The two men talked with Roger a few unnutritious nonsense.

Then one of the men asked Roger with a serious look on his face:

"So, have you escaped the pursuit of Yvelit?"

"We killed Yvelit." Roger's face was arrogant and his tone was gentle, as if he was talking about a trivial matter of importance.

He felt that he had successfully created the image of a gang leader.

As soon as Roger entered the inn, he realized that this place did not look like a place where good people gathered.

He felt that he had to act stronger and suppress them.

His previous experience in watching movies told him that if people respect themselves in the underworld, they must be tough enough.

Sure enough, as soon as Roger finished speaking, the two men's expressions were very different.

A man asked in a pleasing manner: "Did you kill both Yvelits?"

"What?!"

Roger jumped up like a cat with a stomped on his tail.

"Ah~hahaha!"

He saw the two men looking at each other and laughing.

The humility on the faces of the two men had disappeared without a trace, as fast as Sichuan Opera changed its face.

Aisha blushed and said noddedly, "Only one, only one Yvelit."

The boss was laughing at the side, but he couldn't hold it in the end and laughed out loud.

Roger curled his lips and looked at the two guys who fooled him.

He shook his head and sat down again.

He thought, he was still too young, and he was frightened by someone with just one word, so why are you pretending to be the boss?

Roger stopped playing, he made a correct attitude and looked at the two people in front of him with a similar attitude.

"I'll introduce myself. My name is Roger. What do you call the two elder brothers?"

"Pedro Romero" "Anthony Odnies"

"Good luck." "Good luck luck."

So everyone started drinking.

The boss went out to see the store.

Roger's three men also sat down.

Idrissi and Aisha came in and out like servants and brought wine and food.

Roger looked like they were all ordinary food in the mountains, nothing special.

Olive oil is really good. It tastes very fragrant when eaten with bread.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone became familiar with each other and talked too much.

"So, more than two thousand years ago, there were people living here?"

"Yes, this is a good place with a dangerous terrain, so it's safe; lush trees and abundant rivers, so there's no shortage of food."

“As far as I know, the Elans are expelling pagans, and I think you all seem to have them here.

"There are no Arabs to care about you? Especially those who are 'Muwashid' or 'Almohad' as Christians have come?"

"No, no one cares about us here.

"The Arabs nominally ruled here, but in fact they had no choice but to do anything to us. We were not convinced."

Roger thought, that was to occupy the mountain to engage in autonomy. No wonder he felt that this place was not like a feudal society, but a bit like a modern equal society.

“We are all people who are used to being unrestrained, and we all come from everywhere.

"Flight farmers, soldiers who do not want to fight, oppressed merchants, and elope... everyone seeks freedom."

Roger thought, no wonder the atmosphere here is so free and unrestrained.

Before I knew it, the people on the table drank a little too much.

"How do you know Aisha?"

"I think she is good and very good at it. Many of us have escaped like her. Everyone who can help each other will help each other."

"How about Yvelit who was chasing her not taking you?"

"Haha, I almost died at his hands, that guy..."

"If we hadn't been familiar with the mountain roads, we would have taken him around in circles... Later, Ayisha would have proposed to leave..."

"Then you let this girl leave alone? Are you watching her be chased?"

"What should I do?"

"coward."

"What did you say!?"

"Coward!"

With a "clang", the table was overturned.

Everyone stood up.

Roger looked at the two men without fear.

The other party looked at Roger angrily at first, and gradually their momentum became weaker.

"You have too many people and you are right."

"What else can you do? If you can't beat it, you will die."

The two men avoided Roger's gaze, bent down and held up the stool to sit down.

Roger suddenly realized that freedom here was actually just an illusion.

The people here are not warriors who dare to abandon everything for freedom.

They follow the circumstances, and they pursue the happiness of the present.

They are just a bunch of escapists.

Before, Roger envied these people for their free and easy life and felt that they were free and easy, so he was willing to talk to them on an equal footing basis.

Now he feels that these people are not qualified to be on par with him.

Roger didn't want to continue talking with them anymore.

In view of these people who have helped Aisha, Roger warned casually:

“The Berber kingdom is changing, and a strong group is rising.

“Once these 'Almohad' are in power, they will not tolerate you.

"Silent escaping cannot solve the problem, your good days will not last long."

A man said: "It's a day to be happy. Is it useful to think so much?

"We have been here for so many years, and we can continue like this in the future."

Another man sarcastically said: "It's true, who do you think you are?

"Isn't it just a lucky kill of Yvelit? It's not up to you.

"If you were alone, would you dare to get on?"

Roger could not answer this assumption, nor did he want to answer, so he turned around and left.

Roger went to the bar and asked the boss for a glass of beer, so he sat next to the bar and sucked slowly.

He sat down for a while and suddenly heard a loud "boom" outside.

It seemed like some house had collapsed.

He turned his head and saw many people rushing out of the lobby.

Soon, the exclamations of these people watching the fun came from outside the door.

"The Virgin Mary", "O God", "Allah is above"...

"Ah" "Help!"

Screams and cry for help are from far to near.

So Roger put down his cup and walked out, and three guards followed him.

He saw the crowds outside the door scattering away.

Several beautiful girls looked pale, shrank together, shaking like a group of quails.

Not far away, a Roger's men were running wildly with a woman in red clothes.

The angry bull followed by the hair.

Roger's subordinate turned a corner and ran towards the inn.

The bull stopped suddenly, and the strong inertia made it slip on its four legs.

The bull raised his huge head and looked around.

Then it turned around and started running wildly again, chasing Roger's men and rushed over.

Roger saw that the bull's body was supposed to be heavy but looked so light.

Watch its broad nostrils breathe "whim" while running.

Roger instantly made up a scene in his mind:

His subordinates and this woman in red were full of passion in the cowshed.
Chapter completed!