Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

"Where did you hear this skit?" Scathach was obviously unwilling to delve into this aspect, and she continued talking about Nero's previous topic.

"I'm sure you all know that our Sultan has had some mental problems recently. Just now, he handed over the military command of the entire Bursa to Nero."

"As for why he did this, this is not our question. Remember the messenger we met that day? Mashu."

"Well, Mr. Fatih, it's for the young and promising messenger."

"But so much time has passed, do you still think he is a messenger?" Scathach said with a smile. As early as when she first met him, the wisdom of the magic world had allowed her to see through the true existence of the messenger named Fatih.

"The master is right. In fact, just a few days ago, Mr. Fatih, no, Sultan Mehmed II came to see us."

The fact that Fatih had already contacted them was somewhat beyond Scathach's expectations. According to common sense, Chaldea should have contacted him first.

But looking at it this way, even he himself probably feels extremely dissatisfied with Osman's current situation.

"Then he really saves us a lot of effort." Scathach stretched out her hand, and a roll of parchment appeared in her hand.

"This is......"

"This is a map of the structure inside the Sultan's Palace. Let me remind you that it's not that simple."

Thinking of the scene she saw at that time, Scathach looked indescribably strange. Seeing this, Ritsuka stepped forward and asked:

"Is there any secret in there, Master?"

"If I say that the former Sultan, Murad II, is actually in the Sultan's palace, would you believe it?"

PS1: Paris Saint-Germain is aiming for the Champions League final!

PS2: I’m your fan, Eileen!

Chapter 085: The first step of the Bursa mutiny, the yellow robe and Fatih

For most Eastern European countries of this era, Murad II was a name that could not be avoided. The two battles in Varna completely destroyed the thoughts of most countries to provide assistance to Byzantium - even though he was no longer a sultan at that time, but a servant of the Saber class, he was able to beat them so hard that they dared not cry at night.

So at this special juncture, during the ten years since Muhammad stepped down and Erdogan came to power, the Ottoman Turks all miss the Sultan of the previous dynasty.

But if they knew that the Sultan they missed was as stable as a rock in the palace in Bursa, would they still have the same idea?

"If I remember correctly, the only person who fought Murad II that day was Mehmed II."

Recalling the scene that happened on the plateau of Ankara, Mashu would never have imagined that the two sultans and their sons would one day draw swords against each other.

"It seems that you haven't watched enough movies, Mash. Come review Star Wars with me when you return to Chaldea this time!"

"Master?" Ophelia asked Scathach.

"Well, this is worth a look. I have no objection to it."

Rarely, Scathach agreed with Ritsuka Fujimaru's statement, which was far beyond Ophelia's expectations. But this was not the end yet, Scathach continued to add.

"Ophelia, you can come and watch it when the time comes."

"Yes."

Although there was a film awards segment during the discussion, its impact on the main process was minimal.

"Master, how many guards are there in the Sultan's palace?"

"There are about 1000 of them, but because of Erdogan's recent perverse actions, there have been some discordant voices among the guards. If we tell them where Mehmed II is hiding, they will probably steal the yellow robe from Erdogan and put it on him."

These are what Scathach has observed in recent days. Although it sounds a bit magical realism, their trust in Scathach makes them believe this fact.

"I don't know if you still remember, Ritsuka, the reactions of the stall owners when they saw Fatih when you arrived in Bursa on the first day?" Tamamonomae said. It seemed that Nero's previous behavior did not have much impact.

“The reactions of the stall owners…”

"Fu-Fu-"

A white dog appeared out of nowhere, jumped onto the table arrogantly, picked up an apple from the plate and ran away.

"Senior, Fu Fu was like this the other day, and the stall owner not only didn't drive us away, but even let us take more."

"The stall owner who gave it away for free?"

Li Xiang remembered. Yes, everyone in Bursa had an extremely subtle attitude towards Fatih himself, but he couldn't tell exactly why.

"It's like everyone knows him..."

Ritsuka muttered about this, but Ophelia had an impression of it.

"Remember the soldiers around Mehmed II when we met him in the wilderness? These must have been the people he had when he was governor. Since they were still accompanying him on his travels ten years later, it is possible that they, as residents of Bursa, were accomplices."

"...Aoife means that everyone in Bursa is hiding such an open secret right under Sultan Erdogan's nose?"

Mashu suffered a great blow, which was beyond the scope of her little brain.

One thing that the whole city united to do was to conceal the whereabouts of a person for a full ten years.

How can this be?

"Mashu, it seems that this is the truth."

Nero said as he flipped through Scathach's battle results. When he came to the outer city guard strength, he couldn't help but have a headache.

"But the troops defending the city are not easy to deal with. Really, so many people are not sent to the front line but left here. Who will see it?"

Don't be too obvious when making indirect accusations.

"Isn't this already available?"

After someone said this, everyone looked at Comrade Elizabeth Bathory, who had been staying out of the matter.

"? What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me?"

At this time, Ritsuka Fujimaru patted Elizabeth's shoulders.

"Comrade Elizabeth Bathory, after careful consideration, the organization has decided to let you take charge of the outer city defense mission."

"Uh...why me?"

"According to unreliable information, they are all your fans and have admired you for a long time. As idols, we can't just sit there and wait for death!"

“Giving back to fans is what we should do!”

It took only a few words for Elizabeth to be fooled by Lixiang. She excitedly rushed to the practice room and said she wanted to practice.

"I hope they are okay."

Finally, based on the first-hand information provided by Scathach and after a long discussion, they came up with a plan:

"The first step is to use the news of the rebellion in Anatolia to have Elizabeth deal with the outer city garrisons who are unclear about their stance."

