Father Mavie

Looking at the woman walking out of the hotel and getting on her horse, a Templar knight subconsciously said: "Princess."

"How many times have I told you to call me Haifa or Captain!"

"Yes! Captain!"

The Templar Knight said: "We have sent people to follow them. Those strangers got on the camels. They seem to be heading to the inner city. Can I ask why we are following them?"

In the entire Alawi Kingdom, there are anywhere from [-] to [-] suspicious persons every day. Why are they holding on to the Mawi people?

"intuition."

Haifa grabbed the reins and looked towards the inner city: "My intuition has always been very accurate. Those strangers are definitely not here to do business. If you follow them, you may make great discoveries."

"They mentioned the bed to the hotel owner. I suspect that the 'bed' is a shape, such as a square stone cover or something like that. Please inform me that if you see something similar, you should be vigilant and report it quickly."

"Yes!"

Riding a camel is a very wonderful experience. The camel's steps are steady and not swaying. The front and rear humps are as soft as cushions. If the smell was better, it would probably be a very good mount.

Ma Wei, who was riding a camel for the first time, gave a very high evaluation. They shuttled through the streets, and the leader opened the way in front. Women or children kept coming around with pottery plates with fruits on their heads to sell them. Strangely, the more drought there was, the more In areas with little rainfall, the fruits that grow are sweeter.

Ma Wei threw out 3 silver coins, took the earthenware plate from the hand of a short child, picked a grape and stuffed it into his mouth. The bursting juice was sweet and refreshing, full of fragrance, and there were no seeds at all. No need to spit out grape skins.

They picked up a honeydew melon and threw it to Levin, and then threw some pomegranates to Daniel and Alberts. Everyone ate the fruit on the back of the camel. As they ate, a towering city wall appeared in front of them.

Compared with the outer city, the inner city wall is more generous, made entirely of stone bricks, and is ten meters high. There are more than a dozen guards guarding the entrance, and there are soldiers patrolling and standing guard on the wall.

When they arrived at the inner city gate, camels were not allowed to enter. Alberts stepped forward to negotiate with the guards and obtained a lot of benefits before getting the pass.

If the outer city is a slum, then the inner city is as luxurious as a palace.

Baghdad is a ring-shaped city. In the center of the city is a hill. There is a golden palace on the top of the mountain. The buildings closer to the palace are more luxurious. The surrounding houses are all made of solid wood. This is a desert!
There are tall horses walking on the street, and the wealthy people ride in carriages instead of camels. The restaurants on the street have elegant and polite waiters. They wear suits and speak fluent Windsor. Listen carefully. He has a bit of a London accent, and now he starts speaking Parisian again.

London and Paris in the desert?
This is really strange.

The inner city is much more spacious than the outer city. Obviously not all businessmen are willing to pay the expensive 'tickets', and the consumption here is not low. When Ma Wei passed by a restaurant, he saw the sign outside saying:

[Today’s special: fresh oysters, 5 dinar gold coins/plate]

In the Kingdom of Windsor and London, oysters cost 1 penny each in the evening, making them one of the least valuable seafood.

Wouldn't it be profitable to start a seafood business?

Just as Ma Wei was thinking this, he suddenly heard Yunia shouting: "Dad! Look!"

Looking in the direction of her finger, Ma Wei saw a five-story building that was about to be built. Compared with the low-rise houses around it, it seemed to stand out from the crowd, and the hanging signboard was even more interesting:
【Manstein Potions Company】

There is also a line of inconspicuous small words below: Baghdad Branch.

People entering and leaving the store were all members of the royal family and wealthy businessmen in gorgeous clothes. Everyone had a faint smile on their face. It was obvious that they were very satisfied with the items in the store.

Ma Wei licked his lips and looked at Levin, who also looked confused.

when.
Has the Manstein Potion Company opened a branch in the middle of the desert?

This expansion speed is a bit too fast.
Surprised, Ma Wei didn't run in to 'recognize his family'. He had important things to do and didn't have time to manage the branch.

The hotels in the inner city are much more exquisite than those in the outer city. Mawi chose the Baghdad Royal Hotel. The inside was as luxurious as a palace, and the floors were paved with marble tiles, making them slippery when walking.

The room rate is not cheap either. The price per night is 5 gold dinars. This is the price of a single room. A double room costs 8 gold coins.

Expensive, of course there is a reason why it is expensive.

