At that moment, from the desert outside Juba, there was a sound of bells that Doto was very familiar with.

He put away the despair in his eyes, wiped away his tears, and turned to look at the sand dunes outside Juba in the afterglow of the setting sun.

I saw a team of camels, climbing up the sand dunes from the faintly twisted air, heading this way.

When he got closer, he saw the man on the camel clearly, and Doto's eyes flashed slightly.

Judging from the color of the skin of Kongtai and the others, he knew that Kongtai's team of people must not be from Alabastan.

He looked up, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes at the pale blue pupils above him, he had never seen such beautiful eyes, and the nebula-like pupils that glowed with cold light in the setting sun seemed to Doto so charming.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and kept staring at the people, which was not very polite behavior!

His gaze moved down slightly, and he said to the leader of the camel caravan, "A few guests, they must not be from Alabastan

!" "Hmm!"

Kuta nodded in acknowledgement.

"At this time, I still come to Alabastan, I don't think you must know about Alabastan

!" "Know!"

"Know?"

Doto looked at Kuta, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

"Yes.

Sota looked down at Doto with a hint of thought in his eyes.

The old man gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Hmm!" his

eyes flashed as he looked at the old man's trademark thick white beard, and he remembered.

This old man seems to be Kosha's father "Doto" in the hands of the rebels.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, and his eyes flashed red.

"Sure enough, this is Kosha's lair, and he hasn't moved to 'Carter Caia' yet.

Feeling the countless young and chaotic aura in the town, the red light in Kuta's eyes disappeared, and he looked down at Doto and smiled, "We just came from Eruma. "

Eruma

?" Doto was stunned for a moment, then looked at Sota and asked loudly

, "Is Eruma really dry?" "The news is so fast?"

Sota stared at Doto, "Uncle, how did you know the news so quickly! We just came from Eruma!"

Doto waved his hand, stared at Kuta, and asked again, "Is Eruma really dry?"

"Hmm!"

Without making Doto wait long, Kuta nodded directly and said: "Where the canal is indeed destroyed, if there is no accident, it won't be long before it becomes an empty city! After all, there is no water in the desert, I think even if it is a god, there is no way!"

"God?".

Doto shook his head, looked up at the setting sun in the distance, and said, "Old man, I don't believe in any gods! I believe in our king, and I believe in Alabastan, that it will rain." "

Well!"

Kuta nodded, jumped off his camel, and came to Doto, and said, "Uncle, I don't believe in God either, although I have not met the king of your country, but I also believe in him, and believe that he is not as bad as the rebels say.

"How can he be trusted by so many people, especially the elderly, to be a bad person?"

"And I believe, believe in this country, it will not be long before it will rain."

As he spoke, he stared into Doto's eyes, and his eyes must have said again, "Definitely!" Doto

raised his head and looked into Kuta's eyes, slightly startled.

He doesn't know who Sota is, but... He could feel the kindness to him and to the country from Kuta's body.

"Thank you!"

Doto bent down and thanked Sota.

In more than a year, Kuta was the first outlander he had seen who so firmly believed in their country and in the king of Alabastan.

Travelers who used to pass by here didn't really care about the country at all, they just came to Alabastan to play, and they heard rumors that most of them actually believed in the fact that the king of this country deprived the country of rain with dancing powder.

"Okay, uncle, you see that the sky is getting dark, so take us to the town to find a place to stay

!" Kuta stretched out his hand to help Doto, looked at him and smiled: "Actually, I just think that this country will get better based on my feelings, and to really save this country, it is up to you to

do it yourself!" "Well! I know.

Doto looked at Kuta, and a smile appeared on his old face, he straightened up and said to Kuta, "Guest, although Yuba is also going through pain, there are still many houses for guests to live in.

So saying, he turned and walked towards the town, "Come along, and I'll take you to a place to stay."

"Kuta!"

Guina took her eyelashes, walked over to Kuta, looked at the potholed ground, and said, "This may also be the end of the road." "

Hmm!" Kuta

nodded, but without further ado, he led the camel and walked towards Doto first.

"Let's go!"

...

Juba, a hotel in the center of town.

Kuta and the others are resting here tonight.

In fact, the whole of Yuba can be said to be basically empty, except for the rebel army, the civilians here have long since moved to other oases.

Therefore, there are many vacant houses here, so that they can live with peace of mind.

Doto brought Kuta and his gang here, left some water and food, and left.

At this time, Juba had not run out of oil and dried up like it had two years later, so there was still some water and food.

After the meal, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and did not go out to hang out and play like Eruma.

For before he reached Juba, the firebird told the people about the place.

Although everyone was not afraid of any rebel army, they still had the attitude that more things were better than less, and they did not go out to play.

And at this time, Juba was already empty, and they just wanted to play, but there was no place to play, didn't they?

In the second half of the night, on the roof of the hotel, a slender figure appeared silently in the moonlight.

Kuta sat on the eaves in the middle of the roof, leaning backwards and leaning his back against the upturned eaves on either side of the roof.

When he appeared here, he simply wanted to enjoy the starry sky in the desert, and he didn't want to meet anyone in the past.

He wasn't interested in Kosha.

That guy was just an overly idealistic, impulsive stupid teenager.

In front of his eyes, in fact, there are only those that he sees, and where he can't see, in fact, everything in Alabastan is just a conspiracy.

Knowing that the canals in Eruma were man-made, instead of looking for the saboteurs, he would start a rebellion, he never thought that even if he really succeeded in the rebellion, he really captured the dancing fans, and really made it rain in Alabastan.

That...... It

is true that as long as it rains, the rebellion in Alabastan can be stopped, but as long as the dancing powder is used, it is likely to attract an even more terrible existence, that is, the world government.

The World Government has long been unhappy with the Neferutari in Alabastan!

Do you think the World Government really doesn't know that the Baroque Studio is Klockdahl's.

You think the world government really doesn't know about Klockdahl's conspiracy.

Don't be naïve.

Even the pirate Klockdahl can know the news.

Can the World Government not know the information guarded by the Neferutari clan, who were originally members of the World Government?

Although there may not be many people who know, the Five Old Stars, as well as the real ruling World Government, Imu, believe it, must know.

The world government has not been using Alabastan as a knife, probably just waiting for an excuse, an opportunity.

Maybe Klockdahl can know what the Nephilutari clan is guarding, and it may be the news that the World Government gave Klockdahl.

Otherwise, how could a pirate know such a major news.

"

This old man is really persistent——!

——!——!

"This old man is really persistent!"

Kongtai raised the wine gourd and looked at the moon in the sky, the red light in his eyes dissipated.

Like Eruma, he didn't plan to help Doto, and in a few days, the country would be back to its original state.

There is no hurry.

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