[One generation has passed, another generation has come, and the earth has lasted forever. - Ecclesiastes.]

The rain did not weaken, but instead became more rapid. Constantinople was full of martial law garrisons. However, Igor, who was martyred on the muddy stone road, was unobstructed all the way. After saying goodbye to Vasily, he was ready to return to his residence to pack his luggage. No one in Constantinople would notice him as a small character. At this time, he had already taken off his disguise and changed into the Valangi robes. The carefree child in the streets and alleys was excited to chase his Norman style cloak behind him and let the rain wet his clothes.

When Igor turned a small alley and was about to go towards Perama Gate, he was blocked by a figure who suddenly rushed out.

"Let me find it easy, sir. I think our previous deal is not over yet!" Take off the hood and the visitor was the Ross merchant who was still bargaining with Igor in the tavern just now.

"You've been following me?" Igor looked at the other party, his face showing displeasure.

But the Ross businessman shrugged without hesitation and admitted directly. "Yes, but I really didn't expect that the one who had been talking to me was the dignified Valangi Guard. Could it be that the empire's finances are already so embarrassing?"

"It's better to say less of this kind. If someone else hears you, you will be hung outside the iron gate wall. Don't implicate me. Since you can't afford the price just now, then I don't think there is anything to talk about." After shook the other party's arm in front of him, Igor prepared to leave. Anyway, the book had been placed in Vasily's place, and he had raised enough money. There was no need to continue to talk about the deal with the man in front of him who was not worthy of trust.

But the other party obviously had no intention of giving up. Merchant Ross once again stood in front of Igor, and there was a heavy bag of money in his hand.

"The twenty-five silver coins, all of which were as you had asked before, were old Nomisma. Now - we can make a deal, right?"

Obviously he made a big decision. Although his face still felt a little painful, the merchant Ross still took out the amount Igor asked for.

But what he didn't expect was that Igor waved his hand coldly, lifted the money bag in front of him, and refused, "No need, I have changed my mind now. I will not sell that book." Selling the important things in his hands is a helpless expedient measure. Since he can be sent to Uncle Vasily and has the money to return home, Igor naturally would not care about the price offered by the merchant Ross in front of him. In addition, there were other reasons that prompted Igor to make such a decision, but now he is unwilling to go deeper. After all, he was about to go to Crete early tomorrow morning. The only regret was that his further study in Constantinople had to be temporarily terminated.

Seeing Igor's sudden change of mind, the Ross businessman suddenly grabbed Igor's collar and sternly said: "What are you kidding? Didn't everything be agreed just now!"

Igor, caught off guard, was suddenly forced into a corner-

Tsk, is this guy so much effort?

The young man Varangi was shocked and could not move. He never expected that the other party's robe would have such a strong body, and he, the Varangi man, was not worthy of his name and could not struggle at all.

Despite this, Igor was not afraid and sneered, "Hmph, it's best to think clearly before you start. Now standing in front of you is not a business object on the black market. Look clearly at the patterns on my armor. You are trying to attack the soldiers of the empire. I don't bother to pay attention to who is behind you, but if you dare to challenge the dignity of His Majesty the Emperor, you can try it." Looking at the opposite side with a ridiculous meaning, the young man's eyes were as calm as water.

Looking at this scene, Merchant Ross couldn't help but shake... But he seemed to have recalled something more terrifying and shivered subconsciously.

Looking at this scene, Igor's face also showed a hint of doubt, but his question ended abruptly with a sound in his ear.

"Don't waste time anymore, just go back everyone like this."

Immediately afterwards, Igor felt that his neck was hit hard - was he attacked by a bear? With such questions, Igor's eyes turned dark before he could even hum, and then his body stopped awake.

...

"One generation has passed, another generation has come. The earth has been around forever. The sun comes out, the sun sets, and returns to where it has come out. The wind blows south, turns north, constantly spins, and returns to the original road. The rivers flow into the sea, but the sea is dissatisfied. Where does the river flow from, and where will it return."

There was darkness in front of me, and Igor, who felt half-awake, echoed in his ears of the monk Sergius's admonishment to him in St. Irina's Cathedral. That was the first lesson he had just taken after settling in Constantinople. Igor understood that the meaning of monk Sergius's words was something. In fact, he was telling himself to let go of his original desires and not to indulge in the whirlpool of this city. But the more he understood this sentence, Igor was even more unwilling to accept it. He hated the reality of being influenced by others.

.His father, the person he respects most in his life, was willing to be at the mercy of fate, so he lived on the isolated island with injuries and illness; Vasily, the bravest Varyag people he had ever seen, but could only guard the decaying nobles and protect the house without any money; even monk Sergius, his integrity was worthless in front of his former noble family. Reality has taught Igor's ancestors a lesson, so he had to climb up at all costs, just to one day stand at the top to look down on those arrogant people.

He opened his eyes dimly, and the candlelight swaying in front of him was shaking in front of him. Gradually, Igor felt his perception and woke up.

