Greece’s Roman Road

After the beagle entered the cave, there was no movement at first. After a while, there was an intense and rapid "chirp" sound from the cave, accompanied by the barking of the hound.

Immediately afterwards, a red fox suddenly emerged from the cave, and the surrounding hounds saw this scene, and without waiting for the hunters' orders, they rushed forward quickly to encircle the fox.

One of the white and brown hounds became the lucky one, grabbed the red fox in one bite, ran to Constantine, held his head high, and proudly presented the result of the battle to the hunter.

"Good job, mate," Constantine praised without hesitation, squatted down, stroked Lucky's head with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and took the prey from his mouth.

Then he stood up, held up the prey in his right hand, and showed it to everyone.

The hunters cheered loudly, and the fox hunting operation was a complete success, successfully catching the red fox.

After a while, the beagle that got into the hole, wagging its tail, walked up to Constantine and barked "Wang Wang" at Constantine.

"Don't worry, I know that you also have credit, and you are a reward." Constantine bent down and stroked and comforted the beagle.

"Should we reward these hunters who have made great contributions, guys?" Constantine looked around at the hunters and asked.

"Of course, Your Excellency," Goldberry replied.

"Yes, for making a contribution, you will naturally be rewarded."

"Yes."

There was a sound of agreement all around.

Constantine handed the prey in his hand to Nina, who reached out and found it.

Then he squatted down between two hounds, one big and one small, and stroked their heads.

"Yes, you have made a contribution, and of course you have to reward it," Constantine said solemnly. This statement seemed to be admiring the hound, but when he spoke, he looked at the invited guests around him meaningfully. follow them.

Gao Bai Rui and Steve looked at each other with different expressions.

Standing up, Constantine opened the package on Helen's body, took out a piece of red pork sausage, held a dagger in his right hand, cut the sausage into pieces, and placed them in front of the big and small hounds.

The two hounds feasted and ate with relish.

The hounds around, barking, squatting or lying down, looked up enviously and watched them enjoy the food.

"Those who don't make contributions naturally have no chance to get rewards." These words seem to warn the other hounds around them to give up their unrealistic delusions.

"Are you right?" Constantine asked the surrounding guests for their opinions.

The invited guests were not from simple families, and most of them could hear what Constantine meant.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Duke, those who have not made contributions do not deserve to be rewarded," Costerbloom replied in the crowd.

The others remained silent.

Steve and Gao Bairui looked at each other, Gao Bairui shook his head.

When everyone saw Steve and Goldberry, they didn't respond, so they pretended to be deaf and dumb, just pretending they didn't understand.

Constantine took in all the reactions of the crowd and sighed in his heart, knowing that things would not go so smoothly.

As for Costerbloom's reaction, it was also expected by Constantine.

Alpha Bank is not as rich and deep-rooted as the National Bank of Greece. This bank has only been established for three or four years, and its business has just begun to develop. It is eager to open up the situation. What is more powerful than the combination of money and power?

The National Bank of Greece is different. This is a bank with decades of history. It does not want to be as eager as Alpha Bank. Anyway, they hold the right to issue currency, and they will always have a share of their own interests.

They all heard about Constantine's actions in Africa, although not in detail.

Constantine never revealed his ambitions in public.

Therefore, the African plan has been carried out secretly and quietly, only doing it but not talking about it. When it is a fait accompli and the countries coveting the Congo cannot stop it, it will not matter.

They still have doubts in their hearts. In their eyes, Greece, a small European country, wants to grab a colony in Africa, surrounded by wolves. In their eyes, it is too whimsical.

In their eyes, I am afraid that they regard the fifteen-year-old Constantine's plan as a game of urchins.

Although he had expected it, Constantine still felt a suffocation when he saw the scene in front of him.

But it wasn't that it didn't come to fruition at all, it was somewhat unexpected that Costerbloom was able to express his attitude in such a straightforward manner.

But if you think about the current situation of Alpha Bank, it can be understood.

They probably just felt that the goods were rare, and they probably didn't pay much attention to Constantine's African plan in their hearts.

More than that, I just want to take this opportunity to go online with the royal tower of the Greek palace and gain political benefits.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

But it doesn't matter. What they want is political support. What Constantine desperately needs is economic support.

"Well, gentlemen, let's rest for a while," Constantine said.

The hunting activity has come to an end. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's previous pursuit of red foxes, whether it was a horse or a hound, was very exhausting, and the hunters were also very tired.

Hearing Constantine's words, the servants who accompanied him on horseback took down the stalls they were carrying and spread them on the flat ground for everyone to rest.

Then he led the horse and tied it in the nearby woods to recover his strength.

Constantine, who was resting on the blanket, took the water bottle that Nina handed over and took two sips.

Lying on the blanket, watching the white clouds in the sky gather and disperse, the blue sky is like a large piece of pure and flawless blue gem, take a deep breath, the fresh fragrance of grass, wood and soil fills my chest.

In a relaxed and leisurely rest time, it seems that all thoughts have been dispelled at this moment.

Unconsciously, he completely relaxed, and Constantine, who narrowed his eyes, took a nap.

Nina held a piece of grass in her hand that was folded from nowhere, and quietly handed it to Constantine's nose, giggling and tickling.

"Ah," Constantine rubbed his sore nose and snatched the grass from Nina's hand impatiently.

But when he saw the shape of the grass in his hand, he was stunned.

The grass stem is straight, the upper part is multi-branched, and the small leaves are finely divided, showing an arrow-like shape.

A sense of familiarity came to my mind, where have you seen this thing?

Nina saw Constantine staring blankly at the grass in his hand, motionless, frowning, confused, wondering what happened to Constantine.

In the past, she used to play with Constantine, but she had never seen Constantine like this.

Constantine, who was holding green grass in his hand, looked at him and felt very familiar, but it was the green grass that could not be called by name, contemplative.

What is the name of this grass?

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