The Endless Shuttle

"what did you say?"

"nothing."

"oh……"

Walking slowly and leisurely, soon, Luo Pei saw the small houses and a few tents made of simple canvas on the hillside in the distance.

It may look very shabby in his eyes, but for the Midianites, it is already considered a pretty good place to live.

After all, in this ancient era, people's living standards were generally only slightly better than that of primitive people.

Milia pointed there and said.

"Sir, that's Miria's home. Would you like to come in and drink some water to quench your thirst? Father is entertaining distinguished guests. If he knows that you have such an honorable guest, he will be very happy."

Luo Pei was about to refuse, but after thinking about it, he was not in a hurry, so why was 123 in such a hurry? He happily followed Miria towards her home.

After driving the sheep into the fence, Miria took Lopez to the main house.

From far away, the sound of lively conversation in the house can be heard.

The door was pushed open by Miria, and the conversation fell silent.

The elder wearing a cloth hat was about to scold Miria for being rude, but when he saw the noble young man behind his daughter, his words got stuck in his throat, and the other young men were also fidgeting. The noble temperament is really too stressful.

"Father, brothers, this is Lord Rope." Miria introduced, "It seems that he came to Midian on a journey, and I met him when I was shepherding sheep, so I invited him to come home to rest and drink some water. "

"You, hello..."

The honest old herdsman saluted in fear.

Luo Pei didn't pay attention to them. After the black-haired youth looked around for a while, he stopped at the man sitting on the guest seat.

It was a middle-aged man with a big beard but fair appearance. There was fatigue in his eyes, but there was a brilliance that couldn't be concealed.

More importantly, Lopez actually saw a stele-shaped utensil in his soul, with words on both sides, and the commandments were written in Hebrew from one to ten.

According to the setting of "Devil's High School", it is a genuine artifact (Sacred Gear).

This is really interesting. Now that the God of the Bible has not yet fallen, can he be regarded as the holder of an ancient artifact...

The middle-aged man greeted Luo Pei with decent etiquette, and he could see the Egyptian style from his gestures.

"Hello, noble one from nowhere, I am Moses of the Hebrews."

The greatest human prophet in the Bible, the writer of the first five books of the Bible, the leader who led the Hebrews, the founder of Judaism, the chosen one who parted the Red Sea——

"Prophet" Moses. .

Chapter Three The Evil Dragons of the World, the Evil Gods Who Teach the Prophets

Facing this great prophet, Luo Pei appeared very flat.

Although there is something interesting about the characters in the Bible story appearing in front of him, but no matter how you say it, in this world, it is nothing more than a mere artifact holder. Luo Pei's eyes are not on these lowly people, and the only things that can make him interested are the few existences in this world.

Even, it was just for interest.

"Moses of the Hebrews, adopted son of the queen of Egypt."

"Just like your star-like appearance, you are really knowledgeable."

Moses smiled wryly.

"However, I am not a part of Egypt at this moment. That country is oppressing the Hebrews, drowning male babies and keeping female babies, whipping and fighting my blood and bones at will... I couldn't see it and killed a violent The Egyptians broke the law, even I, as a member of the royal family, cannot be exonerated, so I can only flee to Midian."

"Moses, my friend, it's over."

Jethro, an old Midian herdsman and tribal priest, comforted him.

"Midian is your second home. Here you can live and rest in peace. The spears of Egyptian soldiers cannot reach here."

"Thank you for taking me in, Jethro."

After Luo Pei was seated, probably because of his noble temperament, Jethrote ordered Miria, who should not be able to attend the table, to serve behind Luo Pei, taking food and wine for him, for fear of neglecting this strange master .

"Master Luo Pei, maybe you are used to delicacies from mountains and seas. Please forgive me if Midian's food is a bit crude. I will order my son to kill a lamb for you right away..."

Jethro said with a smile.

In fact, the old herdsman did not expect any rewards from Rope, he was simply happy to have a distinguished guest.

After all, this ghostly place of Midian rarely sees outsiders all year round, and most of them are people from their own tribe, let alone noble people like Moses and Rope.

"No, I'll just have a little drink."

Rope waved his hand, stopping Jethro's son from going out.

He raised the rough clay bowl and drank it down with a smile.

At his level, foreign objects have become icing on the cake and are not worth paying attention to. He was able to drink the bowl of wine only because of Jethro's hospitality.

"Moses, the journey you fled from Egypt to Midian must have been very difficult, right?"

"It's okay, thanks to God's blessing."

Moses said very politely.

"If it's not offensive, can you please tell me where you are from?"

"It's pointless. I come from a place farther away than you think, and you won't understand if I tell you."

"Well, this world is so big, it's really rich and colorful, and I really want to see it with my own eyes in my lifetime..."

Neither the middle-aged prophet nor Jethro had any doubts.

From their point of view, it is reasonable for such a magical and handsome person to come from a country they don't know.

"Then why did you come to Midian?"

"Well?"

Rope squinted at Moses.

The future prophet is surprisingly talkative.

The black-haired young man put down the pottery bowl in his hand, and Miria quickly added the wine.

"I'm chasing the traces of the dragon. Of course, it doesn't mean there is any purpose, it's just for fun and fun~々."