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Chapter 313 First Transformation

If it were in reality, I would need to use a mirror to see clearly what it looks like now, but I don't need it in the game. I can change the mode and just zoom out.

Because many players are not comfortable with this field of view mode, they can still be adjusted through the settings function in the summon menu.

From the appearance, I couldn't tell which one was the real imam at all, because the degree of realism was unimaginable. Fortunately, the imam was in the temple, but he walked to the city of Abilit in a dignified manner.

Chengnan District.

Along the way, almost all passers-by would nod and smile at him, and even offer him some fruits and the like. It seemed that this imam had quite a high reputation among the local people.

I didn't stay, but watched the imam leave the mosque before turning back again.

The temple is quite big, but there are few people there.

Although a few believers who passed by were curious about my appearance, the imam was like the boss, and no one dared to come over and ask why.

I quickly walked to the house where the thief showed his head just now, and listened carefully to what was going on inside.

There seemed to be no big movement, so I gently opened the door and walked in.

This place is more like a small room for believers who come from afar to stay temporarily. The furnishings inside are quite simple, with only a table and a bed.

My target was kneeling in the middle of the room for some reason. When he saw me coming in, he stood up curiously and nervously and looked at me: "Sir, are you back so soon?"

I responded with a sullen "Yes" and sat down on the edge of the table. Sometimes speaking too much would expose one's flaws, so it would be better not to say anything at all, which would make people feel incomprehensible.

Sure enough, the thief was a little confused and couldn't figure out why I, the imam, left and came back so quickly, so he asked weakly: "Did something happen?"

I snorted dullly and said coldly: "You didn't tell the truth!"

The thief was shocked and knelt down quickly, "I, everything I said is true! That man was really taken away by the people of the Mist Tribe! I don't know why he came out again..."

I looked at him coldly. The thief knelt down in a panic, holding his clothes with both hands and lowering his head, and continued: "Please, sir, save my mother! All I know is

That’s all!”

I was thinking in my mind, he said he wanted to save his mother, could it be that he stole the money to save his mother?

And he showed up here to ask the imam to treat his mother?

But there's one thing that doesn't make sense. If that's the case, then why didn't he go back with him and stay here instead.

"As long as you are willing to save my mother, I will do anything and be willing to do anything. Please, save her!" He shouted in a voice full of despair and unwillingness.

I couldn't bear it in my heart, but for the sake of the overall situation, I had to continue pretending to be an imam and said coldly: "Your sincerity is not enough!"

"Not enough?" The thief was surprised. "I've already paid three thousand gold coins. Isn't this enough? I have no money anymore..."

I cursed secretly in my heart: This damn imam dares to ask for so much money to save people's lives. Isn't he afraid of being piled to death with gold coins?

"Let me ask you!" I turned to look at him calmly and said majestically.

The thief now has something to ask for, and the imam has the power of life and death in his mother's hands, so the thief nodded hurriedly and said, "Please tell me!"

"Do you know what the relationship is between the person you stole and the Mist Clan?" I asked with a sullen face and a low voice.

He looked at me obviously a little surprised, as if he had already answered it before.

"You don't have to think too much, you just need to answer my questions honestly!" I said in a serious tone to avoid being embarrassed.

"Yes!" The young man responded honestly, "I don't know, but judging from his appearance, he should be of the same race as those of the Mist Tribe!"

"Is Badis related to the Mist people?" I asked casually.

The thief's face instantly turned pale, and he said hurriedly: "No! Lord Badis has always been loyal to you!"

Sure enough, they were in the same group. It seemed that Badis was really loyal to this imam. However, I continued to pretend to be very cold and said: "Do you still want to hide it from me?"

The thief's face turned pale for a moment, and he said a little decadently: "I, I really don't know! Mr. Badis is indeed very interested in the woman named Lian Xin, but he should not betray the great Allah for that woman.

, I won’t betray you!”

Damn it, I cursed secretly in my heart, is there such a thing?

It is said that the ability of the Mist Clan is the innate ability to control fog, which can only seal people's eyes.

But Badis is a dog driver and has a very sensitive nose. No one in the fog can escape the dog's nose. Moreover, Badis relies on dogs to attack. He does not participate in the attack himself, so he lets go

If the dog reaches the fog, the people of the fog clan will be defeated.

It seems that the existence of Badis the Dog Controller is not unreasonable. I am afraid it is the trump card used by the Imam to suppress the Mist Tribe.

I looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. I wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible.

After I figured out the connection, I still snorted silently on my face, "Go back and continue to stare at Badis for me, and warn him not to have any ambiguous relationship with that woman."

The thief responded in a panic: "Yes! Sir! I will definitely bring you your exact words!" But he looked around and said with a little embarrassment, "Then can I leave?"

Thinking about it, the imam should have given him a grounding order before leaving to make him reflect on what he was doing.

I suddenly made up my mind and said, "You can leave, but I have to give you a more important task!"

"Sir, please speak!" the thief said a little excitedly.

"When I go to treat your mother, I don't want anyone to disturb me! Go tell Badis and ask him to go to the north of the city to help those Wu Clan people and drive away the foreign Fusang Wu Clan!"

The thief looked a little unacceptable: "What? Sir?" It seemed that he did not connect the two things.

I couldn't help but frown and yelled angrily: "Do you want me to say it again?"

The thief suddenly said submissively: "No need, no need! I'll tell Badis right now, I think he will be very happy!"

I nodded coldly, "After completing the task, come back here and report to me. You can't see your mother until tonight, do you understand?"

"this……"

"Huh?" I said with a heavy nasal voice.

The thief jumped up with a start: "I'm going, I'm going!" and then rushed out of the door.

And I only have the last thirty seconds left to fool around. It’s not advisable to stay here for a long time, so get out quickly!


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