Section 26 of perfume

The levy of the Crescent Congregations was unexpectedly successful. Because of the long-term religious oppression, these Crescent Congregations were unable to carry out their own beliefs, so Queen Sophia's policy made both sides relax and relax. The venue for the Knights' Competition outside the Antioch Castle was also built. The wooden stands and venues were enough to accommodate the knights from the Antioch territory. The nobles who did not follow the old duke to fight in various places also rode their horses and brought their wives and daughters to this beautiful castle. The lively scene attracted Sudanese merchants with a keen sense of business. For them, war was just a matter between the Sultan and the Antioch nobles. They just needed to make their own money.

The various beautiful fabrics and ivory luxury goods brought by the Sudanese were also very useful to the Antiochs. The Teutonic Knights from far away West were also attracted by these rare treasures. They bought some things with the silver sect and prepared to leave them as their heirlooms for their children in the future.

"The Sudanese merchants are really profitable." Baron Liugudi and Schwab stood on the city wall together, looking at the merchants wearing wide Sudanese robes, with thick beards, constantly picking up the colorful Persian carpets and shouting at the knights.

"I remember we had a box of perfume made in Mark, so let the bald Otto take it to the market for sale." Schwab felt it didn't matter. If there was no benefit, why would these merchants come to the enemy's territory?

"It's the Count, and that kind of perfume has never seen these pagans before. Haha, maybe it can make a lot of money."

"What are the two adults talking about?" At this moment, a woman's voice came from behind. When Schwab heard this voice, she couldn't help but frowned into a bump. No need to ask if that was the Latina dancer like a maggot.

"We're talking about perfume." Baron Liugudi said with a smile. The scene was so interesting. Now Schwab saw Latina and would take a detour. The fearless count on the battlefield was now in the hands of a dancer.

"Oh? What is perfume? Is it a certain spice?" Like all women, Latina also became interested in the fragrance. She twisted her snake-like thin waist and walked to the middle of the two, opening her big eyes like a deep sea black pearl, looking at Schwab's serious face.

"Not beautiful Latina, it's completely different from spices. It is extracted from flowers and is the first of its own creations." Baron Liugudi explained. Although Schwab felt that it was a waste to explain this to a dancer, Baron Liugudi was a very graceful gentleman.

"That's not something you can afford." Schwab said mercilessly. Even after saying it, he felt that he was too much, but this woman named Latina always gave him a feeling of discomfort.

"Hmph, what a stingy guy." Sure enough, Schwab's words angered Latina. She turned around and left angrily, leaving only a beautiful figure for the two men.

"I remember you are finally generous to women, why?" Baron Liugudi asked curiously.

"My friend, aren't we having enough problems now?" Schwab waved and said impatiently. When he proposed to reinforce the old duke, the foolish palace minister instigated Queen Sophia to reject him. Should he let the Teutonic Knights he built have rot in this damn castle? Schwab couldn't help but curse in his heart that the Knights Templar and other Crusaders would definitely exclude the Teutonic Knights after the arrival of him. He must be prepared. If he really doesn't work, leave Queen Sophia and find Saladin to fight him alone.

"Sir, you are too anxious recently. Don't worry, God has his own arrangements." Baron Liugudi patted Schwab's shoulder, trying to comfort his monarch and friend.

The knights with various flags in the distance were wearing their best armor and brought their servants to the Antioch Castle. They wanted to get good results at the martial arts competition as a way to make themselves famous. Of course, it would be the best if they could win the favor of Queen Sophia.

"Chief, look at so many knights, who will win the championship?" In the bedroom of the dancers in the castle, the women said excitedly through the hollow wooden windows. Even the killers who have been trained since childhood still have expectations for the knights in bright armor. But Latina sat on the carpet in depressed mood. The women next to her saw that her mood was a little gloomy and quickly retreated from the window. They knew that this was the master who controlled his life and death.

"What happened to my good leader?" the dancers asked curiously.

