Duck gave George a lightning glance, but George clasped his hands to his chest and had a faint smile on his face, as if he was intending to stay out of it.

The slaughter of the three Arabic villages by the Arabi people in the eyes of the Arabis will not be accepted anywhere, this is a national problem, and the degree of sharpness is higher than the sectarian dispute.

Everyone looked at Ralbin differently.

Duck wanted to kick the old fellow Altaïr to death, but he couldn't.

Altaïr triumphed: "So, guys, how can there be a glorious victory without a pure team...... Huh?"

Duck coldly held up a finger and shook it slowly in front of him.

"I'm Hassan, and I've been a mercenary for years. How to win, I know better than you. What are these people coming together for? What are you doing with Rory, and what are you doing with it? Assasin asked you to come here to make trouble for us?"

Three questions in a row stunned the old guy, he originally wanted to take the lead and show his ability, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face.

Before he could think of the words, Duck added, "The mercenary's only value is to complete the mission. Altaïr, maybe the Assassins will have differences in ethnicity and sect, but you remember for me, to be a mercenary, you have to have the consciousness of a mercenary, the boss is your own father, and your teammates are your biological brothers and sisters, even if there is a slime in the team, you can only go back and ask your parents how they gave birth to such a cute little brother and sister. Other than that, do your job and shut up. ”

Altaïr forced a smile: "This is really a welcome speech, I thought, as Assasin......"

"As a desperate Assasin, none of the princes and nobles everywhere want to have anything to do with you, and your frenzied assassination has no effect on anything other than stirring up the situation and venting personal anger. Now is a rare opportunity to get closer to the Alibaba group, the first sentence you say is to show off, and the second sentence is to provoke the relationship between the team members - do you think you have lived too long, or do you think Assasin's life is too good? I don't mind cutting off your head, and then telling Assasin with a sad expression that this stupid idiot was torn alive by the monster in the library, and he will be replaced by a less stupid one. I think they're probably willing. ”

"This ...... I didn't mean that—"

"In my opinion, it is. Man, get acquainted, learn this sentence from me: Boss, I'll listen to your arrangement. ”

Altaïr's face twitched, and he twitched for a long time, and said helplessly: "Boss, I will listen to your arrangement." ”

"Well, finally a human word. Now, go and get your gear in order and disappear from my eyes in five seconds. ”

The old fellow was about to slip away, but George suddenly said, "Wait a minute." What evidence do you have that Ralbin did what happened in the village of Wuhoude?"

The old fellow seemed to see the hope of recovering the city, and hurriedly said, "Among the people of Julia, there are our people. Ralbin was the commander-in-chief of the operation in the village of Wuhoude, and he later wrote a report detailing the incident. ”

I see, there was no trace of waves on Ralbin's face, and there were turbulent waves in his heart.

Among us are the people of Assasin. Also, if you can see my report, it means that it is a high-level person.

Well, I'll probably never go back.

He was gloomy.

The old fellow's head was raised triumphantly again: "Behold, he has confessed it himself, and who can exonerate him?"

George laughed: "What's this? Ralbin's prestige is too high, affecting the status of the elders of Julia, just take this opportunity to kick him out, and then they can sit firmly in their seats, and they can also rightfully wag their tails and beg for mercy." ”

This shocked all the Arabis, including Altaïr: "Aren't you an Enlightened Elder, why do you say that?"

George shrugged: "Because I'm playing a Dorand now, so this matter has nothing to do with me, and the more the Ara and Julia tear up, the happier Doland becomes, isn't it?

The crowd was speechless for a while.

George continued: "Moreover, the report you are talking about should be this. He shook off a piece of paper.

Everyone was shocked. Ralbin snatched it and looked at it again, stupid, this is indeed his own handwriting!

"You, you, how did you have this?"

George didn't answer the question, and said to Altaïr: "Please look at it from beginning to end and see what Ralbin did, he didn't give the order for the massacre at all! He wasn't even there when the massacre happened! It was the Dorand alchemist who suggested the massacre to prevent the news from leaking out, and the six captains who carried out the massacre were cadres selected by the Presbyterian Council of Julia! Tell me, who is responsible!"

Altaïr wouldn't even roll his eyes.

George sneered: "Don't think that only Assasin has a source of information, what you are proud of is in the eyes of the Revelations, so be it." Do your duty honestly!"

Ralbin felt his eyes heat up.

A strong hand clapped him on the shoulder, it was Dark: "I believe you are not a butcher. ”

Sahil and Letifa said in unison: "So are we!"

Calafate, the survivor of the village of Wuhoude, did not speak, only nodded slightly.

Sanguido was not so good-tempered, and spat at Ralbin's feet: "I hate the Julia!" he paused and said, "But I'm not like some bastard, biting people." ”

Altaïr's face was earthy, and he was at a loss for what to do. Duck slapped him on the back: "See, here, small tricks are useless, and if you are not careful, you will make yourself stink." Honestly, I'll cover you, jump up and down, a dead end, remember?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Go get your gear in order. We will meet here in half an hour. We go to Baouda. ”

The old guy hugged his head and ran away.

George laughed and said, "How did the Assasin faction find such a good person to be a guide? Dark, be careful. ”

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him. Ralbin, pack up your mood and get ready to go. ”

"Thank you, thank you for your trust!"

"You're welcome, mercenaries, mutual trust and mutual help are the most basic tips. ”

"So," interjected George, "what is the purpose of the Jurian Earth Exploration Project in Ralbin?"

Ralbin took a deep breath: "I only know the general direction, I don't know the specific details. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"The Presbyterian Council has set the target for the Underground Library, hoping to find all the materials related to the Sandworms, and we need to open a path to the underground. I had planned to use the three villages of Wuhoude and the other three villages as a base to clear the bandits, and then march into Bauda. I didn't expect you to be the first to get there. ”

Darker said: "Understood, and then you were very curious about our technology, so you took the opportunity of being deposed, assumed the pseudonym Rahbin, and became our staff?"

"If I knew it was the famous Black Lion Hassan, I wouldn't have moved these crooked brains. ”

George laughed, "This crooked brain is good. Larbin, we Inspired Sects are not only Alabis but also Julias, Dolanders, and even all of humanity. So, in Arab, we are called the Inspirationalists, in Dorand and New Tenotiran we are called the Cult of the Dark God, and in Julia we can be a small, inconspicuous sect - the head of Julia is still vacant, are you interested?"

Ralbin didn't hesitate to reach out his hand.

George and Darke smiled and pressed their hands on his, "You're welcome to join!"

"Last question, how did my report get to you?"

George laughed, "It's easy. There was not a single one of the elders of Julia who was not a fan of wealth. As an Arama, of course I hate you for the massacre of the village, and a chocolate sales agent in Dorihachi City has been exchanged for everything related to you. We'll hunt you down ourselves, and we won't have to worry about it, look at what a considerate partner!"

Ralbin could only smile wryly.