Roger said shamelessly: "Have you never heard of that famous saying?

"The ones who know you the most are not only friends, but also enemies."

He once again held Varka's head and leaned closer, comforting him like his closest friend:

"So I know she loves you very much, so you should ask her in person."

But Varka fell into decadence again like mud that could not be supported by the wall.

He murmured, "What else is there to ask? It's already like this."

Roger slapped Valka in the face with a "slap".

Then he leaned closer to the other person's nose, spitting on the other person's face, and said almost like a roar: "You are a coward!"

Roger's sensitive ears heard the surrounding Varka's personal guards stirring.

He was a little worried that any of the personal guards would attack him desperately.

But he could still hold it back and didn't look around.

He just stared into Varka's eyes.

He said in one breath like a cannon: "Do you know, when I first saw you, I thought you were very brave.

"You dare to rush in and out of the battlefield controlled by the enemy and save your compatriots alone. You are a hero.

“You were brave when you saw you the second time.

“Masoud has fled, but you are still fighting.

“So I always think you are a warrior.

“But now, I think I’ve misunderstood, you’re a coward!

"You dare not face reality, you are afraid to hear Gursa say to you with your own ears that she doesn't love you.

"But she loves you. When she hears you die, think about how sad and painful she will be!

“She might even go to die for you!

"Do you want her to die in pain?!"

Varka repeated like a mechanical one: "No, no."

Roger has completely controlled the rhythm of the conversation.

He guided him like a command:

"You go find her now, face her directly, and listen to her sentence on you with your own ears.

"If she says she doesn't love you, although it's impossible, you can also die calmly without worrying that Gursa will suffer from it.

"If she says she loves you, you should take her away and help her out of that luxurious cage."

For a moment, Roger felt that he had succeeded.

He looked at Varka's expression as if he had been moved.

But then Varka fell into depression again.

He smiled bitterly with tears in his eyes and said, "Even if she loves me, where can I take her?"

“Her parents won’t allow us to return to the tribe.

“Masoud would not tolerate both of us continuing to stay in the Kingdom of Rom.

“Even the entire Arab world, there is no way to accommodate a defected princess and her lover.

"She followed me and could only live a life of no place to live and keep running away."

Roger sincerely advised: "Then you can go to the Christian world."

Varka went from a bitter smile to a smirk, saying: "How could the Christian world accommodate two of us Romas, let alone my hands were covered with Christian blood."

Roger tempted, "If I say, there is a place where Christians and Mullins live in harmony, their churches are close to each other, and believers live happily together, without hatred, without dispute.

"Would you like to go to a place like that?"

Roger saw that as he told him, a look of yearning appeared on Valka's face.

But the other party asked with doubts: "You are talking about the heaven of you Christians. It is impossible for such a place to exist in this world, right?"

Roger grabbed the other person's shoulder and told him with certainty:

“Yes, right in the center of the Mediterranean, there is an island called Sicily.

"Although the lord there was Christian, his men were Mullins and Jews.

“That was the only Count in the entire Christian world who had not declared war on the Arabs.

“There are all people living together happily, regardless of faith.

"You can take Gulsa there."

Varka hesitated and said, "Is this true? Is there really such a place?"

Roger persuaded with great sincerity: "Why not go and see it with your own eyes?

“When you get there, just find a mosque and go in and pray.

"Then you talk to Imam and hear how he judged the Earl of Sicily.

"You can't believe my words, don't you believe Imam's words?"

Roger said sincerely, but he was thinking in his heart that all the imams in Sicily, like all the priests in churches and rabbis in synagogues, have been punished by me, and who dares to say bad things about me?

Varka was obviously moved, and light came out of his eyes, sweeping away the dead energy that had originally filled his eyes.

Roger struck while the iron was hot, he drew his sword, reversed the hilt, and handed it to Varka.

He said: "My relationship with the Earl of Sicily is extraordinary.

"You go to him with my sword, and he will definitely help you and Gursa.

"I swear to Christ that He will treat you like his friends."

Varka took the sword, he looked at the amber on the hilt of the sword, and smiled and said, "Your sword is a bit low."

Roger blushed and said, "It's just a token, what are you calculating about?"

So Varka jumped out of the pit with his sword.

He turned around and said to Roger, "Thank you, brother.

“If Gursa is willing to follow me, I will take her to Sicily.

"If she doesn't want to, I will end myself with your sword."

So Varka left with his personal guard.

Roger sat down at the bottom of the pit.

He looked up at the blue sky.

He thought, I survived.

Roger waited until Valka left for a long time before he recovered.

He asked Henk to squat down and step on the other person's shoulder, trying to get out of the pit.

When his upper body was exposed from the ground and was about to step on his feet, his sensitive ears heard "rattle" in the woods as if someone was walking around.

He turned his head and saw a little cold star.

He ran around with his back.

The cold star is growing rapidly.

Roger immediately sat down.

He hit the Henk below and fell to the ground.

A feather arrow flew over his head.

Roger got up in a hurry.

He thought, wasn’t Varka already done?

Could it be that Varka's men are coming to trouble him again?

His hands were lying on the edge of the pit, and his feet stepped on something randomly, just so that he could stick his head out and look around.

However, as soon as his head emerged from the edge of the pit, his sensitive ears heard a "buzzing".

Almost subconsciously, Roger squatted down.

Another arrow flew over his head.

Roger saw nothing.

But he roughly judged that the other party should have only one person.

Roger wondered what to do now?

His brain was running rapidly.

He seemed to hear Henk's humming, as if he was talking to him, but he had no time to pay attention, and he was busy thinking about countermeasures.

But Henk's scream became louder and louder, like the thunder in the clouds getting closer and closer.

"Captain, leader, it hurts, it hurts."

Roger said impatiently: "I'm thinking, don't interrupt me!"
To be continued...