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

"Wow." He couldn't help but whistle.

You are really something, Mamtim II.

PS1: Jinjiang always comes up with something big

Now it's time to check if there are any problems with the previous chapters.

Now that I think about it, my complete inability to use GHS is not necessarily a talent.

PS2: Lulu's smile is life or death, League of Legends professional team

Once selected, it was like hearing the prelude of the black man carrying a coffin: "I'm glad to see you."

I'm glad to send you away happily.

The hero Lulu was chosen to be retired.

Chapter 095: Ritsuka Fujimaru ran away with Alvin!

"Sir, may I help you?"

"I'm here to find my friend, a woman with long black hair."

"Then I think I know who you are talking about."

This is a three-story restaurant that serves local cuisine. Alvin chose it not only because of its bustling location, but also because of its commanding heights.

After bringing Alvin to the second floor, he immediately saw the woman with long black hair who looked depressed and was casually picking up dishes from the plate in front of her with her chopsticks.

The waiter quickly brought him a pot of wine, then asked humbly, "Sir, do you need anything else?"

Alvin didn't say anything, just waved his hand. Seeing this, the waiter didn't stay and turned around and left.

After the waiter left, Alvin put down the wine jug and sat down opposite Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Why do you look so sad?"

"You know exactly why this is happening, Alvin." Ritsuka sulked, making crisp sounds with his chopsticks in the bowl.

"The Mongol conquest did have some benefits. I can't eat with my hands. You know, the death rate in the bright Middle Ages was as high as 40%."

"Turkish cuisine is one of the three major European cuisines. It's really not good for you to do this, Lixiang." Alvin called the waiter.

"Would you like some kebab? I just saw Doner Kebap (the kind of kebab you eat in China) downstairs."

"As you please."

Turkish cuisine is very famous in the world. Although the carefully prepared dishes look very simple, the delicious taste of the fresh ingredients is unmatched by ordinary delicacies.

"One Sis Keba, one Adana Kebap, and finally two bowls of salad soup. Oh, and add some anise liquor to it."

When the waiter brought the pot of wine up, Lixiang saw Alvin pouring the wine with a leisurely look on his face, and said with envy: "You know exactly what will happen during this period of time."

"What happened? I just came to meet a friend today."

"Friends?...I hope it's more than that." Fujimaru Ritsuka muttered quietly.

The three-story building where Alvin and Fujimaru Ritsuka were located was the largest consumer place in Bursa. Anyone who came here to consume was either a prince or a noble or a child of a wealthy family. The reason was simple: the Sultan's royal family was behind this store.

So anything that happened here, including the meeting between Fujimaru Ritsuka and a stranger, might have reached the ears of the new Sultan.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Alvin's pot of wine was already empty. Lixiang on the side looked at the bowl of thick soup. She looked at the color of the soup, then leaned in to smell it. When she saw the pair of chopsticks next to it, she couldn't help but shake her head and chuckled.

Alvin kept smiling faintly and turned slightly to the side. There was no unusual movement on the street, so the current situation seemed to be fine.

Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the spoon beside him, scooped a spoonful of the thick soup, blew on it, and slowly put it into his mouth.

"It tastes good. Um, Alvin, don't you want to have some?"

"I have already started eating."

"Ding Ding--" Li Xiang knocked on the bowl in front of Alvin. The bowl was empty, even the thick soup was untouched.

"Really? Then let me try it."

She held the spoon in her mouth and drank the soup, but she didn't let go. She held the spoon in her mouth and licked the soup in the spoon with the tip of her tongue. After licking it, she still didn't let go. She bit the spoon, half lowered her head and looked up at him.

He smiled bitterly and could only put down the wine. Then he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of roast meatball, put it into his mouth, and savored it carefully, with a smile on his lips. Then he stretched out the chopsticks again, slowly put it into his mouth, and chewed it politely. Finally, he picked up the small bowl beside him, picked up the spoon, and drank the soup spoon by spoon.

"That's all, I guess."

"Uh-huh!"

People were constantly coming in and out of the first and second floors of the hall. Looking at those figures coming in and out, Alvin felt no wavering in his heart.

You know, Fujimaru Ritsuka's current identity is one of the important members of the royalist faction, and this guy of unknown origin is having a good chat with Ritsuka here, which is bound to make people suspicious.

Thinking of this, Alvin shook his head, leaned out of the window, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and started enjoying it.

But it didn't take long before he had to finish smoking it in big gulps and throw it away because Ritsuka kept pointing his finger at him.

"Alvin—"

"Minors are prohibited from smoking and drinking. And if I turn you into a Shibuya-style person, everyone in Chaldea will kill me."

"It's okay to look like Namie Amuro. A tight short dress that shows off her body curves and a contrasting brown hair and tan skin like Yamato Nadeshiko. Just thinking about it makes me feel good."

"Why do you have such 1996 thoughts..."

Alvin was ashamed of Lixiang's whimsical idea. At this moment, the sound of musical instruments suddenly rang out on the street, followed by a team of soldiers in red clothes coming out and starting tonight's performance!

"It's the Mehtel Military Band." Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured. "They're coming."

In 1289, the King of Anatolia sent a special trumpet corps to Osmangazi, the founder of the Ottoman Empire. This was the predecessor of the Mehter Band, which became famous for one of the oldest military songs, Ceddin Deden.

"You still have time to run, Alvin."

