Seeing the boss's car arrive, Finks led an old man with a gray beard and walked towards the boss's wife.

"Master Msta." The proprietress said warmly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but your body is still tough." ”

Elder Msta didn't expect to see the proprietress here, and he was a little distracted for a while, "You...... You are? ”

Dennis complained on the side, "Elder Msta looks dizzy, why don't you even recognize your disciple Shamanli?" ”

Msta's eyes widened, and she looked at the proprietress in disbelief, and reached out with a trembling hand, touching her empty sleeve and then her blue-gray mask, "Samani, oh my God...... How did you end up like this......"

In his impression, this disciple was once the most beautiful woman among the eighteen tribes. Many people say that such beauty and kindness are among the best among all the saints.

"Old man Msta, you have to accept reality." Dennis said with a blank face, "We all told you that Samanli was ruined by Ironbeard...... It's a shame, but it's true......"

Msta picked up the proprietress and was speechless for a while.

Instead, the proprietress patted her master on the back and reassured, "As you can see, I'm only slightly injured, but at least I'm not dead yet." It's a blessing to be able to pick up a life from Ironbeard's men. ”

Msta muttered distressedly, "It's a pity, it's a pity......"

There was no sadness in the proprietress voice, and she said calmly, "If there is a reward for the effort, it will not be a pity." ”

Msta let out a long sigh, "Return? What can you get in return? ”

The proprietress asked lightly, "Do you remember what you said, the Red Pavilion Paradise where everyone can eat enough?" ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Msta's eyes: "You...... Did you find it? ”

"No one can find a place that doesn't exist." The proprietress said with a little pride, "So we built one of those paradises ourselves." ”

There has never been a perfect escapist orchard, and everyone can only rely on themselves.

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Led by Lydia, the hostess, Dennis, and Msta walked together to a makeshift tent that had just been built. The leaders who surrendered occupied a corner, and the atmosphere was a little awkward, a little nervous, and a little helpless.

Cabal turned his back to the others, holding the scepter in his hand, a symbol of the leader's status, and his eyes were full of remorse and uneasiness about the past.

North sat on the other side, looking like he was going with the flow, but his mind should have begun to calculate who to attach to next.

Nabino sat upright, staring firmly at the door. It seems that he is still haunted by the defeat of Lydia with one move, and may still be imagining another showdown with Lydia.

The door to the tent was lifted, and the first to walk in was Dennis. Seeing these tribal leaders, he didn't feel kind, but just found an open space to sit down disapprerovingly.

Msta also walked into the tent. He was already a character that no one noticed, and at this moment he got in like an invisible man, sitting silently in the corner.

The last person to accompany him in was the proprietress with a blue-gray mask.

When the clan leaders saw this masked woman with only one arm, they couldn't help but be a little curious about her identity. Then I heard her calmly call out everyone's names: "The leaders of Kabal, Nos, and Nabino, I haven't seen each other for many years, and I didn't expect to be reunited in such a way." ”

Cabal looked at North suspiciously, North looked at Nabino hesitantly, Nabino frowned, stared at the proprietress for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "Who are you, did we know each other before?" ”

"We should have known each other since the time the leader of the Cabal abandoned his title." The proprietress calmly made milk tea for a few people.

Seeing that those people were still full of inexplicable expressions, Dennis snorted coldly, "Are you blind, deaf or stupid?" Don't even know Shamanli? ”

The three of them let out an exclamation in unison.

The most beautiful saintess of the eighteen tribes back then had become such a miserable appearance, of course they couldn't have guessed it.

The proprietress asked the waiter to fetch some snacks and put them on the table, "I heard that you didn't sleep well last night, and I'm afraid you haven't had breakfast yet." I've brought you some snacks, so you might as well eat them. ”

Cabal and Nabino looked at the proprietress waryly. Dennis took the lead in reaching out and grabbing a snack in his hand, "If the Red Pavilion wants you to die, do you need to poison it?" ”

Nabino suddenly remembered that Lydia didn't stab him to death after picking up his weapon, but only knocked him unconscious with the barrel of her gun, and knew that it meant to let him go, so she grabbed a snack and nibbled on it herself.

After everyone had a cup of milk tea, the atmosphere on the scene immediately eased a lot. Cabal looked at the proprietress and tried to open up the conversation: "How unfortunate it is that we were once eighteen tribes, and now we are on opposite sides. ”

Dennis pursed his lips disdainfully, the eighteen tribes excluded the holy Maiden Samanli, and when he finally broke with the Red Pavilion, he was not yet the leader. But he knew full well that none of you had ever sided with Samanli. Now to talk about "misfortune", it is obviously a bit ironic.

