"Do you know him?" asked the mustachioed man, unmoved.

"From the table," said the Butcher of Truth, "very much, ah, that admiration in my heart." ”

"Admiration?" Tessian raised an eyebrow, a sentiment that appeared in gladiators, most likely meant only one outcome, one side challenging the other.

"I'm here in response to your request yesterday. Muhadi calmed himself down and said in a sincere tone, "I have volunteered to join the City Watch and am determined to defend the freedom of Tyre and the authority of the Consul. ”

"Oh, so you're here to be my colleague......" the mustachioed man teased, "it's an honor, I didn't expect that I, like that Ricas, would have the opportunity to be with a psychic mancer...... That business. ”

"I won't bother you," the mustache stood up and patted his clothes. "I still have things to do, and the really important things ......"

He walked away without even saying goodbye to Tessian, and before he went out, he slammed the door shut, and there was a loud bang, and fine sand fell from the ceiling.

Unlike the last time they met, Tessian didn't wear a robe today, just a piece of plate armor. When the young man looked closely, he found that the plate armor on his body was not made of insect shells, but real metal. The dark surface is not lacquered, but the gold is rubbed onto the surface with a special technique, and the final black color is formed.

The other party is tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a muscular statue on his neck. He had a thick head of gold, and he was neatly built and meticulously built. Beneath the golden eyebrows, the turquoise pupils cast a probing gaze.

"Sit!" he said succinctly and forcefully, gesturing to a chair in front of his work.

In order to gain the initiative, Muhadi tried to use psionic energy to detect what the other party was doing. However, he was shocked to see that the other party's brain seemed to be covered by a barrier, and he couldn't see through anything, and he couldn't sense anything.

"Put away your psionic tricks!" Tessian commanded with an oppressive feeling, "That trick didn't work for me at all. ”

The boy was almost taken aback, then immediately gave up the idea of reading minds with psychic powers, and admitted sincerely, "Forgive my offense, Lord Tessian, I come from a tribe of elves in the desert, and I know very little about etiquette. ”

Tessian paused, neither answering nor introducing him to the identity of the mustachioed man in the City Watch. The boy pondered for a while, and finally asked, "Lord Taixien?"

"Your name is ......" The grim-looking former Templar held out a finger and pointed it at the boy's face.

"Ajibai Muhadi. The boy replied, then added, "From the Scorpio tribe." ”

"Elven name......" Tessian snorted from his nose, "You're in luck, Muhati of the Scorpion Tribe, just before an hourglass, I was thinking about putting you to death as a spy." Now, I've decided to spare your life. ”

I, spy?" the boy hastened to deny, "This must be a rumor of a shameless person, and with the wisdom of an adult, it is not difficult to guess how ridiculous it is." ”

"It was my 'wisdom' that recognized that you were most likely a spy for the enemy. Tessian unceremoniously took over the conversation and pointed out the suspicions in the boy little by little. "First, you have no identity, no origin, and you have come to Tyre at such a clever time. ”

"Second, the scouts of the City Watch show signs of battle outside the city, and the Scorpion Tribe's envoys to the city have been wiped out. You say you're from the Scorpion Tribe, so how did you escape, and as a member of the legacy, why didn't you report the attack to the ruling council right away?"

"Thirdly, Tyr has a lot of friends, some of whom know the elves of the Scorpion tribe inside out. According to this friend, you suddenly appeared in the depths of the desert a few months ago, you don't have a name, you supposedly don't even have a memory, is this a fact, or is it a disguise?"

Three questions, the young man quickly thought about how to answer. "Lord Taixi, actually I ......"

"Needless to say!" Tessian stopped his self-defense, "I said, you're in luck, and I've decided to spare you." Because Tyr's friend who knows the scorpions inside out will vouch for you. ”

Who is he/she? Muhati secretly guessed that he had several possible suspects in mind.

“...... And you're stupid enough to stay with those savage elves for a long time?" "If you've ever squired about me, you'll know that I, Tessian, once studied psychic abilities, but because of my lack of talent, I switched to magic and became a Templar. ”

When he mentioned the word Templar, he said it with pride. Muhati was keenly aware of this, and regretted why he didn't ask Kulsumum a few more questions yesterday.

However, since he claimed to have studied magic, why did he still wear plate armor? Can he still cast spells while wearing plate armor? However, it became clear that of course he could not cast spells, and in fact he was wearing plate armor to make a gesture that no longer used magic.

You must know that the magic on Atas is to extract life force to perform. The mages of Atas are divided into two factions, one is called the Guardians, which is represented by the Coral Witch Shatiri, who try not to destroy the ecology of a place when casting spells. The other group is known as the blasphemers, who have no scruples about extracting life from the nature around them, often turning an area into a complete wasteland.

Tessian was a former Templar under the Witch King, and naturally learned blasphemer magic. Now after the revolution, it is clear that it can no longer be used.

"The enemy obviously wouldn't send a foolish man like you to be a spy, so I'm willing to spare your life. ”

"But don't think you're safe!, except for spies, incompetents, I also have the right to be put to death!" exclaimed Tessian, "and you've shown your incompetence, and you've slowed down our actions by concealing the murder of the envoys. Those raiders, whoever they may be, have moved that vital source of intelligence, that Templar of Yurik City, to a place we can't find!"

When Muhadi and the elves of the Scorpion tribe ransacked a caravan, they were lucky enough to capture one of Yuric's Templars. He was going to be transported to Tyre for interrogation, but he was attacked by a halfling on the way, and he lost the Templar.

Muhathir didn't know how to explain this, so he clenched his fists and endured in silence. Finally, Tessian said, "For the sake of your rare gift of psionic abilities, I'm giving you a task to prove yourself again." Go to the Butcher of Truth, who is the vice-captain of the second detachment. From him, you'll get the details of the mission. ”

Muhati coldly agreed, then turned and pushed the door out. Just before he closed the door, he heard a warning from Tessian.

"Don't let Tyr down!"

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