"You should be able to see that the Church of the Holy Sepulchre is intact."
"But what's so special about that church that's worth taking such a risk?"
When the elder man heard Lin Ke's question, his eyes lit up and he immediately straightened his hunched body.
"Ah! The Church of the Holy Sepulchre is not just a building to us, it is our history!"
"Legend has it that that is the resting place of our great prophet."
"It was he who led our people across the desert in search of a safe place."
"It is his wisdom and courage that have enabled us to gradually transform from a nomadic tribe into a nation!"
The elder's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and then he swallowed and continued: "The church was originally built by his followers to preserve his teachings and his relics."
"For Arabs, Jerusalem is our most sacred city, more precious than any wealth and more important than any territory."
“Our prophets taught wisdom here, and our ancestors established kingdoms here.”
Montezuma suddenly raised his eyebrows curiously and interrupted the other party: "Wait, you said Arabs?"
"Is that your kingdom?"
The elder nodded proudly: "Yes, we are Arabs."
"Although our kingdom was established not long ago, the history of our nation can be traced back thousands of years."
Upon hearing this, Arthas widened his eyes slightly and commented: "I always thought that Arabia was just the name of a region, but I didn't expect it to have formed a unified kingdom."
The elder man just shook his head when he heard this, and his tone began to have a hint of regret: "That's not the case."
"We have been divided into many tribes and small nations, each acting on its own."
"Otherwise, with the wisdom and courage of our nation, Jerusalem would have returned to our arms long ago."
At this point, his eyes lit up again: "Once our tribes are united again, retaking Jerusalem will be our top priority!"
"I believe this is not only the last wish of the Prophet, but also the dream of every Arab."
Bigtick asked, "So you came here just for the Church of the Holy Sepulchre?"
The older man shook his head. “Not exactly.”
“We do want to know who controls Jerusalem, but we want to know more about Holy Egypt.”
Several leaders looked at each other in surprise: "Holy Egypt?"
The older man went on to explain, “Yes!”
"We have heard that a powerful kingdom has risen in the desert."
“It is a desert people like us, but it has built a powerful country spanning both sides of the Nile.”
"We also heard that their Holy Pharaoh established many kingdoms and civilizations."
“So, we were curious about what kind of leader could bring so many ethnic groups together.”
He turned his gaze to Lin Ke with an expression that was almost awe-inspiring: "We heard that the great leader known as the Holy Pharaoh was a very powerful man."
"He possesses miraculous powers. He can call upon the gods for help, change the course of rivers, and even withstand divine punishment without moving."
"We want to know if there is any truth to these rumors."
"I saw many Hebrews rebuilding Jerusalem here. I guess this place is controlled by the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
“Wait….Wait!”
"Aren't you... the reinforcements of the Hebrew Empire?"
The older Arab man spoke as if he suddenly understood something, and he even looked into the distance in confusion.
Apparently, what he saw at first were the Hebrews and the Holy Egyptian League who were working naked.
Plus it was late at night, so he didn't realize that many of those people were not Hebrews.
He may have just thought that this place had been breached, but the Hebrews were still here, and these strangers who captured him were reinforcements from the Hebrew Empire.
His words caused everyone present to fall silent.
The “rumors” described by the elders were far from the actual situation, but in some strange way they were aware of the current situation.
And people couldn't help but turn their eyes to Lin Ke.
Lin Ke quietly endured everyone's gaze, his expression remained calm.
Marasia took a step forward, her voice thick with pride.
Even the smile on his face became a little more presumptuous.
"We are certainly not reinforcements for the Hebrew Empire!"
"Look at our service, look at what we look like!"
"Don't you understand yet?"
Malacia looked at the Arab's puzzled expression, then took another step forward and came to Lin Ke's side.
Her voice became much heavier.
"The one before you is the great Saint Pharaoh!"
"Holy King of Egypt!"
These words exploded like a bomb.
The seven strangers all raised their heads and looked at Lin Ke in disbelief.
Their expressions changed from confusion to shock, and finally settled on a mixture of awe and disbelief.
"You...you are...the Holy Pharaoh?!"
the older man stammered, his voice cracking with emotion.
"Are you the holy pharaoh who can summon gods, the one who...led his army to sweep across the Hebrew Empire?"
Lin Ke just nodded slightly without any extra comments.
But that calm demeanor itself is enough to confirm his identity.
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