Although he was an envoy of the Scorpion tribe, Muhadi had no intention of rushing to meet the Tyre Consulate. Because, according to Kulesum, the boss of the Crystal Spider, up to now, every envoy except the teenagers had fled to the city. If the tribal papers and tokens have been lost, why bother going to the Tyre Council. As a human being, with no evidence and no means, what can he use to prove that he has the right to represent the tribe?

What's more, this halfling is said to be going for some artifact, and after attacking in the desert once and not finding it, he will definitely think of looting and killing in Tyre again. When the time comes, if the ruling council does not believe in itself and instead attracts the killer, it will be a big problem.

In that case, Muhadi decided to put aside his task as an envoy and take care of his own affairs first.

While in the Tribe, Fahd promised the boy that because slavery had been abolished in Tyre, all slaves, even those from other places, would be immediately relieved of their slavery status and become legally free men if they expressed their willingness to serve the Tyre Council during the war.

Muhadi is grateful to Fatoumah for saving him in the desert, but that doesn't mean he wants to live in this world as a slave forever. So the day after he settled down, he made a straightforward request to Kulsum.

The casino owner provided shelter and food for the two of them, and when he heard Muhadi's request, he rubbed his chin for a while before saying, "What is more pleasing to Kulsum than helping a friend?" Muhadi, your problem is my problem!"

To be honest, Muhati could see that the casino owner was not sincere, but now he could only rely on this pretentious elf.

The boy left the humble room provided for him in the casino and explained his purpose to Aisha. The girl listened without saying a word, and then finally said, "I want to go with you."

"There is danger outside. ”

"It's dangerous to stay here," she said, gesturing around, ignoring the fact that Kulsumm was standing next to the two of them, "There are so many elves, none of them I know. If the two of us want to act, we will act together, and you promised the day I rescued you!"

In the end, the boy had no choice but to agree to the other party's request, so the two walked out of the main entrance of the casino under the leadership of Kulesum.

Saying that it is a casino, Kulesum is far more than just gambling, he also provides accommodation for travelers and sells dishes made from meat of unknown origin. He also has a small bar, right next to the casino, which houses a famous belly dance troupe, the Desert Girls.

What else he was secretly doing, Muhati didn't know, and he wasn't interested in asking.

The casino is a large and complex building, half buried underground, and the exposed part of the ground can be vaguely seen as several houses, but they are connected by arbitrarily built outbuildings. There is a big signboard on the door of the casino, on which the letters "crystal spider" are typed with copper sheets, and a blank space flows out of the back of the spider, and it can be seen that there is a mark of the word "card", but the copper sheet does not know where to throw it.

Elves, humans, and all sorts of other races come to the casino to splurge. In order to prevent anyone from causing trouble, Kulesum hired four half-giants to guard the door.

Half-giants are a race owned by Alaste, also known as Glia. They were tall, four-limbed, and stupid. At the main entrance of the crystal spider, there are two half-giants ten feet tall at any time, drooling and holding a big stick, looking at the people who come to consume viciously.

In addition to the main entrance, the Crystal Spider also has countless secret passages that lead in all directions. On that day, Muhati and the two were taken to the casino, and they took one of the secret passages.

Kulesum walked down the street with the two of them, still wearing the exaggerated shirt that showed his chest, the scimitar was no longer at his waist, and the dagger was hidden behind his back. He led the way in front like a gentleman, smiling while constantly explaining.

There were many passers-by on the street, some in a hurry. Others crouched numbly on the side of the road, staring blankly at the air. There were also quite a few masked elves, some wounded, presumably caravans from outside. Kulesum led the two of them to a shady alley. He nodded slightly at the few masked men inside who were gloomy and squatting and munching on gray bread. Muhadi looked at the men silently, while Kulsum patted him on the shoulder with his right hand and raised his chin to point at them.

This is a thief, he sued sù Muhati and the maiden. This one here is a herb dealer who sells happy herbs made from a mixture of mandrapes and Dai Fuan, and these sluggish, drooling people in the corner are his customers. And the man, Kulsum, signaled, and he had a few girls under him, but they were ugly, old, and riddled with strange diseases.

"Old Harun here runs a caravanserais," Kulesum said as he walked through the alley. His men would take care of the camels and horses, and they would also sell all kinds of saddles and all kinds of food. But never eat with him, you won't want to know what he makes of it. ”

"What is it?" Aisha asked curiously.

"Recently, there was a revolution first, and then there was a big war with the Witch King's coalition army, and the food was not enough. Kulesum explained as he greeted the passers-by with a smile. "But do you see any hunger in the city?"

"It's not ......," Muhati said, and then thought of a possibility that made him sick for a while.

"It's all made into brown soup, and the meat can't be wasted. Kulesum confirmed his suspicions, and Aisha turned her head away and chimed in.

Do you see the house over there with a spire and lots of wooden lattice windows? He had guards to hire, and they were rare enough to be loyal.

They continued to walk, past the street vendors and children running around. The elven boss also introduced some of his children to Muhadi, "You can ask them for help if you need them, and they will come to me." The boy didn't say anything.

Together, they arrived at the Elven Bazaar, and walked through the noisy alleys, past vendors and stalls with their wares. Half-naked women walking past resentful eyes leaning against a dilapidated earthen wall. Walk past the arguing young people, walk past the woolly camels chewing hay and rubbing restlessly. Most of the time, Muhati walked in silence while Kulsum continued his introduction.

"This guy is a god. The casino owner pointed to a black-robed customer chattering at the bazaar, who looked like an elf, but his head was covered by a hood and he couldn't see clearly. Out of nowhere, he picked up a tattered crate and stood on it and preached loudly to a passer-by.

"Retribution!" the man's roar came to this side, "Retribution! The catastrophe is at hand! Only the sleepless eye can save you!"

"I thought there was no god on Attas. Muhadi broke the silence.

"Of course not," Kulesum said, "but many people still want to find a sustenance in their hearts, so these gods appeared. ”

"After the revolution there was chaos, and the City Guard, which lost its control, killed people everywhere, ** women. The gladiators who participated in the revolution were not much better. After more than a month of chaos, order was finally restored. ”

"So, the Divine Stick appeared, and there were more and more of them. Most of them, like this one, went around preaching what to believe in Him and be saved. Kulesum stretched out his fingers and counted, "What sleepless eyes, guardian hands, ears of all, eternal mouths, all kinds of things. ”

"But although there are many names, they are actually scammers who cheat money, and they are also uncreative, and they are all the same old things. I tell you, if there is an invincible male root sect, I may believe it. ”

It seems that Attas, like the earth, emerges from eschatologists of all stripes in times of social upheaval. "Doesn't anyone care?"

"The guards are busy, so whatever. Kulesum scoffed and led the two to the front of the palace occupied by the Consulate.

In front of this palace was a huge square, which would have gathered for some reason, and everyone looked at the palace gate with an excited look, and there was also a small group of people standing there, and it was impossible to see it from a distance.

"The Election Conference!" said an elf as he squeezed up to Kulesum and excitedly said, "The Governing Council has made a decision to convene a Election Conference!

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