The Endless Shuttle

"what did you say?"

"nothing."

"Oh……"

Walking slowly and leisurely, Rope quickly saw the low houses on the hillside and a few simple canvas tents in the distance.

Perhaps it looked very shabby in his eyes, but for the Midianites, it was already a good place to live.

After all, in this ancient era, people's living standards were generally only better than primitive people.

Miria pointed there and said.

"Master, that is Miria's home. Would you like to come in and sit and drink to quench your thirst? My father is entertaining VIPs. If you know that there are guests like you, you will be very happy."

Luo Pei was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he was not in a hurry. Why should 123 be in such a hurry? He readily followed Miria to her home.

Driving the sheep into the fence, Miria led Rope to the main house.

From a distance, you can hear the lively conversation in the house.

The door was pushed open by Miria, and the conversation couldn't help quieting.

The elder wearing a cloth cap was trying to scold Miria’s rudeness, but when he saw the distinguished young man behind his daughter, his words got stuck in his throat. The other young people were also fidgeting, apparently Rope carried something naturally. Noble temperament, it is too stressful.

"Father, brothers, this is Lord Rope." Miria said, "It seems to have been traveling all the way to Midian. I met him when I was shepherding sheep, and I invited him to come home to rest and drink some water and hunger. "

"How are you..."

The honest old herder saluted in fear.

Rope didn't pay attention to them. After the black-haired youth looked around for a while, he stopped at the man sitting in the guest seat.

It was a middle-aged man with a big beard but a fair appearance. There was exhaustion in his eyes, but there was a brilliance that could not be concealed.

More importantly, Rope saw in his soul a stele-shaped instrument with words on both sides, with commandments written in Hebrew from one to ten.

According to the setting of "High School", it is a genuine artifact (SacredGear).

This is really interesting. Now that the God of the Bible has not fallen, is it an ancient artifact holder...

The middle-aged man greeted Rope with decent etiquette, and the Egyptian customs can be seen from his gestures.

"Hello, noble one from nowhere, I am Moses of the Hebrew."

The greatest human prophet in the Bible, the author of the first five parts of the Bible, the leader of the Hebrews, the founder of Judaism, the chosen one who separated the Red Sea—

"Prophet" Moses. .

Chapter 3 The evil dragons of the world, the evil **** who teaches the prophets

Facing the great prophet, Rope looked very plain.

Although there are some characters from the biblical story appearing in front of them, it is interesting, but no matter how much, in this world, it is just an artifact holder. Rope's eyes were not on these humble people, and the only ones that made him interested in this life were the only ones in this life.

Even, it's just a matter of interest.

"Is the adopted son of the Egyptian queen, Moses of the Hebrews?"

"Like your star-like face, you are indeed knowledgeable."

Moses smiled bitterly.

"However, I am no longer a part of Egypt at the moment. That country is oppressing the Hebrews, drowning boys and keeping girls, whipping and fighting at will and blaming my blood and blood compatriots... The Egyptians who broke the law, even I, as a member of the royal family, cannot be exonerated and can only flee to Midian."

"Moses, my friend, everything is over."

Yeteluo, an old herder in Midian and also a priest of the tribe, comforted him.

"Midian is your second home. Here you can live and rest in peace. The spears of Egyptian soldiers cannot match here."

"Thank you for taking in, Yethro."

After Luo Pei took his seat, perhaps because of his noble temperament, Yethro ordered Miria, who shouldn’t be able to go to the table, to serve behind Luo Pei, fetching food and wine for him before and after, for fear of neglecting the strange master. .

"Master Luope, maybe you are used to the delicacies of the mountains and the sea. The food in Midian is a bit crude. Please forgive me. I will order my son to kill a lamb for you..."

Ye Teruo said with a smile.

In fact, this old herder didn't give any reward to Luopei, he was simply happy to have distinguished guests.

After all, there are few outsiders in Midian this ghost place all year round. Most of them are from their own tribe, let alone noble people like Moses and Lope.

"No, I'll just drink a little wine."

Luo Pei waved his hand and stopped Ye Teruo's son from going out.

He raised the rough pottery bowl and drank it with a smile.

At his level, foreign objects have become the icing on the cake, and it is not worth paying attention to. He was able to drink this bowl of wine entirely because of Yethro's hospitality.

"Moses, Midian, you fled all the way from Egypt, should the journey be very hard, right?"

"Fortunately, thanks to God's blessing."

Moses said very politely.

"If it's not offensive, can you please tell where you are from?"

"It makes no sense. I come from a place farther away than you think. You won't understand it if you say it."

"Well, this world is so big, it's really colorful, and I want to see it with my own eyes for the rest of my life..."

Neither the middle-aged prophet nor Yethro had any doubts.

In their opinion, such a magical and beautiful person is naturally from a country they don't know.

"Then why did you come to Midian?"

"Well?"

Rope squinted at Moses.

This future prophet was surprisingly talkative.

The black-haired young man put down the pottery bowl in his hand, and Miria quickly added a drink.

"I'm chasing the traces of the dragon. Of course, it's not that there is any purpose, it's just fun and interesting~々."