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Chapter 82 Ask
It's raining, it's really stuffy and hot——
"All of you get ready to entertain our guests tonight." Under Gao Long's helplessness, the village chief changed his name from benefactor to guest.

"Ah, we don't need any entertainment, we can leave in a while." Gao Long actually just wanted to find a means of transportation, not just to eat and drink.

"Oh, how can that be done? Let's stay here for one night today. Look, it's getting late now. If you enter the forest now, you will definitely spend the night in the forest. How can you live in our village as comfortable as that?" The village head also pointed to the setting sun. After a set of remarks, Gao Long didn't know what to say, so he could only agree.

Altaïr didn't say anything, just nodded to express his agreement.

"That village head, do you have any horses here that you can sell to us?" Gao Long asked the village head after a while.

"No, we don't raise horses near the forest, isn't there any in Aka City?" the village chief asked strangely, because the direction they came from was also from Aka City.

"For some reason, all the horses there have been recruited. Even the horse dealers have no more horses." Gao Long told the truth.

"Well, if you don't dislike it, there is still a mule in our village, and it can still be used as a means of transportation with a cart." The village chief pointed to a wooden shack in the distance, and there seemed to be a mule. what animal is in it.

Mules are a hybrid of horses and donkeys. They can't reproduce normally, so they can't reproduce, but their endurance and speed are relatively good. Just because they can't reproduce, generally no one will raise this kind of animal.

Gao Long smiled awkwardly, he had heard of this kind of animal before, and if it was really possible, he didn't want to ride this kind of animal back. . .

But since the village chief said, if he didn't want to go back on foot, he still had to ask for a mule.

"Well, village chief, how much is this mule?" Gao Long asked the village chief with an embarrassed face.

"Hey, I'll give you whatever money you want. If it wasn't for you, our village might not exist anymore." The village head spoke loudly.

However, Gao Long definitely wanted to evade a few words, "How can this be done, you should have as much as you want, how can you get it for nothing."

The village chief thought about what Gao Long said, and thought it made sense, so he said, "That's okay, just a gold coin."

Gao Long was stunned for a moment, he wanted to shirk it just out of politeness, but the village head really asked him for money, and now it was hard to refuse, after all, he said it himself, so he had to prepare After swallowing the words, he took out a gold coin from his purse and handed it to the village chief.

The village chief also accepted it with a smile, and then said, "Then when you leave tomorrow, someone will prepare things for you. If you need anything else, just let us know. You're welcome."

Gao Long could only answer the village chief with a yes.

Chatting and chatting, the villagers have already prepared food for the evening, tableware, tables and so on.

A party just like that day was held in the center of the village. Gao Long was even dragged by the enthusiastic villagers to dance around the bonfire. Altaïr, because of his face of strangers, almost no one approached him. too close.

Altaïr was also contented to be leisurely, watching Gao Long having fun there, so he drank some wine and ate some side dishes, watching all of this.

After a night of joy, Gao Long fell asleep on the bed.

The next day, he just woke up at 11 o'clock in the morning. He was really tired, but it was rare for him to be able to sleep for such a long time, and he felt very comfortable.

The village head had already prepared the mule, tied a set of carts, and a simple mule cart was completed.

Gao Long also saw some bags on the car, and opened them to see that there were some dry food and a few jugs filled with clean water.

After bidding farewell to the people in the village, Gao Long was driving the mule cart in front, and Altaïr sat in the back, and left the village.

This is the first time I drive this kind of mule, not to mention, it is very obedient, and I don’t shake much when I sit in the car, which is much more comfortable than sitting directly on the back of a horse without a saddle.

Go through the forest, all the way to Masyaf.

After a week, the two returned to the village under Masyaf in a mule cart.

Under the strange eyes of the villagers, Gao Long handed over the mule's rope to an assassin.

Then the two went back to the top and went to Al Mualim.

From time to time on the road, someone greeted the two of them, and then asked if Al Mualim was there, saying that Al Mualin was in the hall, and it seemed that he was ready for the two of them to come back these days.

Seeing Gao Long and Altaïr, Al Mualim didn't look very happy, but had a serious expression.

"Come in, I want to hear about your progress." Al Mualin asked about the task.

The previous two visits in Damascus and Jerusalem have already been sent back through letters, but the city of Acre did not write much because of the reason why the two of them wanted to come back.

"We have completed according to your request." Altaïr took the initiative to reply, after all, Gao Long has lower qualifications than him, so it is better for him.

"Very good, very good." Al Mualim praised twice, then looked at Altaïr and asked, "I think you are a little absent-minded, tell me what are you thinking?"

Altaïr looked directly into Al Mualim's eyes, and said what he thought in his heart, "No one I killed told me mysterious words, and every time I asked you for an answer, you just gave me An enigmatic answer, but don't think about it again!" Altaïr's tone was very strong, mixed with dissatisfaction.

Hearing these words, Al Mualim was very angry, knocked the decorative scepter on the ground, and scolded, "Who do you think you are talking to?"

Altaïr still faced Al Mualim with a tough attitude. It seemed that Altaïr had considered a lot along the way, and finally decided to confront Al Mualim like this.

"I'm the one who went to kill them. If you want me to continue, tell me the truth." Altaïr was very dissatisfied with Al Mualim's actions.

"Be careful, child, I don't like your tone of voice." Al Mualim warned Altaïr at last.

Altaïr was still not to be outdone, "I don't like your deception either!"

Al Mualim tapped the floor again with his scepter, "You have given yourself a chance to restore your lost honor." It seemed that for Al Mualim, this was already a great opportunity for Altaïr.

"It's not lost! It was taken away by you! Then you asked me to get it back like a damned dog." Altaïr's face was a little ferocious, and his tone of voice became more and more rude.

Al Mualim looked at Gao Long at this time, "It seems that I need to find someone else to replace you. What a pity, you are very talented."

Al Mualin looked at Gao Long as a little nervous, he didn't seem to be involved in the relationship between the two.

Altaïr also looked at Gao Long following Al Mualim's gaze, "If you had chosen someone else, I'm sure you would have sent him. If you were talking about Gao Long, you don't know him well enough to complete this task alone. Everything. You said the answer would come when I don't need to ask any more, so I won't ask any more, I ask you to tell me how these people are connected!"

Although Gao Long didn't feel very comfortable hearing it, what Altaïr said was the truth, because even in Jerusalem, he relied on the strength of others to complete it, unlike Altaïr who completed the Damascus task alone.

Al Mualin turned around, "You are right. Although they are different from us, these people are also connected by an ancient blood oath." Al Mualin's expression was no longer visible, but his tone full of sorrow.

Altaïr pressed "Who are they?"

Then Al Mualim uttered a short passage in Latin that was similar to the words of the song "Glory not to us, O Lord, not to us"

Gao Long couldn't understand these words, but there was an interpreter on the system's panel record.

Altaïr said without hesitation "Templar!"

Al Mualim turned around and looked at Altaïr "Now you understand the true power of Robert de Sable."

(End of this chapter)