C6 Do You Sell It to Your Daughter

Before Solomon could think about it, the appointed time had arrived.

If she stayed for too long, that girl would probably be afraid...

Solomon pursed his lips and walked towards Adonijah's tent first. After Solomon stood at the door, the tent was opened in less than half a minute.

The first to walk out was Adonijah, who had regained his mobility. He held his chest and frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

However, he still walked out energetically.

Adonijah's chest and legs were wrapped in a brown cloth strip. He could see some black mud with a fishy smell leaking out from the edge of the cloth strip.

Behind him was Abigail, who had her head lowered and was staggering as she walked. She stretched out her hand helplessly and walked straight towards Solomon. Solomon hurriedly took two steps forward and reached out to support her.

Then he glanced at Adonijah with some dissatisfaction.

No matter what, it was this child who cured you, right? Would you die if you supported me?

"I'm completely cured, Solomon! I can move my legs!"

However, Adonijah did not pay attention to Abigail at all.

He only stomped his feet and laughed loudly. "Look, my legs have strength too! You don't know, the ointment in their house is too magical! With just a light touch on my body, I didn't feel any pain at that time! "

" Then congratulations, Adonijah. "

Solomon smiled and said in a low voice, "But even if you are cured, I think we should spend the night here."

"Sure, Solomon."

Adonijah smiled. "I will be grateful to you."

Solomon could sense a faint killing intent from his words. However, he smiled instead.

It would be better to say that this was exactly what he wanted.

Adonijah had no idea what he wanted.

Solomon did not want to wait for Jerusalem's assassination. Although Adonijah was afraid of something, Jerusalem had at least three leaders who were willing to support him.

It would be better to expose his weakness first, or provoke him, and let Adonijah assassinate him in the wild tonight.

Although he would at least test Adonijah once, whether or not he could kill Adonijah would not be a loss to him, but that way he would be able to complete his first main mission.

Although he did not know what the use of "Solomon's ring" was, at least he would not continue to be so passive.

"Sir."

Just as Solomon and Abigail were walking towards Nome, Adonijah was the first to walk towards Nome.

He showed a reserved smile to Nome, who was not much older than him. "Sir, are you selling your daughter?"

Solomon felt Abigail, who was holding him, suddenly stop. He felt a little annoyed. When he heard Adonijah's words, the smile on Nome's face slowly froze.

"I am not selling my daughter, my lord."

He replied stiffly with a straight face.

Solomon held Abigail's hand and walked over. Yam took over the hand and held Abigail, hiding her behind Adonijah.

"That works too. You can sell salted fish. I want to marry your daughter. "

Adonijah chuckled. "She healed my injuries. I have to give her some rewards... And she was really a beautiful girl. N-Nome? Ah, Nome, I want to take your daughter as my concubine. "

Greed and joy flashed in his eyes. The wrinkles on his forehead, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were wrinkled. The corners of his mouth that were wide open were mixed with a mixture of ingratiating, self-satisfied, and the arrogance that was attached to it like a lizard.

"I am King David's son. In the future... Cough. In short, it is her lifelong honor to have your daughter follow me. She's so beautiful, I'm sure she'll give birth to the most handsome young man in Israel."

Adonijah said to Nome with a smile.

However, what did not match his words was that while he praised Abigail's "beauty," he did not look at Abigail a few more times.

Huh... He probably took a fancy to that "magical ointment."

Solomon sneered in his heart.

Indeed. With Adonijah's eyesight, it was only natural for him to see the value of the ointment. Perhaps he still felt that marrying a blind girl was really unfair to him...

"... I also don't want to marry my daughter. Abigail said that she was unwilling."

Nome pursed his lips and turned to Adonijah, protecting Abigail behind him. He said timidly but surprisingly firmly, "And you are only one of King David's sons, not the great King David. Besides, everyone knows about it! King David wants to pass the throne to Solomon..."

Nome suddenly shut his mouth in panic.

He looked at Solomon and saw that there was no special expression on his face, so he felt slightly relieved.

"Nome is right, Adonijah."

Solomon's gentle voice sounded.

He took half a step forward and cleverly inserted himself between Adonijah and Nome, but he didn't touch anyone between them.

Nome bowed slightly to Solomon with an apologetic expression. He protected Abigail and took a few steps back without saying anything.