North also snorted, "That's right, we're just a tribe living in the desert seeking to live in peace......"

He was clearly trying to beg the proprietress to release them so that he could continue to be his leader in the desert. It's just that they didn't expect that the saintess who had always lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes in their impressions had now become a little angular.

The proprietress looked at her and asked, "Chief North, since you are a clan seeking to live in peace, how can you raise eighteen flags to invade our town?" ”

Nabino said in a deep voice, "We're just fighting for the clan. ”

"Yes." The proprietress took a sip of milk tea and suddenly asked, "How many animals starved to death last year, how many children died, and how many elderly people ended their lives in order to save a mouthful of food?" ”

The eyes of the clan leaders drifted unconsciously, avoiding the gaze of the proprietress.

The proprietress asked, "What can this war bring to the people of the tribe?" Will they be better off, or will you get something? Or are even the leaders just pawns, and someone else who really profits? ”

This question is like a hammer that slams into everyone's heart.

After being silent for a long time, Msta silently raised his head and said, "War, evil war......"

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and Lydia walked in with a few soldiers.

Lydia didn't sit down, but just stood and gestured, and the soldiers behind her took the weapons of the leaders and placed them in front of them. Lydia's eyes glanced at you, "When you are defeated, you will inevitably be a little unconvinced. So I'm asking you not to laugh and give you a chance. ”

She wanted to let them all go as generously as in the ancient novels, and then recapture them a few more times in the same way. But when she saw the real life and death on the battlefield, she was no longer willing to risk the lives of her soldiers.

But not smiling gave her another chance to show off her skills.

Lydia pointed to their weapons, "If you can outmaneuver me with your weapons, then send you away, what do you think?" ”

Nabino's eyes lit up with excitement, but Cabal gave him a look to calm him down.

After much thought, Cabal asked, "You mean to fight you one-on-one, and if you win, you can be here immediately?" ”

Lydia looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm just giving me an hour if you don't laugh, why don't you go together." ”

At first glance, this may sound arrogant, but those who know Lydia well know that she is only telling the truth. It's just that Cabal and Nabino sounded rather harsh.

"Let's go together?" Cabal and Nabino exchanged glances, as if they felt they had a chance of winning, "I hope you don't regret it." As he spoke, he picked up a pair of hammers and stood up. ”

Nabino picked up the long stick, and North followed suit with the long knife. Then the eyes of the three slowly converged on Dennis's face.

Dennis just sat there, still munching on his snack with relish.

Cabal coughed, "Captain Dennis......"

Dennis raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "If you want to fight, go out and fight, don't make me eat." ”

Nabino glared at him grimacingly, "Do you want to escape the fight?" ”

If an old, weak, sick and disabled person like Msta gave up fighting, the three of them didn't feel that it mattered, but it was Dennis's brave and important combat power that wanted to give up fighting at this moment? This made Nabino's heart unnamed.

Dennis snorted and picked up a burrito, "This is what I made for you when I got up in the morning, don't you think it's a pity for you to just throw it away?" ”

Facing the shocked eyes of the three people, Dennis took a sip of milk tea and took another bite of the burrito defiantly, "There are five eggs in this cake, and I can't eat five eggs in the tribe in a month." Those people are not like you, who roast meat all day long and enjoy the offerings of others. ”

Unexpectedly, Dennis, who has always made people feel cynical, is a leader who pays attention to the life of the clan, which really surprised the proprietress a little.

Dennis lifted the teacup again, "This pot of milk tea is made with 'clear water mint' and 'minox tea', this is just an ordinary drink for them, for me, the last time I drank such milk tea was in Elder Msta's camp ten years ago. ”

He sighed faintly, "At that time, there were still some oases in Elder Msta's land, and occasionally some good wild fruits could be picked......

Elder Msta was shocked by his words, and hurriedly picked up the teacup and drank it deeply, carefully experiencing the cool and moisturizing aftertaste, and his dizzy old eyes seemed to be cooler for a while.

He asked curiously, "Samani, is this...... Where did it come from? ”

"Bought it." When the proprietress heard the word robbery, she subconsciously felt disgusted, "The mint and tea are all grown by the farmers of Crown New Town, the cows are raised by the farmers, and the pots are borrowed from the fortress kitchen—the Red Pavilion does not intend to do such a 'business' as looting." ”

She said the last word "hook" very seriously, which made Msta and the other leaders feel red-faced.

Elder Msta felt a little embarrassed, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "Crops can also be grown in the desert?" ”

Dennis replied, "Yes, I did." Fields of land, like a huge oasis. ”