Fadhil stood on the observation deck at the top of the castle, his heart beating wildly.
The figure in the black robe gradually became clearer in his vision.
Fadhil remembered clearly the so-called "Holy Egyptian Minister" and the special ring at Saladin's funeral.
"That ring..."
"Could it really be the Holy Pharaoh's ring?!"
Then, he felt as if a bolt of lightning struck his brain.
"Could it be...that person is the Holy Pharaoh himself?"
At this time, Fadhil's breathing became very rapid.
"But why did he disguise his identity?"
"Could it be?! Is it to attend the funeral of His Majesty Saladin?"
All kinds of questions flooded his mind like a tide, but Fadhil was very clear about one thing.
That is, if the supreme ruler of Holy Egypt came in person to pay his respects, it would be an unprecedented honor in itself!
That suggested that the relationship was far more important than he knew.
Simply put, if Saul and the Pope's proposal were rejected, it would likely lead to a series of unimaginable consequences.
"this......"
Fadhil leaned against the cold stone wall, trying to calm his pounding heart.
He subconsciously looked around to make sure no one noticed his abnormality.
Then he carefully bent down and used the cover of the wall to secretly observe the courtyard.
A few minutes later, two figures in black robes emerged from the building.
Despite the distance, Fadhil could still feel the unusual aura emanating from the two men.
It was a calm movement that only the holder of supreme power could possess.
Saul and the Pope followed behind, keeping their distance from the two men.
After they left the house, Saul and the Pope's attitude became less extremely respectful.
"If even Saul and the Pope respect them so much, they must not be ordinary ministers!"
He saw Saul whisper something and the taller black-robed man nodded slightly.
Then, the group walked towards the camel caravan parked outside.
Saul personally brought them two camels equipped with luxurious saddles, while the Pope stood by, maintaining a solemn gaze.
The man in black robe climbed onto the camel. The whole movement was done in one go, even seeming somewhat elegant.
This made Fadhil more confident in his judgment.
They are definitely not ordinary diplomatic envoys or ministers!
They are most likely the most powerful people in Holy Egypt!
Fadhil held his breath and stared at the camel caravan that was gradually moving away.
"Coming so hastily, and leaving so hastily..."
"It's just for the funeral, the funeral of His Majesty Saladin?!"
The camel caravan disappeared around the corner of the city wall, but Fadil remained standing, his brain working at high speed.
If it was indeed the Holy Pharaoh who came in person to offer condolences, it would mean that Holy Egypt's attention to the internal affairs of Arabia far exceeded his expectations.
"If it were the Holy Pharaoh..."
"If it's not the Holy Pharaoh?"
“No, no…”
Thinking of this, Fadhil turned around quickly and walked down the spiral staircase.
His steps were faster and heavier than usual, and it was obvious that he had made up his mind.
He knew very well that the top priority now was to finalize the cooperation agreement between them and Holy Egypt as soon as possible.
By the time Fadhil returned to the meeting hall, the debate had already begun.
The room was filled with the sound of quarreling, but Fadhil's sudden appearance made the noisy room quiet down instantly.
"Your Majesty Fadhil!"
A minister immediately stood up: "We are preparing to report the latest discussion results to you!"
"Now, most people think..."
Fadhil just shook his head. "Well, there's no need to discuss this anymore."
His tone was firm and unquestionable.
Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and focused their eyes on the young monarch.
"I have decided to accept Saint Egypt's proposal!"
"We will allow their magician troops to be stationed in Damascus and assist us in clearing out the rebel forces within our territory!"
Upon hearing this, another minister immediately stood up to protest.
"Your Majesty Fadhil!"
"This matter should be considered carefully! We still don't understand the true intentions of Holy Egypt. If we accept it rashly, we may..."
Fadhil immediately raised his hand and interrupted him.
"Well, we don't have that much time to waste on this."
"Right now, the Arab world is facing internal and external troubles. With the help of this powerful ally, we will be able to restore our country's vitality as quickly as possible."
"Furthermore, Holy Egypt has friendly diplomatic relations with our country. Saladin praised His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh many times during his lifetime. I believe their goodwill is sincere."
"We can't let our allies down."
At this time, a general stood up again.
"But even so, we should set strict time limits and scope of activities to ensure that our sovereignty is not violated."
Fadhil frowned hard at this time.
"alright!"
"If His Majesty Saladin were to know my decision today, he would definitely support it!"
"Listen carefully, Holy Egypt, from today on, you will be our brother ally."
"Any suspicion of Holy Egypt will result in severe punishment from me!"
Seeing that everyone was still hesitant, Fadhil emphasized his tone.
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