Bediwell took the power of attorney and glanced at it quickly:
Power of attorney No. 1000711728: [Bodyguard of the caravan]
Mission content: Escort the entrusted caravan --- the Mohammed Merchant Group to the designated location.
Reward: After completing the task, each accompanying bodyguard will receive 5,000 Egyptian coins. Those with superior performance will receive additional rewards.
Note: You will pass through the Sahara Desert along the way, and you are very likely to encounter the first-level dangerous creature in the desert--the Desert Demon Shark. Please be prepared for battle.
"Huh---" Bedivere pretended to be sophisticated, deliberately not mentioning the [Desert Demon Shark] that he had never heard of, and instead asked about other information: "Where is the [designated location]?"
How long will this commission take? We can only stay in Cairo for two days, and we can’t accept commissions that take time."
"I can't tell you [the designated location]. I'll ask the client for details." A hint of slight displeasure flashed across the boss's face, "But don't worry, the caravan has its own sand boat and can walk back and forth on the desert."
The trip only takes about half a day at most, which is very fast. In my opinion, this is simply easy reward, and I won’t lie to you."
"Very good. I accepted this commission." Bediwell accepted the letter of authorization. Five thousand Egyptian coins per person is not much, it is just to earn back the principal of the deposit. But everything is difficult at the beginning, and you can always make money.
Better than nothing.
Listening to the sound of the tavern owner typing on the keyboard, Bediwell couldn't help but wonder: "Where should we go to meet the caravan?"
The tavern owner seemed to have sent out a certain piece of mail. He stopped and smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to go find them. They happen to have someone nearby to respond and will be here soon."
In less than ten minutes, a middle-aged man walked down the dark and narrow stairs connecting the tavern and the underground intelligence station and came to Bediwell and others.
This man's face is brownish-red, and his skin has been exposed to the sun for many years and has become dry and cracked. It can be said that he has been weathered.
He was wearing a white robe wrapped in gold, a white cotton wig that was very Egyptian-style, and he was holding a long staff made of ebony wood. From the heavy gold necklace to the gold bracelets covering his arms
, the gold ornaments all over this man's body seemed to show off his rich (local) status to everyone.
"Are these kids the promised bodyguards?" The middle-aged man looked at Bedivere with some suspicion, "You are too young, you are still a dwarf. He is quite strong, but not strong enough."
Faint veins appeared on Bedivere's forehead.
He raised his head again and glanced at the tall white bear Elaine: "This is not bad, but I need to lose weight."
A shy blush appeared on the white bear man's face.
He glanced at the young leopard man Seglade again: "This one is the thinnest. And what's up with this weird blue hair? Is it dyed?"
A helpless drop of cold sweat broke out next to Seglade's temple: "This is a natural cat."
"That---" Bedivere suppressed his anger: "The muscle structure of orcs is different from that of humans. It is very difficult to build a body of cumbersome muscles. Just use enough."
"Really? Well, that's fine, that's fine." The middle-aged man with a slightly rich (local) temperament knocked on the stone tile floor with his cane, "I am the deputy leader of the Mohammed Business Group.
, Seth Mohammed. Nice to meet you."
The young leopard man nodded: "I am Seglade Paramidis, nice to meet you, Deputy Commander Mohammed."
Mohammad rolled his eyes at Seglade: "He is the deputy leader, not the deputy leader."
The stuttering of the White Bear Man became more and more serious: "I, I am Elaine... er... Elaine Boles."
"Elaine Boles? Huh, that's a strange name." The deputy leader seemed to have a strange misunderstanding.
"Bedivere," the werewolf said lightly.
"Is it just [Bedivere]?" the deputy leader narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously.
"It's just a custom, don't worry about it. If you really want to call me by my full name, you can call me [Bediwell of the Esquimo tribe]."
Although it's a mouthful to call it this way, the werewolf thought.
"Okay, Mr. Bedivere." Deputy Captain Mohammed nodded perfunctorily: "The caravan is about to set off. Come with me."
"Horse, right away?" Elaine was completely unprepared.
The deputy leader rolled his eyes at the white bear man: "Of course right away. Every minute of doing business is money, are you planning to let the caravan wait here for you for a long time?"
Bedivere and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment. They sighed that Mohammed had already left, and the werewolf and the others had no choice but to follow. There shouldn't be a problem...right? Even if the other party is a liar,
Bediwell and others will definitely not suffer any loss if they follow them, so there is no harm in following them.
At the same time, Cairo Grand Casino.
Palamedes took his eldest son Saifer and stopped in front of a Lothian roulette wheel to observe.
