Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

In the past, Gabriel had only revealed these to Amber, and no other member of the Chi Nian tribe knew about it except Amber. Gabriel and Little Jade also used pseudonyms here, and their real names were only known to herself and Yi, who had confronted Gabriel.

Amber received the news and walked out of the reception room quickly. Gabriel was also rushing over here. He was also wearing a dust mask on his face that he almost never took off. He looked a little nervous.

"I think I'd better hide for a while, Chief." Gabriel spoke first, but this idea was rejected by Amber.

"This is not a good idea." Amber paused and continued analyzing.

"You're already one of the most prominent figures in the clan, and I can't possibly tell everyone the real information about you. Without strong defensiveness from the members of the Chi Nian clan, the chances of them getting information out of you are quite high."

Amber had thought about telling her tribe members to be alert in advance and not to pay attention to any questions from the other party, but this reaction was very unreasonable and would instead alert the other party.

Similarly, with a little inquiry and observation, the other party can basically know the important figures in the Chi Nian clan. In this case, if there is a person who is similar to the original Gabriel and happens to be absent, it will also arouse the other party's vigilance.

"..." Gabriel was silent. He was not stupid. He had grasped the key points after Amber gave him a few pointers. But now, what should he do if he wanted to hide here without being discovered?

"They're most likely just tracking you down here, and just happened to find a clan here, so they came to ask about it. They probably don't have any hope, and losing their composure will only alert them."

"You have to believe how different you are now from before. If you're wearing a mask, there's a high probability that the other person won't recognize you."

Upon hearing this, Gabriel nodded. Indeed, if he had not met Amber, he would never be like this. Even he himself did not know that he would be what he is today, so how could the other party have thought of it?

His temperament now is completely different from before. He has lost his depression and deepness, and has regained his faith. His eyes have also become deep and full of wisdom. This is a temperament that only people who think hard can possess.

At the moment, it seemed that coming forward directly and openly was the better option. Thinking of this, Gabriel polished the Eye of God a little brighter and hung it openly on the front of his waist.

——This will be a huge help for him to deepen his difference from before.

"Huh..." Amber took a deep breath. She had to admit that there was an element of gambling in her part, but the chances of winning were good, so it was worth a try.

If she really fails, based on the size and strength of the team she detected, she is confident that she can defeat it. Then, at worst, she can take the initiative and try an assassination with the help of her talent.

Amber gave the task of notifying the tribesmen still nearby to take evasive action to Yi, and asked her to guide the visiting leader of the Thutmose Brigade to the reception room later.

She herself came to the reception room with Gabriel first. This building finally received the work it was supposed to do for the first time. The long table that was originally moved to the wall was put back in the middle of the room, and the stools originally for children to sit on were also placed around the long table.

Amber sat on the side of the long table farther from the door, and Gabriel stood on her left, like a door god, very oppressive.

——This is the effect Amber wants.

Chapter 12: Leave the price of your offense

Sameer carried his usual pair of swords on his back and walked along the path with a serious expression.

As one of the "double blades" of Thutmose of the Gilded Brigade, he has been hunting down Gabriel for a long time, and the oasis closest to the place where he last received news from him is here. Naturally, he led the team here to search for clues.

Thutmose's activities all year round are on the west side of the desert, where there are many relics of the Red King, and it is also their main research object. He really doesn't know much about the wind erosion land on the east side.

But since there are oases, there are probably clans stationed there. There are not many oases that are not occupied by clans. Most of them are too small or appear and disappear intermittently according to the season.

With the intention of asking the clan members stationed here, Samel led a team of four people behind him and crossed the last rock wall.

"Oh..." Unlike the scenes elsewhere, Samel rarely made a sound of surprise, and the few ordinary people with him found it even more difficult to hide their surprise.

This is an oasis of considerable size. With proper planning, it is at least enough to support a medium-sized clan. However, what is now before them is clearly a small clan.

In comparison, these were nothing surprising. Samel had no intention of paying attention to the past of this clan, but the novel buildings before them did give them some unexpected feelings.

