These big shots are actually me - #135 - Chapter 135
“Mozo? I remember he was the Duke of the North of the Lorraans. Isn’t he dead? Is he pretending to be a faceless man? No, he faked his death?!”
“I don’t know, but since he activated and deactivated His Majesty’s private soldiers, and now he has done this to us, there is no need to think too much. Go down and see him!”
This instantly won the approval of the other two high lords.
“Son, take your boat down, we want to see this little immortal wolf.”
The captain immediately took the order and retreated.
Soon, the airship where the high lord and Laura Liss were landed in front of Mozo smoothly.
The three high lords walked down first, followed by the teasing Laura Liz and the maid.
Regarding the latter, Mo Zuoquan pretended not to have seen it. When the people from the Iron Bank were not doing business, they could just pretend not to have seen it.
The three high lords stood in front of Mozo. Although they were roughly the same height, the elves’ arrogance and the high lords’ distinguished status gave people the illusion that the other party was looking down on everything.
But as the three high lords looked at it, they felt that something was not quite right.
They couldn’t tell what was wrong specifically. They just said that unconsciously, they slowed down the arrogance and scrutiny in their hearts.
After looking Mozo up and down for a few times, the leading high lord said to Mozo:
“Hello, Duke of the North of Lorraine. Or should I call you Mr. Faceless Man? After all, as far as I know, you should be dead.”
The other party’s tone was very spirited. It was a nakedly arrogant yet elegant tone. This is a magical skill that Mozo has been unable to imitate many times after leaving the elves.
And Mo Zuo also roughly understood from the other party’s tone that they had guessed that the Young Wolf Master had faked his death. But I probably didn’t guess that the old wolf master was the young wolf master.
Otherwise, with the temper of elves facing humans, they would definitely say to him more proudly and curiously:
‘Hello, Lord Protector of Luolan, your performance of playing the role of a family is really wonderful! But can I ask you why you stage such a bizarre drama? ’
What a pity, Esman (the name of the leading high lord), you only guessed the second layer of my matryoshka doll!
After roughly understanding the other party’s control over him, Mo Zuo also smiled sincerely and said:
“You are the elder, you can do whatever you want.”
High Lord Esman, an elf who has lived from the age of the gods to the present, is indeed considered an elder. He has even lived longer than many gods.
After all, the gods from the Age of Gods to the present have really enjoyed torturing themselves to death…
And those who are less noisy, such as Eisman, are high-sequence immortals. Basically, they have lived very peacefully until now.
Eisman shook his head in a funny way, then looked at Mozo with a perplexed expression and said:
“Okay, little wolf of the north. I need you to explain what the hell is going on?!”
As he spoke, Eisman turned slightly and glanced at the golden ocean that was still separated behind him.
Regarding this matter, Mo Zuo also smiled and said:
“I don’t understand what you are talking about. Shouldn’t I ask the twin sacred trees standing on the earth?”
The smile on Esman’s face completely disappeared. He walked forward and looked directly at Mozo in front of him and said:
“Don’t play your tricks, you cunning wolf. You know what I’m asking.”
The Twin Sacred Trees had never been like this before, and the elves believed that this was definitely what the wolf cub in front of them had done.
So Eisman quickly made his point clear.
Seeing that the other party was still the same as before, a trace of emotion flashed in Mo Zuo’s eyes, then he leaned forward and whispered in the other party’s displeased expression:
“We are the audience, we are the witnesses.”
After these words made Eisman’s expression change, he also whispered:
“Are you from Wuxiang Courtyard?!”
“Yes, with respect to Mr. Esman, I represent the courtyard to fulfill an agreement made back then!”
Mozo knew that the Daedalus Master did not have a second imitation crown. Therefore, when Her Majesty the Queen helped to cover up the Green Angel disaster, it was easy for the concerned elves to see the problem.
But that doesn’t matter.
Witnessing countless secret formless courtyards can explain all this!
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But what Mozuodu didn’t expect was that the excuse he prepared for himself had a new explanation after it fell into Eisman’s ears.
Esman is an elf from the same period as La and even the sun, and he is also a member of the high lords. He naturally knew the prophecy sent by Sanchez and the preparations for the return of the sun.
