"Hey, Remheb!"
One of the young men spoke at this time.
"Now you are the most prestigious person among us. Can you reveal some secrets of the palace?"
Several friends burst into laughter, and one of the fatter young men pushed the person who had just spoken.
"Please pay attention to your words! This person is Lord Kamul's right-hand man. How can we, the common people, chat with him casually?"
Remheb smiled when he heard this.
"What are you talking about!"
"In front of you, I will always be the one being protected."
The tall, thin man sitting in the distance interrupted and said, "Come on!"
"Everyone knows that Remheb has become a clerk who can directly meet with the Holy Pharaoh!"
"but......"
Having said that, his eyes drifted into the distance.
"We've always heard that the Holy Pharaoh is extremely wise and tolerant, and even cares about us lowly commoners."
"Even Remheb can become a clerk. Remheb, don't be angry when I say this. What I want to say is that people like us can also make a name for ourselves one day."
When the other person heard this, he simply replied, "That's right!"
"Unlike the pharaohs of the past, who spent their days building luxurious tombs and conquering and expanding."
Remheb listened quietly to his friends' chatter without interrupting, only occasionally revealing a faint smile.
These people who used to live at the bottom of society are always full of curiosity and fantasies about the center of power, and these fantasies are often beautified and idealized.
“That’s right, Remheb!
"Do you see the Holy Pharaoh often? I heard he could communicate directly with the gods of the desert and the Nile. Is that true?"
"Do you still see the God of Golden Light often?"
This question made everyone else prick up their ears, waiting for Remheb's answer.
In the folk beliefs of Holy Egypt, the pharaoh was regarded as the spokesperson of the gods on earth.
In particular, gods associated with the Nile River, such as Osiris and the crocodile Shcherba, are often considered to be gods highly associated with agricultural harvests.
Remheb put down his fishing rod and collected his thoughts.
"Regarding His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, I can tell you responsibly that he is indeed an extraordinary leader."
"Yes, he can communicate directly with the gods of the desert and the Nile."
“And, under his leadership, Holy Egypt has indeed changed a lot.”
The other people now moved closer to Remheb.
"Like what? Like what?"
Remheb was stunned for a moment, he just raised his hand.
"Everything you see! Isn't that enough?"
A few people shook their heads: "Stupid! Of course that's not what we're talking about!"
"Can you tell us something we don't know?"
Remheb raised his head slightly at this time, as if thinking about something.
"His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is preparing his own navy and has built a shipyard on the side of the Nile."
"We even asked the King of Atlantis to train naval soldiers for us!"
"You should be able to hear this news soon. It has already spread throughout the palace and Atlantis."
Several friends were so fascinated by what he said that they stood frozen beside Remheb, listening to him speak.
Especially when Remheb mentioned those changes that were directly related to their lives, they couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Then they spoke of the doctors who were now in Holy Egypt.
"My sister's child contracted malaria two years ago. If the doctor hadn't treated him in time, he would probably be dead now."
"I will never forget this kindness."
When the other person heard this, he also spoke.
"The elderly woman next door, a 90-year-old lady, broke her leg last winter. The doctors not only gave her medicine but also visited her regularly for follow-up examinations."
"The best part is, it's all free!"
"This kind of thing, even among the nobles in the past, didn't receive this kind of treatment!"
Finally, the other person nodded vigorously.
"So, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh has truly changed everything for us."
"No wonder some people always say he is a messenger sent by the gods to save Holy Egypt."
And after a brief silence, one of them looked at Remheb and spoke again.
"Remheb, what is His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh doing at this time?"
Everyone else waited with bated breath, obviously wanting to know the answer to this question.
Remheb did not answer immediately.
He slowly stood up and cast his gaze towards the royal palace at the highest point of Cairo in the distance.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh now..."
The other side.
In the meeting hall of the Holy Egyptian Palace.
Lin Ke was concentrating on looking at a brand new giant map that was spread out.
It was a detailed map of the coastal areas of Holy Egypt, marking every important place, every harbor and every coastline.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh! It's just as you expected!"
Accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps, Prime Minister Kamul strode into the conference hall, the hem of his robe fluttering slightly, and his face was filled with excitement.
He walked quickly to the map and pointed his finger at a red dot in the northwest, which was the location of the city of Matruh.
"All coastal cities have submitted their latest reports on unusual phenomena along the coastline, but there has been no news from the Lord of Matruh."
"Just as His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh had previously speculated, he indeed concealed the information and did not report it!"
"There's definitely something wrong with this person! It seems like everything is irreversible."
"He has made his choice!"
Lin Ke raised his head, his expression did not change.
"It is indeed so."
"Before, cities along the coast reported seeing strange people at sea."
"Only from Marsa Matruh has there been no reports."
"But where they are should be the place where sea beast cavalry can be observed most frequently."
Then, Lin Ke pointed back and forth on the map.
"Since receiving intelligence about a possible Viking attack, we have been closely monitoring the situation along the coastline."
"Why do you think the Lord of Matruh didn't report anything to us?"
When Kamul heard Lin Ke's words, he thought for a while.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"I wonder if he might have defected to the enemy or colluded with them?"
"I sent someone to secretly investigate Lord Matru's recent activities and discovered that he frequently met with foreign merchants and transferred most of his assets to family members. It seemed like he was looking for a way out."
But Lin Ke shook his head at this time.
"No, he did not go over to the enemy."
Of course, if the city lord defected to the enemy, Lin Ke’s civilization panel would immediately display it.
"What is the current food reserve situation in Matruh?"
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