The design of the row of houses with two-way doors maximizes the quality of the houses while saving as much material as possible. The key is the orderly arrangement. Such an arrangement rarely appears in the buildings of the Sand People. Whether it is aesthetically pleasing or not is another matter, but it is indeed impactful.

The houses were made of materials he didn't recognize, unlike any natural rock found nearby, but it clearly had reliable strength as a building material.

Samel and the others naturally noticed the wooden containers, which contained new, semi-dried concrete bricks that could basically be used as building materials. What really surprised him was this: this square material was actually made by hand from something similar to mud? This was different from any current construction method.

——Very efficient.

Samel now had some interest in the inventor of this thing, but only a little.

The people of the Sand were generally not well educated. Samel could sense that this kind of thing was more efficient, but he still underestimated its value. In addition, the Thutmose Brigade frequently changed their bases, so there was no need to build houses.

He didn't take it too seriously.

"Everyone in Thutmosis, you have been waiting for a long time." Yi's voice was different from when she spoke to Amber. It sounded much more formal. Her words attracted the attention of everyone in Thutmosis.

Sameer could tell at a glance that Yi was a good fighter. Although not as good as him, she must have rich combat experience. The weapons on her back, which were obviously from the ruins, also proved this.

"Oh? You know we are from Thutmosis?" Samel became interested. As mentioned before, Thutmosis's reputation was not very high, and most of its activities were in the west. It was a bit unexpected that someone in the wind erosion area knew about Thutmosis.

"The leader once encountered Thutmose's exploration team at a ruin and has some knowledge of the situation." Yi explained briefly and then spoke again, "By the leader's order, I invite you to the reception room for a chat."

Yi gestured for the other party to walk towards the slightly larger room. Samel had a few questions, but after seeing Yi's actions, he swallowed them temporarily. He was indeed a little curious about the leader of this clan.

As the door opened, Yi walked into the reception room first and stood on Amber's right. Sameer took the two of them into the house, took a quick look at the interior layout, and then sat on the other side of the long table.

The other two members of Thutmose's team stayed outside the door, keeping an eye on the situation outside. This was a tacit understanding between them.

There weren't many items in the reception room, just some tools, a few wooden boards, and a small amount of miscellaneous items.

Samel looked intently at the leader on the other side of the long table. The leader had short black hair and eyes that contained wisdom beyond the Sand People. He had wheat-colored skin, which was much whiter than the Sand People, but Samel had seen people with similar skin color before.

She looked very young, which surprised Samel secretly. Combining various characteristics, this leader was most likely very capable. In addition, as Yi had said before, she had been in contact with Thutmose's team, so it can be inferred that she must have some knowledge of the ruins.

Samel had some thoughts of making friends. Their work in the west would be almost complete in a few years, and it would be time to shift their focus to other areas. If he made friends with this leader, perhaps the nearby teams could ask her to take care of them.

In addition to Yi, Gabriel standing on the other side of Amber also caught Samel's attention. His attention was completely absorbed by this man for a moment. He could confirm that this man was definitely a master. His strong body and battle-hardened temperament could not be fake.

What's more important is the "Eye of God" on his waist. If Samel doesn't have the confidence to fight his opponent to a draw without this, his chances of winning will be slim if he adds this.

What is a little regrettable in comparison is that this is the Eye of the Grass God, and this color always reminds people of the tree king of the forest.

The Tree King is the protector of the forest. She built the sand barrier herself, separating the desert from the forest. The huge difference in resource reserves between the two places has created completely different climates and landscapes.

Most of the people of the sand exclude the people of the forest, and they even have some hatred for the patron of the forest people, the almighty tree king.

The desert was once glorious and had its own god, the Red King. Under his management, the desert was so prosperous. Although the current people of the sand have not seen it with their own eyes, they can't help but yearn for it.

On the other side, they can actually see the lives of the forest people. They are only separated by a sand barrier, so why is there such a big difference?