"What about you, Ritsuka?"

The military band was walking towards the street with their unique pace, and as the music got closer, it even started playing automatically in Alvin's mind.

As Alvin watched, he suddenly stood up, as if he was going to do something.

"Ritsuka, do you want to play a big game with me?"

"That depends on the extent of it."

Lixiang smiled, she finally recovered some of her memories of fighting with him. She hugged Alvin beside her, her eyes fixed on the military band that was about to arrive downstairs. The leader with a knife was already impatient.

"boom--"

A window was broken by someone. Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, Alvin whistled, and then, holding Fujimaru Ritsuka, he ran away from the house along the street in full view of everyone.

"Are these people stupid? Why are they just watching?" Alvin complained.

"I think I need to do something." Ritsuka cleared his throat. "I hope this helps."

"Help me—!"

Chapter 096 The Elegy of Idealists

Seeing Alvin climbing over the rooftops along the street, the Sudanese guards who were about to take action were stunned.

This is the ally that the Sultan specifically named to be well protected. No, what is even more outrageous is that someone actually dared to do such a thing under the noses of the Guards!

This is an act of hostility towards the entire Sultan's Guards!!!

Perhaps seeing that this group of people were still unmoved, Alvin decided to add a bit of spice. He simply picked up Fujimaru Ritsuka horizontally by the waist...

"what!"

Being suddenly hugged by Alvin like this, Ritsuka was stunned at first, and then he cooperated and exclaimed.

"Haha, I didn't expect that such a pretty girl could be found in such a small town like Bursa."

Alvin, who was hugging Fujimaru Ritsuka, was so happy that he whistled as he looked at the stunning beauty so close to him.

"Little girl, from now on, you are mine, hahaha..."

"Who are you? Let me go..."

Ritsuka blushed at Alvin's words and kept hitting Alvin's chest. The guards finally came to their senses at this moment.

"Where did you come from, you guy? Hurry up and put this lady down!"

I saw an enthusiastic spectator jumping down from the second floor, but he was not so lucky. He jumped down, showing his heroic spirit one moment, and fell to the ground with a thud the next moment, screaming in pain.

As the passerby fell, the other Ottomans who were exhausted also woke up and climbed up the house.

Facing these people who finally reacted, Alvin showed no fear. Instead, he looked down at the speechless Ritsuka in his arms, gently stroked her hair, and said softly, like the male protagonists in Jin Yong's novels, "Don't be afraid, my beauty. I will take you away from this dangerous place!"

"They're going to catch up if you keep pretending, Alvin."

"Do I really not have this talent?" Alvin still did not give up, he was still busy adding drama to himself.

"Haha, Ritsuka, you're hugging me so tight, are you going to marry me?"

"I..." Ritsuka blushed, and her embrace around Alvin loosened a little. She did not object to this sentence.

"Don't let go."

At this time, Alvin immediately reminded her.

"It's time for us to go."

Seeing this, Li Xiang didn't dare to relax anymore. Her beautiful eyes looked at Alvin pitifully without blinking.

"Is this enough?"

"Enough... Enough, that's enough."

To be honest, Alvin didn't think at that time that it would be so easy to "snatch" Ritsuka away, but the fact is that nothing happened until tonight.

"You look disappointed."

Lixiang came back with a bag of barbecue pancakes. Crickets climbing the wall was no longer a big deal for her.

"Yeah, it's so disappointing. I didn't expect that no one would catch up." Alvin took the pancake handed to him by Ritsuka, and the two sat side by side on the roof.

There are bright stars in the sky and city lights in the distance, but none of this has anything to do with them.

"From the reactions of those Yerichenians today, I can see that you are doing well. I feel relieved."

"So what were you thinking at first? Were you going to jailbreak?"

"I almost went, haha."

Time passed silently. Until the moon and stars filled the sky, most of the lights in the city had gone out. Fujimaru Ritsuka cherished this time very much. She knew in her heart that after this unexpected meeting, the next time they met would be at the gates of Constantinople.

She respected the choices of Alvin and Da Vinci, but she still couldn't understand why they firmly chose the Byzantine side even though they knew the outcome.

"If you have any questions, just ask, Ritsuka. It's not good to hold it in."

Alvin lay on the roof with his eyes slightly closed. It was really distressing to see Ritsuka Fujimaru seeming to be hesitant to speak today.

Although he knew what Ritsuka's inner problem was.

"Maybe you already know this, Alvin, but I still want to ask, why did you and Leonardo choose Constantinople?"

She sat down next to Alvin, who wouldn't object anyway.

“Why choose Constantburg…?”

Is it just because of that "jingluo" who just follows the crowd?

Or is it the so-called reverse movement?

No, these are not the correct answers.

"...Ritsuka."

"I'm here."

"Have you read Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Well, or perhaps, as you would say, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms adapted by Yoshikawa Eiji?"

Alvin's question sounded a little confusing, but Li Xiang still answered him honestly. She knew that nothing happened without a reason.

"From the novel to the game, to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the real Records of the Three Kingdoms, I have read them all."

"Did you find any difference here?"

How could there be no difference? I remember when I was in primary school, I kept crying while reading the novel. I remember that I couldn't read any more after seeing the Prime Minister's death in Wuzhangyuan.

Not only I couldn't stand it, even the adapter couldn't stand it. By the time I finished reading the entire "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it was already that time in Chaldea.