Chapter 576 Princess Alfafu

Baghdad was rich. The wealth accumulated by the entire Arab Empire for 300 years was concentrated here and in the hands of the Caliph Mustalshin. This should be a satisfactory life, but when you are too rich, you have to worry about becoming a prey in the eyes of others.

Therefore, one night, Zhao Fubo had just arrived in the circular city of Baghdad. The next morning, the Caliph Mustashin was already considering what kind of policies should be used to deal with him.

"That Governor of Aden, he only brought more than 30 people here. The one who came with him was the Sultan of Syria. I really didn't expect that the cowardly deposed Azam Tulansha would actually lose half of his country!"

The person who spoke was his son Odurahomen. What he said was that according to the news, Azam Tulansha Sultan, had lost the entire Egypt. And there had become an independent "Holy Kingdom of Egypt", and from then on it was no longer just a paradise for the Arabs.

This incident caused a response from leaders of certain sects in Baghdad. Of course, it was not praising Zhao Fubo. At the same time, the force Zhao Fubo possessed was also described by them as the devil's ability.

Caliph Mustashin smiled thoughtfully as he listened to his son's words. Although he was just a monarch who guarded wealth, he was the monarch of a country compared to his son. Therefore, he would not easily judge whether the Aladdin Emperor, who was fully supported by the three forces of Aden, the Kingdom of Egypt and Syria, was a worthy guy to deal with.

Although he had a smile on his face, he didn't like his son's easy judgment. At least he wanted to have someone he could trust to deal with that guy. Therefore, when he looked at his son, he looked at him with expectant eyes.

"You might try to deal with him. I heard that he is very young, only 17 years old. I think he should have many things to talk about with those of you in the academy!"

At this time, the prince of Oduraho was struggling to fight a piece of meat that had just been taken out of the plate. He used his right hand to eat, and was destined to not eat too hot food. Then, he stretched out his hand and went to get the cup beside him.

"Use this!"

Although his son was not very good, Caliph Mustashin signaled him to wipe the oily hands clean with the paper from the cardboard box. This was a new trouble for the Arab nobles. Although they could not use chopsticks used by some of the less particular civilians, they also had no chance to taste the deliciousness of teppanyaki.

When Caliph Mustashin was in the palace of the Euphrates, he liked to eat those things. Naturally, he would not grab them with his hands, because in that case, his fingers would soon become ripe.

"Father, I don't think we have to pay too much attention to him. The guy who can get along with the useless Azam Tulansha is not worth our attention!"

Caliph Mustasin didn't say much. As the spiritual leader of the Arab Empire at this time, it was his habit of dealing with things. However, in his heart, he had already thought of the person who relieved his worries. Although his few adult sons were not good, Allah was finally good to him, and he had a daughter. And this daughter...

“My Allah…”

The eldest prince Odulahomen muttered, and then choked by the drink he had just drunk. With a violent cough, the person who had just made him scream came from beside the dining table. He was a young and handsome Arab warrior, smiling when he looked at his brother. Although no one could see her mockery, the tone of his speech showed everything.

"My dear brother, what's wrong with you? To be honest, I really want to see what that Azam Tulansha has become now!"

Finally, the face of the big prince Odulahmen who recovered from the violent cough was filled with some funny tears. Despite this, he still stretched out his fingers and pointed at his sister who showed his true face.

"Father, this matter...you know, the commander of the city defense force, Hartsinhall, is very careful about such things. If you really want to do this, I think it's up to me!"

The eldest prince Odulahomen understood his father's plan and had to fight with the "Emperor Aladdin". Instead of letting his sister show up, it is better to go by yourself. Although the eldest prince Odulahomen is useless because he is indulging in pleasure, he is still very concerned about his younger sister.

Especially, the person who proposed to the marriage was the son of Hazsinhall, the commander of the Baghdad City Defense Forces. If this marriage could be successful, then I would receive much more support in Baghdad in the future than my brothers.

Look, in the Middle Ages, palace fighting and throne fighting were always ongoing in the royal world, and no matter how bloody this matter was, it was something that the royal family had to face.

"No, I won't marry him for you. My father has promised me that the person I want to marry will be my own choice!"

Caliph Mustashin looked at his daughter helplessly, sometimes he hated her. If her daughter Afaf was a man, he would even choose her daughter as his heir.

"Father!"

The eldest prince Odulah Gate called out to the caliph Mustashin. The son of Hazsinhall, the commander of the Baghdad City Defense Forces, was the person who often had fun with him. The eldest prince Odulah Gate knew that it was one of the people he could trust in the future. He couldn't think of any marriage in this world that would be more suitable than such a marriage.

Caliph Mustashin's face sank, and he was really angry.

"I will delay the time I meet with the Aladdin Emperor, and between that, you'd better be friends with him and learn more. And your sister will represent me and meet them with you. I'll say it again at the end, you have to remember that from now on, she is not your sister, but your friend. And he will work with you to deal with the Aladdin Emperor. And, you have to remember that I'm waiting for the result!"

While speaking, Caliph Mustasin wiped the greasyness on his hands with the paper, then threw the paper on the table, glared at the big prince Odulaho door, and then dragged his already fat body away from here.

The eldest prince Odulahomen looked at his proud sister helplessly, and he didn't know what to do.

"Oh, what should I do? The worst thing is to bring you with me. You know, if you are recognized by the syndicate..."

Princess Afaf smiled: "My dear brother, I believe you will come up with a solution. Oh, by the way, I think we will start by giving me a pseudonym first!"
Chapter completed!