So when the people from the Wuxiang Courtyard appeared and said these words, Eisman had many more thoughts in his mind.
However, he still asked:
“How do I confirm your identity?”
This is inevitable, no one will believe others based on a word. So Mozo had already prepared the corresponding proof – the purple streamer mask.
The Wuxiang Courtyard was established by Mo Zuo. Mo Zuo naturally had a way to get each mask into his own hands, and he could even directly choose the nine paths in the Wuxiang Courtyard to have sex for free.
But the reasons don’t need to be elaborated too much. The currently known paths are either relying on one’s own enemies, relying on the goddesses, or even simply their paths. Mozo really doesn’t dare to go there.
So we have to take a new approach.
Seeing the purple mask the other party took out, Eisman completely believed Mozo’s words. He had seen the purple mask in the Wuxiang Courtyard several times, and there was no doubt that it was genuine. Moreover, the masks in the Phaseless Courtyard can only be held by the mask owners themselves.
No one else can do this. Even the Green Angel himself was stripped of the green mask after betraying the courtyard. Otherwise, Kurt, the unlucky or lucky guy, wouldn’t have taken the green mask at the beginning.
, after thinking for a moment, he turned to ask:
“So His Majesty asked you to come here? His Majesty reached an agreement with you?”
Mo Zuo smiled and said:
“It is true that the Sun King reached an agreement with us, so we came here.”
Had it not been for the agreement with the Sun King, the doubts in the Green Angel Disaster would have been unexplainable.
And such an answer made Eisman feel more and more that there should be no problem with his idea. The prophets sent the tablet of the return of the sun, and all the elves were working hard to complete the prophecy.
But at this juncture, the ginseng from Wuxiang Garden came in again. And they came after reaching an agreement with His Majesty.
This does not seem to require too much elaboration. Wuxiang Courtyard should have agreed to help His Majesty return. Even if not, it should be related to it, otherwise he would not come here at this time.
As for whether the Wuxiang Courtyard was defrauding him, Eisman felt that it was not the case, because the Wuxiang Courtyard is a gathering of the audience, and the audience does not deceive the actors. This has been a consensus since ancient times. Unless they completely don’t want to hang out, otherwise, Wuxiang Courtyard will not deceive him. Xiangyuan, an organization that is naturally disgusting by its nature, cannot survive to this day.
Even if all of them became angels, it would still be impossible. Because what they did was to risk the disdain of the world.
In a sense, the Wuxiang Courtyard and the Iron Treasury are actually quite similar.
Although they all have reasons for their existence, they also must adhere to certain bottom lines.
Otherwise, whether it is the Iron Treasury under the protection of the gods or the extremely mysterious Wuxiang Courtyard, they will become history and the past in the blink of an eye, but there may also be new existences to replace their functions.
After all, the iron bank that guarantees wealth and the phaseless courtyard that guarantees privacy both have a necessity to exist.
At least they have made the world accept their necessity through their own years of hard work.
As long as they don’t do certain things that they can’t do, everyone is happy to accept their existence because it is beneficial to themselves or to the future.
And then there are those annoying eyes hidden in Rivendell.
So in order to avoid surprises and confirm, Eisman asked instead:
“The annoying eyes are hiding at the foot of the sacred tree at the moment. Will this hinder your actions?”
Naturally, a group of cultists with obvious evil intentions cannot be compared with Wuxiang Courtyard, which has proven its reliability through many years of actions, so Eisman told them of their existence directly to prevent the purple mask of Wuxiang Courtyard from being exposed due to lack of intelligence. Something went wrong.
After all, they were mostly here to assist His Majesty in his recovery. If something goes wrong with them, I’m afraid there will also be problems on His Majesty’s side.
This is what Eisman doesn’t want to see.
La is very good, and the high lords like them also recognize it. But the elves still hope that the sun will return.
Because Ra cannot replace the sun.
The elves have been without the sun for too long.
The holy tree does protect the elves and the land of the elves, but without the sun, the elves would still live like a pool of stagnant water.
Thanks to Esman, it was precisely because of his words that Mozo immediately reacted.
Are those annoying eyes in Rivendell?
Are those prophets hiding in the Forest of Holy Trees? And judging from Esman’s words, are these guys discussing with the elves how to resurrect the Sun King? Naturally, a group of cultists would not get up early without any benefit. And the thing that can lead to the resurrection of the king is coupled with the ability of the prophet.