"You go to the market immediately. If there is a Westerner selling something called perfume, buy it immediately." Latina pointed to her subordinates and ordered them to buy herself the perfume that Schwab said. Schwab's sarcasm angered the leader of Sakhasin, who never cared about men. Her wealth was not a problem even if she bought a castle, but the country bumpkin actually looked down on her, which made her feel more and more frustrated. At that moment, she almost forgot her mission to get here and pulled out her dagger.

"Yes, leader." The dancer quickly put his right hand on his chest, knelt down and went backwards, and went to the market to buy perfume as Latina told him. Of course, in order not to reveal his identity, the dancers dressed up specially, just like women who were businessmen.

They easily found a place to sell perfume because it was crowded with curious people, which could withstand ten times the smell of spices in just one drop. Even nobles in the hot desert will emit an unpleasant smell. Usually nobles and wealthy merchants can only buy spices and let women incense their clothes. Even so, they cannot cover the smell of sweat odor.

"The price is too expensive, eight hundred silver shops?" People were talking to each other in amazement. The price of a small bottle of perfume was enough to buy two pairs of chain armors. Even rich merchants couldn't accept this price.

"But this fragrance is really special. It's the real smell of flowers, which is different from spices." Some businessmen are interested in this liquid contained in beautiful glass bottles, and they are already planning to buy it.

In a short while, these perfumes from far away West were sold out. Some noble knights who could afford the price could not wait to sprinkle the perfume on their hair and bodies. The fragrant knights immediately attracted the attention of women.

"Is this the perfume?" Latina said incrediblely with the bottle of perfume. She spent 800 silver stools little by little. This Earl Schwab really makes money.

"Yes, the leader, just one drop can make the whole room full of fragrance." The dancer spread his hands and explained to his leader.

"Oh, I'll take a look. I hope these 800 silver sacs are worth the price, otherwise I will definitely ask Schwab's head." After Latina said, she used her slender fingers to lightly uncover the bottle cap, and the aroma of the lily came to her nose. Latina was also intoxicated by this perfume.

In the castle of Antioch, dinners were held in the evening to entertain nobles and knights from all over the world, and hundreds of noble nobles and knights attended the dinner, listening to music in their ears, eating food from plates, watching the belly dances of dancers, and the funny performances of court clowns. All of this seemed to have happened in peacetime, and the army of Saladin hundreds of miles away seemed to be non-existent.

"Oh, Count Schwab, you are here too." Just as Schwab stood bored next to the courtyard, looking at the noisy people around him, a light figure floating beside him, wearing a fiery red dance dress and wheat-colored skin. Isn't that entangled dancer? But Schwab felt something was wrong.

"Hello, ma'am, don't you have your performance?" Schwab said with a glass of wine.

"Of course, shouldn't I say hello to see the noble Count?" Latina blinked, and her long black eyelashes made her eyes even more charming. The two Antioch nobles were involuntarily attracted by her when they saw the beautiful Latina.

"Hello, ma'am, can I be lucky enough to know you?" The nobleman was wearing a robe imitated by the Sultans, but the gold embroidered patterns on the robe and the huge gem pendant hanging around his neck seemed to show off his noble blood and social status. On the contrary, looking at Schwab, he looked like a small country nobleman, and simple noble clothes could be seen everywhere.

"Who are you?" Latina asked curiously.

"This is the Duke of Bellason from the north of Antioch." The nobleman next to him immediately raised his head and announced his identity to Latina. When he heard this name, the Antiochs around him exclaimed.

"You can see that you are noble." Latina stretched out her hand gracefully. The duke hurriedly held Latina's little hand and kissed her constantly, "Look, how enthusiastic you are, unlike some indifferent people."

"Hmph." Latina's joke made Schwab even more uncomfortable, and this also attracted the attention of the Duke of Bellathon.

"The people of the Bellason family are all very well-educated nobles. Unlike some rural nobles, who thought they could become kings here after running out of the mud on the Western continent." The Bellason duke stood up and looked arrogant. He looked down on those adventurers from unknown origins from the West. They all claimed that they had noble blood, but were actually just rural bullies.
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