"The dark wool is soft and tight, which will help you resist the cold of the night;

The light-colored sari is comfortable and breathable, so that you can avoid the sweat of the middle of the day.

Oh, thread the needle, the tough silk thread is thinner than the bowstring;

Oh, the dance knife is cut, and the scissors with the blade are sharper than the scimitar.

Tape measures and chalk are ready, ready to be tailored to your needs.

How much is this decent value?

I can only tell you secretly,

Only here are the cheapest. ”

- "Advertisement for a "decent" tailor shop

In a half-physical and half-verbal way, he "dissuaded" the Rakshasa demon who came to carry out the entrusted mission, and Quest greeted the elven powerhouse he had known before. Under the powerful aura of the young blue dragon and his companions, Brach had no choice but to put away the scimitar and follow the group from a fork in the road to the outskirts of the city.

Although the permanent buildings of Coptic City are underground, this does not mean that the surface of the earth above the city is only bare, mound-like cave roofs. Merchants who traveled to and from the area paid a daily fee to the "Council of Ten", which ruled the city, and were entitled to set up makeshift tents out of felt cloth to sell their wares. These densely packed stalls even form a huge bazaar that spreads deep into the desert, and the "Council of Ten" has arranged a vigilante team composed of different slaves to maintain order in the area.

As Quest and his party walked out of the crypt city, the Grand Bazaar attracted a lot of people because of the cooler weather, and the bustling crowd showed the vibrancy of the place. At the behest of the ogre's gourmet, the crowd stopped in front of a restaurant that specializes in camel barbecue. It is located near the periphery of the Grand Bazaar, and not far from it is a sea of sand that seems to stretch endlessly.

Among the people who returned from the bloody battle, the one who gained the most was undoubtedly Quis, but when it came to the swelling of the purse, it was led by Blue. In order to withstand the attack of the demon army, the young blue dragon was really "ruined and relieved" after being airdropped into the bottomless abyss, and he stubbornly used the "kryptonite tactic" to rely on a large number of silver-containing cannonballs and silver-plated weapons to persist to the end.

Now, in addition to the stock of the special cannonballs of the super electromagnetic cannon in the spatial belt, the large amount of silver he had exchanged with the merchants of Yugros before had been left in the Acid Mist Canyon plane. As for the rewards and reissued commander allowances after opening the Hell Gate Fort, they are all directly issued in the form of soul prisms, which are hard currencies in the lower realm, and Quis, who has been in the process of adaptive passive evolution, has not had time to exchange them with the merchants of Yugros.

But the clever Blue is very different, relying on the later stage to invest in a liquor store and run a hospital in the abyss town composed of mercenaries from the different planes, this ogre gourmand can be said to have completed the primitive accumulation of capital in the bottomless abyss, a real "poor mountain and bad water" place. Due to the customer base, most of them do not use high-end products such as soul prisms when they settle out. In addition to some bartered materials and items, the last thing in Blue's purse at the moment was a gold coin called "Calamity Coin" by the creatures of the lower realm.

So when Quest was embarrassed to find that he didn't have any money in his pocket to pay for, the ogre gourmand generously took two disaster coins out of his tinkling little money bag and handed them to the restaurant owner.

It is important to know that the exchange ratio between gold and silver kate in the ash plane is more than 1:100, and silver kite is the main equivalent used in this world, and few people can trade this gold currency generously. The smiling owner assured the crowd that the stall would be filled tonight and that no one else would disturb them.

However, at the behest of Quest's eyes, the cautious and uninterested steampunk half-lich cast a spell that shielded detection, and also summoned a "peeking eye" to hide around the restaurant.

"Mr. Blatch, if you don't mind, can you tell me about the feud between Harkonan and you, after all, I've been quiet for more than two years," the young blue dragon said with some psionic skills, which gave him a great advantage in persuading others, "I remember that he was the fourth son of your Anda friend, the Khan of Salem, and you were in charge of saving him from me." ”

Somewhat unexpectedly, when he heard the last sentence of "Anda friend", Quis could clearly feel the emotions that had been hidden in the heart of the elf in front of him, gushing out like a strange peak. It was a complex mixture of hatred, sadness, nostalgia, and more self-reproach, and it took a few deep breaths for the powerful elf known as the Tongue Puller to calm the fire that had ignited in his heart.

After taking a bite of the half-baked camel meat that had not yet been sprinkled with spices and seasonings, and after chewing the food in his mouth vigorously, Brach said slowly: "Harkonnen is not worthy to be the son of the great Hajar Otto, he is a king-killer, a father-killer, a despicable thief who I will curse even after death." ”

I don't know if it's because it's been affected by psychic suggestion, or if it's been suppressed for too long and needs someone to talk to? The young blue dragon took a sip of jujube and felt that it didn't suit his taste, so he changed to a glass of hibiscus juice and continued to sip, he played the role of an excellent listener at this time. Among the crowds, the ogre gourmand and his brother Naru were busy attacking the camel meat barbecued on the campfire, and only the quiet ogre witch doctor cast his curious gaze. Although the paladin Jensen did not understand the language, he could still read something from the indignant look of the elf in front of him. Thankfully, Sneijder, who was sitting next to him, was kind enough to add a linguistic spell to the employee's junior, and Jensen joined the listeners.