The house not only has a bathtub, but also has a 24-hour hot water supply. The bed is big enough for an elephant to lie down on, and you can see the back garden when you open the window.
After taking a shower and putting on clean clothes, it happened to be dark. Ma Wei called Levin and the others and returned to the outer city from the inner city.

Baghdad is not the destination, they just settle here. The real destination is Jerusalem. Time is limited. They need to set off immediately after the black sand storm passes.

They went to the outer city to buy some camels, food and some new clothes, and got a map to avoid the bandits. Mawei and the others quickly rushed back to the hotel. There was no need to worry about the camels. As long as you spent some custody fees, there would be someone to help. You feed.

Sand and dust have begun to blow on the streets. The sky is as dark as ink stains. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The merchants have closed their doors and windows and reinforced them with boards. The Royal Hotel in Baghdad has also closed its doors. The heavy doors are slowly closing. This is The iron gate specially designed to block the black sandstorm is airtight.

The gas lamp above his head lit up with a "ding", and the waiter came to ask Ma Wei kindly if he wanted to eat.

After running around for a day, I ate a lot of fruits, but I was not hungry. I had to eat some meat and carbohydrates. When I came to the restaurant, Mawi tasted the unique pilaf and roast lamb of the Alawi Kingdom, turning a blind eye to the expensive seafood. .

It’s not that I can’t afford it, it’s that I’m tired of it.

How can any good person go to other regions to eat hometown food?

A black sandstorm came, and the huge wind pressure caused the reinforced windows to shake. The sound of the wind was like a ghost's laughter, gloomy, loud and quiet.

Ma Wei stood in front of the window. It was pitch black outside. He could see nothing but his own reflection, only the endless raging wind.

Just when Ma Wei was about to take a rest, the magic wooden box suddenly vibrated and jumped on the table very violently.

Something is approaching!
Yunia was the first to run into the room and threw herself into Ma Wei's arms, followed closely by Edward - he didn't imitate Yunia and rushed towards him, but went straight to the window, stared at the darkness outside and said, "There is something there. "

Holding Yunia's little hand, feeling the power pouring into his body, Ma Wei stared out the window again. In the endless darkness, he
I saw many vague shadows.

This is not because of lack of magic power, but because the sky is too dark, without any light, and the wind and sand are raging. In addition, with the lights on in the room, it is even harder to see the situation outside the room. Even the ghosts twisting in the wind and sand are occasional. can only be seen.

"what is that?"

"I don't know." Edward shook his head, and Yunia didn't know either.

They were not familiar with the Alawi Kingdom, but they were familiar with it. Mawi called out Baji without any courtesy and asked him about the ghost in the sand.

Buggy didn't answer, and looked out the window with melancholy.

After a long time, He finally said: "They are not a threat."

Seeing that Buggy didn't want to say more, Ma Wei didn't continue to ask. Everyone has things that are difficult to talk about. Judging from Buggy's expression, the ghost that appeared in the black sandstorm should have greatly touched his heart.

A night of silence.The next day, the sun shone into the room and shone on Ma Wei's face. He slowly opened his eyes. The black sandstorm had stopped. After a night of raging, the hotel was in a mess. The fenced-in back garden did not suffer much damage. , it’s just a pile of sand one meter high.

The Royal Hotel in Baghdad opened for business again. As soon as the door opened, sand poured in, which was half a person's height. He stepped on the sand and came to the street. When he climbed up and looked up, he realized that the sand had buried half of the city.

Only the palace on the top of the mountain was not affected.

"Last night's black sandstorm was particularly intense." Alberts looked solemn: "I have never seen such a manic black sandstorm in my whole life. It's like..."

"Like what?"

"It's like the black sandstorm is getting excited." Alberts said in a deep voice.

Excited
Reminiscing about Buggy's reaction last night, Ma Wei made some guesses in his mind, took a deep breath and said:
"Pack your bags and get ready to go."

"Yes."

After placing the food and luggage on both sides of the camel's back, and drawing the freshest and clearest river water, Mawe and his men left Baghdad on their camels and walked northwest along the river bank.

The scorching sun in the desert is like a steam oven, which makes you unable to lift your head. Mawei and others were so dizzy from the sun that they kept drinking water. When it was the hottest time in the afternoon, they had to find a shady place to stop. Come down and rest.

