For the next few days, Fatuma was out on business, and Muhadi went to the Bazari every day to make money from the currency exchange business as usual, as if the psionic training at Lyra had never happened. On this day, he met a fat aristocratic son who had just come out of the city and had never seen the world. Muhadi also did not hesitate, slaughtered the other party fiercely, including today's income, he has earned almost ten gold coins.
Seeing that it was not too early, Mohadi put away his small stall and slowly walked towards the corner of the tribe's settlement.
According to the elves of the tribe, in large cities like Tyre and Uric, the streets are filled with travelers, merchants, performers and melodious music even at night. Marijuana smoke pours out of street vents to make people feel physically and mentally happy. Here, there are fewer people in the evening. Most of the merchants began to pack their goods, or lead the camels back to their residences, or travel overnight.
Muhadi walked through the slowly darkening path, past the corner that was becoming silent. Surrounded by unattended stalls and unreal piles of clutter. There was a lot of rubbish left in the daytime trading on the ground, and there were some messy nicks on the stones on the edge of the settlement, like some curse words. Muhadi didn't know the elf script, so he ignored him at all.
There are quite a few medium-sized tents in this area, which are relatively well-known in the tribe, but not yet inhabited by people at the level of chiefs or singers. Fahd's tent is also here. Although he is Fatuma's brother, he is not the son of the chief, and is not qualified to live in the stone house of the chief.
His tent was called the Jeweled Skull because there were three pillars in front of his tent door, and in one of the pillars there was a skull encrusted with jewels.
Muhadi has been to Fahd's house several times before. He found that Fahd is different from other elves in the tribe. He is very hospitable and hospitable, and he especially likes to be close to people outside the tribe. According to his own explanation, because he was originally an outsider and joined the Scorpio tribe as a slave, he had no prejudice against outsiders. As for his original owner, his head is now stuck on the second pillar in front of Fahd's house. Fahd found a chance to duel with his master, and then easily cut off the opponent's head.
According to custom, a pillar in the tribe is filled with ten heads, which means that his master has become an official great warrior, and Fahd has been filled with more than one.
Muhadi likes to run here, and he also hopes to learn something from Fahd. One day, he can get rid of his slave status and truly gain a foothold in this world.
Mohadi opened the curtain of the tent, "Hey, friend Fahd, I'm here!" He walked in carelessly. Fahd was here with his two wives, the former leaning on one, holding a painted wooden cup in one hand and the other on the other's shoulder.
"Ah, my human friend Muhadi, it's the right time to come. I bought a bottle of 'Night Shadow Water' today. Would you like to try it?" Fahad said the night shadow water is Atta A hallucinogenic drink in the world. Because the grains on Attas are extremely precise, few people use wheat or grapes to make wine, so the price of wine is extremely high. Most Athas do not drink alcohol, but drink this cheap drink.
"Forget it." Muhadi sat cross-legged, calmly bearing the interested eyes of Fahd's two wives. "What about your children?"
"I haven't come back yet." Fahd said nonchalantly, "Today's merchants are many and fat, and they are probably not willing to stop."
Even though Muhadi has lived in this world for some time, he still feels very uncomfortable with some of the practices of this world. One of Fahd's two wives was pursued by himself and won with his heart. The other was his original owner's wife, who he snatched with a machete. According to tribe rules, the wife is the property attached to the husband and must be transferred to the winner of the duel. Unless that woman, like Fatuma, is a warrior herself, a free man who has the right to decide herself.
He also won Fahd's children, and he did not abuse them. Like other fathers in the tribe, he sent those very young, who were not old enough to be trained in martial arts, to become thieves in the market. Such a kid is small in stature and familiar with the terrain. He darts around in the crowd and can't catch up at all. A businessman who comes to the tribe to do business, even an old hand, sometimes stumbles over the goblins.
This is how the tribe does it. Adult elves rarely come forward, and children are allowed to steal. The only chance an adult elves will show up is when a thief is caught.
Almost everyone in the tribe wears a headscarf, but there are differences in color and decorative patterns among the headscarves. For example, some people wear white checkered headscarves with black stripes, some people wear almost pure white headscarves with only hexagons, but most people wear headscarves with various crescent and star patterns.
Fahd and his family wear a crescent star turban, with a blue crescent below and white stars on a black base. Fahd said it was symbolic of the night sky. Everyone in the desert cursed the sun and praised the night, because the night protects the people of Attas from the scorching heat, so the crescent moon symbol is so popular.
In any case, wearing Fahd's turban means that the person is "covered" by Fahd. If one of Fahd's children was caught stealing, he would be notified soon, and Fahd would have to take his machete and go get the man back, no matter what. Otherwise, everyone will look down on him, his wife, his children will be bullied by everyone, and his reputation will become worthless.
The two chatted for a while. Fahd had a lot of knowledge, and he knew some of the customs in the desert. And Muhadi did not show weakness. Although he had never been to any place in Atas, he could be regarded as a well-read in the last world and traveled around the world. So Fahd is also very interested.
When Muhadi euphemistically suggested that there is no other way to gain freedom other than to fight with his master. Fahd's smile stopped for a moment, then raised the painted wooden cup, "I wish you success in your lofty ideals, my Muhadi. You should fight for freedom, the sooner the better."
"Although my sister is a decent master, you can never believe what happens to being a slave."
"My master, Gaius, or Gaius? Can't remember exactly, he used to be a good host too. He and his wife treated me well." He patted one of his own wives when he said me , the latter just bowed his head silently.
"He usually treats me like a brother, and also treats other slaves." Fahd continued.
"He has another slave named Heilly, my best friend, my unrelated brother."
"Where is he now?" Muhadi asked.
"In the first pillar in front of my door, inlaid with glass, the one called the gemstone skull."
Muhadi was shocked, but he listened to Fahd continue to speak. "I didn't mean to kill him. Once, my master took the two of us to do business in the city. We attended a banquet hosted by the High Templar of Tyre."
"Tyr is popular with gladiatorial fights, so that day, the guests proposed to watch a gladiatorial fight. So the host ordered me and Huili to fight to the death."
"Although the master is unwilling, what else can he do? Templars are the lackeys of the Witch King of Tyre, and they have never acted recklessly. If they disobey, even if he is a free man, he may be dragged out and stoned to death."
"This is the origin of two of the heads in front of my door." Fahd summed up with some dark humor.
"You don't have to feel any guilt, after all, you have no choice, so there is no guilt," Muhadi said.
"It's still so good at talking." Fahd waved his head and shook off his sadness. He returned to his usual bold, always smiling image of the sun. "It's getting late, let's change places and have a good chat about your problem."