Under the gazes of the surrounding people, Solomon looked at Adonijah, whose face was somewhat ugly, and said seriously, "Father taught us to respect others. This is what we should raise... If Abigail doesn't want to marry you, you can't force her."

"Father never said that."

Adonijah's face also turned cold. "Let's not talk about other things. Your mother Bathsheba... Do you know how her former husband died?"

"Adonijah! Have you recovered from your injuries?!"

At that moment, General Joab shouted his name and interrupted him. "Dinner is ready! Come and eat!"

"Yes, Joab. I'll be right there... En, I'll go with Solomon. "

Adonijah answered loudly and stopped the topic.

"Let's go, Solomon."

He took a step forward and approached Solomon, who was looking at him calmly. He reached out his hand and pulled Solomon from behind, pushing him to turn around and walk forward.

His 1.8 meter body was especially oppressive in front of Solomon, who was a head shorter than him. Not to mention Solomon's arm, which only had faint muscle lines, and his arm, which was even thicker than Solomon's thigh, could be seen.

"Listen, Solomon, you dare to refute me... This was a good thing. You have more courage than before. People of Israel must have this kind of spirit."

Adonijah bent down and lowered his head. He put his head next to Solomon's ear and said in a soft and slow voice," But you are wrong. I am not going to take away that girl's things. This is a deal. I am going to give her wealth. So don't meddle in other people's business, Solomon. This is good for all of us."

"... " Ah? Rich?"

Solomon, who was walking down the stairs with Adonijah, did not seem to hear what Adonijah had said. He just smiled and said softly, " Yes. He would. After all, you are my older brother."

Da.

Solomon could vaguely sense that as soon as he said those words... Adonijah's footsteps paused for a moment. After that, he didn't say anything else. After making a vague En, he stood up and walked down the mountain.

However, Solomon pretended not to notice anything and just walked forward.

In fact, Solomon saw it clearly. When his words were not light or heavy, they fell on the ground. ... The name on Adonijah's head finally turned into a dazzling blood-red color, and circles of bloody dizziness spread out from his head.

The bloody dizziness lasted for more than ten seconds before it gradually faded away. However, the blood-red ID still did not fade. Instead, it remained in this kind of color that was extremely bright.

'You're getting anxious. ' Adonijah.

Solomon calmly walked forward. Without turning his head, he waved his hand, signaling Nome not to worry.

He would probably be assassinated tonight.

If that was the case...

Solomon watched Adonijah and Joab chatting as they walked towards the back. He walked to the middle of the camp and greeted the people around him with a smile. Then, he drank the meat soup in big gulps.

"Oh right, Benaiah."

As he drank the bland meat soup, he waved at the warrior who was as vigorous as a potato. "Come here for a while. I have something to ask you."

"What is it, Your Highness Solomon?"

Benaiah swallowed the black bread with the meat soup and walked over in confusion.

Solomon looked at the young warrior who was about the same height as him. He smiled and put his arm around Solomon's shoulder and said kindly, "Hi. It was a small matter. Hmm... Can you be on night duty tonight?"

" I have no objections, Your Highness Solomon. Is there anything else?"

Benaiah looked at Solomon blankly.

Solomon looked serious and said in a low voice, "Yes, there is indeed one more important matter. But it was not convenient to talk about it here. After everyone has finished eating, come to my tent and look for me. Remember to avoid others. This is a matter that concerns my life, Benaiah."

His expression was very serious.

Benaiah was slightly shocked, and couldn't help but glance at Adonijah.

At that moment, Joab seemed to have felt something and turned his head to look at him.

"- - - Oh? That woman is so interesting! Yes, yes, it's interesting! "

Solomon suddenly laughed out loud and nodded his head repeatedly.

His voice attracted the attention of the people around him. They all looked over and Solomon waved his hand, indicating that there was nothing wrong with it. Those people who were paying attention to Solomon finally withdrew their gazes.

Looking at his actions, Benaiah's face tensed up.

"I didn't know Jerusalem had such an interesting thing! You have to take me there next time!"

Solomon talked to himself and patted Benaiah on the shoulder. "Buddy, I have finished eating. Let's talk again next time! "

He stood up and said to someone with a yellow name, "If Adonijah comes back, tell him I'm in the tent. I'm a little tired, so I'm going to sleep. "

"Okay, Your Highness Solomon."

The man nodded. "I will pass it on."

Solomon smiled and disappeared into the crowd.