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Major General Hasadi's words played a decisive role.

The sergeants awoke from the noble bow, and Lorraine's voice lingered in their ears again.

Things suddenly became very interesting.

The invaders only need reputation, and although the ruler is unable to follow the war, the disaster of the country is imminent, but it has become a disaster for the Sudanese self-directed and self-performed.

That said... Although the Mirani Castle turned his back on the people, it accidentally stood behind the justice?

Everyone felt that they needed time to digest this secret that shouldn't be known to them.

The company commander's rough and loud command rang: "Everyone! Stop the gun and go back to camp!"

Prince Dilaman stared blankly at the sergeants in front of him, turning around, facing each other in rows and rows, and filed through the gates and headed back to the castle as they did not long ago.

"Bashar!"

Colonel Hasadi was taken aback: "His Royal Highness..."

He could not finish the sentence, in fact he never finished the whole sentence during the entire visit of the prince.

It was his brother Major General Hasadi who interrupted him this time, and the major general’s voice was flat without any ups and downs.

"The only objects of Hassadi's loyalty are Omanis, not any Omanis, but Omanis."

The gate of the castle was closed, and the sergeants returned to the fort and were soon confined to the hidden tower.

Prince Dilaman also left shortly afterwards, alone when he came, and alone.

Lorraine looked at the lonely background with interest.

"Henna."

Henna leaned in silently.

"How did you get along with the third sister these past two days?"

Hina thought for a while: "The skills of Xiao Sanmei and Wang Ye are very different, they are more subtle, and they have more in common with Assassin, which gave me a lot of inspiration."

"Just be inspired." Lorraine pointed his finger in the direction where Dilaman disappeared, "Henna, you stared at Hasadi for a few days. In your opinion, the two Hasadi are more like brothers, or Little Hassadi and Dilaman have a deeper relationship?"

"The latter." Henna replied without hesitation. "The two Hasadis are very distant from behind, and it is difficult to agree on even small matters."

"For our case, the great Hasadi advocated handing over the entire Milani to us, while the young Hasadi kept swaying. Burning the night made him miserable."

Lorraine raised his eyebrows: "You never told me these things."

"Because there is no need. Little Hasadi has no right to speak in Fort Mirani, and even ordinary soldiers dare to confront his orders head-on. The Great Hasadi is very firm. He said more than once that the Imam needs money and Liaman is poor. , Round Castle needs a more stable income to feed the pious ***."

"It seems that the differences in loyalty have caused the brothers to part ways..." Lorraine pondered for a while, "Tonight I want to invite Da Hasadi to eat roasted camel lamb on the rocky beach next to the pier. I just need to inform him. One person, but please tell him, he can tell this to anyone he thinks is needed."

"good."

...

The night is thick.

The gradual sea breeze shook the bonfire on the rocky beach, and Valkyrie and the lady who was just as beautiful as her swayed side by side, like a girl, watching the moon and joking.

The moonlight is beautiful, the bright moon wheel is especially big and round, and it envelops the castle on the cliff, lonely and silent.

Lorraine sat on the beach, alone, listening to the sea waves lifting the skin from time to time.

There was wine from Latour Estate in the bag, and suddenly changed the way of drinking, I have to say...there is no difference at all from the rotten wine in big barrels.

It's so strange, it's a lot more expensive to say...

The smell of meat wafted out.

The fragrant aroma is mixed with spicy and complex spices. Edley leads the sailors to roast the llama, turning it once and then, so that the oozing grease can roll over the entire surface.

Roasted llama is a favorite delicacy of Omanis. Choose a few months old llama, wash, emptied, stuffed lamb in the belly, stuffed lamb with chicken, stuffed chicken with pigeon, supplemented by various spices , Wrapped layer by layer, handful of sprinkles.

Just listening to such a complicated cooking process, Lorraine feels that he will definitely not like this dish, but he definitely likes the cooking process. It is more than good to serve customers, it is simply excellent.

This lamb has been roasted for more than an hour, the pigeon inside is about to be cooked, and finally there are footsteps on the stairway.

One step, calm and powerful.

Lorraine turned around and threw the pouch to the sound, and someone steadily caught it, popping off the cork and gulping the wine.

"The Latour of Bordeaux, and it is a wine from the time of Louis XIII. The light and rain are first class." Major General Hassadi laughed boldly. "As expected of England's top chaebol, Mr. Drake, I like this wine! "

Lorraine’s expression was a little hard to say: "General Hasadi, how much did you spend on this news?"

