Escaping from the Outpost was not too difficult for al-Muhadi, as he made a few noises to divert the soldiers patrolling back and forth, and walking on the rock walls allowed him to take the most incredible routes.

According to the boy's estimate, the Scorpio's army should have been very close, and it would probably arrive here when there were at most a few hourglasses. Reinforcements from the Crazy Horse Tribe take a little longer, but they can't be more than half a day later than Scorpio's, and if you don't want to suffer a big defeat, you have to seize this time window.

In order to meet the Scorpion tribe's brigade as soon as possible, Muhadi hid not far from the trading post and waited patiently before entering the gate.

Sure enough, a short time later, a man came on horseback, apparently one of the scouts sent by the Outpost, and would turn back.

The boy calmed down and waited motionlessly.

The horse's hooves made no sound when they stepped on the sand, but the vibration could not be removed, and Muhadi felt the shaking of the ground becoming more and more pronounced and louder.

The hapless scout finally ran into range of psionic attacks, and Muhati didn't hesitate to give his horse a stab in the heart. The beast was frightened, jumped and jumped uncontrollably, and threw the rider on his back out.

The boy seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward and slit the scout's throat before venturing to take the reins of the horse.

By the time he grabbed the Crazy Horse jumping around in the sand, a plan for how to defeat the Crazy Horse tribe had taken shape in his mind.

Tyre, the interior of the palace of the Consul.

A hooded mage clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his chest and said excitedly. "Leader!"

Behind him, a row of similarly dressed mages stood in a straight line, their chests puffed out, proudly inspected by the Coral Witch Shatiri.

A violent cough came from behind Shatiri, and Cotander covered his mouth with one hand, but he still couldn't control the cough, and his whole body trembled.

"Is there really nothing wrong with your body?" Shatiri said to the old mage who had taken care of her when she was a child, leaving behind the mages who were being examined in front of her.

"No, I can still hold on!" Cotander pushed away Shatiri's outstretched hand, insisting that he not be supported. "I'm not old enough yet. ”

Shatiri nodded slowly, but she knew in her heart that the old man was lying.

By human standards, the old mage Kotander was indeed not yet in his twilight years, but as a veteran Guardian mage, his health had been destroyed by magic.

Cotander is the most decent and traditional Guardian mage of kind. He has spared no effort to fight against the Witch King for decades, and he has always adhered to the principle of never destroying the environment, and is unwilling to drain the life force of plants or small animals in order to cast spells, but instead forcibly extracts his own life support spells, which makes his body deteriorate faster than ever.

When Shatiri was young, the old mage took care of her and taught her the mysteries of magic. When the Legion exploded, Cotander led the Guardian Mages from all over the country to support the Tyrean Dead. In the end, it was he who followed Shatiri into the Colosseum, interrupting the ritual of the witch king Karak, and killing the thousand-year-old tyrant.

After the success of the Legion, Cotander volunteered to assist Shatiri as an assistant, and watched the Coral Witch become more and more like a witch-king, more and more like the object he swore to fight in the first half of his life.

"Who are these?" said Cotander, pointing to the mages standing in a row in front of Shatiri, "Why don't you have anyone else in their place......?"

The old mage pointed to the hall, where there was only a strange magic circle and no one else there was except him, Shatiri, and the hooded mages. In fact, if the Coral Witch hadn't brought him here, he wouldn't have known there was such a place beneath the palace.

“...... What is it for?" the old mage was referring to both this place and these strange mages.

"This is a new unit in Tyre, an internal guard unit, I call it Salafist a Wahhab. Shatiri said softly.

"Salafiste-a-Wahab, meaning the Committee for the Purge of Anti-Revolution and Saboteurs?" Cotander was shocked, "Could it be that its target is not the Witch King's minions, but the common people of Tyre?"

"It targets the enemy lurking among ordinary civilians. Shatiri corrected.

"I know that the witch kings have infiltrated our city with spies, and even bought some people. Cotander said, trying to convince the other side to distract him. "But we don't already have City Watch guards...... No, did the Gregorians of the New Army go against them? Why do you want to set up such an additional ...... Such a 'force'?"

"The Witch Kings infiltrated more than we initially expected," Shatili explained softly, "Rikas devised a clever surprise attack that sneaked into Eurek City, and instigated the slave gladiators of Eurek City to launch a violent revolt, once again delaying the Witch King's coalition attack on Tyre......"

