"Go away, invaders! Go back to your Hebrew Empire."
"Your dirty feet have defiled the sands of holy Egypt!"
"Get out of here now! Don't want to offend the Holy Pharaoh! Get out of here now!"
"Get as far away as you can!"
The Hebrew envoys walked out of the Holy Egyptian Palace and through the streets of Cairo.
The cursing of the holy Egyptian people and the dull thud of rotten fruit hitting their robes almost never stopped.
They lowered their heads, wrapped in gray robes, carried empty wooden boxes on their shoulders, and walked in a hurry.
Like a group of stray dogs.
Even when they walked out of the city gate, they still needed the protection of the Holy Egyptian soldiers.
Otherwise, they would most likely be beaten to death here.
"Soldier! Ah! Soldier!"
When the Hebrew envoy saw the holy Egyptians surrounding him, he felt his lower limbs go weak.
There are too many people!
"Back off! Everyone, back off!"
After sending these Hebrew envoys away, the soldiers of Holy Egypt did not even salute them, but immediately turned around and left.
After all, if it weren't for the order from His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, they really wanted to kill these Hebrews here.
And the Hebrews did not dare to stop, but simply quickened their pace and returned to where their carriages were.
Only after confirming that they were temporarily safe did the leading envoy dare to frown.
"Humiliation! This is such a disgrace!"
His face turned red and his teeth were clenched, as if he wanted to spit out the anger he had just received.
His followers also stopped and surrounded him, their faces grim.
The leading envoy spat fiercely: "We are envoys from the Hebrew Empire. When have we ever been humiliated like this?!"
"Who dares to make us kneel down to talk? Who dares to throw rotten fruit at us?"
"But today, we are in this shabby place, kneeling before the Holy Pharaoh, kowtow like dogs, and have to hand over the things with a smile on our faces!"
But he was just venting his anger, because he knew very well that the Hebrews today were no longer the same as they were in the past.
He paused, and his voice became even lower: "Back then, when the Hebrew cavalry swept across the continent, Egypt was nothing more than a dilapidated house by the Nile River, without even a decent place to live."
"Such a lowly nation should become our slaves!"
"But what about now? You dare to be so arrogant just because you rely on that Saint Pharaoh or the Supreme God!"
After hearing his words, one of his followers couldn't help but interrupt.
"That's right! If you ask me, Holy Egypt is just lucky. So many gods have suddenly awakened."
"In the last battle, if it weren't for the Supreme God and the people of the Greek alliance, how could they have won!"
The other follower just shook his head: "That's not right, weren't those gods summoned by the Holy Pharaoh?"
Hearing this, the man who had just spoken immediately retorted: "What summons! Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"Those are all what they sent back. Don't trust them!"
"I'm afraid it's just an excuse for losing the battle."
"Look at those Hebrew soldiers who came back. Which one of them is not crazy?"
The leading envoy sneered at this time: "Humph, God? But so what?"
"Just wait and see, they will begin to collapse from within!"
The followers were stunned, and someone frowned and asked, "Disintegration from within? What do you mean?"
The leading envoy narrowed his eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then a cold smile emerged: "That is to say, among the Holy Egypt, there are our 'Pious Ones'."
"However, that Saint Pharaoh is indeed very strange. It's as if he can predict something in advance."
"There should have been several mass casualties in Cairo, but none of them happened."
"Also, 'The Preacher' is nowhere to be seen."
"I suspect... that Saint Pharaoh has a way to know our moves in advance, otherwise how could it be so coincidental every time?"
One of the followers frowned and said, "But how is this possible?"
“This is something that is simply unpredictable.”
The leading envoy snorted coldly: "You are right."
"It may be that the 'devout' moved too much and attracted the attention of the magician."
"Otherwise, I really don't understand why the explosion didn't happen."
"However, once these two cities are returned, more 'devout people' will be able to sneak into Holy Egypt."
"Just wait and see, the end of Holy Egypt is not far away!"
Another follower's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice: "'The pious'? You mean those..."
The leading node nodded: "Yes, those are the people."
The followers understood what was said and smiled sinisterly.
One of the followers clapped his hands and said, "Great! Even if the Holy Pharaoh is now showing off his power by relying on the Supreme God, no matter how powerful the God is, he can't control people's hearts, right?"
The leading envoy just sneered: "Exactly. The Hebrew Empire swept across the continent in the past, and everyone who saw it had to kneel down and bow their heads. What is Holy Egypt?"
At this moment, an attendant couldn't help but ask: "But what if the Holy Pharaoh knows in advance?"
"If he finds out who the 'devout' is, wouldn't our trip be in vain?"
The leading envoy waved his hand and said gloomily: "No matter how smart he is, he can't find it out."
"We have done our research. Holy Egypt is now thriving with trade and their 'miracles', and the Holy Pharaoh doesn't seem to care about his own identity."
"It's really ridiculous that he still cares about the lives of lowly civilians."
"Don't you know? The Holy Pharaoh actually gave money to those lowly slaves."
"So, you should understand, right? This is the weakness of Saint Pharaoh."
"We just need to rely on this to defeat Holy Egypt from within."
The followers looked at each other and nodded. One of them said, "You are right. When we fought against Holy Egypt, their city couldn't even hold out for three days."
"If Saint Pharaoh really does this, he will definitely not be able to discover your plan!"
The leading envoy sneered, turned his head towards the window, and took a deep breath.
"Holy Pharaoh, humph!"
"Let's see how long you can be so proud."
"The glory that belongs to the Hebrew Empire will be taken back by us sooner or later."
"When the time comes, let that Saint Pharaoh know who is the true master of this continent!"
"Only our Supreme Ruler King is the real king!"
The Hebrew envoys walked further and further away, and their voices gradually disappeared in the wind.
Lin Ke, who was in the Holy Egyptian Palace, was looking at the information on the civilization panel at this time, and was calmly selecting a [Governor] from the civilization panel.
"Magnus."
"Victor."
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