The Lord of Abu finished drinking the cup of coffee and ordered Aisha to pour one third of the cup.

He explained to Roger:

“This matter is a long story.

"Recently, there was an Istian theologian named Ibn Tumiert.

“He preached the primitive Iranianism based on the Qur’an and the Hadith, and adhered to the concept of monotheism: ‘There is no god except Allah’.

“He accused us of the Almurabit dynasty of embracing the same theory of God-Man and polytheism.

“We preach the teachings of Elysians in Arabic according to religious traditions.

"He preached in Berber, and this initiative led him to support a lot of people who did not understand Arabic.

“Ibn Tumeirt proposed to uphold the basic creed of the Iranian religion.

“He developed many disciples, who called themselves ‘Muwashid’, meaning ‘the one who believed in the One God’.

“‘Muwashid’ in your Christian terms is ‘Almohad’.

“Now these ‘Almohad’ are very powerful.

"Especially among the lower-class officers, soldiers, and ordinary people, there are many people who believe in and follow them.

“The land of Port Cadiz is small and is a city dominated by trade.

“Originally, Iranians, Christians, Jews, and believers from other religions could live in harmony.

“Merchant ships from all over the country docked here and traded, supporting the operation of the entire city.

“But since Almohad spread the idea of ​​monotheism that ‘there is no god but Allah’ here.

“There is no longer harmony between the Elysians and other religious believers.

"At first it was a quarrel, then there was a conflict, and then it developed into violence, and finally there was bloodshed.

“The Elanese make up the vast majority in this city, so people of other faiths are driven out and persecuted.

“I repeatedly advised them to calm down, but they just didn’t listen.

“Just last year, a vicious incident happened.

“My soldiers robbed a Florentine merchant ship that came to trade and killed everyone on board.

"These soldiers claimed that this was their punishment for the pagans, and that it was out of my instructions, which I actually didn't know in advance.

“After this incident, merchant ships in Northern Italy no longer docked here.

"I heard that there is a saying in Northern Italy: I, the lord of Cadiz, hate Christians and will kill all the Christians who come into the city.

"I'm really wronged. I don't have such an idea.

"It's all the things that Almohard did, and it's all my subordinates' own actions, and they actually have nothing to do with me."

"Then you won't restrain your subordinates? If I were to do with it, the guys who caused the accident would have been hung."

“Almohad supported them, and most of the people in the city sympathized with them.

"I can barely maintain my rule at this moment, but I dare not stimulate Almohards, for fear of arousing public anger and causing riots.

“Now this city is like a crater, and it will erupt at any time.

"I have to be careful, do you know how much thought I have put into maintaining the current situation.

"But I was still afraid something happened, so I asked my child Idrissi to study at the University of Córdoba, at least it was the Caliph's residence, which was safer than here."

Roger sneered secretly.

He thought, it seemed like you were wronged, and it seemed that the current situation had nothing to do with you.

In fact, it is because you, the city lord, that is, because you are afraid of Almohad, that you have become like this.

Roger thought that if we were the Normans, we would have drawn our sword and chopped us up long ago, so who would dare not accept it?

He thought, even if it triggered a riot, it was not that Sicily had riots before. My father just made a move and would kill him if he didn't accept it. No matter how many people he was, who was afraid of by the Normans.

Roger thought that Sicily could maintain prosperity and stability and live in harmony with all kinds of beliefs.

He thought that if you rulers of the Almurabit dynasty were as slack as you, this dynasty would end sooner or later.

Roger thought, but this has nothing to do with me, and I am not here to seek an official position by you.

He looked at the sky outside the window, and the setting sun dyed the few white clouds in the sky into rose color.

Roger asked, “How do you take us out? When will you leave?”

"Don't worry, have a meal first..."

"When is it, what food to eat."

"You always have to eat. It's not easy for you to come here once. If I can't treat you well, others will think that I, the city lord, do not understand etiquette..."

"As you say, if you are with us, it is probably a riot and a head of people who have fallen into the ground. Who cares about etiquette?"

"That's true. However, you have to wait until it gets dark. Now it's time to eat, so you have to eat something."

Roger thought this guy was so pedantic, no wonder he controlled the city like this bird.

Roger thought that it would be much better than him to replace his son. Was the clever Idrissi really born? Why is the father and son so much different?

The Lord of Abu ordered Aisha: "Go to the kitchen to get some 'Mahmuel', and get more, so you can't let the guests be hungry."

"No, we eat nothing."

Roger never relaxed his guard.

He said: "My men and I are not hungry at all."

"Aren't you hungry? I think he eats deliciously."

Roger turned around and saw that the dates and dried fruits on the plate were almost finished with the bulging mouth of the stupid Henk.

The other four guards were quite alert and didn't eat anything, but they were all so excited that they swallowed their saliva by the stupidity.

"Eat, you know how to eat!"

Roger got angry at Silly Genke.

So Henk bulged his mouth, neither swallowed nor vomited, nor spoke, and could only blink his eyes like a cute bear.

Roger also had no choice but to deal with Henk.

He thought that he had eaten so much, and he would have died if he had any problems, so it wouldn't matter if he had more.

"Eat it, eat it."

So the stupidity started to eat and drink happily.

Aisha brought "Mahmuel".

Roger looked like a pastry.

He asked Aisha: "What is this?"

Aisha replied well-behavedly: "This is a traditional Arabic pastry. Add butter, yeast, sugar and other flavoring agents to the flour to knead and ferment. After that, divide the dough into small pieces and stuff them into pistachios, walnut kernels, dates and other dried fruits as fillings; finally use a mold to press the small pieces of dough into molds and bake them."

Lord Abu encouraged Roger to try it on the couch: "This pastry is a must-have snack when we entertain friends. It's delicious, try it."

Roger didn't know how to eat, he asked, "Tell me about your plan to leave."

The Lord of Abu calmly picked up a piece of "Mahmuel", took a bite, then sipped the coffee, and swallowed it.

Then he said calmly in Roger's murderous eyes:
Chapter completed!