Chapter 145: Sand Pirates

The members of the camel team laughed one by one when they heard Al's words, in their opinion, Al who ate the hard dough cakes and water they gave him with peace of mind along the way, and didn't even complain a word, was undoubtedly a good bully character, but they obviously didn't think that if Al was really a good bully character, then how to explain the knife just now?

Of course, for these people with developed limbs and simple minds, they don't think so much, they only see the immediate benefits, and see the enemies in front of them.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the bonfire not far from El suddenly swayed without wind, and almost everyone did not notice the change in the bonfire, except for the old man who had been sitting on the camel at the head of the camel team and was the leader of the team, noticed the change in the bonfire.

Slowly putting down the water bladder containing the wine in his hand, the old man looked at Al, a trace of surprise and shock flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly grabbed the horsewhip at his waist and whipped a whip in mid-air.

Hearing only a "snap", everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look at the old man.

At this time, the leader of the caravan quickly came to the old man, and said to the old man with three points of respect: "Mr. Tata, I don't know what is the matter with you?"

Tata is a guide for caravans in the desert, in the desert full of wind and sand, even camels can get lost, but Tata can always find the right way.

They even know the location of oases that few people know about, and there is such a guide for those who walk in the desert. It can definitely increase the chance of survival, so in this western desert. Not even the most ferocious sand thief will hurt even a guide!

Therefore, the leader of the caravan can be said to have great respect for this guide named Tata, regardless of any request from Tata. As long as he doesn't lose money on this trip, then the caravan leader will agree to him.

For the respect of the caravan leader, the old guide Tata nodded with a smile, and then whispered to the caravan leader: "Anyone who dares to follow the caravan into the desert alone is not easy to mess with, not to mention that the young man is very much like a mystery, so warn your subordinates not to be troublesome, they are not a glorious thing to bully a child, stop it." ”

After speaking, the old man Tata turned his head again, picked up the water bladder, and poured a large sip of wine. Squint your eyes and start enjoying the taste of the drink.

And the caravan leader, after hearing Tata's words, suddenly left a cold sweat on his face, he himself knows very well what virtues he has under his hands, once he really angers the mystics, so that they start killing, then the caravan leader who has no one to transport goods will have no place to cry.

Wiping a cold sweat, the caravan leader ran up to his men in three steps and two steps, and he bowed deeply to Al. Then he turned around and shouted directly to his subordinates: "Look, don't you have to work, why don't you pack my things and set off quickly, it seems that I haven't cleaned you up for a long time." You guys are starting to get lazy, so don't get out of here. ”

The caravan leader can control the entire caravan alone, so he naturally has his own set. So when he spoke, his subordinates were unwilling. But they immediately retreated, but in their opinion. Al obviously gave the guide some benefits, so he asked the guide to help him speak, and he was even more convinced of the idea that Al was a soft persimmon.

Seeing his subordinates retreat, the caravan leader finally breathed a sigh of relief, the Mystic is famous in the desert, even the weakest Mystic is enough to make a large caravan slowly perish, let alone his small caravan.

Bowing his head to Al again, the leader of the caravan whispered to Eyre: "Lord Mystery, my subordinates are all rough people, please don't pursue their rudeness, I will return the money given by the Lord in a while, and then I will let Hugo and his son serve you." ”

As for the name Mystic, Al knew very well that it was a collective term for wizards and wizard apprentices by people in the desert, so when the caravan leader's voice fell, Al immediately asked with great interest, "Mystic...... I don't deny it, but how do you see that?"

Hearing Al's question, the caravan leader was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Tata, the guide who was sitting in front.

Seeing the caravan leader's gaze, Al naturally understood how the caravan leader saw his identity, it turned out that it was not he who saw it, but someone else.

Nodding slightly at the caravan leader, Al didn't say anything more, since the caravan leader was willing to return the money he paid, there was no need to refuse, and it was naturally good to spend a little less money on him.

The leader of the caravan retreated, and Al went to his camel and sat down, and soon the caravan set out again, but at this time, by Al's side, he followed another camel, and on the camel a father and son sat on it, and it was the father and son who had received the ten gold coins of Al earlier.

