698 The Quest for Rubber

The Aztec Princess sat across from the German Kaiser in the middle of the latter's study. She had one leg crossed over the other as she sighed in defeat before repeating the words she had just heard.

"You want me to go back to my homeland so soon after arriving in Kufstein? I haven't even had the chance to relax yet!"

Berengar smiled as he heard this before making a suggestion that he knew the woman would refuse.

"If you want to relax, I can give you an oil message. Just ask any of my wives and they will tell you that I am, in fact, a master of my craft!"

Tlexictli stared at the man with an exhausted expression on her lips. She looked at him as if he were an idiot before questioning his sanity.

"Has that line ever worked on anyone?"

In response to this, Berengar merely chuckled and shook his head.

"I wouldn't know. This is my first attempt. So how about it?"