The person in charge of spinning the roulette wheel is a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties. Although she is a mature lady, she still retains her charm. But this black-haired woman's spinning skills are simply superb. No matter how the gamblers place their bets,
She can control the wheel and make the little ball land in the square with the lowest odds.
Paramedes did not place a bet, but just observed quietly. It seemed to be a completely random wheel game, but it became unbreakable due to the strength and timing of the spin player. The woman spun the wheel three hundred times in one hour.
, not even one mistake was made, the technology is superb.
Impossible. One of the hopes in Palamedes's heart was dashed. It would be delusional to want to make money from this game of Roulette.
At the same time, he also used his sensitive hearing to listen to what was going on at another gambling table. It was a double-six dice game. The person shaking the dice cup was also a master, and he could almost roll out the big and small numbers at will. From the dice,
It can be heard from the weight that they have not been specially manipulated. In other words, this is the strength of the dice player. Although it is impossible to control the points with 100% accuracy, the dice player can follow the table
It is indeed impeccable to control the outcome of the gambling game by placing bets on it.
This is also impossible. It is possible to make a small amount of money by betting based on the patterns on the table, but it is impossible for the dice player to allow Palamedes to make a large amount of money from this bet.
The only remaining card games are blackjack, baccarat, pai gow and stud. These games all depend on luck and are closely related to the cards dealt by the dealer. If the dealer controls the cards, the gambler
It is absolutely impossible for the customers to get any benefits. The question is, in such a large casino, with hundreds of gamblers watching, can the dealer be able to do so quietly?
Palamedes winked at his son and motioned to watch the card game together.
"Do you still want to watch Meow?" Saifei stood for a whole day and began to complain: "Dad, do you want to start betting Meow? I'm exhausted after standing all day, and I'm almost bored to death if I don't do anything, Meow!"
"
"Be patient. If you want to make money, of course you need to carefully observe the situation." Palamedes tapped his son's head lightly.
"Dad, you are not observing the situation at all, but you are hesitating, meow." Saifei expressed dissatisfaction: "It's too boring, meow. I think I should go back to sleep, meow."
"Tsk---" The Leopard Man soldier saw his son shouting non-stop. If he continued like this, it would only cause a commotion and attract the attention of the casino. In a hurry, he quickly took out a hundred yuan chip and stuffed it into Saifei's pocket.
In hand: "This is your pocket money, take it and play with it."
He thought that his eldest son was as easy to get rid of as a little tiger. Just inserting a chip would make Saifei hesitate for a long time and worry about how to spend the one hundred yuan. But Saifei showed a look of dissatisfaction: "It's only one day."
One hundred yuan? This is not even enough to buy candy. Dad, do you think I am still a three-year-old child?"
"Bastard, the money given to you by the Round Table Trial is only 5,000 yuan, do you want to spend it all?" Palamedes scolded Biansai to give Saifei more chips------actually.
Just stuffed four more chips with a face value of 100 yuan: "Okay, here is a total of 500 yuan, you can play whatever you like!"
"That's pretty much it, meow." Saifer was immediately happy: "Without me watching, dad, don't spend money randomly in the casino, meow! Just like Mr. Bedivere told you, you can lose up to five thousand
It’s time to retreat after losing 1 yuan, meow!”
"It's so noisy! Do you still need to worry about me?" Palamedes angrily knocked on his son's forehead: "Get out of here!"
"Hmph! Dad is so disgusting!" Saifer covered his sore forehead from being hit, stuck out his tongue and made a face at his father, and then ran away.
This child was obviously already eighteen years old, so why did he still act like a little kid who hadn't grown up? Palamedes couldn't help but wonder.
No, is it eighteen? Is it seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen? Palamedes tried his best to recall the birth dates of the children, but found that he had no memory at all. Saifer
In what year were Seglade and Seglade born? Thinking of this, Big Cat not only felt guilty. Unexpectedly, he also forgot the children's birthdays.
Forget it. Palamedes calmed down, squeezed out of the crowd, and planned to go to the next gaming table to inspect the situation. What he wanted to observe was either stud or blackjack. In short, he started with the card game.
What his son Saifer said was correct. It would be quite boring to hold money in your hands and not gamble. If it goes on for a long time, it might arouse the suspicion of the casino. Paramedis subconsciously put his hand into his mouth.
The situation is good whether it's in the bag or walking around, maybe it's time to take a gamble.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached into his pocket, he discovered that something bad had happened. His pocket had become empty at some point, and all the large chips in the bag had been stolen!