"The leader of this nomad, named Godafi, you first ask him to go to Pastor Airlan, and let them first study what Godalfi's tribe can provide for Tripoli, and what they hope to get from Tripoli."

"We've got some business, hurry up and give me the fire."

Sazastan suggested that Wu Xin send Godafy to Pastor Erlan for the time being, but now his voice was no longer audible.

He and Wu Xin didn't even collude with each other first, Wu Xin spoke to him loudly, and he knew how to play the opponent.

Sazastan has changed a lot, but you can still trust him most of the time, well, most of the time, when it comes to IQ.

Wu Xin ignored him, grabbed Godafei's shoulders, and invited him to discuss important matters: "Let's go to the conference room together, you should build a conference room." ”

"Well, absolutely safe room." Cassano nodded, and then nodded to Godafe, since Wu Xin wants to win over this Godalfi, then he will give face to this tribal leader.

Godafi was a little flattered by the treatment he was given, he couldn't figure out Sazastan's status, or even what he was.

But he knew Cassano's prestige, and even a desert nomad had heard the name of this half-step protector.

Not to mention that Cassano personally led a team to sweep away a nomadic tribe in the eastern part of the oasis half a month ago.

This nomadic tribe has long been entrenched less than a day's journey from Tripoli. The agricultural production of Tripoli, which has long been harassed, is a thorn in the side of the Knights Hospitaller.

Cassano with a hundred soldiers, set out in the early hours of the morning. At noon, dozens of camels and hundreds of slaves were brought back.

This victory greatly increased the prestige of Wu Xin and his gang in the oasis, and also gave Father Erlan the confidence to place the tens of thousands of thalers brought by Wu Xin into the castle of Tripoli.

Although the funds were much smaller than he had anticipated, slaves and other booty were exchanged for tens of thousands of tales, and a medium-sized merchant fleet of the Republic of Venice was also attracted to the city.

Although it lost all its continental territory in the war with Austria for more than ten years, the main naval force was still in charge, and the island was still the most prosperous city on the European continent. The merchant fleet bought slaves at high prices and brought with them all sorts of goods that Tripoli desperately needed.

This is also the reason why Goda Fe made up his mind to join Wu Xin. If Wu Xin shrunk in the castle like the Knights Hospitaller in the past, then no matter what Wu Xin said, he would only have to kneel to Armin and beg for mercy.

He knew very well that he didn't have any life-saving grace for Wu Xin, but he had no choice but to join Wu Xin's side.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xin seemed to introduce him as a confidant as soon as he came up.

Wu Xin didn't regard him as a confidant. But I do intend to treat him with good respect.

Tripoli has a population of only three or four thousand, of which there are only more than a thousand Europas, and it is already the limit to maintain the current 200-strong wing, both financially and in terms of military resources.

Wu Xin had to rely on these desert nomads who did not identify with the Ottoman Empire, this Godalfe was not his savior, his behavior could even be called obscene, but it was Wu Xin's key to opening the situation.

Wu Xin has been thinking about how to win over some of the nomadic tribes on the southern shores of the Mediterranean to his camp, because of faith, this work is not easy to do, but faith is never the only factor in most human choices. Although this factor is really important, especially in this situation.

But Wu Xin kept telling himself to be patient, and the opportunity would come.

Of course, he was glad that the favorable factors had appeared so quickly.

Through these few dealings with Godalfi. Wu Xin was convinced that this was a leader who had a certain ability but not much, a certain principle but could not adhere to it.

Moreover, his tribe has a population of nearly 1,000, which can be regarded as a large tribe on the edge of the Tripoli oasis, and if he can be pulled into a group, the demonstration significance for other tribes is very obvious.

Therefore, Wu Xin made up his mind to buy Gota Fe.

Of course, Cassano and Sazastan are still his basic plates, his wings, but he has to determine the state of these wings.