"Doesn't that sound great?" Cotander didn't understand.

"They were about to take control of the city, when Urric's Witch King Hamanu appeared, along with his elite Templars. Shatiri looked at Cotander with big blue eyes and said, "That Templar army was supposed to be in the desert, but they were waiting in Ulric City, waiting for Rikas to fall into the trap. ”

"That'...... How's Rikas. "Rikas heard that the Witch King had ambushed Rikas and was very concerned.

"He's still alive and managed to escape from Yurik, but his Deep Red Army is almost ruined. Somebody snitches, somebody always whistleblows. Shatiri pointed to the strange platoon of mages, "They will have an important duty to eliminate the spies hiding within the civilian population, and our warriors cannot die for no reason." ”

"Why do you think the Forces and the former City Watch can't do it?" Cotander wondered, "just because they're mages? ”

"Tong guò this spell array. Shatiri said simply, but every word sounded like thunder in Cotander's ears. "The Prophecy Circle left behind by the Karak Witch King. The witch king can detect a rebellion or rebellion attempt through it, and we can also use it to detect the movements of anti-revolution and sabotage. ”

"You're going to use the spell circle left behind by the Witch King?!" Cotander was shocked, "It's blasphemer magic, and its operation will drain the vitality of a qiē vegetation nearby!"

"Also, I heard you mention the word 'sabotage', is it a crime to even sabotage now?

"Tyre has the largest iron mine in Attas, but our soldiers can't even equip all of them with metal weapons, and many still use bone blades or stone axes. It would be a dereliction of duty for the Consul to let these valiant warriors take stone and bones into battle to face the minions of the Witch King. "I want to correct this, I can't sit back and watch the people who call me 'Saint Shatiri' die in vain." ”

"Iron ore production has fallen by nearly a third since the end of the game, and this situation must be reversed immediately!"

Cotander tried to respond, "There's a reason why miners are reluctant to go to the mines. There are strange diseases there, many of the people who go down to the mines don't live past the age of thirty, and if you force them down, then they will turn around and curse you!"

"They can curse, it means they're still alive, isn't it?" Shatiri shot back, "If we fail, how many of them will survive in Tyre?" The Witch Kings will not try to rule the two cities, as they may be ambushed by other Witch Kings as they travel between them. They will only rob Tyre of all his wealth and then force its inhabitants to travel across the desert to their own city-state!"

"How many people will die while crossing the desert? Eighty percent, or ninety percent? Most of the people in the city have never even spent their entire lives in the desert, and they won't survive to migrate!"

"With tighter regulations, most people in the city can at least survive. Yes, they will curse me. But I'd rather see them live to curse than to be bones in the sand. ”

Shatiri continued to explain her point, "I know that you have been rebelling against the Witch King for half your life and supporting civil rights. But when we build up the army and establish the arbitrary power of the military commander, don't you also raise objections? ”

"That's what I said," Cotander coughed for a moment and admitted, "but it wasn't for a while. The military must be arbitrary, because sacrificing the minority to preserve the majority is one of the most basic principles in military operations. The soldiers were unable to know about the military plan, and that was because magic or psionic energy might have caused the plan to leak. ”

"This is a matter of time," said Shatiri softly, "there is no morality in the face of survival, and the new regime of Tyre must be controlled by military coercion if it is to survive, which is also a necessary evil." ”

For a long time, Cotander was speechless, and finally, he said: "Shatiri, in my eyes, you are like my daughter. ”

"I know. Shatiri lowered her head, long covering her blue eyes.

"So I don't want you to be like the Witch King," said Cotander, with emotion, "give up this crazy thought, you've changed a lot for your ideals." If you start the prophecy circle left behind by the Karak Witch King, then I fear that I will lose my daughter and a new Blasphemer Witch King on Atas. ”

Shatiri looked up and replied. "I understand that this circle can change the mind of the user somewhat, and the convenience of the blasphemer's magic always tempts us. I also know that I may not be as strong and may not be able to maintain my status as a Guardian. ”

"So, I'm not going to run this circle, you will. ”

Coral Witch looked at a startled Cotander, whose mouth was wide open, and continued. "You are the most powerful and determined Guardian Mage I have ever met, and the only mage in the city other than me who has access to the Nine Rings of Magic. It may corrupt me, but it can't corrupt you. ”

"You're worried that I'm going to degenerate into a dictator like Karak, and now you know I won't. Because you are the one who has the most powerful power in this city. ”

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