When they entered Tyre, the Witch King's coalition had not yet arrived. Soldiers from many tribes and merchant families gathered in a disorderly manner on the outside of the tall walls, waiting to enter the city. The equipment of these soldiers was uneven, as if they were participating in an exhibition. The half-giants from the merchant families carried large but crude stone axes and hammers, and the workmanship was so rudimentary that they simply tied the stones to the bone handles with ropes. Human soldiers, elven warriors, and dwarven warriors wield obsidian or metal weapons. So many people from different tribes and different ethnicities mingled, chattering in dozens or hundreds of dialects with different accents.

There were probably more than a thousand people here, maybe two thousand, but Muhadi couldn't be sure, there were too many people for his psionic energy to detect, and races like dwarves and halflings were too short to be obscured from sight. The soldiers guarding the gates of the city became much more vigilant than before, carefully checking every passerby, and there were also mages to check if there were any suspicious items entering the city.

Muhadi saw his subordinate Centurion Selim and ordered the elves to settle down a little farther away. Although these elves were obedient after listening to their own incendiary speeches before, they were undisciplined and arranged to be next to other tribes, and they would fight again.

Fahd stayed with the elves, and Muhadi went to Selim. The centurion was now directing his men to guard a city gate, and when he saw Muhadi coming, he put down what he was doing. "Captain?" he asked, then his tone shifted to affirmative. "With you in the war, we people can rest assured. ”

"I can't protect anyone on the battlefield. Muhathir said.

"If you can attract firepower, it's fine. "The last time you left me in the city to train new recruits for you, it's finally paying off. These people are now much braver, and they are so determined to obey orders that even magic may not be able to make such an astonishing transformation. What did you do to them?"

Selim lowered his voice and whispered. "I've noticed that when you're not training, the soldiers you've taken out often get together in secret. And the other soldiers were gradually influenced by these people, and they also became strange. Sometimes I overheard them talking to themselves, and they were all very shocking things. The bald man called White Flash was also very weird, and he often muttered to himself or looked at the back of my head with an alternative eye. ”

"'Only the first cause is the true God of the world,' and 'even if you have nothing, you still have life to give to the first cause.' Selim repeated what he heard, "'...... When faced with a dilemma between life and death, he made a decision and chose to die, and there was nothing else. ’”

"Watch your duty, centurion, and don't care about anything else. Muhadi admonished him.

Psychology on Earth believes that repeated autosuggestion is effective in reinforcing one's beliefs. So Muhadi ordered his soldiers to meditate on the dogmas he had taught them five times a day in order to develop a religious fanaticism. In a short period of time, this is the best way to turn people from cowards to warriors.

"I have brought with me four hundred elves, all of whom have volunteered to defend Tyr. Muhadi told the centurion, "Take them into the city and set up a camp." ”

"And what about you, my lord?" asked Selim, "to check out your troops?"

"Nope. Mohamad replied that he was thinking of the coup d'état mentioned by Fahd. "Do you know where Lord Akith is now? When the telemancer asked the question, the answer naturally came to the mind of the centurion of Selim, so Muhadi knew what he wanted to know without hearing the other person's answer.

There was a bleak scene in the city of Tyre, and the usual caravans were no longer visible at this time. Most people try to reduce the opportunity to go to the street and travel as much as possible, and occasionally people walk by on the road, and they must be in a hurry, and their eyes are flashing.

At this time, Eggis held an art auction in his mansion, inviting many nobles and celebrities and business families in the city. Muhathir knew that his art auction was actually a secret conspiracy to gather some old people who had been in high positions before the revolution, and he felt that the coup d'état might not be untargeted.

When he came to the Flowing Water Garden, a doorman stopped Muhadi, "This is the residence of the Emir of Aikis, have you been invited?"

Before Muhadi could answer, Aikis sent a stream of consciousness from the house and projected it directly into the doorman's mind. "Let Master Muhadi in. ”

The Psychic Warlock walked into the Flowing Water Garden, where many former nobles were walking around pretending to enjoy the scenery, and in fact it was revealed that they were merely idle and in fact restless and worried.

"Come to my basement. Aikis sent a message to Muhadi's head.

Eggis's basement doesn't look like it was built, it's rather excavated. Upon entering through the entrance, Muhati did not notice that there was a crack in the basement, a loophole, as if the room itself had been hollowed out by a boulder. There is only one low table and two oil lamps in the room, which is a good place for plotting.

Akith had been waiting here for a long time, and he was dressed as usual in a loose robe, wrapped in a huge white cloth wrapped around his head. There were five people standing beside him, wearing plate armor and a resolute face of Tessian. None of the other four were known to Muhadi.

When Tessian saw Muhadi come in, he nodded at a slightly invisible angle, even if he had said hello. Three strangers turned their heads neatly and looked at the intruder. Akis warmly extended his hands in a friendly welcome. "I'm afraid you almost died in that iron mine, but thank fate for sending you back to us. ”

"Come here," he beckoned to Muhadi. "This Ms. Camilla owes you an apology. ”

Kamila Muhati immediately recognized the master of the mind, she was the Starch Spencer Druid in the Iron Mine!

Strange to say, despite the fierce battle in the iron mines, Muhati had never seen what Camila looked like. Most of the time, Muhati was either infected with neurotoxins or purely relied on psionic energy to communicate with the other party, so it was only now that he had a chance to take a good look at the other party.