Why can the people of the forest enjoy so many resources and live a peaceful life, while they can only struggle to survive in the desert and risk their lives in exchange for just enough food and clothing?

This is not fair.

The people of the sand believe that it was the death of the Red King that led to the demise of the desert's glorious civilization. Therefore, to this day, the vast majority of people still believe in the Red King, hoping that he can be resurrected as in the legend and make the desert great again.

Regardless of how many of these are genuine beliefs, hatred and resentment must always have an outlet, and the conspiracy theory that "it was the Tree King who killed the Red King" also emerged.

Not many people care about the truth, and the truth is difficult to verify today.

In the common people's cognition, the Eye of God is "the gaze cast by God" and "the recognition given by God". Very few people know that the issuance of the Eye of God has nothing to do with God.

A desert man with the Eyes of a Grass God... this is indeed a bit subtle.

Sameer wouldn't think so. By now, the Tree King had already passed away, and as for the newly born Grass King? Humph, she was almost never seen. Her existence meant that the Tree King had truly deserved a miserable death, which was a very good thing.

Therefore, Samel had no opinion about the Eye of the Grass God. Even if he had one, he would not be stupid enough to show it. He did not want to have a grudge with the other party.

Sameer felt that the man in front of him was similar to the Gabriel he was chasing, but Gabriel's typical Sand People personality was not uncommon. If anyone with a similar body shape was considered a Gabriel, then how many Gabriels would he have met?

Sameer thought he was one of the people who knew Gabriel best. This was his confidence. They had fought together for too long... Even though he had gone astray, it didn't matter. He would definitely pull him back.

The temperament of the person in front of him was completely different from that of Gabriel, especially his eyes, which made him believe that the vigilant Gabriel had joined a clan for no reason, and then his temperament changed drastically, and even obtained the Eye of God?

——This is absolutely impossible!

Sameer made a quick analysis. He was also known for his vigilance. After he ruled out the possibility that the person in front of him was Gabriel, his follower on the side also noticed the Eye of God on the strong man.

Compared to Sameer, he was very impatient. His face changed immediately and he pointed at the Eye of the Grass God on Gabriel's waist and scolded him loudly.

"What is that?! The Eye of the Grass God? Damn it! It's actually the Eye of the Grass God! You traitor!"

Sameer's eyes changed, and his face was instantly covered with a shadow. Amber was also covered in the shadow.

"..." Gabriel silently looked at the brigade member who was pointing at him. He didn't show any expression. He didn't want to be the focus like this, as it would increase the probability of being recognized by Samel.

Gabriel glanced at Sameer out of the corner of his eye. Fortunately, he didn't think that he was Gabriel at all for the time being.

"Don't you know that it was the Tree King who killed the Red King?! As a subject of the Red King, you actually threw yourself into the arms of the Tree King?!"

"shut up."

Amber's voice rang out. This was the first time she spoke after entering the conference room. Her voice was not loud, but it was resounding. As her voice fell, the conference room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

It wasn't that the caravan members didn't want to continue, but Amber looked at him.

What an oppressive pair of eyes they were... like a sharp eagle. It seemed as if I had no secrets at all in front of these eyes, and everything was being seen through.

Amber was just sitting there, but in a trance he felt that the person beneath her was the luxurious throne, and he was just kneeling at the foot of the stairs leading to the throne, an insignificant person like an ant.

The confidence he had in blaming Gabriel at the beginning also disappeared, leaving only an attitude of feigning calmness.

"Did I say something wrong—"

"The Eye of the Grass God is the crystallization of the wisdom of my men. What does it have to do with the long-dead Tree King?" Amber's voice tended to be calm, but it seemed to contain a thousand pounds of strength. Her aura from the inside out was so suffocating that people could not breathe.

"Do you really mean this accusation from the bottom of your heart, or does it stem from your jealousy?"

"If you truly believe in the Red King as firmly as you say, why haven't you obtained the Eye of the God of Fire and the Eye of the God of Rock?"

