Malindi gradually fell into silence at night.

However, in a corner of the city near the coastal boat pier, the charm of the night really begins.

Most of the people who believe in Allah adhere to dogma.

But on the East African coast today, the large cities that emerged due to seaport trade have incorporated various cultural spirits and become particularly open.

There are travelers and merchants from far away here;

There are bandits who have gone out of business or are looking for "new business";

There were even refugees from the north who broke the law and escaped disaster.

No matter which type of people they are, they all have common attributes in their definition of life——

drift.

Merchants traveled around the country and traveled long distances, not because they wanted to make a fortune, but because they could not find a job to settle down and settle down, so they could only do this business.

Receive goods from one place and sell them to another place.

They bear the high risk of losses and being robbed during the journey, but in fact most of the profits are made by the "big landowners" in both places.

The merchants could only earn one coolie, and since they had no fixed place to live, their daily expenses were huge.

I have no habit of saving money, because even if I save a large amount of money, I may be targeted by bandits and become destitute in a robbery.

It's better to just eat and drink and enjoy life.

Not to mention the bandits, they just live one day at a time, licking blood at the tip of a knife.

The last kind of escapee.

In fact, it’s like the father of “Gaza”;

A former servant of the Yuan Lord, he originally wanted to go on the trade route, but lost all his goods and money, so he could only choose to live in Malindi.

Because the only way to go back is to die.

And because they are not locals, they are often bullied.

The gathering of these types of people has led to the prosperity of "special industries" in Malindi.

Night is the best protective color.

Demons and demons danced gracefully in the night.

There are taverns deep in the streets, semi-underground women's houses, and even agencies that issue employment tasks.

Gaza's home lies in this chaotic area.

But he has already integrated into the life of the local people and has forbidden himself from these unclean and depraved habits.

Therefore, people who are orderly in chaos often do not have such a satisfactory life.

But today.

His life has changed.

Two teams of palace guards with overwhelming momentum gathered around him to this "nightless neighborhood".

The drunkards, thieves and women soliciting customers around him all fled.

Some neighbors who were doing small business saw the leader "Gaza" and exclaimed——

"Gaza, what have you done?"

"Poor man, fate is so unfair to you."

Gaza did not respond and moved forward silently.

He no longer belongs to the same world as these people.

But someone with good intentions rushed up and said, "Gaza, no matter what you have committed, you must pay me back the money you owe me before you are executed."

The person who came was very ferocious and showed no fear of the guards.

Behind him, he also brought this group of followers, who were the tyrants in this neighborhood.

Gaza was suddenly stunned, feeling that he had lost face in front of these palace guards; and the fact that he owed the debt made him at a loss for a moment.

But at this moment, both teams of guards pulled out their daggers, and the leader yelled: "Get away, you dirty worms!"

The man was startled, as if he realized something was wrong, and put on a smile: "Sir, the money that Gaza still owes me should be returned!"

The captain of the guard laughed loudly, and suddenly put a short knife on the opponent's neck: "Ow money? How can Mr. Gaza owe you money?"

"Today the true God has come, Lord Gaza has become the servant of the true God's messenger, and has been given the responsibility of the Palace Counselor by the Lord of Malindi."

The words end here.

He looked stern and said coldly: "Kill them!"

A group of guards swarmed up and were about to swing their butcher knives.

But at this moment, Gaza stopped: "Stop!"

The captain of the guard turned back in confusion.

Gaza sighed: "He did lend me money for an emergency. He helped me. I should be grateful!"

"Can you lend me 1 gold and pay it back? I will pay it back to you when I have money."

Someone among the guards laughed and said: "Why should such people pay back their money? Everything in their hands is ill-gotten wealth!"

But Gaza still insisted, and even used the name of the true God: "The true God has come to the world, and we should worship and serve Him with a clean body!"

"My lords, please don't bear the blood debt because of me tonight."

Everyone looked straight.

They don't know what will the true God has coming. Only Gaza knows.

After hearing these words, they did not dare to act rashly again.

The captain of the guard took a deep breath, put down the blade, and his opponent wiped out a bag of coins and threw it at the man: "I don't think you can lend so much as 1 gold. The rest is interest."

"Are these coins enough to repay the debt?"

The man nodded hurriedly, not daring to open it for inspection, so the captain of the guard swept him aside: "Don't block the way!"

"Whoever stirs up trouble and blocks the way of the people of Gaza will be killed without mercy!"

The words fell.

The crowd moved out of the way and watched the group go deeper into the alley.

It wasn't until the figure moved away that there was an uproar——

“Gaza has become an aristocracy?”

"A waiter for the true messenger of God?"

"More palace advisor..."

"God, what kind of luck has Gaza got?"

When I returned home, I saw a dilapidated small sand-and-earth building. There were five families in the small building, and each family only had one house.

When Gaza returned, the neighbors in the small building were all looking at the door.

Seven or eight more men and women came out——

"Father!"

"grandfather!"

Gaza picked up the little girl who rushed over first and kissed her forehead affectionately.

His eyes swept over several sons, daughters-in-law and grandsons.

Without waiting for them to ask, he called by name: "Nono, Aziz, Katad, come in with me. I have important things to tell you!"

"The rest of the people are waiting outside."

Although Gaza does not provide a generous life for the family, it does have the dignity of the head of the family.

One person raised three sons and allowed them to marry. This is already a remarkable feat of kindness and nurturing.

My daughters-in-law and grandchildren didn't dare to say anything.

Only the eldest son "Nono" said: "Father, the adults outside..."

Gaza said: "They are the palace guards who sent me back and are responsible for protecting us. You don't have to worry."

Protect?

As soon as this word came out, the whole family was shocked.

In the afternoon, when their father was called away, they were still worried. If something went wrong while working for the palace, not only would they not be rewarded, but a disaster would also be imminent.

But who knew, the situation would be far beyond their imagination.

Gaza walked into the home first with her little granddaughter in her arms...
To be continued...