These big shots are actually me - #117 - Chapter 117

Laura Lisi also looked at Mo Zuo suspiciously:

“Do you know what you’re talking about?”

Mozo nodded and said:

“Of course I know that I am asking you to go to the dangerous front line, but given your status, this shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“It is true that the elves will not take the initiative to attack me, but they will never stop attacking Nuremberg just because I am there. And if I know that there is a battlefield and still go there, I am afraid that I will be dead. The allies can’t hold the elves accountable for this.”

Laura Lisi didn’t know Mozo’s intention, so she could only keep saying some subtle and ambiguous words.

Mo Zuo looked at Laura Lisi seriously and said:

“As far as I know, the Iron Bank has been worrying about how to trade with the elves, right?”

“The elves are extremely xenophobic, but they are also a transcendent upper race. All their products, whether useful or useless, have a very high premium. I believe that such a premium will still be an unimaginable wealth even if sold in large quantities. .”

At this moment, both Laura Liz and the maid looked at Mo Zuo with slightly narrowed eyes:

“You mean you have a way for us to trade with elves?”

Mo Zuo smiled and said:

“No matter what, the elves have walked out of the Forest of the Holy Tree. Don’t you two think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? And I personally think that I still have some energy that can be manipulated!”

As he spoke, Mozo looked at the maid. He stared at the other party’s delicate face and slowly stopped his smile and said:

“Isn’t this one always by your side?”

The maid girl tilted her head and asked with a smile:

“Do you know who I am?”

Mo Zuo said truthfully:

“I don’t know, but I know that you will definitely be able to ensure the safety of Her Royal Highness the Saint. At the same time, you might also be able to help me, this poor and helpless little transcendent, by the way.”

After the two sides looked at each other like this for a while, the maid suddenly looked at Laura Lisi and said:

“what do you think?”

The Holy Maiden of the Iron Bank shifted her gaze back and forth between the two of them, and then she rubbed her eyebrows and said:

“This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

Such words made Mo Zuo raise the corner of his mouth slightly, but the next moment the other party exceeded Mo Zuo’s expectations:

“However, I will not go to Nuremberg. I will go directly to confront the elves face to face. I will follow my own method first, and then I will consider your proposal. What do you think? Dear Mr. Homeless Knight?”

The smile on Mozuo’s lips remained unchanged, but he felt like cursing in his heart.

“I, I agree with your idea.”

Letting the Iron Bank Saint enter is his best choice to attract people’s attention at the moment, and he can’t give up the Iron Bank. But if the other party wants to directly contact the elves.

As Lola Lisi, the elves were greeted by several high lords at least, and the high lords of the elves…

Mo Zuo didn’t dare to see him either. Because many high lords survived from the Sun King period.

The high elven lords who have been without war for many years have lived longer than the Sanks of the ancient dragons.

“However, I will not go with you. I hope you can arrange an airship to take me to Nuremberg first. Of course, I promise that I will try my best to facilitate the conversation between you and the elves in the dark. As for how to facilitate it, Please excuse my confidentiality.”

After saying this, Mozuo raised his hand and said seriously:

“By the kings of old and gone! Like the sun, like the storm!”

The names of these two people are indeed a strong guarantee of the oath. After all, Havis and the elves can go crazy for these two names. So Laura Lisi raised her hand with relief and said with a smile:

“I swear in the name of my goddess, if everything goes well, I will give you the benefits you deserve!”

Seeing that each other was so sincere, Laura Liz and Mo Zuo reached out to hold each other from the bottom of their hearts:

“Happy to work with!”

–

The center of the Forest of Sacred Trees, at the foot of the Twin Sacred Trees, is Rivendell where the glory of the Sun King is witnessed.

The elves stood quietly in front of the statue of the Sun King.

She looked at the king in front of her with nostalgia. This was just a statue of the king. Although she carved it with her own hands according to her memory, in theory it should be a perfect work of art exactly like the king.

However, stone statues are still stone statues after all, and dead objects cannot be compared with kings.

But nowadays, the elves only have such dead things that they can remember for a moment.

Behind La, a middle-aged man with his hands and torso trapped in a leather jacket like a straitjacket stood quietly.

At the same time, he also wore a half-face mask symbolizing silence. He is a great man, but in the forest of the sacred tree, in front of Ra, even if he is an angel and the high priest of the true god, he is indescribably afraid.

After a long time, Lacai turned back slightly and said:

“We have attacked the Merchant Alliance as promised. Now, it’s time for you to fulfill your promise.”

The middle-aged man, who symbolized silence and restraint, immediately bowed slightly towards La. Then he got out of his way.

And after he stepped aside, a stone slab was revealed.

At the same time, the opponent’s mechanical hoarse voice sounded around La:

“This is the middle part of my Lord’s prophecy about His Majesty!”

Such words made La’s mood finally rise and fall slightly.

After quickly suppressing his fluctuating heart, La slowly walked forward and squatted on the stone slab, gently raising his hand to interpret the prophecy on it.

The sun’s wrath pours from the sky, and the sinful land is purified.

The bud of hope begins to sprout, and when it bears fruit, the dignity of the past will be born.

Sun, the storm has arisen, the sea is cheering, but where is your brilliance hidden?

O Sun, your servants and retinue have gathered together, your throne has been wiped clean. But why haven’t you come back yet?

At this point, the prophecy revealing the return of the sun comes to an abrupt end.