Amber's eyes that seemed to see through everything made people subconsciously fearful. The caravan had been stripped of its last fig leaf. As Amber said, he was just jealous. Just as some of the people of the sand were jealous of the lives of the people of the forest, he was jealous of Gabriel for being able to obtain the Eye of God.

He just wanted to vent his unbalanced resentment and even ignored the occasion for a while. By the time he realized what the occasion was, it was too late. His face-saving nature made him continue to hold on.

But now, all of this disappeared in an instant before the pressure from Amber, and he could not even maintain his extremely ugly bluffing.

"Do you believe in the Red King from the bottom of your heart, or do you believe in your desires?"

Kohaku's last words were like a hammer, tearing apart the bluff of the brigade members and making him realize what he was facing.

"I wanted to treat you all with courtesy, but he insulted my capable subordinate - in front of me." Amber looked at Sameer sitting opposite her, and Sameer also felt some pressure.

He originally wanted to make friends with Amber, but he didn't know that this stupid subordinate would commit such an offensive act. As expected... he shouldn't have been too confident and just took a few people to track down Gabriel's whereabouts.

It is now obviously irreversible, the offense is a foregone conclusion, and the friendly relationship is ruined. The current priority should be to promptly quell the dissatisfaction of the young leader in front of him. Since it is impossible to make friends, then at least don't make enemies.

"...So, what kind of answer do you want?"

Samel gave in. He had to give in. There were only five people on his side, and he would not gain anything from fighting. In addition, he would most likely go to the wind erosion area to study the ruins later. It would be absolutely a bad thing to rashly make enemies with this clan.

"......!" The member of the brigade noticed something, his expression became panicked, and he subconsciously wanted to escape, but finally stopped.

His own people are not on his side, and there are people keeping watch outside the door. How can he escape?

"I want the finger he just pointed at my right-hand man."

"...Thank you for your kindness." Samel secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The leader only wanted a finger instead of killing him or cutting off his hand to let him bleed to death. This was already a "concession."

The other party has given you enough face, so you should also show some appreciation.

"...Ah...Ah..." The brigade member was almost scared out of his wits, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

With a dark face, Sameer grabbed the hand of his younger brother beside him and pressed it on the long table, then pulled out the knife behind him and chopped it hard.

Along with a scream and two severed fingers, a knife mark and several pools of blood appeared on the long table.

Chapter 13: Embarking on a short journey

“Ah—!! Ahhhhh—!”

The offending member of the brigade collapsed on the ground, holding his hand with two missing fingers, and roared in pain. Following Samel's eyes, another member of the brigade beside him who was a little frightened came to his senses. He obviously still had some eyesight, and quickly came to the side of the howling member of the brigade and dragged him out of the reception room.

The howling suddenly became much quieter, and after a moment the brigade member returned to the room. The meeting room was still somewhat quiet.

Amber, who witnessed all this, did not show any discomfort. The two warriors beside her who were used to seeing death did not react either. It was Samel who spoke first.

"The extra finger is my punishment for my disobedient subordinates, and also a token of my sincerity to you."

He was actually a little unsure in his heart. Although he was mentally prepared that the young leader in front of him might be very capable, the facts proved that he still underestimated this leader. The momentum from the inside out, and this ruthless style... In time, it would be inevitable that this clan would grow stronger.

There was silence in the conference room for a moment, and then Amber's laughter was heard.

She laughed heartily, as if she was really satisfied with Sameer's actions, but Sameer could see that it was just a fake smile.

——But at least he laughed, which meant that the atmosphere was eased. Samel also laughed. His laughter was a little unnatural. The two laughs mixed together, along with the painful howls coming from outside the window from time to time. It was like the two sides of a sand wall, so disharmonious.

"I see your sincerity." Amber stopped laughing and looked at Sameer, and the two looked at each other.

"So, what brings you here, Thutmose?"

"It's not really a visit from an honorable person..." Samel waved his hand. After being a little polite, he mentioned the purpose of his visit.