"The second step is to enter the inner city and eliminate the Sultan's personal guards and the hostile followers of Murad II."

"In the third step, the conqueror will be restored like lightning, and the true Sultan of Ottoman Turkey will return. And now the problem with this plan arises in the third step."

This plan is indeed very good, with careful consideration and clear division of labor. Everyone is very satisfied with it, but Scathach also has doubts about it:

“Will there be any loopholes?”

Nero answered confidently: "There will be no loopholes. This plan will definitely succeed! Now we just need to find Fatih..."

"The third step is to ask for my opinion? That can be ignored. Let's discuss how to do the second step."

Fatih said this at the door, carrying a basket of fruit.

PS1: “I am your father.”

This is from what Darth Vader said to Luke in Star Wars. Darth Vader is the villain in the Star Wars story, a lord of the Empire. Luke is the leader of the Anti-Empire Alliance, and they are father and son.

In the original Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, Darth Vader confronted Luke in Cloud City. When Luke was forced to the edge of a cliff, Darth Vader persuaded him to join the dark side, but Luke refused.

So there was this classic quote, and in the end Luke fell off the cliff with a look of reluctance.

By the way, does anyone still go to see this kind of old movie?

PS2: Black Wukong, the real return of the Great Sage!

Shut up and take my money!

Chapter 086 Long live Sultan Erdogan!

"So you are the new owner of the house next door. No wonder there have been noises of renovations coming from here these days."

After accepting the invitation of Fatih who had just moved into a new house, Ritsuka and her friends visited the house of their new neighbor in Bursa. No one had expected this: for Ritsuka Fujimaru and her friends, it was a pleasant surprise; but for Fatih, it was a road to restoration that started with promoting neighborly relations.

"This is really weird no matter which side you look at it from."

Inside the Chaldea control room, Romani, who came in with a bucket of instant noodles, couldn't help but feel surprised at this extremely strange development.

Well, the braised beef noodles in my hand still smells better. Thinking of this, Romani took a few more bites. He didn't understand why Alan kept whispering in his ear about boycotting this thing.

"Romani, do you feel that this scene is a bit familiar?"

Sion also came over with a bucket of instant noodles in her hand. They looked at the real-time computing scene on Sheba and chatted with each other from time to time.

"This is similar to something that happened in Ming Dynasty history."

"But at least the legitimacy is on our side, isn't it?" Romani was reassured that they were in Bursa.

"Besides, with Siskaha here, we won't go anywhere. We should worry more about those two people in Constantinople."

"Do Ritsuka and the others know about this?"

"Yes, but the truth is far from what they think."

She moved the coordinates in front of her from Asia to Europe, from Bursa to Constantinople.

"I hope that when that day comes, Ritsuka and the others won't be too shocked..."

She thought of some insignificant incident in her life during those fleeting days.

Actually, it happened 6 years ago in Rome. I remember that I had just come back from the convenience store downstairs in the hotel. As soon as I opened the door, I saw him yelling at the laptop screen.

"Sandbox game?"

"It's a historical strategy game. Don't just learn a new word and use it randomly, Romani."

She put the spoils she bought on the table, and looked at his hand curiously.

[The heir is sick]

[The heir Sulla is breathing heavily. He has been lying in bed for three days. His forehead reflects the eyes of his servants who are worried about Sulla's life. Something must be done, otherwise Sulla may not survive tonight.]

【Go get a trained doctor. 】

Pray for his life.

Under her curious gaze, he moved the mouse tremblingly and clicked on the first option.

"Quack, I'm CNM! Give my 555 God back to me!"

“Isn’t this archiveable?”

"I have been doing this from the time you went down to the time you came up." He gave up the idea of ​​saving the God in despair, and she was able to see the true appearance of the map.

"Is this... the Mediterranean?"

"Europa Universalis: Rome, set in the pre-Christian Roman era, is a perfect fulfillment of the desires of those who want to spread salt over the city of Rome."

"What if it's a script from 1444?"

"Of course, it's to kill Osman."

Romani looked towards Chaldeas, and the blue sphere just turned to the position of Europe. She looked there and thought of her own name.

I am also a smart guy.

“They won’t let us down.”

The inner city area of ​​Bursa, from Nero's residence to the Sultan's palace, is no more than 500 meters in a straight line. And at the time when Scathach took Ophelia out for exercise, it was the time for the Ottoman Turkish Sultan's court meeting.

Erdogan's physical function has declined seriously, but he still insisted on attending the meeting this time, because the successor to the empire will be decided at this meeting.

The court meeting was one-sided from the beginning, with most ministers advocating returning power to Mehmed II. In the absence of an heir to Sultan Erdogan, there seemed to be no better choice.

Since there is a majority, there will naturally be a minority. These minorities are all Erdogan's confidants, and they naturally disagree with this view. Regarding the Sultan issue, they insist that even if they go outside to find a brother of Mehmed II to be the emperor, they should not let that man come back here.

The ministers in the hall held different opinions and none of them would accept the result, so they started arguing in the court, just like the aunties bargaining in front of the stalls in the vegetable market. It seems that the courts all over the world are the same.

Erdogan, who was dying of illness, sat on the Sultan's throne. His body was no longer as good as before due to long-term bloodletting. He looked at the noisy people below with sorrow. He knew very well that whether they supported him or opposed him, they were fighting only for their own future interests.

In his view, these so-called scholars who are sanctimonious are just pawns in a game - the game of power. Everyone, including himself, is a member of the game, but he is still young and can still do it. It is far from the time for him to fall.