It's not that Ma Wei doesn't want to use the Heart of the Jungle, but that he doesn't understand the situation in this area. What if he teleports to someone else's face?
There are many forces in this area, including bandits, royal guards, caravans, and Templars. If you use magic casually, you will get into trouble if you are discovered.

Magic should only be used in emergencies, especially magic as difficult to control as Jungle Heart.

At night, Mawei and others set up tents on the river bank. According to the map, they will leave the river and enter the desert tomorrow. The first day's journey is the safest. They follow the river course that has lasted for thousands or thousands of years. If you don’t get lost, the next step is the test.

The moon was thin, and the temperature began to drop late at night. The robe that was slightly stuffy during the day became a weapon against the cold at night. By the campfire, Alberts played the harmonium, and Daniel sat next to him, biting into the hard meat. .

There are three types of food they prepare. One is dried bread, which can be stored for a long time and resist hunger.

The second is dried beef jerky, which has almost no moisture and is as hard as a stone. When eating it, you have to hold it in your mouth and soften it with saliva before you can bite off a piece with difficulty.

The third food is honeydew melon.

Honeydew melon can be stored for a long time and will not go bad even if it is stored for ten and a half months. It is also rich in water, vitamins and fructose. It can not only make up for the lack of nutrients in meat and carbohydrates, but also replace water at critical moments. It can be called the food in the desert. Life-saving tool.

These are the experiences left by the old people who have lived in the desert all year round and are passed down from generation to generation.

"Someone is following us."

Edward said suddenly.

"Is it other caravans?" Ma Wei asked. What they got was the safety road map for the next week. After the black sand storm, they will not be the only team taking this road. It is normal to knock down other caravans. .

"No, I've been observing them for a day, and they have been following us." Edward said: "We stop, they stop, we walk, they walk, always keeping a fixed distance so that we cannot detect them with the naked eye. They are well-trained."

"You're in trouble."

Ma Wei sighed. His first suspicion was the bearded owner of the hotel, because no one except him recognized that they were from the Kingdom of Windsor.

What's more, Big Beard is running a black shop. This area is so chaotic. Anyone who has the ability to run a black shop must have a background. He is either a bandit or a royal family, and Big Beard obviously does not have a royal background.

He is probably a sand bandit, or a tipper to the sand bandits!

"Not a bearded man."

Edward stared at the desert behind him for a long time, showing a surprised expression: "It's the woman who stopped us yesterday."

"Woman? Templar?"

"Yes, that's right, it's her." Edward said with certainty, "She's following us. Huh?"

Amidst the surprise, Edward laughed. Ma Wei rarely saw it smile, so he couldn't help but ask: "What did you find again?"

"That woman was also followed. The one who followed her was Big Beard. He led a team of men and followed further behind."

Even Ma Wei was dumbfounded now. The woman he met yesterday was not a good person, nor was she a bearded woman. What was she called?
The praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind?

But Ma Wei doesn't think he is a cicada.

The woman she met yesterday was not simple. Ma Wei thought that she didn't notice Big Beard and the others because all the attention was focused on herself. If he and Big Beard were in the same group, then this trick would be like sleeping in front of the wolf. Cover to lure the enemy.

Now it's a bit interesting. The Templars are following, and even the sand bandits are coming. Now it's impossible to safely excavate the Holy Land.

"How to do?"

Edward turned his head to look, his eyes flashing with golden light: "Do you want to kill them? The dark and windy night is a good opportunity to do it."

After thinking about it, Mawei called Alberts and asked, "Tell me the information you know about the Templars."

"There are many forces intertwined in this area. The Templars are a special organization established by the Judgment Cult to supervise extraordinary activities."

Alberts shrugged and said, "I don't know their specific strength."

"That's it"

Ma Wei nodded and thought: "If you don't know the details of the enemy, it's better not to take action rashly, so as not to expose yourself."

"You are too timid." Edward said, "Give me 10 minutes, they will all die."

"As far as I know, the Apocalypse God Department is wary of Dambala, the god of Voodoo. How are they wary?"

Ma Wei looked up at the stars and said word for word: "These Templar Knights are patrolling in the desert. They say they are monitoring extraordinary activities. In fact, they are probably extraordinary organizations set up by various churches to monitor Dambala, the God of Voodoo!"

"so what?"

"Dambara is a god. Even if he loses his body, he is still a god."

Ma Wei shook his head and said:
"You dared to spy on the existence of gods, but you didn't have any trump cards, and you killed them all in 10 minutes. Do you believe such an outrageous thing?"