The female druid looked slightly older than Muhadi, seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features, smooth skin, and an air of mystery shrouded in it. Her pupils were pale blue at first, but when Muhadi looked at them again, they turned lilac again, as if she could change them with her will.

The scroll!' Muhadi thought, and then immediately stopped himself from thinking about it. There was a great psychic warlock like Achilles present, and he didn't dare to guarantee that his thoughts were not in danger of leaking. "Why did you leak my news to this woman?" he questioned Akith.

"The time you've been away," Akis explained, "has changed a little bit in the city. This Ms. Camilla became an assistant to Lord Taicien, and I chose to work with Lord Taicien on a deeper level. If she has caused you an inconvenience in the iron mines, then I want you to put aside your preconceptions for a while, we have big things to do. ”

"Hmph. Camilla spoke disdainfully, and her angry look was also a little elegant. "The scrolls that were stolen from the iron ore were tampered with by me afterwards and had to be thrown to the coalition forces. Did you really not know it, or did you do it on purpose?"

"I had no idea. Muhadi raised a hand and swore.

"On that note," Camilla said, "we'll see." ”

Muhadi did not entangle with the druid, left her aside, and said to Aikis, "What about these three?" He was referring to the three strangers who did not say a word, a young man, a middle-aged woman, and an old man.

Aikis looked at Muhati and then at Camila before he introduced after making sure that the two would not clash. "This is the Trinity. He pointed to the three men.

Muhadi was a little confused, "Which one is the Trinity?" The three people were very strange, and Muhadi felt that the other party was also a psychic warlock, so he didn't dare to use his psionic energy to probe deeply.

"He is. Ekis pointed to the three eccentrics and said, "The old seniors in the guild have told many psychic warlocks about his story to their apprentices. ”

Seeing that Muhati still didn't quite understand, Aikis explained. "He would have been, well, a more normal psychic mancer. Later, he suddenly wondered what it was to find out where a person's true self existed and what was the reason why 'I' was 'me'. So he divided himself into three parts. ”

"A perfect inheritance of his memory. Akith pointed to the young man with a deep gaze among the three oddities.

One is a complete inheritance of his way of thinking. The noble psychic warlock councilor said to the second, middle-aged woman-looking stranger.

The last one retained his original body and appearance. He pointed to the last pale old man. "They are the Trinity, but for further distinction, you could call them spirit, memory, and body. ”

The spirit spoke, "The young man has a great secret hidden in his heart. ”

Muhadi replied lightly, "No one has no secrets in their hearts, so don't try to use psychological hints on me." Why did you invite this Trinity here, Lord Agees, and do you have any plans?"

Tessian and Camila stared at Muhadi, the former Templar talking. "It's not that he has a plan, it's that I have a plan. ”

"There are two advantages to the Iron Mine Being, first, the Witch King coalition has lost a large number of men, they have now become cautious, the degree of marching has been greatly reduced, and we have an extra day or two to prepare. Second, Shatiri the Coral Witch made a fatal mistake. ”

"According to reliable sources, I already know that Shatiri deliberately used the garrisons and civilians in the iron mines as bait to lure the coalition forces into that trap. Tessian said.

"Isn't this unusual for the Templars?" said Muhadi.

Tessian looked at Muhadi coldly, "If she's a Templar, or the Witch King of Tyre, then this ploy is indeed commendable." But she is not, she wants to give herself the right to rule by the just 'democratic' method of the Electoral Assembly, not just to be a tyrant. In the game of politics, you either play smartly or cleanly, and you can't play smartly and cleanly. Those who are greedy for more things will always be punished. ”

"Shatiri's prestige among the people is too high for us to contend with. "But this incident gives us a lever to force Shatiri to put an election." If this matter comes to light, then she, and the revolution she insists on, will become a joke. The hopes of the populace will be shattered, and even Rikas may not be able to accept this approach, they will turn against each other, and Tyr will become weak. ”

Muhati has an unexplained hatred for the Witch Kings, so he privately admires the Coral Witch who rebelled against the Witch King. Hearing of Tessian's plan, he questioned Akith. "Lord Achilles, this plan is too risky. I don't see why we're helping Lord Tessian to get to this point. Now that the coalition forces may arrive at any time, we are now intriguing internally, which is self-defeating. ”

Aikis touched his chin and said, "Muhadi, I'm a revolutionary, too. ”

"There are people who join the revolution because they have nothing and nothing to lose. I am the emir of Tyre, a nobleman, and I joined the revolution with a pledge of what I owned. ”

"If Lord Taicien becomes the king of Tyr, it will indeed be more conducive to the next phase of our psychic warlocks. "But I'm willing to help Master Tessian because Shatiri is destroying little by little what she's created. She's becoming more and more like a witch king, isn't she? The one who stares into the abyss is also stared at by the abyss. In Attas, heroes live long enough to become one of the villains. I don't want to see Shatiri become like that. ”

"The coalition is only the first challenge for the newborn Tyr, and there are plenty of dangers ahead. Shatiri had already given enough, there was no need for her to carry this burden any longer. If she has been a politician for a long time, she will be disgusted with herself, I am sure. ”

Whether Aikis really thinks so, or whether it is a disguised statement, Muhadi cannot tell. The mind of a psychic warlock of the other party's level is forever hidden behind the changing fog of ignorance, ethereal and unpredictable.

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