During the discussion among the leaders of the Holy Egyptian League, the seven Arabs remained silent.
However, their expressions became more focused, and some stars began to appear in their eyes, which was hope.
After all, there are no longer those vicious Hebrews guarding here.
That meant that they might be able to enter Jerusalem and the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
It's not like in the past, where if you get close, you will die.
They listened to the words of the leaders, and whenever the name "His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh" was mentioned, they would involuntarily exchange respectful glances with each other.
The older man even secretly made an Arabic blessing gesture to Lin Ke. Although he did it quite covertly, Lin Ke still caught the action.
He could be sure that these Arabs, at least for now, were hopeful and well-intentioned towards Holy Egypt and him.
Of course, for Lin Ke, being able to be friends is naturally better than being enemies.
But he knew very well that this matter was far from as simple as it seemed.
When the leaders' discussion temporarily stopped, the older Arab took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to speak again.
His voice was respectful, but less nervous than when he first spoke.
"Your Majesty, the Holy Pharaoh, we have heard that the people of Holy Egypt are a desert people just like us!"
"I believe you can understand the feeling of searching for an oasis in the endless yellow sand and seeking shelter from the scorching sun."
He took a small step forward, a move that alerted the soldiers, but he quickly stopped.
"So, it is precisely because of our commonality and your great name that I dare to make this statement."
“We understand and respect your country’s right to govern Jerusalem, but we implore you to consider a less egregious request.”
He paused for a moment, as if he was organizing his words: "We hope that you can allow us devout Arabs to enter Jerusalem."
“Let us enter our holy places and remember our Prophet.”
Before he finished speaking, several people wanted to interrupt him.
But Lin Ke just raised his hand slightly to stop them and let the Arab continue speaking.
"We will not interfere with your rule, nor will we disobey your decrees!"
"Only if you can, at a certain time and in a way that you allow, let us pay homage to our sanctuary!"
"That's enough!"
"Just like a caravan in the desert will rest in an oasis, but it will not change the ownership of the oasis!"
He added, with a sincere smile: "We just want to get a moment of spiritual comfort with your magnanimous consent!"
Several Arabs present nodded in agreement with this statement.
At this moment, there was no longer sadness on their faces, but a joy full of anticipation.
The looks they exchanged revealed a confidence that the Holy Pharaoh could understand the desire of a desert people for the Holy Land.
Because they could feel from the beginning to the end that the people here did not regard them as enemies.
After hearing this request, Lin Ke did not respond immediately.
Seeing that the Holy Pharaoh did not speak, Bigtik immediately objected.
"This won't work! Allowing an outsider to freely enter and exit a newly occupied city is tantamount to letting danger enter the city!"
"Besides, who knows what your real purpose is?"
"After all, this is only our first meeting, and this is the first time I've heard the name Arab."
"If you ask me, since you guys are going to make a request, you should at least show some sincerity!"
"Besides, even if you say this place used to be yours, who can prove it? And what good would it do even if it was proven?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, I don't think so!"
Montezuma also nodded in agreement: "I agree."
“Once we allow them into the city, we may face bigger troubles in the future.”
"Jerusalem is too far away from Holy Egypt. If there are more and more Arabs in the future, do you want to take Jerusalem back bit by bit?"
"If this is the case, there may be another war. Saint Pharaoh does not like war!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, I also think it's not possible! You must consider it carefully!"
However, Arthas, the king of Atlantis, disagreed: "But then again, they are the sons of the desert after all, and they have a natural affinity with Holy Egypt."
"I understand your current situation very well."
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, in my opinion, you can relax the restrictions appropriately. In this way, perhaps the Kingdom of Arabia can join the ranks of the Holy Egyptian Alliance in the future."
"Although we have won a great victory, we have also lost a lot of strength."
"If you can win over the surrounding kingdoms and forces, you will truly stand at the pinnacle of power on the entire continent."
"That can unite all the forces that can be united! It is something that no one has ever been able to do in the past and present!"
"If a civilization like the Greek Federation invades again, we will be able to get the news as quickly as possible and unite with surrounding civilizations to resist."
"As long as it can be used well, it will only benefit the Holy Egyptian Alliance, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
Marasia nodded vigorously, and then added: "That's right!"
"If we can draw in this civilization called Arabia, we will be able to surround Holy Egypt tightly and become a formidable force that will terrify everyone!"
Bigtik licked his lips several times. Obviously, he felt that what Marasia and Arthas said made sense.
He thought for a moment, then continued, "But the question is, how can we ensure that they only carry out religious activities and do not engage in other actions that may endanger the stability of the city?"
"If there is any danger, it will take a long time for our army to arrive here."
"How many soldiers can we station here?"
Montezuma nodded, and he immediately suggested, "Perhaps we could set some specific days and times?"
"Just like he said just now, the number of people, the route, and the content of the activities are limited."
"These are risks that at least we can monitor and are not too dangerous."
The leaders spoke one after another, and the differences of opinion were very obvious.
Some people worry about safety risks, some value benefits, and some focus on the long-term cultural impact.
While the debate was going on, the Arabs remained silent.
They did not listen to the leaders' voices, but only looked at His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh.
Lin Ke, on the other hand, raised his head slightly.
He looked like he was thinking about something.
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