Chapter 405: Arabic Driver

Carrying their large loads filled with weapons, suits, and other equipment, Benjamin and Cipherella made their way through a narrow, open street. It wasn't particularly busy, but a few cars were passing by, and the occasional pedestrian walked along the sidewalks. The two of them moved carefully, mindful of their surroundings and the conspicuousness of their presence.

Cipherella glanced at Benjamin and asked, “So, master, where are we going now?”

“Al-Maliki,” Benjamin replied. “That’s where Darnell’s base is. We’ll stay in a hotel there for now.”

As they continued walking, they noticed that people were staring at them strangely. Benjamin realized that it was likely because of their attire. Cipherella’s fitted coat and tactical pants stood out among the local women, who were dressed in long, modest clothing, their heads covered with scarves. The men, too, were dressed in loose, long-sleeved shirts and trousers. Their foreign appearance, combined with their heavy bags, drew more attenti