You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 175 Persuade to surrender

In the temple, Osval and Ma Li frowned and exchanged glances.

Finally, Osval, who had directly confronted the Sand People, spoke first:

"who are you?"

The owner of the voice outside the door seemed to have recognized the identity of the answerer, and his tone was a little higher, sounding a bit shrill:

"I am the translator of Lord Garnside, the leader of the "Gar" tribe, a great subject of Sandfather and Windmother. "

Osval was stunned when he heard this.

It's not because of the identity of the enemy.

After all, he already knew who was attacking "Talek".

The Sand People themselves are not a secretive entity.

Just listen again now.

The person who spoke was clearly a native of Tarek!

Just as Borglum and Borglum cannot be generalized, there are also differences between lingua francas in different regions.

This is especially true in the northern part of the country where towns are far apart and places are highly closed.

Oswal originally thought that the person calling at the door was someone like a guide brought by the Sand People.

After all, these sand people can appear at the northernmost point of Siver from the continent of Yug. It makes sense to have a guide who can speak Common Language.

Unexpectedly, the sand people would find a "translator" just after they entered the city.

Listening to the other party's high-spirited tone, he seemed to be enjoying it a bit.

On the other side, Ted, the newly appointed common language translator of the "Jia" tribe, is indeed quite proud.

He thought he was not a brainless idiot, but he could certainly see that he was just a temporary mouthpiece and had no status or dignity in front of the sand people.

But that didn't stop him from feeling like he'd jumped to a more promising side.

Now, he just wants to show his role in front of Garnside as much as possible.

Maybe, in the new "Talek", he can become a master.

The number of sand people does not seem to be too large, and they always need some cooperative local "Taleq" people to serve them.

Thinking of this, Ted couldn't help but feel excited.

The arrogant black-clothed gift is so vulnerable in front of "Jia".

When the Earth Father Church was kicked out of the "Talek" by the Gift of Black, he lost his respectable job at the Gray Eagle Leather Factory.

Now, the Ceremony in Black is about to be kicked out.

When the time comes, I, the first person to surrender, will surely benefit a lot!

But first things have to get done.

Treyde cleared his throat and continued shouting towards the temple, which was silent for a while:

"Lord Garnside said that as long as you take the initiative to remove the power of the gods from the temple, he will guarantee your safety!"

As he said that, Ted turned his head and glanced at the leader of the sand people who was standing silently in the wind and sand. When he saw the other party nodded, he worked harder and harder:

"The sand people are friendly people, and they did not come to Tarek for the purpose of war."

"Actually, it was you who ambush the sand people first, so Lord Garnside had to lead his tribe to fight back."

"Now as long as you don't resist stubbornly, you can all leave Tarek safely!"

Ted's voice was clearly heard in the hall.

After all, apart from the sound of wind and sand inside and outside the temple, he was the only one shouting.

Many believers in the temple had angry expressions on their faces when they heard the traitor outside, who was probably a local, confounding the right and wrong.

What a "friendly guy"!

You, a group of sand people living in the Pustonian Desert, sneaked into the outskirts of "Talek", is it just to express goodwill to the Gift of Black?

What else is there around Tarek besides furs and newly cultivated farmland?

Or are you traveling all the way to the northernmost tip of the North just to contribute to the fur industry and agriculture of "Talek"?

Do not make jokes.

It's self-evident what happens when your wife comes out of the shower at Old John's house next door.

Do you have to see it with your own eyes before you give up?

Similarly, the fact that the sand people quietly sneaked to the outskirts of "Talek" speaks for itself.

Do you have to wait until they launch a raid and easily destroy the city before you can see that they have evil intentions?

Osval was calmer and asked in a teasing tone:

"Since you said that the sand people are friendly, why not let them get out of Tarek first?"    "You don't have any intentions towards Tarek anyway."

After hearing this, Traed paused and didn't know how to answer better for a moment.

He could only turn his attention to Garnside behind him again.

As a mouthpiece, Treed would not dare to respond to such words without authorization.

Although Garnside didn't fully understand what was said on the other side of the temple, he still knew that the people inside told him to get out.

His brows immediately furrowed.

These people are really ignorant.

If they come out, I will just lead someone to chop off their heads.

But if you don’t come out.

Once the sand people suffer casualties during the attack, it is reasonable to say that they will let the other party die extremely tragically after breaking into the temple!

The leader of the sand people gave Traed a wild beast-like look, and the latter immediately shuddered and reacted.

If nice words don’t work, then stop pretending:

"Stop being so smart."

"Lord Garnside would easily crush you."

"You don't really think that you can fight against the sand people who are blessed by Father Sand and Mother Wind with just the power of the God of Ceremony, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the Temple of Ceremony in Black was stagnant.

Ted's words had an effect.

But I'm afraid it's not the effect he expected.

Anger spreads!

Oswald clearly saw a cyan light glowing on the bodies of many believers.

Obviously, they have all entered a fighting state.

The cold blood flowed between his eyes.

In silence.

The suppressed pain is growing!

Even a calm man like Osval became extremely angry after hearing the wanton and blasphemous words outside the door.

He replied coldly:

"The miserable gods of the Sand People are like toddlers before our Lord."

"You are using mortal wisdom to challenge the master of the world!"

"It seems that you really want to die."

The cold words reached Ted's ears, making him shiver.

For a moment, the fragility of being a trustless mortal took over his nerves.

He deliberately wanted to change a few sentences, but the wolf-like eyes behind him forced him to continue speaking:

"You are just frogs in the well!"

"How can Father Sha and Mother Feng be as powerful as any of your gods of etiquette?"

"Otherwise, why can the sand people surround your temple?"

The more he talked, the more he felt that what he said made sense, and he couldn't help but add:

"And I, a commoner, say that you, the God of Ceremony, are not good enough. Why don't I just stand here properly?"

"What can you do to me?"

The voice fell.

in the suddenly quiet air.

Unnamed dark emotions are growing crazily!

boom!

The door of the Black Ceremony Temple was violently knocked open from the inside out.

There is something.

rushed out!

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