I understand, this group of people want to use the elves to prepare for the return ceremony of the Sun King, and then turn the Sun King’s resurrection ceremony into that guy’s return ceremony!
No wonder Chun Tianli would give such a divination. The feelings are hidden inside by you guys to plot against me!
But you guys must have never imagined that I’m actually not dead.
After roughly guessing the whole story, Mo Zuo felt deeply that he was already stable, but he still had to be careful when these guys plotted against him.
Before the prophet’s Sequence Zero lost the battle of the four gods and was exiled. No matter how big or small these guys are, they all love to stir up the wind and rain, because this can speed up the ‘digestion’ of the potion. And thanks to their powerful abilities, they can succeed almost every time. If it weren’t for this, the extraordinary beings in the prophet path wouldn’t have been beaten up after the Lord God was exiled. After all, their abilities are actually very practical.
These people are really causing trouble. So much so that many forces would rather turn them into useless sealed objects than send them to hell. Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that the prophet’s only patron was exiled. Otherwise, they would not be so easily suppressed and shameful if they had mastered the ability of prophecy.
Having lost his protector, he is not being treated kindly by fate. Naturally, it is the life of a street rat.
But that’s why these people will definitely go crazy to welcome back the protector!
Fortunately, I still have the vest of the Wuxiang Courtyard. With this vest, I should be able to sneak into the Holy Tree Forest easily and get help from the elves.
In this case, I can at least take a lot of initiative.
By the way, I don’t know how La is doing now.
The dream opera during the Sun King period is already a very distant memory for Mozo. If it were not for the help of the Unnamed Book, Mozo felt that he would not be able to recall many related memories.
But even so, Ra and the Twin Sacred Trees still occupy a considerable share in Mozo’s memory.
Needless to say about the Twin Holy Trees, without the Twin Holy Trees, the Sun King would not be able to exist. Just relying on Mo Zuo’s own words, it was absolutely impossible for him to move around in the early days of the Age of Gods to which the Sun King belonged.
As for La, Mozo’s biggest memory of La was not only the beautiful singing voice and the soft knee pillow, but the most important thing was that without La supporting him from behind, the Sun King would not be an easy job.
There are many things that the king needs to do.
The Sun King is also different from the rest of the ‘characters’. The gods of the Sun King are the Twin Holy Trees, and the Twin Holy Trees are not gods in the conventional sense. They basically don’t care…
And it was impossible for Mozo to spend all his time dealing with government affairs. Life during the day was hard enough, and having to do official documents at night was too torturous.
Dream opera is a way for Mozo to relax and reward himself, not a punishment to torture his spirit.
Therefore, the existence of Ra is very necessary!
An administrative genius who can properly execute no matter what whimsical decrees he has is a great gift from God!
Of course, the most important thing is to work hard and work hard!
Obviously in other dream operas, even the goddesses or queens would complain to me, so that I had to spare precious dreaming time to play government affairs games or couple games with them.
But La is different. As the Sun King, Mozo can have all the troubles he wants because La will help clean up everything.
Ever since La, Mozo has never encountered a secretary as useful as La in the dream opera.
By the way, if it was pulled, would you guess that there is something wrong with my identity?
Mozo remembered that he often spoke ill of Wuxiang Courtyard in front of La, because he wanted to completely distinguish the Sun King from Wuxiang Courtyard.
And the persona he set for himself was that of the king who hated the Xiangless Courtyard. At least that’s the case in La Na.
In this case, maybe La will think of something?
But it shouldn’t be a big problem. No one said you can’t cooperate with others if you hate them. The world of adults is dirty!
After feeling that there was no big problem, Mozzo said to Eisman:
“So that’s it. If that’s the case, I hope you can help cover up my identity, at least so that those nasty eyes can’t see me.”
It is impossible for a powerful prophet to cover everything, otherwise they would not be able to lose the battle of the Four Gods.
Eisman immediately said:
“Please rest assured that no one else will know your identity.”
After receiving Eisman’s affirmation, Mozo looked at the slave workers behind him and asked:
“So these slaves, what is your decision?”
Esman then looked at the slave workers who had calmed down and said: