Farmer Kelba agreed very simply, after all, this was a matter of life and death.

Su Xiao raised her hand, and Ammu on the side handed over a portrait. Su Xiao pointed the portrait at the farmer Kelba and asked: "Do you recognize this person?"

"I don't know."

"..."

Su Xiao made a move to get up and leave, but Eminem next to him immediately struck out with an axe, preparing to chop off the farmer Kelba's head. Eminem didn't care about anything else, as long as Su Xiao told him to, he would do it.

"Recognize it!!"

The farmer Kelba shouted loudly, and the ax blade stopped less than one centimeter away from his neck. The sharp ax blade made him feel horrified, and there was a dull pain in his throat and neck, which was about to be hit.

"He, he is the quartermaster of Fengshui City, Gabucci. I was at the banquet with him a few days ago. We have a good personal relationship. He is a good friend of mine."

"Very good, invite him to your castle at noon tomorrow."

Su Xiao sat down again, and Amu next to her moved the Dragon Heart Ax.

"But, this is my old friend."

"Um?"

"This bastard often does evil things. Even if he is my friend, he should be punished!"

In the end, the farmer Kelba spoke righteously. It was not that he abandoned evil and followed good, but that Eminem's dragon-heart ax was pressed against his neck again, which strengthened his conscience.

When it got dark, farmer Kelba's family had been tied up and locked up in his bedroom. Farmer Kelba himself was sitting at the head of the banquet hall.

The latter Eminem is responsible for 'protecting' the farmer's safety.

In the banquet hall, Su Xiao sat cross-legged on a single sofa and meditated. Since the "Heart Meditation" ability level exceeded Lv. 90, he found that it was extremely difficult to improve this ability, but in contrast, every time it was improved by 1 level,

It’s a big improvement for yourself.

Time flies to noon, and the main entrance to the farm courtyard is open. The guards and servants look normal. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a very inconspicuous bump on the back of their heads, which represents their actions, just like puppets on strings.

Like, controlled by the high priest.

A car is parked in the courtyard. There are not many vehicles in the Desert Country. They are all shipped from the Alliance. The price is dozens of times more expensive than the Alliance. Therefore, people who take vehicles in the Desert Country are either rich or expensive.

Quartermaster Gabucci got out of the car. This thin, middle-aged man wearing a small round hat was one of the most trusted confidants of the King of Sand. It was for this reason that he was able to sit on the Fengfeng

Don't underestimate the position of Shuidu Quartermaster. It is not only a good job, but also has a lot of power, especially when Fengshui City is secretly garrisoning troops.

The quartermaster Gabucci threw his small round hat into the car. The reason why he came here alone is because he and the farmer Kelba have been working together... Well, they have been working together for a long time, and both of them have made a lot of money.

The bowl is full.

"This weather is so hot."

Quartermaster Gabucci wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked into the cool castle, followed the spiral staircase, arrived at the banquet hall on the third floor of the castle, and pushed the door open.

"Kelba, if you call me in a hurry, is there another..."

Quartermaster Gabucci was mid-sentence when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked around sternly and found that the windows were all sealed, and the door behind him was slammed shut, with solid ice clinging to the outside.

"How dare you plot against me? You are very capable, Kelba."

Quartermaster Gabucci put one hand on his lower back and spoke through gritted teeth, while farmer Kelba, who was sitting at the banquet table, did not speak.

"Let the people you hired come out. There is something I haven't told you all this time. Master Youyu promoted me not only because my brain is easy to use, but also because I am more powerful than I look."

As Quartermaster Gabucci spoke, he pulled out a short knife from his waist. He stared at the farmer Kelba opposite, but he was puzzled to find that Kelba was frowning and slowly shaking his head at him.

"Hey, from what I hear, you're pretty good at fighting?"

The different space opened, and Baha flew out of it. Then Su Xiao, Eminem, Bishop Platinum, the High Priest, the Ghost Prophet, and Psalm walked out of the different space.

The next second, Quartermaster Gabucci, who was fighting with his back to the door of the banquet hall, had already hidden his hand holding the dagger behind his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was extremely frightened at the time. Among the five people in front of him, he was afraid of three of them.

I recognize it, I don’t want to recognize it, but I saw it in the newspaper, Alliance·Twilight Lunatic Asylum Director Cuculin White Night, Sun Cult Chief Archbishop Platinum Bishop, Morning Sun Cult High Priest Trevicon.

Quartermaster Gabucci swallowed hard. He was sure that as long as he shouted for help or made other suspicious actions, his head would say goodbye to his body.

"Guys, I am..."

Quartermaster Gabucci had just finished speaking when a hood was put on his head. This thing was called [The Deceiver's Headband].

The moment he was put on the [Deceiver's Headband], Quartermaster Gabucci's figure suddenly became straight, until he fell straight to the ground like a stick, his body twitched, and then became motionless.

I saw Caesar, who was transformed into a human jar, with his hands clasped together, mumbling words in Goblin language, and yellow smoke coming out of his body as he trembled. A wonderful scene appeared. Caesar's appearance, breath, etc., began to transform into Quartermaster Gabucci. This was Caesar.