Al smiled at the father and son, and didn't say much, but took out the "Secret Book of Illusions" from the space bag in his chest and began to look at the most basic parts.

That's the most basic part, but it's still difficult for Al to understand, even if the [Focus] state is turned on, it can't make Al watch faster, because a lot of basic knowledge Al is half-understood, so the process of understanding is very slow, and thanks to the superhuman comprehension and memory ability in the [Focus] state, I'm afraid it will be ten times more difficult.

After reading the first page of the Wizard's Codex "Secret Book of Illusions", Al released his [concentration] state, pinched the bridge of his nose in a tired state, and rubbed his eyes.

Looking at the setting sun, Al put the wizard's codex in his hand and began to enjoy the beauty of the desert sunset.

I have to say that even if I saw a lot of pictures and videos of the desert sunset in my previous life, it is not as pleasing to the eye as I saw it in reality.

Enjoying the beautiful scenery of the desert, Al took a sip of water, and poured a little drunk with water instead of wine.

However, at this moment, Al's ears moved slightly, but he heard the sound of horses' hooves vibrating.

Turning his head, Al looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a cloud of smoke and dust rising into the sky, obviously at least the number of people rushing towards this caravan is not small, and the only cavalry of this scale in the desert is the sand bandits!

As the sand thieves approached, the caravan also found the traces of the sand pirates, and soon the caravan became scattered, but everyone knew that only if everyone was united could they survive, as long as they were left alone in the desert, then in the end, even if they would not be killed by the sand bandits, they would die from the lack of water and food.

The caravan gradually converged into a small circle, and the caravan leader and guide walked in front of the caravan, waiting for the arrival of the sand thieves.

Generally speaking, the sand pirates will not do the things of solidifying the river and fishing, because they know very well that if they do too much, then slowly there will be no caravans passing through the desert, and at that time they will have no way to rob them, but they will perish.

Therefore, as long as the camel caravan does not resist too much, then the sand thieves will not choose to make money and kill themselves.

The sand thieves gradually slowed down, and before they came to the camel caravan, there were seven sand thieves in this group, although there were many people, but they were not much compared to the number of camel caravans.

However, these sand thieves obviously survived the battle, and each of them had a strong bloody aura on their bodies, and just sitting on horseback made the people in the camel caravan dare not move a little.

At this time, the leader of this small group of sand thieves drove forward, walked to the caravan leader and guide, he pulled down the mask on his face, and said to the caravan leader and guide: "Looking at your actions, it is obviously not the first time to come to the desert, so you should all know the rules, each person's first three gold coins, and then we want thirty percent of the value of your goods to be converted into gold coins for us, go and prepare money now." ”

The caravan leader looked heartbroken, not to mention the first three gold coins per person, it was not a lot for the caravan leader, but the thirty percent of the goods really made the caravan leader feel a little distressed, but fortunately, it did not exceed the caravan leader's limit, and he was able to bear it.

Accompanied by the leader of this small group of sand pirates, the leader of the caravan counted his goods, and then converted them into 30% of the gold coins, and handed them to the leader of the sand bandits along with the price of 3 gold coins per person.

After getting the gold coins, the leader of the sand thieves and his brothers took the gold coins separately, and then prepared to ride away.

However, at this moment, the young man who had been pierced in the wrist by El with a flying knife suddenly pointed at El and shouted to the leader of the sand thieves: "Ladies and gentlemen, this man is not from our caravan, his head gold should not be counted on the head of our camel caravan, and he is so rich, he should not care about these little head gold." ”

As soon as these words came out, the seven sand thieves immediately turned around and slowly walked towards Al.

Seeing their movements, the caravan leader immediately stepped forward to explain, but was pushed away by the sand thief leader, and there was no room for explanation.

The leader of the sand thieves rode up to Al's side, and without saying a word, he reached out and touched Al's chest, apparently ready to snatch all the valuable things from Al's body.

However, when the leader of the sand thieves pulled his hand out of Al's chest, he had nothing of value in his hand, only a poisonous snake covered in black and red spitting letters at him!

(To be continued.) )