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Chapter 84 The Hallows of Eden
Would you rather play life or play life - author
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Since he couldn't get any answers, Gao Long stopped thinking about it, because even if he tried to think about it, he couldn't think of a reason, so why bother.

After having breakfast in the market, Gao Long left the stall and continued shopping.

Not to mention that it is really interesting, this is a small city, and there are some strange objects that are not found in many big cities, so Gaolong is quite happy to visit.

Maybe it's because no girl has asked him to go shopping before, so it's interesting to think about it by yourself?Gao Long shook his head, it's better to get rid of this horrible idea, it's better to have a girlfriend.

After leaving the market, Gao Long found that there was no place to go, so he returned to the mountain. When he went back, he happened to see Altaïr talking to someone. It looked like they would not stop for a while. Yes, Gao Long didn't go to look for them.

Originally, I had to rush or perform tasks outside every day, and I rarely had time to rest, so I found it very troublesome.

Now when I settled down in Masyaf again, I felt very bored and couldn't find anything to do.

Human beings are such a strange thing. They feel busy when they are busy, and feel empty when they are free. I really don’t know what to think.

Sitting in the garden, drinking tea, Gao Long can only stay here alone.

Because he doesn't know any of the other people, and he pulls others to chat for no reason, and playing chess is not a thing, so he can only stay alone.

About an hour later, Altaïr came back, and when he saw Gao Long sitting, he came to look for him.

"It's quite leisurely." Altaïr smiled and sat opposite Gao Long, watching Gao Long playing chess by himself.

"It's boring, there's nothing to do." Gao Long complained, and then put the chess pieces back on the table.

"Actually, I think so too, why don't we go to Al Mualim." Altaïr suggested that he also felt uncomfortable after resting when the mission was not completed.

Gao Long nodded, and after packing up his things, the two came to the front hall from the back.

According to the guards outside, Al Mualin was talking to someone, so they waited for the others to leave before going upstairs to find Al Mualin.

There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Al Mualim's voice sounded from inside. "It's me, Altaïr, and Gao Long." Altaïr replied.

Al Mualim seemed to be placing something, and after a sound, the door was opened, "Come in, Altaïr, Gao Long. I believe you have rested and are ready to face the next test?" Al Mualim Lin seemed to see that the two of them didn't really want to rest.

"Yes, but I have something to tell you first, and I have some doubts." Gao Long didn't expect that Altaïr came to ask Al Mualim some questions. Originally, Gao Long wanted to leave, but Altaïr turned to look He glanced at him, and after giving him a look, he understood, and stood here listening to their conversation.

"Tell me, I will try my best to answer." Al Mualim showed a very magnanimous look.

"The merchant king of Damascus murdered the nobles who ruled the city, Mahad al-Din of Jerusalem used fear to make his people obey him, and I suspect William intended to murder Richard and occupy Acre with his own troops. These people should have assisted their leader, but they chose to betray, I don’t understand why?” This is Altaïr’s question, and it’s also Gao Long’s question, and the truth of the matter is rarely mentioned in the original work Content.

Without even thinking about it, Al Mualim blurted out "Isn't the answer obvious? It's the Templars' desire to control. As you noticed, each of them wanted to donate the city to save some money so that the Templars They can rule the Holy Land, and even further control it, but they are unlikely to succeed." Al Mualim seemed very sure.

Altaïr felt very strange, "Why is that?"

Al Mualim took a silver object from the table and said, "The success of their plan depends on the Templar treasure, the Piece of Eden. It is now in our hands, and without him their goal is hopeless. "

Altaïr observed this silver spherical object "What is this treasure?"

"It is temptation," said the inscrutable words of the brave Al Mualim.

Altaïr saw it as a silver object, "He is just a silverware."

Al Mualim suddenly brought the ball in front of Altaïr, and emphasized "Look at it!"

"What should I see?" Altaïr was still puzzled, no matter how you look at it, it is still a silverware.

"This, this silverware expelled Adam and Eve, it once turned sticks into snakes, parted and closed the Red Sea, Eris (the goddess of disputes in Greek mythology) used it to ignite the war at Troy. With it, a A poor carpenter (Jesus) turned water into wine." Al Mualim told a lot of legendary stories, Gao Long listened to them, and he didn't quite believe that these were facts. After all, he was an atheist, and those myths Most of the legends are fictional.

Altaïr was intrigued "compared to the power it possesses, he looks ordinary. How does it work?"

Al Mualim put away the silver ball, "The holder of the fragment can control the consciousness and mind of everyone in front of him, no matter who it is, even the holder will be unable to extricate themselves." This passage sounds a bit alarmist.

"Then who are the people from Garnier?" Altaïr suddenly thought of the controlled people he met in Acre City.

"That was an experiment, using herbs to simulate its effects, and making sure that they got it, everything was ready." Al Mualim didn't know why he knew so much inside information.

"Talar supplies them, Tamir arms them, what are they preparing, but what will it be?" Altaïr thought of this chain of connections, armed merchants, human traffickers, hospital doctors.

"War." Al Mualim's voice was so loud that Altaïr and Gao Long were startled.

"Others, the rulers of the city, they try to control the people and make them like the people of Garnier!" Altaïr said a fact that frightened him a little.

"Perfect citizens, perfect soldiers, and a perfect world." Al Mualin said three perfections, but all of them didn't sound so perfect.

Altaïr seemed determined to resolve Robert's belief that "Robert de Sable must never be allowed to get it back."

Al Mualim saw the time was right. "As long as he and his party are alive, they will keep trying."

"Then they must be eliminated." Altaïr's emotions were also aroused. "That's exactly what I asked you to do."

Al Mualim took two scrolls from the table and gave them to Altaïr, "There are two more Templars, you should pay attention, one is in Acre City, and the name is Shibrand. The other is in Damascus, and the name is Zhu. Baier Hakim. Visit the head of the liaison office and they will give you more guidance."

Al Mualin's intention was still to let the two of them act together. To be honest, Al Mualin now has some inability to see through Gao Long. He should be a very simple person, but now he seems to be out of his control. Let go of your own affairs.

"As you wish." Altaïr accepted the task this time.

"And act as soon as possible, no doubt Robert de Sable has been alarmed by our continued success, and his followers will do everything in their power to unmask you. They know you have come, a Dai They will try to find you." In fact, Al Mualim's white hood meant that they knew that Altaïr was a member of the Assassins, not specifically referring to him. Clothes, after all, assassination does not necessarily need to wear your own clothes.

The main clue is in the wound, most of the corpses have a wound caused by the Hidden Blade.

Altaïr was confident "They won't find me, I'm the knife hidden in the crowd."

Al Mualim turned around and took a beautifully carved dagger from the table and handed it to Altaïr, "This is a gift from me, a reward for your outstanding performance."

Altaïr took it and looked at it. The workmanship of this dagger was not only exquisite, but its sharpness was also extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)