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"Everyone, does anyone need wheat wine?"

"Excuse me. I'll just drink some water. I have to be on duty tonight after all."

Leonidas looked embarrassed, and when Boudica was struggling, she saw Alvin's lip movements.

give it to me.

"Oh, I was inconsiderate. I heard that Anna was also a Servant, so I gave you wine subconsciously."

"In that case, Mr. Leonidas, would you like to try some of Byzantium's specialty drinks?"

"Well, you're welcome then."

Alvin took the wine jug from Boudica, worked in the kitchen for a while, and then poured the pure white liquid into Leonidas' wooden wine glass.

"Well, let's hold a small welcome banquet here to celebrate Alvin and Da Vinci's arrival in Constantinople during this time of crisis."

"Are you ready? Then everyone... Cheers~!"

"Cheers~!"

With a series of "tons, tons, tonnes" sounds, the welcome dinner finally began.

"Oh, it's delicious! It's even better after a hard day! I live for this glass of wine!"

"This wine tastes a little off..."

After taking the first sip, El-Melloi II noticed that the taste was a little different from the wheat beer he had drunk before. Compared with the previous one, this one had a stronger aroma.

Is it an illusion?

"This fish is so delicious! Although it looks like a river fish, it doesn't have any earthy smell and the fish meat is very rich. It's worthy of Lady Boudica!"

Although he was born in Florence, which was not far from Genoa, Leonardo da Vinci naturally had a special liking for swimming in the water, and he could naturally appreciate the mystery of it.

"Ahh, this lamb is also delicious and juicy!"

“It’s clear that there are no spices, but how is it seasoned? It’s really full of mystery and fun!”

Before the atmosphere reached its climax, the closed wooden door was knocked open.

"I gonna go see."

When Alvin opened the door, a man in a sky blue long-sleeved shirt waved to him.

"Can I come in?"

"It's fate that we meet by chance. Please come in."

The man went in, found a seat and sat down, then took the wine jug and poured himself a glass.

"Your Excellency, I offer you a toast."

When the two wooden glasses clinked together, no one except Alvin thought about what would happen next.

"So what was it replaced with?"

Boudica looked at the messy scene on the wine table, and her gaze gradually turned to the wine jug placed between them.

"Ahaha, maybe it's some kind of drink from the future."

Leonardo da Vinci laughed and looked back at the men while helping Boudica clean up.

"After you finish this cup, there's still one more cup. After you finish this cup, there's still three more cups. Let's see who falls first!"

"Is this the power of liquor?"

PS1: "Our liquor is amazing!"

PS2: In the past, people would listen to Norwegian Wood to hear the end of love. Now, people listen to Last Dance to hear the end of love. I wonder what song will be the most popular song in the next decade?

PS3: I have watched episode 3 of The Secret Corner and I can’t help wanting to read the original novel. What should I do?

Chapter 024 Night Talk: Istanbul

When Alvin opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a messy bed. He didn't make his bed when he got up in the afternoon.

Alvin closed his eyes, rubbed his temples and sat up, feeling the headache caused by the hangover tormenting every nerve like a saw. The severe headache after being drunk made his forehead throb again and again, and he had the urge to take his head off and kick it away.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he groped around in the moonlight and finally found a pack of soft cigarettes under his pillow. He put them together with the lighter in his pocket, closed the door and prepared to go upstairs.

Pushing open the door, the bright moonlight shone on him, while also covering the city. The glazed tiles of Hagia Sophia not far away reflected the light, but a huge shadow still covered the small house where he was.

Alvin climbed onto the roof smoothly along the surrounding round tiles. Although there was something behind him that prevented him from lying down, he could lean on it.

But when turning over the lighter, a big problem occurred.

"Where's my lighter?"

He put the cigarette down next to him and reached into his pockets, but there was nothing but air.

"Is it this one?"

A voice came from below.

The plain-looking brown man stood below, swinging a small silver object in his hand. With a slight force, the object drew a graceful arc in the air and fell into Alvin's hand.

"Thank you."

"Can I go up and sit down?"

"Please."

Compared with Alvin, his movements were obviously much smoother and simpler. It only took him two or three steps to sit next to him.

"Romulus Quirinus."

"Alvin Vasago."

It was just an ordinary encounter at the dinner party, but now it is our first meeting in the true sense.

"The wine tastes good and fragrant, it's a type I've never tasted before."

When I think of the pot of pure yet addictive wine I drank a few hours ago, I can't help smacking my lips. The fragrance lingers in the empty cup, and the taste is mellow, lasting and addictive.

The things I used to enjoy suddenly don’t smell good anymore.

