Chapter 849: 831 Premonition of danger

Chapter 849: 831 Premonition of danger

Chapter 849 831. Premonition of danger

Phobbe is no longer the little girl who just ran away from Cephalonia, a remote village in the ancient Greek era, to adventure.

She fully developed her talents under the guidance of Lan En, and relied on her excellent social skills to establish a small industry for herself and the orphans in the city of Athens.

Lane taught her the techniques of force, and the experience of working for Aspasia over the years allowed her to learn sensitivity to the atmosphere and careful thinking from this outstanding female politician.

Theres something wrong, Maurice Dieter.

Fauber said this to the person he was sending the message to.

The little girl frowned slightly and bit her lip subconsciously.

Now at the home of Maurice Dieter, this political ally of Pericles, like Pericles, although he has a lot of wealth, his ambition for political status prevents him from using the money for material enjoyment.

Instead, he just bought a small house without a courtyard on the side of the street in Athens to show that "disciplined poverty is better than undisciplined wealth".

Although the tapestries, the clay paving the floor, and the pottery placed in this small house are all of the highest quality in the city of Athens.

Now, Fubai was lying next to the carved wooden window of the small house, his eyes alert and careful looking out along the window edge.

At first glance, the situation outside seems normal.

The sunshine was dimmed by smoke and dust, and on the side of the originally neat and white stone paved avenue, many pottery pots filled with flower branches have now been removed. These decorations that cannot save Athens have been removed.

Instead, mugwort was added, a flame was lit, and the pungent but comforting smoke rose and drifted away.

On the main road, the sick and dead with dirty clothes and withered bodies were piled together and were also burned.

Those relatives and friends who were still reluctant to part with the deceased were beating their chests and feet crazily outside the fire, or kneeling blankly and looking at the fire.

Outside the small circle of people building around the fire, there are also some depressed and angry people who are moving around the city.

Some of these people were people who had to work out to make a living even when the plague was rampant, some were mobsters who took advantage of the chaos and wanted to make a fortune, and there were also fools who were aroused by Cleon's anger.

This is all normal, but for some reason, Fubai feels something is wrong.

"You'd better get your hired guards up to work, have them go with you, and start now. Rather than leaving them to guard this house while you go to the lecture."

The little girl turned her head seriously and gave suggestions to the person to whom she should send the letter.

The sense of crisis made Fubai, an adventurous little girl, become more calm and calm.

Her eyes were moving around covertly, but her body was walking on the street like a normal person.

With a 'stab' sound, she tore off a small section of the hem of her white skirt, then quickly tied the torn linen cloth around her face and covered her mouth and nose.

"I hope that the method Lan En taught me will be useful. I hope that if I am infected, he can cure me. No, of course he can cure me, but I cannot guarantee that I will not stay after being tortured by the plague. unmentionable disease."

Fauber murmured in a low voice, then frowned and squeezed towards the people on the street.

She was preparing to enter the crowd in order to confuse the sight of the observer who did not know where she was.

As long as she successfully escapes from surveillance, she can immediately show that she is more agile than a cat and escape.

But it was obvious that the people who were chasing him this time were not the kind of third-rate people who could be easily dismissed.

"ah!"

Short, painful and panicked screams came from the houses on the street.

This was a series of screams, and people on the street were not surprised, because in Athens today, home invasions, robbery and murder are nothing new.

People on the street didnt even have the curiosity to glance over there.

But Fu Bai, who was already crowded in the crowd, turned pale.

Because in this series of short screams, she heard the voice of the politician Maurice Dieter and the voice of the Egyptian guard.

Although Maurice Dieter did not heed a little girl's warning, he was a wealthy politician after all.

The escorts he selected were all expensive, and among them was an Egyptian who could successfully reach Athens from the sea in today's harsh situation.

Phoebe believed that if his story could be polished and told by Aristophanes, it would be a legendary drama.

But even a warrior of this level can only let out an astonishingly short scream?

Artifact.

Fauber could only think of this possibility.

The enemy is the person holding the artifact!

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