169 Everyone has their own agenda (5k)

Looking at the sudden stop of the prophecy slate, La’s expression dimmed slightly for a moment and then returned to normal. However, she did not get up. She still squatted in front of the slate and quietly rubbed the cuneiform characters on it.

“You can leave first. Since you have always kept your promise, the elves will not break their oath. However, I still want to say one more thing. I know you and your gods must be planning something, but I hope you can understand yourself. positioning.”

After saying that, he turned back and glanced meaningfully at the high priest.

The man who kept himself restrained and silent did not make any reply, but bowed slightly and left.

Returning to the mansion that the elves had prepared for him, the high priest sat on the armchair that had grown naturally under the guidance of the elves all year round.

It was the perfect creation of trees and branches and flowers.

Such time-consuming and labor-intensive things can be seen almost everywhere where elves live.

The elves’ long lives and almost stubborn aesthetic cognition make them very willing to spend time and energy on beauty that is incomprehensible to humans.

However, the reward for doing so is countless natural arts that are so exquisite that they astound humans and other short-lived species.

After a long wait, the last angels on the prophet’s path were his subordinates.

Looking at the subordinates kneeling in front of him, there were only two people left, one of whom had lost a hand.

The prophetic angel tilted his head slightly:

“how so?”

The two subordinates were ashamed and said:

“People from the North, we were just resting on the road, but for some reason we were attacked by elite knights from the North! High Priest, I, we lost the secret treasure you asked us to transport. Please convict us!”

After saying that, they both lowered their heads and waited for the punishment from the high priest. These two unlucky guys still can’t figure out what happened.

They clearly followed the predetermined plan and attracted a group of Saragan’s slave-catching teams to go on their planned route, in order to hide around them in the hope of selling the notorious slave-catching team when needed. To attract attention.

But why is it like this, but the knights in the north go straight to them and ignore the slave-catching team that is theoretically even more hateful?

Could it be that their identity as cultists was exposed from the beginning? ? ?

No, in appearance, the brown skin of a Saragan is more conspicuous and arouses suspicion!

But no matter how they couldn’t figure it out, they were all sinners who had lost the secret treasure. So they can only plead guilty!

But the prophetic angel, as the high priest, raised his head slightly and sighed:

“I can’t blame you. Since our Lord was exiled by those shameful greats, the fate of us humble lambs has also become unpredictable. Our only protector can no longer protect us.”

“We, who have not been treated well by fate because we are peeking into the future, can only have an increasingly bleak future.”

Each major path has its own advantages and disadvantages. The prophet path was not treated well by fate because it peeked into the future. There was even an extremely vicious curse placed on them in the beginning – the prophets would eventually die from prophecy!

Therefore, the prophetic angel did not intend to blame his subordinates, and it was not easy for them to escape from the hands of Heweisi’s followers, and now only two of them were dead.

So not only did he not punish them harshly. Instead, he whispered:

“I saw your fate with a broken arm, but I also saw your fate with a healthy arm. So. Do you have a broken arm or a healthy one?”

Hearing this, the man with the broken arm immediately said in surprise:

“I am sound, High Priest!”

The next moment, the broken arm is reborn!

At this point, both of them were extremely happy and said to the high priest:

“We will definitely repay your kindness and we will always follow your footsteps!”

The high priest just shook his head slightly and said:

“You deserve this. Since our Lord is far away in the land of nothingness, then as His only angel, I should look after you lost lambs!”

The two were stunned for a moment, and then said piously:

“Praise be to you, my Lord!”

“Go down and rest. The elves will treat us kindly.”

After watching the two people leave, a golden text that only he could see appeared out of thin air in front of the high priest:

Being both fools and greedy ones, they finally made the goddess of luck cast interesting numbers, and you, me, and His fate were all reversed because of this.

Wait, look forward to it, will the sun rise as usual, or will the dark sun of the thief slowly emerge?

After watching for a long time, the prophetic angel dispersed this prophecy.

‘My Lord, I am looking forward to the appearance of the Shadow Sun. ’

–

On the other side, in the top garden of the White Castle, a large number of knights were kneeling in front of Gawain, and beside the knights was an ancient iron box with a strange and exquisite shape.

Gawain frowned and said:

“I need a reasonable explanation!”

Audrey said that she wanted to go out alone. Although Gawain agreed, he couldn’t really let her go out alone.

So he assigned a group of knights to follow him in the shadows.

But what Gawain didn’t expect was that even so, Audrey still disappeared!

The wolf family (future) actually disappeared on the land of the wolf family? !

The knight below immediately lowered his head and said:

“Lord Gawain, we followed Miss Hepburn as planned. Everything was fine at first, but our rangers found some strange traces. Because the wolves we brought were specially trained from the Holy See of Justice, we found and confirmed a group of cultists!”

“Based on the opponent’s position, they seemed to be waiting for Miss Hepburn’s arrival, so we went around and attacked them in advance.”

“But, we didn’t expect that this hidden cultist was just a bait to lure us away!”

“That caravan, that caravan recorded in Heather is actually not an ordinary merchant. They are an elite team with multiple extraordinary beings and a large number of veterans! They even prepared an airship for the reception early.”

“My lord, this is probably a premeditated kidnapping!”

Gawain’s brows furrowed even more, and he asked after walking back and forth for a long time:

“Are you sure that the caravan and the cultists are the same group?”