Chapter 849 Farewell to Troen for now
Same day
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Chavin Empire, south gate of the royal capital Troen
One branch The luxurious team is quietly staying in front of the door, headed by two Sha Jinlong carriages. This function is similar to a carriage. Its speed, comfort, and safety are far superior to ordinary carriages. It is an excellent means of transportation throughout the empire. There are only less than thirty of them. In addition to the high cost, more importantly, high-level sub-dragons like Sand Golden Dragon are very rare in number and have extremely irritable personalities. They are very difficult and expensive to tame.
In addition to the royal family that owns half of the dragon carriages, there are only a handful of families in the empire that can own such tall and high-end vehicles. Except for Kangda Bohe and Withem Bohe, royal relatives with good roots. Apart from national relatives, only big figures such as Grand Duke Garros, Grand Duke Fossae, Ossis, Marshal Galahad, Marquis Diggory, and Marquis Miranda can own their own Sand King Dragon car. Even There were no popular people around Emperor William like Moody Burke.
In other words, it is theoretically impossible for the Sin Lord, who was promoted to a hereditary earl not long ago, to acquire such a good thing.
But theory is one thing, and reality may not develop in the direction predicted by theory.
For example, right now, the dragon car that is located slightly behind and is dark gold with black lines, as well as the sub-dragon with black scales and blood-red eyes, are already in the car door and guard. The tool was branded with the coat of arms of the Lord of Sin.
“If I remember correctly, you should be the first nobleman in the empire to obtain this thing as an earl in hundreds of years.”
Next to the dragon carriage branded with the lord's coat of arms, Marquis Diggory, who was gently stroking the sub-dragon, smiled and winked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a mask and a black slim-fitting dress: "You should be proud of yourself, Mo."
"I'm sorry to obey, Your Majesty the Marquis."
The Duke of Sin shook his head stiffly and gave a respectful but almost indifferent expression. A half-hearted answer: "Although I am willing to accept Traciu and this car according to His Highness Arthur's will, this is definitely not something to be proud of, so..."
"Mo."
The elegant Lord Marquis shook his head slightly, interrupted the Duke of Sin's speech, and said softly: "Please don't mistake the reason why I hope you are proud of it."
The young man was slightly stunned, and the too pure eyes behind the mask showed a trace of confusion: "Your Majesty the Marquis?"
"Getting a Sand King Dragon car as a count is naturally a big deal, but this is not me "What I want to say."
Marquis Diggory patted the Lord of Sin on the shoulder, and his voice suddenly became low and solemn: "What you need to be proud of is that His Highness Arthur wrote that. Your Majesty's trust in you when making his will He forgave the sinner who dared to confront him that day without any grudges, and he did not hesitate to break the 'rules' and obey His Highness Arthur's will to give you His Highness's dragon chariot, and even let you represent the empire with Grand Duke Fossey. of that meeting Trust."
"Is that so?"
Mo did not think for too long, and quickly nodded with relief and saluted Diggory: "You have learned the lesson, Marquis. Your Excellency.”
"It would be better if you don't mind my nagging."
Marquis Digory laughed, but deep in his eyes there was a hint of anger that was no longer concealed: "The deceased is gone, What you, I, and even His Majesty are doing is to make the precious things that have passed away become more valuable, so please don’t be carried away by negative emotions.”
“Keep it in mind.”
"That's good. Your situation has been very strange these past two days. Garros and I are very worried about you, boy."
"I'm very sorry."
"No, this is the privilege of young people."
Digory shrugged, covering up the cold fire in the depths of his eyes again, and smiled at Mo: "We are about to face a short separation. It is the duty of the elderly to give their young companions sufficient time to say goodbye."
After that, the Marquis, who looked far from an elderly man, turned to face the old man. The dark elf girl standing not far away and paying attention blinked.
"Your Majesty the Marquis is still very young."
Wearing a simple black dress with unexpectedly a lot of fabric, the girl with a cool temperament saluted Digory and said Then he added: "Although you didn't leave us much time alone, and you also said a lot of things that would make the atmosphere worse."
"Hey, you guys talk, you guys talk."
It was then that His Excellency the Marquis, who realized that there was not much time left before the team set off, coughed twice, and then left a message to Mo, 'Remember to give it to me and Cedric After writing the letter, he ran away.
Soon, the area around the Shajinlong chariot that used to belong to Arthur Bohe became empty, whether it was the Grand Duke and Private Army of Forsyte who occupied the majority, or the smaller number of people around. However, the more elite Tsar's Shield Guards all deliberately kept a polite distance from the Lord Sin and his wife, who were about to be separated for a long time. To be more precise, it should be his female companion.
Of course, although she is a female companion, Ms. Silent Prayer has long been the only candidate for the 'Lady of Sin' in the eyes of insiders. After all, Cedric, who is famous among young people, There is an active friend of the Sin Lord outside, and the relationship between the two can be seen by anyone who is not a fool.
So although this fact makes countless young and beautiful ladies, not young but very beautiful ladies, not beautiful but very young ladies, neither young nor beautiful ladies sad, but after learning that two After many years of supporting each other, the two of them have admitted defeat and are convinced. They have not spread some negative rumors or systematically tried to make Lord Sin, Hongxing, cheat.
In this process, Marquis Miranda, who was very fond of Silent Prayer, played a decisive role.
"It reduces some unnecessary troubles."
Ji Xiaodao seemed to be holding Mo's arm affectionately, but his voice was seriously inconsistent with his expression and movements: "But The trouble that comes with it is that Miranda has been asking me recently when I will hold a wedding with you."
Mo looked at the other party with the same gentle eyes, but his voice that was deliberately lowered was even weaker than the latter. Temperature: "You can tell her that I hope it will be after the huge war in the future."
"I have already told her."
The girl looked away with a red face, but her tone was still cold: "It seems that you are very confident."
"For example?"
"For example, after the war is over, You can take off the disguise and there is no need to continue your disgustingly superb acting skills.”
“It’s possible.”
Although I have no interest in answering, I have to say it on this occasion. Mo Tan's tone was full of impatience.
But Ji Xiaodao tilted his head slightly: "Maybe? What do you mean?"
"If necessary, I will continue to play the role of Sin Lord."
Mo He gently held the girl's waist and smiled: "Although this is unlikely."
It seems sincere, but in fact there is no warmth at all and it can even make one's heart chill. .
"In that case."
The girl frowned in her heart and bit her teeth: "Why did you still let me say those words to Miranda?"
"To avoid unnecessary suspicion."
Mo couldn't think about it. He gave an answer and said calmly: "You don't know my enemies."
Chaotic memories flashed through his mind, and he remembered what 'Mo' had just seen not long ago, the place in the Golden City. Although there is no definite certainty about the owner of the [Greedy] Tavern, based on the information provided by Osiris and Li Fu, there is at least a 90% chance that that person is the agent of Tianzhu Mountain.
Everywhere, pervasive.
As the biggest threat to Mo at this stage, no one knows better than him how terrifying Tianzhu Mountain, which is seemingly indifferent to the world, is. Heifan can't do it, Tan Mo can't do it, and Mo Mo can't do it. Although they can rely on their innate ability to The ingenuity of the new generation has caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg and used this as a premise to think, speculate and even plan. However, the narrow vision, weak strength and low structure have already destined that this behavior will not achieve any results.
With the improvement of strength and the increase of trump cards, the threat posed by Tianzhu Mountain has not been reduced at all, but has even become heavier, especially between Osiris and Li Fo. After receiving a large amount of information from the agent, Mo became more aware of how dangerous his situation was at this moment.
That is a far more outrageous challenge than walking a tightrope on a cliff.
With just one wrong step, destruction beyond description will come.
As long as you take one wrong step, those countless eyes hidden behind the fog will stare at you.
Just one wrong step, and everything about you and yourself will be wiped out. If it was just this level, it would actually be okay.
Mo slightly raised the corners of his mouth, sneering at his own naivety and stupidity.
To think so much about such a boring thing is really laughable.
Tianzhu Mountain is just the first obstacle in front of him. Although the existence of this obstacle is a bit too high at this moment, in the final analysis it is just a slightly harder stumbling block.
It is true that even Farah in the past and Li Fo now are just so-called 'non-staff agents', 'outsiders' who cannot even glimpse the whole picture of Tianzhu Mountain. Those real agents and even high-level observers are still there. Looking down from the blinding fog, obstacles are obstacles after all, and no matter how insurmountable they are, they cannot change the fate of the stumbling block.
Even, he is not qualified to be regarded as an ‘enemy’ by himself.
Maintaining this idea that is almost crazy when analyzed from an objective perspective, Mo shifted his thoughts to his real enemy, which is
"I thought you would say ,'us' The enemy."
The girl with a bright smile raised her snow-white neck slightly, with a cold chill flowing in her ruby-like eyes: "Not my enemy."
What a disgusting sight.
Mo gently patted the back of the girl's cold hand, leaned forward and whispered in the latter's ear: "You are not qualified, whether in the past, present or future."
"Yes. No one told you."
Ji Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, gently held Mo's neck, leaned into his arms and said softly: "You are really a middle-class person. "Tired of it?"
Because this question was meaningless, Mo Ziran had no obligation to answer honestly, so he just moved his position slightly and stared in front of him at an angle that looked like he was kissing. The pretty face with almost no distance between herself whispered: "Maybe I have been too tolerant to you."
"What, are you going to take practical actions to change your mistakes now?"
"For example, kill you?"
"In that case, I suggest you find another time to do it, preferably Then make a more thorough plan, such as letting Gawen pretend to be a If you want to kill me, there will be a lot of trouble that you can't handle with your online frequency."
"My patience is limited."
"Is that so? There is still a long way to go before reaching your bottom line.”
"During this period, Garros and Galahad will listen to your arrangements."
"It is really leisurely and desirable."
"If something unexpected happens, Send me a message."
"In fact, you can say this in the message."
"You are right."
A slight blush appeared on Mo's pale face. Under the gaze of those busybodies in the distance, he opened the distance where they could clearly feel each other's breathing, and the volume returned to normal: "Then, I'll leave first."
< br>“Have a safe trip and remember to write home.”< br>
The pretty girl with a blushing face lowered her head and carefully arranged the collar of her 'partner' in front of her: "When will I change?"
"Leave the country."
"Is Gawen okay?"
"She is more trustworthy than you."
"Where to go?"
"That's not what you need to care about."
"Is it dangerous?"< br>
“.”
"Okay, last question."
"Say."
"If after the war is over, the situation makes you feel the need to continue to hide in the background, then."
< br>"It's just a meaningless ceremony. If you are resistant, you can let Gawen take over."
"I can cooperate with you, but I have a request."
"I have no obligation to meet any of your requests."
"How about I hear someone tell me what to say?"
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"The content is, whether you want to kill I still want to leave, you can put it into action directly, but please give up the explanation process, I don’t like to listen to nonsense.”
“Okay”
Grabbing the girl's wrist and pressing it gently, the Sin Lord leaned down and kissed the back of his partner's hand. Then he boarded the large sand dragon carriage and leaned out half of his body to say goodbye to the dark elf with tender eyes.
Ten minutes later
In the outer suburbs of Troon, inside the Dragon Car of the Sin Lord
"Seriously, the acting skills of the two of you are simply breathtaking, boss."
'Butler Dawn', who was sitting opposite the Sin Lord, blinked and chuckled: "There is always a creepy feeling."
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"I think you are probably the least taciturn person in the whole game. Hey, how does it feel to be called 'a lot of nonsense'?"
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"A pleasant difference in treatment."
Gawen curled her lips, stretched out charmingly in front of Li Fu's face, and stopped looking at the woman who seemed to be in a false sleep. 'Boss', instead cast his gaze out the window, with a playful curve at the corner of his mouth
"If you leave it alone, you might regret it."
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"After all, that kid has no heart."
Chapter 842 ：End
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