Contrary to the conservative style of dress, the woman's words and deeds are more like a crude mercenary.

She walked to the front of the chair, first to the interviewers, and gave a nondescript good day salute. Then, Da Lala sat on his seat, leaned his upper body forward, and faced the king: "I guess I can omit the self-introduction link?"

Brother Joe was the first to speak: "The daughter of Barbarossa, the heretics of the Abbasid Empire, the pirates haunting the Golden Sea, any one can send you to the torture frame!"

With this level of threat, there is no way to shake Aisha’s will. She said violently, “What about the Western Kingdom? Atheists, North Island pirates, and alien demon species. Chopping down the entire forest of the Moon Creek Plain, and not collecting so much wood."

Todd looked at the pair of different pupils, and suddenly asked: "This exam, you could have used a pseudonym to apply for the exam, why use your real name?"

"There is a proverb in the south." Aisha put her hands in the shape of a balance: "Dear King Musi, if I am just an ordinary woman, can you allow me to become an official of the kingdom?"

Todd thought, what's wrong with this? Age and gender have never been used as criteria for judging the level of ability.

He just wanted to say that, seeing Emerson and Joe next to him, facing Aisha's problem, unanimously shook his head slightly.

Todd also reacted in an instant that it is now in the Middle Ages, and the set of values ​​from the previous life has no place at all here.

"Young represents recklessness and ignorance. Female means weakness and submission. People are like this. No one can be detached." Aisha raised her right hand, pressed it to her heart, and said slowly: "And the name of Barbarossa, But it allows me to attract the king's attention, and have the opportunity to walk into this room and get a chance to show myself."

Todd rubbed his temples: "Miss Hayredding..."

The woman frowned: "King of Muxi, you can call me Ayesha."

Seeing Todd's puzzled face, Aisha said again: "I use my father's name, but it doesn't mean I like that name."

Todd nodded and said, "Well, Ayesha, let's talk about the exam. I have read your test paper, with excellent arithmetic skills and detailed market data. The only thing I don't understand is the expansion of Muxi Seaport. , Your answer is to create a reef and narrow the entrance to the sea. Can you explain it?"

The noon sun shines through the wooden window ribs on Aisha's face. The water blue and amber pupils show two completely different colors.

"Doing that is to protect the port."

Looking at the interviewers, Aisha explained: “The population of Muxicheng exceeds 30,000. A large part of the kingdom’s daily supplies, including grain, cloth, and spices, needs to be transported by sea. But there are two major problems. , 1. The coastline of Muxicheng is more than three kilometers, which is difficult to defend; 2. The kingdom’s navy is almost useless and unable to defend against the enemy. Under such circumstances, if I were the commander of the enemy fleet, I only need to cut off Muxicheng’s Maritime supply lines, and then use kerosene bombs to attack coastal structures, can achieve the strategic goal of besieging the city."

For the first time, a serious expression appeared on Emerson's face.

The 22-year-old female pirate actually has the same views as him on the strategic significance of sea passages.

Aisha continued: "This area of ​​Muxi Harbour was not paid attention to in the past. Because there are few sailing ships and no suitable supply points. But now, the situation has changed."

"The idiots in the North Island, who don’t know how to make low-key money, obtained the fresh-keeping technology of seafood from Muxicheng, so that the rotten fish and shrimps that were originally worthless were sold at sky-high prices in the south. The nobles in the court and The wealthy businessmen in the market have long been jealous. They have offered a high price among the pirates and demanded the capture of a North Island cargo ship."

Todd frowned, thinking about the countermeasures for the attack on North Island Commercial Road.

Emerson said to Aisha, "You didn't take this exam for the official duties of the kingdom, right?"

The latter nodded and said, "Yes, the official position is just a dispensable thing to me."

Emerson touched Hu: "Your purpose is to get funding from the Kingdom of Muxi for you to gather sailors and form a fleet."

Aisha glanced at this not surprising old man, and did not speak, which was tantamount to acquiescence to Emerson's statement.

"Why should we believe the words of a pirate?" Cleric Joe didn't seem to have a good feeling for women.

"Your Majesty, your Knights have looted many lords of the Silver Ring Kingdom, and also occupied the Beishi Silver Mine, not to mention, colored glass, etc., those high-priced trade items sold to the south. It is not an exaggeration to say that you may The richest king in the northern parish." Aisha looked like a veteran negotiator: "All you have to do now is to drop a copper coin from your fingertips and use it to fund a promising ally. If you succeed, you will get a loyal and humble friend; if you fail, you will just lose some property."

Looking at Emerson with expressionless face, Joe with suspicion, and Todd with no expression from beginning to end, Aisha lowered her head slightly and said respectfully: "Of course, anyone can do things like talking. Success is the best proof of ability. I will soon ambush a group of pirates who intend to rob the North Island caravan. Their blood and heads will prove to you that the investment in me must be worth the money!"

Todd looked at the woman with different pupils and gently closed the roster in his hand: "Aisha, if you can prove your worth to me, I can also assure you that I am definitely not a stingy person."

———————————————

Twilight in the north of West City, textile factory.

Mary is sitting in the studio at the back of the factory building. Next to her are the newly completed oil paintings. Many conceptual sketches of accessories, clothing, shoes and bags are scattered on the ground.

Cathy walked into the studio, put a cup of brewed vanilla tea on the work table, looked at the woman's thin figure, and whispered: "Master, you haven't closed your eyes for 22 hours. Let's take a break."

Finished the sketch of a newly completed fringed long skirt, with Mary with two dark circles under her eyes, turned her body to Cathy, shook her head and said: "Inspiration is like the rain in spring, when you don’t hold it. When the time comes, it will quietly disappear into the air, and it will never be able to find a trace."

Cathy glanced at the oil painting behind Mary and whispered: "Master Terrence and Lord Elijah, here they are."

Without turning her head back, Mary continued to wave the paintbrush in her hand: "Invite them in."

Terrence, who escaped from the city of Tyrol, has basically recovered his health after recuperating for a period of time in Twilight City. His dedication to academics and the desire for truth have made this old man's spirit better day by day.

He brought his proud disciple, Elijah, to visit Mary for one thing.

Entering the door of the studio, Terrence didn't notice Mary's existence at all, and went straight to the painting, and whispered the name underneath the painting~lightnovelpub.net~ Elijah walked to the teacher and asked in a low voice. : "From your point of view..."

"Perfect masterpiece!" Terrence turned his head to Mary and asked, "I heard that these are your Majesty's collection?"

Mary put down the paintbrush in her hand, took a small sip of the vanilla tea, then spit the tea back into the cup, put the cup down with a look of disgust, and said to Master Terrence: "Yes, but your Majesty does not want them to be made public. ."

Terrence opened his eyes: "Why?! Look at these paintings! They not only have Renaissance elements, but are also full of artistic innovations. Let more people see them. Isn't it more meaningful than hiding them here? ?!"

Mary shook her head and said, "Your Majesty said that these paintings do not belong to this world."

Terrence looked at the design sketches of the full house, and his tone was three-pointed: "But I see people taking shortcuts for inspiration from these paintings, but they refuse to share them with others!"

Mary's face sank, her lips tightly closed, and she was silent.

When Elijah saw this, he quickly acted as a mediator in the middle: "Miss Mary, since the concept of Master Terrence, both paintings and sculptures in Twilight City have stayed in the imitation of Tyro's period. Stage. And these paintings, composition, color and line, all point out a new path for the progress of art."

Terrence turned to the door of the studio and said to the people in the room: "Since that incident, I have become a skeptic. But if your Majesty can prove that he really came from that world, I would be happy to be a Pious believers, in my soul, I will be re-branded with faith!" Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.

1 second to remember Aishang Fiction Net:. Mobile version reading URL: