Pedro felt that this was the best night he had slept in the past few days. If a fly named "Chechen" hadn''t been exchanging in his ear.

    "Uncle, uncle. Wake up."

    The fly was not only barking, but also moving its hand. Pedro felt the whole world shaking.

    "Don''t, don''t bother me."

    Pedro waved to drive the flies away.

    But the "fly" is getting worse.

    When Chechen saw that Pedro didn''t wake up, he twisted up Pedro''s ear with his hand.

    Now, under the pain of eating, Pedro could no longer sleep safely.

    "Chechen, why don''t you let your uncle have a good sleep."

    Pedro raised his head and said discontentedly.

    But when he saw the scene around him, his mouth was open enough to put down an apple.

    Although it was the morning of the next day, Cherchen and others simply cleaned the restaurant. But the only dead bear in the restaurant is shocking enough.

    The bear killed by Chechen still fell on the floor of the restaurant. The blood under it has dried up and turned black. At the tail of the bear, colorful intestines flow out of the body, like earthworms on the ground.

    "Well, what''s the matter?"

    After a while, Pedro came back and asked Cherchen.

    "The old woman and his sons are really not good people..."

    Cherchen told Pedro exactly what happened last night.

    A large part of this was what Chechen heard from the three prisoners and the little women.

    This manor is really a bandit''s nest. On weekdays, the old woman and the little woman go out to look for prey. They deliberately plunged their carriage into the pond, and then, as Pedro said, if it was a single traveler, they smashed the traveler with an iron hammer hidden in their sleeves and robbed him of his belongings when he got into the cart. And if she met groups of passers-by, like Chechen and his gang, the old woman would deceive them into the manor, intoxicate them with wine, and then kill them.

    "So I almost went to see God yesterday."

    After listening to Che Chen, Pedro was afraid. He really wants to slap himself now. Originally, I was full of uniformity with the two women, but when I came to the manor, I couldn''t control myself as soon as I saw the wine. Fortunately, Chechen is smart, which didn''t let everyone die in this wilderness.

    "What about fedot and Fatima? What are they doing now?"

    Pedro looked left and again and found no trace of the two companions. He asked hurriedly.

    "They''re in the basement. Uncle, you don''t know how many good things we found in their basement."

    Speaking of the things found in the basement, even Cherchen, who doesn''t pay much attention to money, is very excited.

    Because there are too many good things in it.

    Not to mention Taylor as a currency, gold rings and bracelets alone have two full leather pockets. There are velvet, fur, honey, tobacco and other valuables.

    "According to Ingrid''s estimation, the value of those things is almost more than 10000."

    "More than ten thousand Taylor!"

    Pedro was also shocked by this figure. Immediately, he thought how many evil things these people had to do to accumulate such a great fortune.

    "Show me."

    Pedro wanted to see the "ten thousand Taylor" with his own eyes. He stood up with his soft legs and urged Cherchen to take him to the basement.

    Chechen couldn''t, so he had to take Pedro out of the door. It''s daybreak outside. In the patio, a strange girl was directing the three prisoners to carry their belongings, which were stacked in the patio box by box.

    "Who is this girl?"

    "She''s Ingrid. She used to be a quartermaster. She was rescued by us in the basement. There''s also a doctor named salben. They were kidnapped by these gangsters and locked up in the basement to sell to slave traders."

    Pedro nodded. Women, especially young women, are really good goods in the eyes of some people.

    At this time, fedot poked his head out from behind the mountain of belongings. It turned out that he was sitting in the back smoking.

    "Pedro, you''re awake. You slept like a pig yesterday." fedot joked to Pedro.

    In fact, fedot is not much better than Pedro. He was also drunk in a mess, but he got up more than an hour earlier than Pedro.

    But Pedro didn''t know that. He took fedot''s words seriously and blushed with shame.

    "Oh, by the way. Uncle, we''d better go and meet the prince soon." Chechen said to Pedro.

    "Prince? What prince?" Pedro was a little strange. Did these bandits kidnap a prince?

    "It''s the wounded old man we rescued. Do you know who he is? He''s Prince yanush raziwiu and Michael. No, his real name is Mikhail vorodyavsky." Cherchen said excitedly.

    Cherchen was more excited than Prince kianush raziweu to meet Mikhail vorodyavsky. Because this is one of the heroes of zbalari, the legendary sword God, which Colonel Franco once talked about.

    After sharing weal and woe last night, Mikhail vorodyavsky regarded Cherchen as a truly trusted friend. He no longer conceals and tells Cherchen the true identity of himself and the old man.

    In the battle of shkolov, the prince''s army was defeated by the army of Czar Russia several times its own. At that time, Mikhail vorodyavsky led a team to escort the prince to break through the siege, and their people became fewer and fewer. Finally, only Mikhail was still escorting the prince. They were alone. For fear of being intercepted by the Tsarist Russian army, they didn''t dare to return directly to Werner. They had to detour a long way. Only then did they meet Cherchen and Pedro.

    "Take me to your royal highness." Pedro was thirsty. A prince, and a prince of the raziweu family, which is one of the richest families on the continent. I and my nephew saved such a great man. How much glory and wealth are waiting for me!

    Pedro hurriedly pulled Cherchen to the prince''s rest room. He didn''t even have the interest to look at these mountains of property.

    Pedro went to the door, which was open, and the knight mihau stood outside. Inside, a guy with only a lock of hair on his head sat next to the prince and was talking to the prince. Prince yanush raziweu''s face is much better than yesterday.

    "My king!"

    Pedro fell to his knees with exaggeration and walked into the room on his knees.