"It's very troublesome to brew Maotai-flavor liquor, so it's a rare delicacy. But I didn't expect that the founder of Rome would drink at the same table with me."

"Although I am the supreme god of Rome and the one who rules over Rome, I never think of myself as pretentious. I won't say things like 'Please worship me properly'. It's good to maintain this kind of relationship."

After saying this, the atmosphere between the two of them became inexplicably harmonious, as if good friends who had not seen each other for many years had reunited. They talked about their daily experiences and encounters in singularities, but no one actually cared what they talked about specifically.

"Rider Boudica and Lancer Leonidas I are in charge of the defense of the city. El-Melloi II is the commander of the Heroic Spirits. And I..."

Romulus paused here, then stated his mission in a very apologetic tone.

"I will be in charge of the enemy's Saber Attila."

It must be very strange, even if it is not a crown spiritual base, it is undoubtedly an extraordinary level, but even so, Byzantium is still at a disadvantage.

"Is there something you can't tell me, or is this the only thing you can do?"

"Almost. In fact, it is also related to Constantinople."

"how do I say this?"

"I manifested in response to the Byzantine Empire's request to 'survive', but after manifesting, I sadly discovered that if I want to maintain human nature without any changes to the greatest extent possible, then..."

"Then the Byzantine Empire must have perished on May 1453, 5."

"...That's right, even if I were Rome, I couldn't change this outcome."

"But Attila's appearance gave you an opportunity."

"Yes, a chance to self-bind."

When he said this, his face looked bitter. Even if he really didn't mind in his heart, it was impossible for him to have no emotion at all.

"Although the Ottoman Empire had become the Hun Empire, Mehmed II, as the Sultan, did not die. When I met him in Bursa that day, he was an ordinary messenger, living a quiet life."

"You have also been to Bursa in person?"

"Yes, and there I met Nero Claudius."

It is a great irony that the emperor of the Roman Empire was summoned by the country that was about to destroy the Roman Empire.

"My beloved son. The one who embodies the glory and shadow of Rome. When I saw her expression from afar, I wondered what she must have felt. But this is the luckiest thing that could have happened. If more emperors had responded to the call, the situation would have really gotten out of control."

The God Ancestor kept shaking his head when talking about this. Alvin knew that he had not finished speaking, so he waited quietly.

"And just when I thought it was over, I saw the victorious Queen of Britannia on the walls of Constantinople, and though she was calm, though she hid it well, I saw anger."

"That is my sin."

At this point, Romulus sighed more frequently. Seeing this, Alvin took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. The God Ancestor did not hesitate. He took the cigarette, lit it, and started puffing away.

"Maybe our goals are not the same when it comes to this city, but we should be the same when it comes to human principles. Alvin, the human who has come from a distant world to visit this war-torn land, please forgive me for not being able to contribute to the protection of this city."

"...If it is about dealing with Attila, I will help you within my limits, but regarding the city of Constantinople, I will give this story the best possible ending."

"Thank you, Alvin."

"No need to thank me. It would be great if you could teach me the art of fighting."

Romulus was stunned when he heard this request, and then he smiled knowingly.

"If I am qualified."

"That's consent."

"Let's go together. Let me see your pace of progress."

......

"Sure, sure. What do you want?"

Leonardo da Vinci's brain was thinking rapidly, and the genius whispered the name of the last book in a daze.

"Kabbalah: Past and Present, Adam ha Rishon - The Common Soul of Adam, and..."

"The Key of Solomon"

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I guess Mr. Ma won’t be able to get a chance to be my boss in this lifetime.

PS2: EVA collaboration, the Honkai Impact rd collaboration is still fresh in my memory, but Honkai Impact rd collaboration... it seems like there is nothing interesting about it.

Has the theatrical version been made?

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Chapter 025 After 1204, Return to Venice

In front of the Charisius Gate, Alvin recalled the last time he saw the Emperor, which was three minutes ago.

"da Vinci."

"what happened?"

"Can you hit me? I want to see if I'm awake or not."

She had never seen such a strange request, so she stopped, put down the book, and turned to look at him.

"you sure?"

Hearing this, he nodded vigorously. Seeing this, Da Vinci did not hesitate and started pinching his face.

"Hoo, hoo, don't pinch here"

"You didn't say that."

Alvin, who had suffered a loss, scratched his head and accepted the reality. But compared with that incident, this was nothing.

"Why would you think of asking for help from those indecisive businessmen..."

After returning to his temporary residence in Constantinople, Alvin began to pack up his things, but there wasn't much to pack up.

"His Majesty the Emperor wants you to go to Venice?"

"exactly."

On the balcony on the third floor, the master and disciple were discussing this while smoking together, but it was more of a one-sided complaint than a discussion.