Perhaps it was because even God was jealous of Du Boan's talent that he gave the arrival of leprosy.

It is not difficult to imagine that if Duboan was a healthy king, then how could Jerusalem fall with his martial arts and the two elite knights under his command? Without Jerusalem, there would be no Third Crusade, and without the Third Crusade, it would not be able to achieve the greatness of the Lionheart King Richard; if Duboan was a healthy and ambitious king, it is not difficult to imagine how many bloody wars would be between him and Saladin, these two great kings, that would be recorded in history.

Unfortunately, when he ascended the throne, he was dragged down by his illness. In the war with Saladin, he had to adopt strategic defense. Saladin only needed to wait quietly on the other end of the desert to defeat himself.

Du Boan's misfortune alone made the birth of two kings. I wonder if this is a tragedy.

Now, this terminally ill king, wearing a silver mask, covered his terrifying appearance. His body was entangled with thick bandages and half lying on the bed. Even his eyes were no longer as clear as before, and only a turbidity was left.

"Hello, Duke of Switzerland, please forgive me for not being able to get up." The weak words were filled with a natural sense of intimacy.

"Hello, King of Jerusalem, His Highness Du Bo'an." Bai Zhou owed his body slightly to him. Although Bai Zhou was different from all the people here and had different beliefs, Bai Zhou expressed enough respect for a king who supported a principality alone and a kind of faith based on his broken body.

"Where is your army moving in now?" Du Boan asked.

"Adana, after taking over here, our army will truly enter Saladin's territory." Bai Zhou replied.

"Adana? Ahem, Frederick is very ambitious. Does he want to kill all the way to Jerusalem?"

In fact, if we only want to recover the holy city of Jerusalem, Frederick's crusaders could go by water and bypass a large area. As long as we can take down Acre (Ake), this not-so-large fortress, then Jerusalem will appear before Frederick.

But according to Frederick's current marching plan, his target is obviously not just a holy city—Aleppo, Antioch, Damascus and other famous cities, all among Frederick's target of conquest.

Especially now, Saladin's main troops are gathered in Damascus, which means that the outcome of this war may no longer be completed under the witness of Jerusalem.

"This is a plan made by Frederick himself, and he is indeed very ambitious."

"Frederick despises Saladin too much." Duboan said quietly.

Bai Zhou also agreed with this view, but he also understood that he knew who Saladin was, but Frederick certainly didn't know that at most he would be treated as a king with an average ability like Isaac II. However, Frederick was not worried about suffering losses. After all, his troops were far beyond Saladin's men, and it was not unacceptable to use some losses to exchange for the enemy's true strength.

"Forget it, ahem, since he decided so much, I can't change anything." Du Boan closed his eyes and thought for a while, "Let's do this, when your army reaches Acre, you will definitely see my troops. This is my promise."

The implication is that he would not participate in the war before Acre.

This is certainly not in the interests of the Holy Roman Empire. If Frederick sent his confidants to negotiate, then the condition should be that the soldiers of Duboan immediately set off for the crusades and bear some of the food and supplies.

Du Boan could not agree to this proposal. Then, the two sides inevitably negotiated back and forth and compromised until finally compromised a plan that everyone could accept.

However, Bai Zhou did not have the awareness of fighting for every benefit for the Holy Roman Empire. Moreover, in its original intention, Frederick did not look down on the defeated soldiers of these thousands of people, nor did he care about what kind of results Bai Zhou would finally negotiate.

"Okay, no problem, I will convey your meaning to Frederick." Bai Zhou said calmly.

There were also Raymond, Berryon, Guy and Sibila present. They did not expect that Bai Zhou would agree so readily.

If Frederick was such a easy-to-talk person, or his bottom line was just that little, then he would have no need to send a duke over. It would be enough to send an envoy with a status similar to Hall.

Du Boan glanced at Bai Zhou deeply and said nothing.

"Hisser Duke, although we were a little misunderstood just now, there is no need for you to compensate me in this way." Xibila said, but obviously, she was wrong.

She had just learned from Raymond that this man from the far east but was named Duke by Frederick, brought hope to heal her brother. If it succeeded, then their entire principality would owe him a great favor. If the negotiations were in place, he would still be so easy to talk to and would not refuse their proposals at all. In Sibila's heart, it seemed that it was only an explanation to apologize for his behavior just now.

Bai Zhou smiled at Xibila: "It's nothing, but I think the proposal made by His Highness Du Bo'an just now is good for both of us."

"You all retreat. I have something to say to the Duke alone." At this time, Du Boan spoke.

"Yes, Wang." Although they didn't know what Du Boan had to say to Bai Zhou alone, they were still obedient.

After closing the door, there were only the two of them left in the whole room.

Bai Zhou didn't know why Du Bo'an did this. Logically speaking, the next step to ask is about Bai Zhou. He might cure Du Bo'an's leprosy, but there is no need to hide such a thing from others, especially to avoid his sister.

But what happened next made Bai Zhou stunned.

"The Western Qin people, from the far east, first lived in Hungary temporarily. Then their patriarch, was still a boy under sixteen years old at the time, decided to swear allegiance to Frederick, and then led two thousand soldiers of his clan to complete the tasks that the Holy Roman Empire, France, and Italy could not complete, and conquer Switzerland." Du Boan sighed softly: "It's also sixteen years old, that's a beautiful age."

(A sixteen-year-old energetic young man commanded his army to defeat Saladin's elite and even almost wiped out the Mamuliuk cavalry. This battle was the famous Battle of Mongiza.)

"Then, the Duchy of Burgundy poured out nearly 100,000 troops across the country to prepare to conquer Switzerland. At that time, no one would believe that a small nation with a population of less than 200,000 could defeat Duke John, especially when Frederick had no support at all. However, it was this nation that created another miracle. Relying on Basel, this fortress that could not be called a fort, perfectly annihilated the opponent's army twice. At the same time, Joan of Arc, the hero who supported France, ascended the throne of the Grand Duke of Burgundy."

He said too many things in one breath, which made Du Boan breathe a little, but he continued: "Finally, relying on the properties in Burgundy, we can develop and expand our strength with peace of mind. If it weren't for this Crusade, I think you would still stay in Switzerland steadily until the day when you broke out of your cocoon and became a butterfly. Maybe, on that day, no country dares to underestimate this nation that is less than 200,000."

Bai Zhou was shocked. If this experience was said by Frederick or King Charles VII of the Dharma, even if it was said by the Lion Heart King, Bai Zhou would not be surprised, because Bai Zhou had already had an intersection with them and understanding each potential opponent was the enlightenment that a king should have.

But it is hard for Baizhou to imagine that a king of Jerusalem, thousands of miles away, would do this, and what was his last sentence?

"No need to be surprised, Duke of Switzerland, or, can I call you Baizhou?" said Du Boan.

"Yes, no problem."

"At the beginning, I was just curious about a nation that did not believe in God. I originally thought she could only be a passerby in a hurry on the Europa continent, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

Du Boan smiled slightly, although, his smile was hidden under the mask.

"If I'm not mistaken, your family is in the far east and was originally a royal family. If you bow to Frederick, there should be many people who are very repulsive."

Bai Zhou smiled bitterly, but did not answer.

Indeed, the former Emperor of First Emperor was so magnificent that he could only win the world. Even if his descendants were expelled from Middle Earth, they never surrendered to anyone. The innate arrogance they were not allowed to bow down.

But when Bai Zhou's generation was in his life, he did this. Although there was a reason for the matter, although Bai Zhou was so that the Western Qin clan could gain a safe foothold in this land, he did it, and it was done after all.

Most of the people value the result, just like if Goujian did not succeed in restoring his country on that day, he would definitely become a laughing stock in future generations, and historians would also do their best to sarcastic words.

Although Weifu and Mengshan understood Bai Zhou's difficulties and knew that this was a helpless choice, it was obvious that if Bai Zhou had not defeated Switzerland afterwards and resisted the pressure from Burgundy, then no one would know how those genres would evaluate him as the "monarch of the country who lost his country".

When Du Boan saw Bai Zhou's wry smile, he knew that he was right: "And I also discovered that when you do things, you always put interests first. It seems that feelings and other things are far less important than interests in your mind."

"Are you wondering why I didn't reject your proposal this time?" Bai Zhou understood this way.

"No, no, I already know what happened between you and Sibila just now. However, the reason why you did not refuse has nothing to do with that matter. After all, you represent Frederick now. Even if we want to fight for it, we will only win the interests of the Holy Roman Empire, not your Western Qin tribe. But if you are representing the Western Qin tribe, I think you should ask us to send troops directly, at least to Adana to meet you, is what I said correct?"

Bai Zhou was speechless. The first time, when he was talking to someone, he was completely led by someone. Moreover, more importantly, Bai Zhou didn't know what he was going to say now, it wouldn't be to get close to him.

"A person who is interested in interests will be a good ruler or a good partner. Perhaps, under certain conditions, he is still a very loyal subordinate, but I want to know, are you tired of living like this?"

"It's very tired," Somehow, Bai Zhou said these two words. Perhaps in front of the Leprosy King, Bai Zhou thought he had nothing to hide: "But I have no choice. My nation is still too weak now."

"Look at it, there are actually many precious things in a person's life. You can't wait until you are like me, and you are about to reach the end of your life, and you realize that you have overlooked many beautiful things. At that time, you will regret it, I promise."

"The interests you pursue are actually no different from the ambitions of others. When you first came to Hungary, you thought about how to make your nation survive, but now you think about how to make your nation stronger. If you continue like this, then you will eventually be like Frederick, just like him, and recreate the territory of the Roman Empire, and continue to attack everywhere. In the end, do you think he is happy?"

Scenes passed by Bai Zhou's eyes, as if, indeed, I had missed something before.

"Everyone is different, and what they pursue is different. We have no right to accuse others of whether they are seeking justice or evil, but, Bai Zhou, I know, you have indeed missed a lot."

"How long have you been with those who love you around you not quietly accompanying them?"

"No, I don't know." Bai Zhou couldn't answer.

Caiwei, Fiora, and another scene passed by Bai Zhou's eyes.

Sonbothhei, by the river, Liechtenstein, and Bern, these memories do not seem to occupy much place in their hearts.

"A person's ambition is endless, but life is limited. A person who puts interests first in everything. When he gets old and cannot move in bed, he recalls his life. What a pale picture that you think is."

Bai Zhou was speechless.

"Okay, okay, I'll just talk about this, just treat it as a person who is about to meet God, and is just a piece of advice to a stranger who he is curious about." Du Bo looked at Bai Zhou quietly, hoping for something.

"Thank you." Bai Zhou also looked at Du Boan, a young man who was not much older than him, had the wisdom that was completely inconsistent with his age.

Difficulties make people grow. For a leper who has to be tortured every day, he has to think much more than others.

"That's it, by the way, please take me to say hello to Frederick. Although he was not here to help us, it was helpful to our Principality of Jerusalem, so thank him." Duboan was obviously a little tired.

"Don't your Highness know that there is a drug in our Xiqin..." Bai Zhou was filled with thoughts when Du Bo'an said something. Just as he was about to open the door and leave, he suddenly remembered that he had nothing to say.

"I know, Raymond has told me."

"Since that's the case..." Bai Zhou did not see a trace of excitement in Du Boan's pupils at all. This was not the reaction a patient should have after learning that he was saved.

"I know my own illness." Du Boan said lightly: "It is no longer something that can be cured by medicine. God will eventually call me to heaven. Of course, I think it is more likely to throw me to hell because I have thrown Jerusalem."

Speaking of this, the lonely eyes were like a hero in his twilight years, although he was only in his twenties.

Perhaps, the fall of the Holy City in his hands was a wound that he would never forget.

It is hard to imagine that this is the leprosy king who was once full of energy and fought Saladin and did not dare to advance westward.

The glory of the past seemed to have gone far away from him, and now the one who is lying in bed is nothing more than a dying person.

"Anyway, I have to give it a try."

Du Boan looked at Bai Zhou deeply and said slowly: "I'm just dead, no one can blame you, but if I died because of taking your medicine, aren't you worried about the consequences?"

In fact, if Du Boan had not said that just now, Bai Zhou's choice must have been an excuse to find an opportunity to go back because the medicinal herb was not carried with him. After all, compared with the benefits that Du Boan could regain, the risks that may be encountered were too great, and it was not worth Bai Zhou's risk at all.

But, can everything really be measured by whether it is worth it?

Bai Zhou only knew that if he didn't work hard, he would regret it one day.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried, but after hearing what you said, I always have to pay some tuition."

"Haha, if I really die unfortunately, I will let Berryon ensure you are safe."

Perhaps in Duboan's mind, Berryon is a real knight.

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Bai Zhou, Xibila, Raymond and others were waiting outside the door. Li Jin was diagnosing Du Bo'an's condition. Bai Zhou looked better, and Xibila and Raymond all had a look of anxiety on their faces.

"Sir, do you think my brother is really saved?" asked Sibila.
To be continued...