Paine's game

Maghreb didn't notice anything unusual. He was preoccupied with how to solve Paine's accident.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have no interest in the magic lamp."

Paine waved his hand.

"But I don't believe you. The fact that you have come to this place at this time means that your purpose is not pure. I can't think of anything else worthy of your coming all the way from the east."

Maghreb said sadly.

"Believe it or not, but if you want to kill me here, forget it. You must know that you are not the only one in the world who knows about the magic lamp treasure."

At this point, Paine could only bite the bullet and continue to make up. He didn't know how powerful the evil magician in front of him was, but he didn't think that he, who had just lit up the star and had not yet mastered his own abilities, could do it.

Competitive.

"What do you want?"

"Cooperate with me. You get the magic lamp, and I get the ring and other wealth."

Paine pointed to the ring on Maghreb's hand. In his previous life, Blue Star, Paine had read the story of Aladdin and knew that the villain magician had a magic ring with a ring spirit.

Maghreb stopped and raised the corners of his mouth with a mocking expression.

"I probably know who the person behind you is? Do you think I can't handle an unlearned bastard like Aladdin? Even if he is a descendant of a prophet, if he lacks education, even a descendant of a god will

I am short-sighted. How can they, the orphans and the widowed, see my ulterior motives? I can deceive their trust with a little trick."

What the hell is a prophet? Paine was a little confused.

"So your existence is of no use to me, so why should I give you the Ringwraith that I finally got?" Maghreb smiled, "You'd better fall for me."

"What?" Pain suddenly thought in his mind. As soon as he had the idea of ​​​​running away, his limbs felt limp and weak, and his consciousness became a little blurry.

"Let me save your life first. Humph, I even know about the Ringwraiths! I can't tell you that you are my eldest brother's son. He really refuses to give up!"

The voice became lower and lower, and Pan felt a wave of sleepiness rushing to his forehead, and he fell asleep directly.

When Paine woke up again, he found himself lying on a strange bed.

"Damn it!"

Paine suddenly remembered that he had been tricked by Maghreb before.

"How could he let me go? Does he really regard me as his eldest brother?"

Paine frowned, and then he remembered that in the original story of Aladdin's Magic Lamp in Blue Star in his previous life, after Aladdin killed the evil Maghreb, an evil Maghreb's brother appeared to avenge him.

It seems that Maghreb regarded Pan as his brother's subordinate, thinking that his brother sent his subordinates to snatch the magic lamp from him, so he spared his life temporarily because he didn't want to kill him.

Sunlight shone in from the window, adjusting Paine's thoughts, and he realized that something was wrong - yesterday they had made an appointment with Aladdin and his son to be guests the next day, and now the Maghreb might have taken the first step.

Bluff took Aladdin away to find the magic lamp!

Paine quickly opened the door and rushed out, but he bumped into someone and knocked him out.

"Guest!" It turned out to be a man dressed as a waiter. He exclaimed, "Is your strange illness cured?"

"Strange disease?" Paine asked strangely.

"Don't you remember?" the waiter said, "your friend brought you to the inn in the early hours of the morning when you were sleeping. He said that you suffered from a strange disease and had to sleep for a long time. He said that you would not wake up until tonight.

"

"Oh, maybe my brother made a miscalculation."

Pan En's mind changed and he realized that the awakening of his star life had increased his resistance to spells, so he woke up early.

Paine continued to ask: "Where is my friend?"

"He opened another room and left early this morning. He said he was taking his nephew to the morning market to see the world." The waiter said, "Are you going to find him now?"

Paine secretly thought that it was not good, he went out early in the morning, but now I am afraid it is too late!

"Oh, guest! Your room payment hasn't been paid yet!"

"I will still live here! Charge it to my friend's account first! All the money belongs to him!"

Paine got rid of the waiter's entanglement and ran out quickly.

Fortunately, the place where this inn is located is not unfamiliar to Paine. Yesterday, Aladdin was walking here when he took him into the city. Paine even took a look at this inn from afar.

Based on his remaining memories, he asked a few passers-by, and with a hint of luck that "Aladdin might still be at home", Paine finally found Aladdin's home.

"Even if Aladdin is taken away, I can at least ask his mother if she knows anything about the situation."

With this mentality, Paine was about to knock on the door, but he hesitated when he remembered the strange situation last night.

At this moment, suddenly the voice of Aladdin came from the door.

"Hey, mom, you are so good, you managed to get rid of this guy so easily."

Then there was the sound of sharp weapons hitting human bones.

"It's a pity that this guy doesn't have a few ounces of meat at all. I'm afraid he won't be able to eat it for a few days, and it doesn't look delicious."

Aladdin's voice became lower again.

"My son, don't be so greedy."

Aladdin's mother said, "You have the blood of the prophet flowing in your body, and you were born noble. It's a pity that your father died too early and did not leave you a legacy. This man is a magician. Although he has little flesh on his body, he can help you."

Inspire your blood."

"Mom, I have heard these words a hundred times! When my father was alive, he could only work as a tailor. After awakening the prophet blood, he could only read and read without a teacher. There are always some strange things that appear every year.

It’s so annoying to have guys come to your door to recognize your relatives!”

"Boom!" There was another sound of a sharp weapon hitting the bones.

A chill ran from Paine's heart to his forehead - it was not difficult to deduce from the conversation between Aladdin and his son that Maghreb, whom Paine regarded as the big boss of this adventure world, died in such an ignominious manner.

The orphans and widows he looked down upon were being brutally cut into pieces! And it sounded like this was not the first time Aladdin and his son had done something like this. More than one person had died tragically at the hands of these orphans and widows. Into Aladdin

In his belly. Even the other players in this mission may have fed Aladdin.

"But why isn't the mission over yet? Isn't the evil magician dead? Who can hurt Aladdin and his son if they are so fierce?"