Hasadi stagnated boldly: "...an emerald."

"loss."

"It's a loss..."

He flipped his hands and threw the skin pouch into the sea, clapped his hands, and took a few more disgusting saliva.

"Your people feel that they only need to communicate with my brother. They have never invited me to talk alone like you."

The implication was that the major general felt that he was over-preparing for this meeting as Lorraine's pot.

Lorraine shrugged: "From a commercial point of view, our business partners should have the highest level of information on the content of cooperation. There is no problem."

The major general smiled coldly: "But you let your woman invite me sneakily."

"Sneaking is slander, but social dinners should be distinguished from formal or informal business conversations. You are an important member of my partner team, and I, who sent you a social invitation, have no problem in operation. "

"So I always think that businessmen are more cunning creatures than politicians." The major general narrowed his mouth. "Roy, Roy Ben Hassadi, you can call me Roy directly with your strength."

"Lorraine, Lorraine Anason Drake, I don't take it seriously."

Roy frowned: "The title is very important."

"unimportant."

"It carries blood and glory!"

"But regardless of whether it is in the East or the West, the surname will be divided by politics, recording the compromise of blood and interests."

"Emmmm, I call you Lorraine."

"It's an honor, Mr. Roy."

Roy waved his hand down the stairs and sat down across from Lorraine.

It happened that Edley’s roasted lamb was freshly baked, and the tenderest pigeons inside were plated in front of Roy, and the most tender browned camel skin was sliced ​​off one by one and piled up into French fries and placed beside Lorraine.

Roy Zhang hand tore off half of the steamed pigeon and chewed it loudly: "Mr. Lorraine, what prompted you to start this night party?"

Lorraine thought for a while: "In the past few days, I have listened to several stories, Sahadi, Said, Jalali, Muscat, Omani and Omani imams, and learned a lot about the original one. Interesting things that I don't know."

"You tell the story?" Roy poached his bones. "Aziz from the Manzeri?"

"Are you familiar with him?"

"I am not familiar with him, but he is a big man in Oman, and no one in Muscat knows his existence."

"Appreciate further details."

"He is called a noble bruise, a superfluous thing by the common people. Idiots, incompetents, lunatics, blasphemers, people call him by all evil names, and all headless koans are planted on his head, no matter what he is. Did it or not."

"Person who is maliciously entrusted?"

"Yes." Roy nodded. "How much did you spend to buy a story from him?"

"The position of a vice president, with 5% of the shares of the African branch."

"loss."

"I think I have made a profit." Lorraine put down the plate and tapped the edge of the plate with a silver fork. "Get straight to the point, Mr. Roy. In the cooperation with Hasadi, I think our previous decision has been deviated."

Roy snapped off the pigeon's leg bones, and his teeth chewed the broken bones into bone debris like a file, and swallowed them with the meat.

"Are you dissatisfied with my brother?"

"Yes, not satisfied." Lorraine pondered for a moment. "Your brother is threatening our happy cooperation. If you let him go on, Milani will become a battlefield, and you and I will fight each other."

"It doesn't sound bad." Roy threw away the plate and the remaining pigeons. "You only have 800 people, and I have 1,500 people."

"It may not be bad for a general. You urge the prince to kill his father. If he does, you will have a stand for returning to the country. At that time, everyone will be guilty. In the past, it was exposing that it was against the sultan. The best ending in the country."

"But what about the Imam?" Lorraine smiled and looked at Roy's gloomy face~lightnovelpub.net~How are you going to face Imam's expectations? Liaman is very poor, but there are many believers. They have nothing to do with their beliefs. When the Imam’s pockets are emptied, where does the faith go? "

Roy gritted his teeth: "Aziz..."

"Life is not perfect, Mr. Roy, between loyalty and affection, sometimes you can only choose one. To get everything you want is greed, greed will cost you, and you will get nothing in the end."

Lorraine whispered like a demon, his words twisted into a drill bit, penetrated Roy's ears, blood and blood splashed.

Roy couldn't restrain the twitch on his face: "What are you going to do?"

"Let the patriots become ugly, the traitors will shine, the imams will become rich, and commerce will flourish."

"I am a businessman." Lorraine said, "a businessman is a builder, not a saboteur."

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