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Chapter 17 - commune

Fahd led Mohadi through the tents, and it was completely dark now, and hardly anyone could be seen. There is only a fire in the clearing among the tribes, surrounded by a circle of young elves who sing a traditional elf song called "Fire Song".

This music is characterized by melodious twists and an impassioned opening. But the ending of Fire Songs is often mournful and desolate, as if mourning a lost fate. Some people say that the reason why Fire Song has formed this characteristic is closely related to the elf race and the fate of the world of Arthas. The Fire Song is the epic of the elves. It sings the glory of the elves and the beauty of Arthas, and the desolate ending seems to be an annotation for the broken and cold reality of Arthas.

Of course, not all fire songs are like that. For example, many peoples in the desert have legends about the doomsday savior - the extraordinary, and there are also several fire songs that praise the ultimate rise of the extraordinary to save the world.

Fahd walked around with Mohadi, and eventually came to a giant tent with many colorful flags hanging. Even at night, the tent looked bright and dazzling, and it was unknown what method of lighting was used inside.

When he got closer, Mohadi realized that this tent was the one that the pesky Hassan used to go to, and asked suspiciously. "What is this place? Is it Hassan's house?"

"Hahaha, Hassan's house!" Fahd was amused, "I didn't think you still hated him, the most mean."

How mean? Muhadi was puzzled, but Fahd was quick to explain. "This is a brothel, a brothel! You look like you've never been here before!"

If it weren't for Muhadi's thick skin, he must be blushing now. "I don't have the money to come to a place like this."

"How can that be? I think you haven't ridden anyone well for so many days. That girl of mine, she said that she is very powerful, but I think she has a special feeling for you, but she can't let go." Hurd then said earnestly, "O Muhadi, you must know that a man must use his words more in order to become strong and brave. If they don't, they will become smaller and smaller. When you want to get rid of it one day, you will find that the thing can't be found!"

Muhadi was speechless for a moment, but he thought about it again, he is in another world now, so there is no need to suppress himself deliberately. Haven't you decided to fully integrate into this world?

With this idea in mind, the teenager followed Fahd into the tent.

The inside of the tent is surprisingly large, at least it can accommodate hundreds of people. There are many single rooms separated by curtains, and there are two long tables in the middle, with people sitting in a circle.

There is a girl on the table, an elf, and a human

They danced seductive belly dances, surrounded by men shouting, all excited, shouting for them to take off one more piece, one more piece.

Around, there are naked men and naked women, elves, humans, and even Muirs. Some were more reserved and hid in a small cubicle, but the sound still spread unimpeded. Some simply ride in front of everyone's eyes, ignoring the constant stream of people around.

Muhadi tried his best to keep his composure, but when he saw this flamboyant and hot scene, he couldn't help but react.

Fahad seems to be a frequent visitor here, and he greeted the people around him easily. He waved away a woman who was approaching, and then dragged Muhadi into a cubicle.

"Most of them are prisoners of war caught in the tribal war." Fahd said casually, "but there are also debt slaves and indentured slaves."

"Okay, it's very safe here, you can talk about anything you want."

"Here...Aren't you afraid of being heard?"

"Just be quiet. It's always very noisy here, and no one really listens. If a grain of sand is hidden in the desert, is it truly invisible."

Muhadi nodded silently, listening to Fahd. "As for the question you asked me, there is a solution."

"According to tribal law, a slave cannot be freed without the consent of the master. And I am 100% sure that Fatuma will not free you."

"In addition, you can't gain freedom by fighting with your master. First, you can't beat Fatuma, and secondly, I will never allow you to kill my sister."

"However, tribal laws are naturally valid only within the tribe, and naturally they can't restrain you when you leave the tribe, isn't it?"

Muhadi couldn't believe it. "Are you persuading me to flee into the desert? If I'm alone, I won't be able to live the time when the sun rises and sets three times."

"No! No! No! You misunderstood," Fahd looked absent-minded and thoughtful. "You are such an interesting human, I will not let you leave the tribe."

"You remember, we picked you up while chasing a caravan."

"Yes, that's right."

"As you know, we generally don't harass the merchants near the tribe, that will scare people away, no one will come to do business, and we will suffer. Have you ever wondered why we chased a caravan that time? Is it?"

In fact, Muhadi thought secretly many times, why he happened to be rescued by someone in the depths of the desert, where no one passed by for a few months. But can't find the reason.

"Actually, the chief was against that action. It was the 'red hand' of the tribe who took over the job while the chief was away. The reason why they attacked the caravan was not to steal money, but to silence it."

"Quiet?!"

"Yes, you know that a big event happened in the nearby city-state of Tyre. The Witch King Karak was overthrown and slavery was abolished."

Muhadi was doing business at the Bazaar every day, and he had heard a lot of gossip from the businessmen, but he knew these things, so he nodded.

"Then you also know that the witch kings usually go their own way, one by one, and intrigue. But as a class, the witch kings never want to see a force that can overthrow themselves. It must be aimed at the new Tyr regime. What's more, Tyr's revolution produced a gladiator, and the Guardian Alliance intervened, and that Karak Witch King was said to have died at the hands of the Coral Witch of the Guardian Alliance."

In Attas, magic is a very powerful force, and the mages are far more powerful than their fantasy-fiction counterparts on Earth. But the price of casting the spell is to extract the life force of the planet, which also leads to the complete desertification of the surface of Atas. However, later people of insight realized this problem, so they developed a new mage faction - the guardian. Although the guardians also need to extract life force when casting spells, they will not drain the life around them, but leave them a chance to recover. Some extreme guardians even choose to extract their own life force to avoid harming the environment. And the old mages were called defilers of nature, or simply defilers, and the witch-kings were defilers. Between the Guardian Alliance and the Witch-king, the endless death battle has lasted for countless millennia.