The wonderful use of one of the three artifacts [The Deceiver's Head Wrap].

To be precise, Caesar is not disguising, but conceptually temporarily replacing the existence of Quartermaster Gabucci. In the eyes of outsiders, although Caesar is still Caesar, in everyone's impression, Caesar has already done what he did in Fengshui.

This is the effect of replacing the quartermaster who has been serving for a long time.

Two hours later, the drunken and well-fed ‘Quartermaster Gabucci’ drove away from the farm and headed towards the back city of Fengshui City. Everything seemed normal.

…

The evening sun hangs on the horizon, making Fengshuidu, a desert-style city, shine in the afterglow of dusk. Among the buildings of different heights, a majestic building stands out. This is a long-standing building named "

Holy Sand Castle".

At this moment, in the chamber of "Holy Sand Castle", all the ministers and dignitaries respectfully retreated, and sitting on the throne made of black iron, a shirtless figure with his right arm completely covered in golden scales was sitting on the throne.

He is tall and tall, more than 3 meters tall, with burgundy hair, which adds a sense of strength, and his eyes are so dark that it makes people feel frightened. It seems that just by looking at him, you can't help but kneel down and worship him. His aura

It is obvious that when facing this person, only by kneeling on the ground can one feel a little at ease.

Yes, this powerful king is the tyrant who rules the entire desert country, the King of Sand.

On the left and right sides of the Sand King, stood a man and a woman respectively. The man was one-eyed and thin, with an aura like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark. The one-eye was staring coldly at the enemy. This is the right guard of the Sand King.

Minister Kaga.

The left imperial minister on the other side of the throne is in charge of finance, taxation, etc. The silver metal mask she wears is very similar to the one worn by Yin Mian. It seems that they are both from the Antler Organization.

"After waiting for so long, it's finally time for the Alliance and the North to go to war again."

The King of Sand spoke in a deep voice. Upon hearing this, the left and right ministers on both sides bowed their heads in agreement.

"Kaga, are you feeling better from your soul injury?"

The King of Sand picked up the metal wine glass on the armrest of the throne and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Better, King."

The right minister, Kajia, did not appear too respectful. After all, there were no outsiders present. He was too respectful to the King of Sand, but instead seemed aloof and alienated.

"In a few days, I will go to Shenglan. I heard that there is a famous doctor there who can suppress soul injuries."

"I don't dare to trouble the prince to go, I just need to go."

"Famous doctors who can cure soul injuries are rare in the void, let alone here."

While the King of Sand was speaking, Minister Zuo Yu filled the empty wine glass in his hand.

Obviously, the King of Sand is not a pure tyrant. Several of his capable ministers are devoted to him. If the King of Sand was a tyrant who did nothing, he would not be able to rule the desert country for so many years and create a country that can compete with others.

Alliance, desert legions competing against the Northern Empire.

However, every time in the dead of night, the Sand King would remember the scene in which he used a sharp sword to pierce the heart of the seriously injured Marvin Waltz. When the other party turned to look at him, he was shocked and confused.

The look of regret is recalled over and over again in nightmares.

'Little bastard, you seem to be starving to death. Do you want to go with me? I'll feed you and you'll have meat to eat.'

The child who once starved to death on the roadside could never forget this sentence. Even if he became a king now, he could not completely forget it.

The King of Sand betrayed the law-killing camp in the most straightforward way. The reason was very simple. The Sand King wanted to be on the winning side, and the defeat of the law-killing camp had reached an irreversible point. The shadow of law-killing, Tai

Less.

"King, I have a close friend who wants to present a treasure to the king, but I don't know..."

The words of the right minister Kajia brought the King of Sand back from his memories. The King of Sand raised his hand and signaled that he was excused. Over the years, there have been too many people offering treasures, and there are few good things he needs. Moreover, facing these treasure donors

, as a king, he will usually give something back. If he gives back less, it will appear that he is a stingy king. If he gives back too much, he will be depressed and have nothing to say.

"Ahem~, this time it's really a treasure."

After saying this, the right minister Kaga smiled helplessly and awkwardly, while the left minister on the side tilted his head and snickered.

"oh?"

The King of Sand was somewhat interested. He pondered for a moment. This subordinate had been following him for so many years. The other party recommended this treasure presenter twice. It would be inappropriate to refuse again. He waved his hand and signaled to the right minister:

Kajia brought the treasure presenter.

After a while, the right minister Kaga walked into the chamber with the timid quartermaster Gabucci. Quartermaster Gabucci, no, it should be Caesar's acting skills, he was a little scared.

Kneel down on the ground with expectation.

Seeing Caesar kneeling on the ground, the King of Sand frowned on the throne. For some reason, after seeing this man, he felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart. He felt uncomfortable everywhere. He wanted more than the treasure offered by the other party.

He immediately gave the order to pull the opponent out and chop him down.

"Your Majesty, I accidentally picked up a treasure that I want to dedicate to you. Please take a look."

Caesar opened the exquisite wooden box he was holding in his arms, and a black crown appeared in the sight of the Sand King. The moment he saw this thing, the Sand King's pupils quickly contracted, and he stood up from the throne with a cry.
To be continued...