He didn't speak. As he walked, he roared at Sazastan in the spiritual realm: "Why didn't you tell me. That tinder is guarded?! A burnt offering fanatic could burn a whole of us to ashes in an environment like the Burning Sea! ”

In fact, if it weren't for the half-ogre pursuer, it would be difficult for Wu Xin to get rid of such a powerful enemy, and even if he could barely escape, the others and the camel would definitely have to give an explanation.

Shahamera's dagger that deals ice damage is crucial.

Yusuf and Shahamela actually helped Wu Xin, and of course Wu Xin would not be grateful to them, let alone the two female trainees who survived because of them.

And one of the fundamental reasons for all this is that Sazastan didn't mention the possible enemy at all, he only told Wu Xin that after entering the desert, he would naturally get what he wanted, and this part was right, Wu Xin walked in the burning sea for a while, and he knew what he had absorbed.

Then the burnt offering fanatics came out.

"What?! I didn't tell you? I'm sure I told you. "The first stage is quibbling, and Sazastan does not admit that there is anything wrong with him." With me, there is no threat in the desert, and since I am separated from you, it is naturally dangerous everywhere, isn't this a normal thing? ”

"Even if I hadn't told you, how would I have known that you didn't expect such a precious thing to be ownerless?" Sazastan's tone, which was in the second stage of prevarication, was full of pain of being hurt, mixed with great shock. "My little Cesare, don't you know that anything precious in this world is something that needs to be obtained by hard work?!"

Then comes the third stage, the transfer.

"Forget it, I forgive you, young man." Sazastan seemed to be trying to suppress his disappointed elders, and then he tried to comfort Wu Xin.

"Don't feel sorry for yourself, who hasn't been young, tell me about the burnt sacrifice fanatic, I haven't seen this kind of elemental life for many years, oh, the strength is actually average."

"Of course you can destroy it, more or less you have some ability."

"After all, you warlocks are just a little luckier, and they can't compare to our great mages."

"I was too demanding of you just now, and as a warlock, you're actually okay."

"Oh, don't be too sad."

………….

On the way to the secret room, Goda Fei watched Wu Xin's face flicker, and his footsteps were slow and urgent.

He seems to be furious, but he has nowhere to vent.

He really didn't understand, why did his mood take a sharp turn when no one spoke, let alone contradicted this handsome spellcaster?

Fortunately, Wu Xin finally found peace and resumed his unhurried pace before entering the secret room.

However, after entering the secret room, Wu Xin's behavior surprised him again.

Wu Xin directly picked up a dagger and made a cut on his wrist.

Then he turned the skull on his shoulder upside down, and poured the blood from his wrist into the skull.

"Hey, what are you doing here, just use that glass..............."

"I am the great Sazastan, how can you treat me as a bowl?!"

"Are you taking revenge on me? Little Cesare, are you angry? You, like other superficial spellcasters, can't admit that we mages are the real spellcasters, the greatest spellcasters? ”

Gota Fe found that Wu Xin's face didn't know if it was the cause of blood loss, and gradually turned white again.

"What he said also made sense, at that time, it was necessary to take a little risk for the sake of the fire." Cassano, who had been able to listen to their conversation, also spoke a word for the old fellow Sazastan. "If it weren't for Amin's troops catching up, with him there, that burnt sacrifice fanatic, not his opponent, none of us would have died, and he can't be blamed for this loss, the plan can't catch up with the changes."

"I know." Wu Xin's next words made Sazastan, who was originally excited about receiving support, shut up in fright. "So I just used him as a glass and didn't throw it in the toilet."

Goda Fei looked at Wu Xin worriedly, the blood on Wu Xin's wrist flowed quickly, but the skull was never full, and there was only a shallow layer of liquid.

And it's not a red liquid, but a golden liquid, emitting a dazzling golden light that makes it impossible to look at it directly. (To be continued)

PS: There should be another chapter around midnight, try to update it before 12 o'clock