Muhadi also somewhat understood the common sense of the Athas world. So it is not surprising to hear that the Guardians were involved in overthrowing the Witch King. It is also normal for the Witch Kings to stifle the achievements of the Guardian Alliance.

"Speaking of which, although the Witch King of Karak has done things in reverse, he has indeed been protecting the city for thousands of years. It is not invaded by foreign enemies. Now that Tyre has no Witch King, he has lost most of his combat power. The surrounding Witch Kings Seeing the joy of hunting, they all wanted to annex Tyr. The Witch King of Uric was the most active, followed by Nibenai, and even the maverick from Ankara also entered the battle. The Witch Kings are planning to organize a coalition, waiting for When the time is right, Tyr will be destroyed."

"Didn't it say that the Witch King Karak was killed by the Coral Witch? Since she can kill the Witch King, she is naturally not afraid of other Witch Kings."

"She's still far from it. Rumors say that she joined forces with people and took advantage of Karak's spell to perform a ritual. Magic interfered with magic, the ritual failed, and Karak was blown up by magical feedback. One-on-one She is by no means an opponent of any Witch King."

The difference between Arthas and Earth is that the power of individuals can be terrifying. The so-called tyrants on Earth actually rely on their subordinates and the government system to maintain their rule. It doesn't mean that the individual power of the tyrant has become particularly strong, such as being particularly strong. In Attas, the Witch King alone is equivalent to a mobile nuclear weapon. No matter how many mortals make up an army, it is meaningless in the face of the Witch King's magic. This is why most of the Witch Kings are violent and bloodthirsty, but they are still firmly The reason that ruled for countless years.

"Well, what does this have to do with my desire for freedom? Tyre has made a revolution. Wouldn't you say that the Scorpion tribe also has a revolution?"

Fahd laughed, "I think so, but it's not realistic."

"Continue listening to me, Muhadi."

"The Witch Kings are going to jointly attack Tyre, so Tyre can't sit still. Now Tyre's temporary ruling council is going crazy looking for allies. Don't tell me, they have quite a few allies."

"First of all, the Guardian Alliance will definitely help, and mages from all over are rushing to Tyre. Second, several major business families are also interested in joining, because they are happy to see the Witch King overthrown and the aristocratic class finished."

The witch kings of Arthas lived very long, so they often had many children, and these children formed the noble class of Arthas. They were cunning, cunning, shameless, and oppressed businessmen with their privileges. So Muhadi understands why the business family is happy to see the Witch King overthrown.

"But above all, the underground city of Araki in the north. It's a different place, everyone knows it exists, but doesn't know where it is. It's an alternative in the desert, ruled by a bunch of eccentric psions. If the city of Tyre can get their assistance, it will still have the power to fight."

"That's why Tyre secretly sent a lot of messengers to ask for help. And the witch kings, they bought the tribal robbery messengers in the desert. The 'Red Hand' received such a job."

Mohadi understood a little, but he still didn't understand, "I still don't see how this has anything to do with my freedom."

Fahad said, "The 'Red Hand' made his own decisions, but the chief didn't agree. Although Tyr couldn't defeat the Witch King's coalition, he was not a soft persimmon. They found that someone had robbed and killed the messenger, and they were already furious. On the surface, it was hidden, but the result was exposed. No, Tyr came to the messenger, and asked Chief Abiad why he dared to rob Tyr's messenger. If you don't give an answer, you will send troops to destroy us."

"So, the chief and Fatuma have been busy dealing with Tyr's messengers these days. But it's not enough. Tyr asked us to send people to the city to formally conclude an agreement."

"So now the opportunity has come, the chief doesn't want to send the elves from the tribe. If the Witch King's coalition wins, wouldn't the clan be exterminated. But he didn't dare not to send someone, because if he didn't send someone, the witch would be annihilated. The king hasn't called yet. First, they will be exterminated by the army of Tyre City."

"In this way, you are a suitable candidate. You are a human, not an elf. If the Witch King wins, you can refrain from representing our tribe at all. It is a private opinion of a small number of people in the tribe. Tyr wins, Naturally everything is easy to say."

"But how did he think of sending me, and I go to Tyre, so I can be free?" Muhadi asked.

"My human friend, I will guarantee that he will think of it." Fahd said in a persuasive manner, "Besides, have you forgotten what I said. Tribal law, can't you be restrained if you leave the tribe? Tyr It just happened that slavery was overthrown, and war was required. According to the laws of Tyre, citizens of Tyre were not allowed to keep slaves, and slaves not held by citizens of Tyre were obliged to be drafted into the army during the war, and only needed to be given to the original owner. You must make compensation. When the war is over, although you still belong to the Scorpio tribe, you are still a free man."

"I have acquaintances in Tyre, who can let you take a form without actually going to the battlefield and gain freedom." Fahd said.

"Great!" Muhadi suddenly realized. "But why are you helping me to this extent."

"Take it as my personal distaste for slavery. And I do admire Tyr's revolutionaries who did things I didn't dare to do. I'd like to thank them for my gems and skulls for making our tribe a reality. work with them."

"There is one more point." Fahd added, "If the plan is to succeed, you must at least become a great samurai with more than ten heads, so that it has enough weight and reliability in the eyes of the chief. I know You have psionic power, learn it well, you must become stronger as soon as possible and become a great samurai, and then I will be more sure to convince the chiefs."