But when he came to his senses, he saw himself coming to a completely unfamiliar place, and he had already changed into a dress. At this moment, Igor was sitting on a chair, and opposite him was a man he had never seen before.

It was late outside the window, and the rich things on the table in front of me were the dinner the man was enjoying.

"Oh, you finally woke up. I thought it would be a while. I was so rude just now that I should call you Mr. Igor. Welcome to here." The man opposite also noticed Igor who had woken up and said gracefully, put down the tin wine glass in his hand.

Faced with such a situation, Igor quickly calmed down. He knew that the visitors from the other side were not good, and he could not escape now. The young Varangi man looked around and looked at the mysterious man opposite and asked, "Since it is a welcome, why don't you even introduce yourself? And bringing me here like this doesn't seem to be a treat, and I don't even know where this place is, right?"

Looking at Igor who was questioning himself, the mysterious man kept a smile on his face and replied: "This is an extraordinary act in an extraordinary period. After all, Constantinople is now very uneasy. I hope you can forgive me, Mr. Igor. So before we talk about the main thing, let me introduce myself first. My name is Lisini... an ordinary businessman from Palermo. The main reason why I invited you this time is because I am very interested in the book in your hands. Originally, my people were about to reach an agreement with you, but Mr. Igor, you changed your mind in the middle but ultimately forced me to invite you in this way."

"So you are the person behind that guy." Igor had guessed at this time that this Latin man was the person who was really interested in the book in his hand. The Ross businessman before was just a minion.

The man named Li Xini did not deny this, but generously admitted it.

"It's true that's so good. I'm very interested in collecting ancient books. It's because of this that I like to buy the book "Chronicles of Past Years" in your hand. Now we're officially meeting. I hope you can open a price, and I will never bargain. You can open a price that satisfies you. I can get much more than the twenty-five silver plates."

Igor was also very surprised by the sudden generous bid. Although he valued the book passed down to him by his father, he never expected that one day it would have such amazing value. This also made him more aware that the purpose of the man opposite was definitely not so simple.

But now compared to the other person's real intention, what made Igor feel even more deadly is that he has no one in his hands at all, because the book has been placed in Uncle Vasily's hand. Seeing this mysterious man so eager to get the book, Igor couldn't help but feel a little anxious to laugh. If the other party knew the truth, he would not know what expression would be.

On this side, Igor was still thinking about countermeasures, but his face showed a silence and laughter, which made Li Xini think that he was waiting for a price. The Latin man was not eager to make a comeback. Instead, he thought that Igor's reaction was conducive to their subsequent negotiations, so he rang the copper bell in his hand.

The door was slowly pushed open at this time, and a maid walked into the door with a fragrant delicacy and slowly placed it on the table in front of Igor. This made the Varyag young man stunned. It was not surprised by Lisini's hospitality, but the young girl in the maid's outfit in front of him. For a young man from the countryside of Crete, the beauty of the girl in front of him was undoubtedly fatal attraction. It turned out that the outline of the girl's face would be so beautiful, both in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes were filled with elegant temperament. Even wearing the maid's simple clothes could not suppress the suffocating softness, not to mention the slim and moving body under the close-fitting shirt.

But any beauty has always been a flash in the pan. After setting up the tableware and things on the dining table, the beautiful maid slowly left at the warning of Li Xini, leaving only the out-of-compulsive young man Varyag still in a daze.

"Ahem, I think we can continue the topic just now, Mr. Igor. I have already said that as long as the negotiation is completed, I can satisfy you at all costs." Li Xini, who coughed slightly, looked at Igor with a subtle expression, whispered. He knew too much about young men like Igor. What they came to this city was to vent their desires and pursue money, power and lust in a crazy pursuit, and they just needed to guide them a little. They could use it for themselves easily.

But Li Xini obviously underestimated the young man sitting in front of him-

When Li Xini took out the conditions again, he was silent for a moment. Igor no longer concealed anything and chose to ask directly: "I think your purpose is not as simple as an ordinary ancient book at all, Mr. Li Xini. I have guessed this from the beginning. If I were really just a hobby, would it really be necessary to send a fake Ross merchant with a bad accent to me to spend so much effort?"

Igor's eyes showed a sharp light, and at this moment his body was no longer a Varyag recklessness, but filled with the shrewdness of the other half of Jewish blood flowing from his body. This happened to hit the thing hidden deep in the heart of the man opposite, Li Xini couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him deeply. It was obvious that this poor boy from the countryside was not as easy to deal with as he thought.

On the other hand, although Li Xini has always hidden well, his eyes fluctuated a little, but it has already been in my eyes. Igor, who was not ready to stop, continued to speak: "Since it is not for the book itself, a book "Previous Chronicles" is too ordinary, but just a piece of words pieced together by a group of northern Ross people, and the useful information contained in it is very limited. Then I think Mr. Li Xini, if I am not wrong, your real purpose is not for the text information above or for the book itself, but for the unique appendix in the later part of my book - a map of the southern coast of Ross drawn fifty years ago. Isn't it wrong?"

Taking a deep breath, Igor finally told the true purpose of the man in front of him-
Chapter completed!