Huh? Are they all real?

Moen's words made the room fall into a huge silence.

Only the golden retriever Bella looked at Moen and her owner blankly.

It obviously didn't understand why the two people who were just talking suddenly fell silent.

Are they unhappy?

Then Bella can share her favorite bone biscuits!

After a bark, the golden retriever Bella swung her body and threw out the same style of the girl's close-fitting bag from under her body.

Before, this bag was perfectly hidden under its thick and soft fur.

Even Moen didn't notice it.

Then Bella took out a huge bone biscuit from the bag that was obviously not in line with the size of the bag, and walked to the girl with a shake of her head.

Looking at Bella rubbing her legs, the girl came back to her senses and touched Bella's head:

"Thank you, Bella, but no need."

After taking her hand back from Bella's dog head, the girl looked at Moon and said:

"Do you know that the friendship between the Northern Merchants and the dwarves has lasted for thousands of years? There has never been a problem during this period, sir!"

Moen poured herself a cup of hot tea and said:

"Since you are silent, it means that you actually know that what I said is right. Isn't it, Miss?"

"It may not be obvious in a short time, but it has been twenty years."

The girl frowned and said:

"Why do you say twenty years?"

Moen pointed out the window and said:

"This country, Miss."

"This country was exploited by the Northern Chamber of Commerce twenty years ago!"

"Do you think the Duke of Westeros really cut off these tumors easily by himself?"

Their Chamber of Commerce knew that the Duke should have had close ties with the dwarves back then.

And in the past twenty years, the relationship between the Northern Chamber of Commerce and their dwarf alliance has indeed become strange.

The girl's brows furrowed more and more. Why did this person know all this?

After a moment of thinking, the girl silently took out a piece of paper from her bag. At the same time, she also held up the parchment and said:

"Brand new Grand Duke's Notes, and also brand new Eternal King's Notes. It couldn't be more fake, but it couldn't be more real. Is it related to this, sir?"

Finally, the suspicion is here!

Moen was more and more satisfied with the girl's response.

Moen knew that in the extraordinary world, brand new notes of predecessors were not strange, but Moen knew that if he continued to output these things, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.

It was even reasonable that someone might suspect that he was someone who had resurrected.

After all, the notes written by Moen, except for being authentic, were really a bit insulting to people's IQ.

So Moen first sold them the Grand Duke's Notes, and then sold them the Eternal King's Notes.

Similarly, they were all fakes, and they could not be proved to be forged.

But in this case, no one would doubt that Morn is the resurrected Grand Duke, or even the resurrected Eternal King.

Because he is the Grand Duke, how can he write the handwriting of the Eternal King? If he is the Eternal King, how can he write the Grand Duke's notes?

As for the Eternal King being the Grand Duke?

That's even more outrageous, so outrageous that anyone who doubts it would think that they are probably on drugs.

Since the Eternal King has been resurrected, why doesn't he just go back to the foot of the Holy Tree?

Why would the noble Elf King stay in a human empire and play house with a group of children?

This can only be because he has other unknown methods. It is definitely not that he is someone who has returned.

Otherwise, this would conflict with logic.

At first, this was just a precaution for Morn to prevent someone from thinking that he is someone who has resurrected according to his own means of making a fortune.

But now, this is also the best way for Morn to get himself out.

However, Morn still has to get 0-007 from the Eastern Chamber of Commerce Union as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if a high-sequence or special-sequence superhuman saw him, he would find the flaw in his soul.

Because of the superhumans in this world, people recognize people without looking at their appearance, which is just a shell.

The only thing that matters is the soul as the essence!

"Please answer me, sir, otherwise our transaction cannot continue. Because I can't believe your one-sided words."

"Since you want to exchange 0-007, you should also show equal sincerity."

"Unless you have other prices. But no matter what, please show it to me, sir."

Moen did not answer immediately, but slowly took out another piece of parchment from his arms.

This is the leftover material from making the original holy book for self-defense.

On it is the original holy book copied by Saint Constantine himself, of course, only a little bit.

Looking at the parchment that the other party folded and handed over, the girl's mouth twitched for a moment, and then she honestly opened it.

From the feel, the girl can be sure that it is the same as the one of the Eternal King.

In other words, these two pieces of parchment are from the same batch.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

After opening it, the girl's breathing became rapid.

She was not shocked, but angry.

It was the handwriting of Saint Constantine. It was really fake!

"Constantine lives up to the name of a saint. He is still firmly fighting against the devil, young lady."

"What do you mean? What's going on?"

The girl rubbed her eyebrows with a headache.

She held up two pieces of parchment that were obviously from the same batch and said:

"These two pieces of parchment are obviously from the same batch. I am a businessman, a very good businessman and appraiser. I will not make a mistake about this."

"This is absolutely impossible considering the difference in time between the Eternal King and Saint Constantine. Also, this piece of paper with the Grand Duke's handwriting was also produced not long ago, right?"

As if sensing the excitement of her owner, the golden retriever Bella bared her teeth and barked at Morn.

"Bella, good child, be quiet, be quiet."

The girl hurriedly comforted the golden retriever.

After rubbing her brows again, the girl asked Moon:

"Please answer me, sir."

Moen raised his lips slightly and said:

"The purpose of the Eastern Chamber of Commerce is to abide by the duty. This has never been a problem since the establishment of your Chamber of Commerce. This time span is as long as an era, because you know that this is your only signboard."

"Smashing this is equivalent to suicide."

"Tell me, Miss, are you still willing to defend the fundamental purpose of your Chamber of Commerce with your life? Just like your ancestors?"

The girl slowly stood up and raised three Then he put his finger on his left shoulder and said:

"Of course, I, my children, and my children's children will always defend the foundation of our Chamber of Commerce, and we will never cross the line!"

"This is not a signboard, it is a responsibility, sir, a responsibility as heavy as an era!"

"Then I am willing to tell you the answer, so that you know that this will be a reasonable and reliable transaction."

Moen raised his left hand slightly and said:

"I am willing to swear in the name of the great Eternal King and the Holy Tree that everything I say below is true!"

Swearing in the name of the king is the most reliable oath in the world.

Because the king is the only important thing for the gods.

God is power, and the king is humanity and anchor.

The only sin that the gods will not forgive is to defile their king.

Everything else is negotiable!

Evil gods are no exception.