"The streets are clean and tidy, the markets are well stocked, and everyone has enough food and clothing!"
"These are simply unimaginable luxuries in Arabia, my lord."
Having said this, the other party continued to add.
"Especially in recent years, we have experienced frequent civil unrest and many places have fallen into chaos."
"Some villages even fought each other over water sources, and it was not uncommon for people to resort to swordplay just to get a little food."
"Compared to this, the peace and tranquility of your country is like heaven!"
After hearing these words, Kamul probably understood why they looked so sad before.
Even Kamul couldn't help but sigh: "Holy Egypt was like this in the past, so I can fully understand your feelings now."
"When His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh ascended the throne, Holy Egypt was in turmoil."
"I still remember that day when the magicians of the Hebrew Empire were wreaking havoc in my palace."
"And His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, under such circumstances, became the supreme king of Holy Egypt."
When the other party heard this, he just opened his eyes wide in surprise.
"What?! Are you saying that the Holy Pharaoh ascended the throne during war?"
Camille nodded: "Not bad."
"Those were dark days."
"The previous pharaoh passed away suddenly, external enemies are lurking, and internal traitors are causing trouble."
"But His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, through his efforts, not only defended the land of Holy Egypt, but also gradually built Holy Egypt into the prosperous country it is today."
When the other party heard this, he just shook his head, as if he couldn't believe what Kamul said.
"No wonder Lord Saladin often told me that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh was born to be a king."
“It is a great honor for us to witness the demeanor of such a great man in person!”
During the conversation, they came to the royal warehouse.
A team of fully armed guards stood in front of the magnificent stone building.
When they saw Kamul arriving with the envoy, they immediately bowed and made way.
In the middle of the hall, several workers were carefully packing a box of something.
The envoy stepped forward to take a look, his face full of surprise.
"That's cocoa beans?"
"Lord Saladin once mentioned this magical thing, saying it has infinite flavor and is extremely precious."
Camille smiled and nodded: "That's right."
"This batch is made of premium varieties that we carefully selected, with a mellow taste and rich aroma."
"You can take it back and give it to Lord Saladin."
Upon hearing this, the envoy's lips trembled with excitement: "This! This is truly the greatest honor!"
"It's said that cocoa beans are a luxury item enjoyed only by the royal family in Holy Egypt. Lord Saladin will surely be delighted if we can bring them back to Arabia!"
Several Arab envoys who were accompanying them were also very excited. They carefully stretched their heads out to look at the smooth black beans.
In their eyes, these cocoa beans are even treasures that cannot be purchased.
Kamul then ordered, "Please wait a moment, I'll have someone load the gifts onto the car."
The envoy hurriedly stopped him: "Don't bother your servant, respected Lord Kamul, we can do it ourselves."
"It is our greatest honor to personally carry the supreme reward from His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
Although Kamul repeatedly insisted that someone be responsible, the envoy and his companions insisted on doing it themselves.
Soon, several burly Arabs began carefully moving boxes of cocoa beans onto the backs of camels waiting outside.
The other party greeted Kamul at this time and seemed to be preparing to leave.
“Actually, this is only part of the gift.”
Kamul quickly told the other party: "The Holy Pharaoh has also prepared a batch of food, fodder, and weapons and equipment for you."
When the envoy heard this, his mouth dropped open as if frozen. "Really? That's truly generous!"
Camus smiled and continued speaking kindly.
"You're welcome. Holy Egypt and Arabia have always been as close as brothers. I hope this batch of supplies will help Lord Saladin quell the civil unrest and restore peace."
The envoys bowed deeply, their bodies even trembling with excitement.
"On behalf of 'Father' Saladin and the Arab people, we thank His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh for his generosity!"
"We will always remember this kindness!"
"Sir, please let us carry it ourselves this time. No need to trouble the brothers from Holy Egypt!"
Kamul didn't say anything, just smiled.
Then, Kamul led the delegation through several corridors to the other side of the warehouse.
When they turned the last corner, the sight before them shocked all the Arabs.
Dozens of bags of flour, rice, and beans were neatly stacked in the courtyard, alongside barrels of wine and water.
What was even more surprising was that in the center of the courtyard, there were rows of brand new weapons and armor.
These are lightweight equipment designed specifically for desert combat. They provide strong protection without making the user feel uncomfortable in hot environments.
Obviously, they are both desert civilizations and can both benefit from these equipment.
“This! This is!”
"My Lord, what are these?"
The envoy was almost speechless and could only point at the mountains of supplies, his throat choked with sobs.
Obviously, in the eyes of the envoys, the so-called food may be just dozens of bags of wheat or flour, which is already a lot in their eyes.
But what they saw was several times more than they had expected.
Kamul then ordered the Holy Egyptian soldiers to begin the transportation: "This is the arrangement of the Holy Pharaoh."
"He hopes this batch of supplies can help you get through this difficult time."
The envoy was stunned for a long time before he finally found his voice: "This! This is too much!"
"This is far beyond our expectations! Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh is so generous! We... we don't know how to repay you!"
Other Arab envoys also gathered around the supplies, some even shedding tears.
To them, these are more than just objects.
This is brotherhood!
In war-torn homes, these supplies can save countless lives.
"Now, please let me help you load these onto the camel cart."
This time, faced with Kamul's words, the envoy and his companions did not refuse.
Faced with such a large amount of aid, it was impossible for just a few of them to complete the loading and unloading work.
More importantly, they knew that this was comprehensive assistance specially arranged by His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, not a simple diplomatic gift.
"If Lord Saladin knew about this, he would be deeply moved."
The envoy bowed deeply and whispered to Kamul, "Please tell His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh that the Arab people will never forget this kindness."
"One day, we will repay this deep friendship."
Camille patted his shoulder: "No need to say more."
"You are the brothers of Holy Egypt. Please accept these supplies with confidence. They carry the sincere wishes of the people of Holy Egypt to our Arab brothers."
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