One hundred and eight Sulla: Revenge

"Who killed Chief Abiad?!" the boy questioned the elven warriors in a loud voice.

"Has the murderer been punished?" Muhadi continued, "has the mastermind behind the murderer been punished? It was a halfling who killed my father, and I still haven't been able to find out who is behind him. Fatumah replied that her eyes were full of joy when she saw Muhadi appear. But she still stood where she was, and didn't rush up, that's her character.

"If I see who is behind my back," she squinted at Fahd, clearly expressing her suspicions, and the elven warriors around her. β€œ...... Then I'll peel off his scalp with my own hands, tie it to a pillar and let the sand eagle carve his brain!"

"But you're leaving, and if we're all here, how are you going to avenge your father?" Fahd sighed regretfully, "No wonder Muhadi's friends don't want to support you as a chief." ”

"Of course he supported me. Are you dreaming, or are you blind enough to see such obvious facts?" Fatumah laughed at her half-brother. "As for my revenge, how do you know that we migrated, and that the sinner didn't move with us?"

Muhadi did not have a good reputation in the tribe, but because of the ancient ruins, he was still quite popular, and in this fierce moment of competition, neither of them wanted to see him stand on the other side.

"If Muhadi's friends really support you as you say," Fahd said he would have smiled at him, then looked at Fatoumah sarcastically. "Then why did he go to such lengths to get rid of his master-servant relationship with you? I have heard that he was not only freed from slavery in Tyre, but also became the captain of a new army. Could it be that he would choose to break with Tyr?"

When the elf girl heard this, the expression on her face was shocked. She glanced at Muhadi quickly, trying to find an answer in his face.

The boy knew that this moment was inevitable, so he had to bite the bullet and say to the onlookers, "As Lord Fahd said, I came into contact with my slave status in Tyre. ”

Fatuma stared at him tightly, unable to utter a word.

But the boy went on to explain. β€œ...... I don't have any resentment or resentment towards Fatoumah, in fact I am willing to serve her all the time, not as a slave, but as a husband. I did this qiΔ“ out of love for her, the daughter of the chief of the Scorpion tribe who could not be deserved by a slave, but a samurai captain could openly express his love. ”

There was an oh from the onlookers, and the boy said this with the skill of a telemancer, and it seemed sincere. He also expected that a showdown with Fatumai in this situation would force the other party to accept this statement, as long as she still wanted to be a chief. As for how much truth there was in these words, the boy himself didn't know.

Fatoumah's yellow eyes flickered as he looked at the boy, trying to guess how true and false his words were. In the psionic senses, the girl's mind was churning with monstrous waves, anger, regret, joy and surprise that were unpredictable and unpredictable.

Fahd raised an eyebrow, "What an embarrassing feeling, friend Muhadi." Let me be the chief, and I will approve of you being with my sister. ”

Muhadi's attention shifted to Fahd, recalling the halfling's precise ambush in the desert and his erratic actions beforehand. Fahd deliberately leaked the information to the halflings, which Muhathir almost certainly knew when he was in the city. But now, when the boy uses his psionic energy to try to find the answer, the other person's mind shows real concern and joy, as if he is really happy that he has survived.

"Thank you," Muhati replied, "but I think the Scorpio woman has the ability to decide where she belongs. ”

"I, Muhadi, am here to propose a proposal to you. The boy turned his attention back to the onlookers. "Why do we decide the title of chief on the basis of our words? Is it just a promise and a few beautiful words to prove that a samurai can become our acting chief?!"

"No!" said several elves, who, judging by their appearances, were the descendants of the Alayi who had been coaxed down.

"Aren't we desert tribes the most action-oriented, despising liars who can only talk big words?" the boy asked again, and the onlookers replied with a "Yes!" It seems that Alayi and Kemari are angry about the failure of the challenge, so they also loudly declare that Fahd and Fatoumah are hairy boys who can only talk big.

"Chief Abiad's vengeance has not yet been avenged, and the sinners behind him have not yet been punished. Isn't it ashamed of any elf who calls himself a chief at this time?"

"I agree with Fatumai that if we want to restore the glory of the ancient elven kingdom, we cannot stay in this place of burning dung and roasting meat forever. But we must not remain indifferent to the death of the previous chieftain, what ancient elven king would sit idly by and watch the murderer of the former king go unpunished?"

"So I'm going to postpone the time ...... the election of the sheikh for the time being," Muhadi said as he saw the happy expressions on the faces of the supporters of the Fatoumah faction. One of the major obstacles to Fatoumah's rise to power was that she was still underage by elven standards, and after a few days of her coming-of-age ceremony, this obstacle would no longer be a problem.

β€œ...... Whoever avenges the deceased Sheikh Abiad first, we will serve him as a chief, how?"

When this was proposed, the boy looked at Fahd carefully, trying to find clues from his expression and the changes in his mind. If Fahd was indeed involved in the chief's death, it would be impossible for him not to show his feet.

"How could I refuse such a generous Jianyì friend?" Fahd laughed, "Who doesn't know that I am the most outstanding general and the best warrior in the tribe?

Previously, a large number of halfling raiders were lured into the desert to ambush the Scorpion Tribe's envoys to Tyre, only to be led by Fahd to raid their hometown. The latter thus established a reputation for invincibility in the attack. Hearing Fahd's words, most of his supporters also rejoiced. "Only Lord Fahd can lead us to avenge the old chieftain, just as he did with the Strong-Hearted Halflings and the Strong-Footed Halflings!"

"Do what you do, don't listen to empty promises!" some of the elven warriors shouted again after taking enough of the challenger's gifts from the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes!" shouted the failed challengers, as well as their relatives. "What kind of achievements did that Wu Niu have?

"Avenge Abiad! Avenge the old chief!" There were still many supporters of the former chief, and even some of Fatoumah's supporters were shaken, because they were originally warriors who followed the elven girl's father.

Eventually, the sound of "revenge, revenge!" grew louder and louder, and finally became the dominant voice that overwhelmed the cacophony. Even the sand eagles hovering in the sky seemed to be frightened by this sound and left far away.

"Revenge!" Muhadi joined in the chanting, quietly siding over Fatoumah's supporters.

After that, I'm afraid I'll have to explain it to this ever-strong girl for a long time, the boy thought. Fortunately, the time has come for Theon White Flash to come in handy, and it seems that he must be summoned quickly.

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