Since he was a child, Blatch has been attacked by many rumors because of his overly aggressive appearance, and when he grew older, he personally suppressed the rumors with both hands and earned the murderous name of "Tongue Puller". It can be seen that he actually hates the spread of tongue chewing. When several listeners looked interested in what he had just said, Bradch instinctively resisted it. It's just that in the depths of his undetectable heart, the power of Quest's psionic energy is still moisturizing things and silently affecting him: "Shame for the Venerable, shame for the sage, and hide illness for the relatives." But the Venerable is dead, the Sage is gone, and the relatives are gone, and what is there to hide from Harkonan, a vile villain, who has usurped the throne of the Khan?"

It all started two years ago, when Brach, who held the honorable titles of Grand Samurai and Sylomancer in Salem, was willing to risk great humiliation for his Anda friend as the chieftain of the tribe, and personally ransomed Harkonnen, the son of a defeated and captured chieftain, and his only remaining apprentice.

Bradge thought that Harkonnen would be able to regain the honorary title of Great Samurai with his subsequent victories on the battlefield, and wash away the shame of being captured by himself. In fact, Harkonnam did well at first, and the chief's son was a frequent leader in the wars of the Sashim tribe. After leading his army to several glorious victories over Salem, Harkonnam was re-awarded the title of Grand Samurai.

But the good times didn't last long, and this situation, which was very comforting to Bradge, came to an abrupt end until a tragedy occurred. Little did he know that the information he had revealed about the Shadowmon, Salem's secret weapon, had been sent by Eagle Vultures to the enemy's Golden Horde by Epicurus, the merchant leader who had already secretly negotiated with the Sashem tribe.

Upon learning of Salem's true intentions for the war, it was only natural that the war chieftain of the Sashanite tribe devised a well-planned plan. He deliberately exposed a flaw on the battlefield against Salem's target, an oil well rich in black oil in his tribe's territory, and finally succeeded in luring a large cavalry army into a trap.

The night of the desert was lit up by the lit oil wells, and the flames desperately licked at the bewildered Salem cavalry. Not even an hourglass had time for the legion to be destroyed. Only a few lucky ones braved their lives to break out of the flames and bring the catastrophic news to their old king.

Hajar Otto, the Elven Elven Chief of Salem who aspires to become the co-lord of all the Desert Elves, lost not only one of his powerful men on his way to the Khan that night, but also his other son.

This Anda friend, who was more tenacious and brave than himself in the eyes of Braci the "Tongue Puller", grew old in an instant that night. The traces of his tear-wetted shirt were still so eye-catching and dazzling when he summoned him in front of the king the next day. The fact that Bracch was even more difficult to accept was passed back from the inner room where he had been arranged to ascend to the tribe of Sasan by means of rumors: "Chief Sashem has been summoned by a merchant to learn about the Salem Blazing Shadowbeasts."

The words "Merchant", "Shadowbeast", and "Matter" pierced Bradch's rock-solid heart, and he knew that this mistake had been leaked by himself, and he was mainly responsible for the fall of the tribal army and the loss of his beloved son.

But when he told the truth and asked his chief for a quick death as punishment, his Anda friend simply said, "I don't blame you for hurting one of my sons in order to save one of my sons." If you die, will I not lose two of my dear relatives in one day......"

Although Brache is forgiven by his friend, his self-blame still gnaws at the heart of the "tongue puller". That night, he could no longer resist going to the Golden Horde to ask his old friend for his life—he wanted to ask for the merchant to be hunted down for himself.

"Kill that Epicurus, and I will go and assassinate the chief of Sashan. If he dies, that's fine, and if he doesn't, then I'll take his head back and cut myself off. As Bradge walked to the door of the Golden Horde, he thought to himself.

It's just that when he pushed open the curtain of the golden tent, he saw a scene that made his eyes crack-

His apprentice, the only son of his Anda friend, the son of a chieftain named Harkonnen, plunged a dagger into his elderly father's heart!

Upon seeing his atrocities exposed, Harkonan knew that he was far from being a match for his master—he didn't know that Bradch was already in pain and was almost unable to pick up a scimitar. The Kingkiller carefully dodged Brache's lapsital cutlass and syllables, shouting loudly because the Elven Chief wanted to be alone to quiet the Golden Horde Guard, who had just been taken.

"There must have been a god of luck on that night, and like his previous atrocities, he succeeded once again. And I became the rebel who killed the Khan in his mouth. ”

Bradch's tone was still calm, but the ribs of the camel beast crumbled into pieces in his hands revealed his true emotions at this time.

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