half of Poland.

Fatima still looked melancholy. She said: "You know that the assassin's sixth sense is very accurate. I always have nightmares these days, dreaming that you left us..."

It turned out that Fatima was worried about this, Cheechen suddenly realized.

Cheerchen got closer to Fatima, and he held his child on the bed in his arms.

Fatima gave birth to a daughter for Chechen, and when she was born, the child's hair was already thick. She inherited her mother's black hair, but her eyes were as deep blue as Cheechen, like the Aegean Sea. She named Cheerchen Anna since she was born. The word Anna comes from Hebrew and means "elegance".

"Don't worry!" Cheer Chen looked at his daughter gently, and he firmly gave Fatima a promise: "Never!"

"Chechen!" Fatima's moved tears welled up again.

After comforting Fatima, Cheerchen sat with her arms around Fatima's shoulders while hugging Anna. Cheerchen was no longer ready to talk about his real purpose for coming to Fatima at this time, he was afraid that Fatima would think more about it.

"By the way, Cheerchen. I saw a messenger come to the castle just now. Did something happen to Vidava?" But Cheerchen didn't plan to mention it any more, but Fatima asked.

"No, it's nothing." Cheerchen said flickeringly.

When Cheerchen was like this, Fatima knew that Cheerchen must have something in his heart. She sighed and said, "Chechen, we are both husband and wife. Is it not convenient for you to tell me something?"

"No, no." Cheerchen quickly denied.

In the end, he was forced by Fatima to have no choice, so he wrote Pietro to tell him that Natalie was going to be a nun and told Fatima.

After speaking, Cheerchen glanced at Fatima with a guilty conscience, and then quickly lowered his head.

"So it is." Fatima touched the child's face. She gave a gentle smile.

If it is said that Timma had concerns about Natalie's taking Cheerchen away from her own hands, now that she is Cheerchen's wife and has children, she would have thrown those out of the sky a long time ago. Fatima now only considers Cheerchen wholeheartedly.

"Chechen, you should go back. Natalie should not be a nun, she should be your wife." Fatima said.

"what!!!"

Even seeing a dragon couldn't shock Cheer Chen more than Fatima's words.

To be your own wife? He already has Fatima as his wife, how can he marry Natalie again?

Seeing Cheerchen's open mouth could fit an egg in, Fatima smiled. She picked up the "Quran" under her pillow, opened it, and handed it to Cheerchen.

On the opening page of the Qur'an, the third section of Chapter 4 "Women" states: God says: If you are afraid that you cannot treat the orphans fairly, then you can choose the women you love and marry two or three wives. Four wives; if you are afraid that you cannot treat them fairly, then you can only marry one wife each, or be satisfied with your female slaves. This is closer to fairness.

Yes, unlike Christianity, which requires monogamy, in the doctrine of Christianity, a husband marries four wives, but they must be treated fairly.

The four wives, looking at the words on the Quran, Cheer Chen's eyes widened again and his mouth opened wide.

Marrying four wives is such a thing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He has never thought about it like this, not for a second.

Seeing Cheerchen's ridiculous appearance, Fatima laughed again.

"Cheerchen, even if you want to marry four wives, I don't agree. One Natalie and enough, I don't want to share you with others." Fatima said softly in Cheerchen's ear.

Fatima will choose to let Cheorchen accept Natalie because she realizes how bad her origin is for Cheorjin's future.

If Cheerchen's achievements were just to be an ordinary mercenary or a mercenary group leader, then he could contribute to Cheerchen's cause. But Chechen’s current achievements are no longer what an ordinary mercenary or mercenary captain can achieve: he holds a wealth of hundreds of thousands of talers, a mercenary regiment with thousands of people under his command, and a famous knight in the Republic of Poland. Both Mihav and Andrzej regarded him as a friend, and King Jan Kazimierz is about to knight him, and his future will be limitless in the future. But for such Chechen, Fatima felt that she could not help him much.

What will she do? She can do nothing but kill. The craftsmanship of these nobles, Fatima, is totally ignorant of communication, dancing, and entertainment.

And I will, Natalie will, I will not, Natalie will. Natalie is not only strong in martial arts, but she is also the daughter of nobles. The Kishka family is also well-connected in the Republic of Poland. If Cheerchen marries him, it will be very helpful to his career.

But Fatima only proceeded from her own beliefs. It was natural for Cheorchen to marry and marry Natalie, but she forgot that Cheorchen is a Christian. In a Christian country, even if a Christian marries an Isilanist , It is impossible for him to marry another wife.

But Cheer Chen was immersed in Fatima's tenderness and tolerance towards him at this time, and he didn't even think deeply about this issue.