Quadruple split

Same day

Game time PM16:35

Chavin Empire, South Gate of Royal Capital Trenn

A luxurious team was waiting quietly in front of the door, headed by two Sha Jinlong carriages. This kind of function is similar to a carriage, and its speed, comfort and safety are far superior to ordinary carriages. There are only less than thirty vehicles in the entire empire. In addition to the high cost, more importantly, high-level sub-dragons such as 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 slightly further back and is dark gold with black lines, as well as the sub-dragon species with black scales and blood-red eyes, have all been branded with sin on the car doors and protective gear. Lord's coat of arms.

"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."

Lord Sin shook his head stiffly and gave a respectful but almost devoid of warmth answer: "Although I am willing to follow His Highness Arthur's will and accept Traxiu and this car, this is by no means something to be proud of. thing, so."

"ink."

The elegant Lord Marquis shook his head slightly, interrupted the Sin Lord'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 Dragon car as a count is naturally a big deal, but that's not 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 His Highness Arthur's trust in you when he wrote that will. His Majesty 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. Trust in that meeting.”

"Is that so?"

Mo didn't think for too long, and quickly nodded with relief, and saluted Diggory: "You have learned a lesson, Your Majesty the Marquis."

"It would be better if you don't mind me nagging you."

Marquis Diggory laughed, but deep in his eyes there was a trace of anger that could no longer be concealed: "The deceased has passed away. What you, I, and even His Majesty are doing is to make the precious things that have passed away become more precious." It has value, so please don’t let the negativity get to your head.”

"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 am so sorry."

"No, that's the privilege of young people,"

Digory shrugged, covering up the cold fire in the depths of his eyes again, and smiled at Mo: "It is the obligation of the elderly to leave sufficient farewell time for young partners who are about to part ways for a short period of time. "

After saying that, the Marquis, who looked far from an old man, turned his head and winked at the dark elf girl who had been standing not far away and paying attention since just now.

"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 bowed to Diggory, and then added: "Although you didn't leave us much time alone, And he said a lot of things that would make the atmosphere bad.”

"Hey, you guys talk, you guys talk."

Only then did he realize that there was not much time left before the team set off. His Excellency the Marquis coughed twice, then left a message to Mo, "Remember to write to me and Cedric," and ran away.

Soon, the area around the Shajinlong chariot that used to belong to Arthur Bohe became empty, whether it was Grand Duke Fossey’s private army that occupied the majority, or the smaller but more elite troops around it. Both the Czar's Shield Guards and others deliberately kept a polite distance from the Duke of Sin and his wife, who was 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 'Mrs. Sin Count' in the eyes of insiders. After all, she has Cedric, a good friend of the Sin Countess who is very active in the circle of young people. The relationship between the two people can be seen by anyone who is not a fool and cannot be questioned at all.

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 the two have supported each other for many years in the past, After the relationship ended, he admitted defeat and was convinced. He did not spread any negative rumors or systematically try to get His Excellency Hong Xing to cheat.

In this process, Marquis Miranda, who was very fond of Silent Prayer, played a decisive role.

"It can be regarded as reducing some unnecessary troubles."

Ji Xiaodao seemed to be holding Mo's arm affectionately, but his voice was very warm and 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 less warm than the latter: "You can tell her that I hope it will be after the huge war in the future is over."

"I've already told her."

The girl looked away with a blush on her face, but her tone was still cold: "It seems you are very confident."

"For example?"

"For example, after the war is over, you can take off the disguise and no longer need to continue your disgustingly superb acting skills."

"It's possible."

Although he was completely uninterested in answering, Mo Tan, who had to say something on this occasion, sounded impatient.

But Ji Xiaodao tilted his head slightly: "Maybe? What do you mean?"

"If necessary, I will continue to play the role of Lord Sin."

Mo 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 a "smile" that can even chill people's hearts.

"In that case."

The girl frowned in her heart and bit her teeth: "Why did you still let me say those words to Miranda?"

"Avoid unnecessary suspicion."

Mo answered without hesitation and said calmly: "You don't know my enemies."

Chaotic memories flashed through his mind, and he remembered the owner of the [Greedy] Tavern in the Golden City whom Mo had just met not long ago. Although he was not sure, he combined the information provided by Osiris and Li Fo. Based on the information, there is at least a 90% chance that that person is the representative 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 not only did not decrease at all, but even became heavier, especially from the mouths of the two agents Osiris and Li Fo. After receiving the information, Mo became more aware of how dangerous his situation was at this moment.

That's a challenge far more daunting than walking a tightrope on a cliff.

Just one wrong step and destruction beyond description will come.

As long as you take a 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.

It's really laughable to think so much about such a boring thing.

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 almost crazy idea of ​​analyzing from an objective perspective, Mo shifted his thoughts to his real enemy, who was

"I thought you were going to say, 'our' enemy."

The girl with a dimple-like smile slightly raised her snow-white neck, and a pair of dazzling ruby-like eyes showed an icy chill: "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 have no qualifications, no matter in the past, present or future."

"Did anyone tell you that?"

Ji Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, gently held Mo's neck, snuggled into his arms and whispered: "Are you really a middle-class and annoying person?"

Because this question was meaningless, Mo Ziran had no obligation to answer honestly, so he just moved his position slightly, staring at the person in front of him from an angle that looked like he was kissing, and there was almost no relationship between him and him. The pretty face in the distance whispered: "Perhaps I have been too tolerant of you."

"What, are you just now going to take practical actions to change your mistakes?"

"Like killing you?"

"In that case, I suggest you find another time to take action. It's best to make a more thorough plan, such as letting Gawen pretend to be the dead me. Otherwise, there will be a lot of troubles that you can't handle with your online frequency. ."

"My patience is limited."

"Really? It seems that I am still a long way from touching your bottom line."

"During this period, Garros and Galahad will listen to your arrangements."

"It's really so leisurely that it makes people yearn for it."

"If something unexpected happens, send me a message."

"Actually, you can just say this in the message."

"you're 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."

"Have a safe trip and remember to write home."

The pretty and blushing girl lowered her head and carefully arranged the collar of the 'partner' in front of her: "When will the replacement be replaced?"

"Leave the border."

"Is Gawen okay?"

"She's more trustworthy than you."

"Where are you going?"

"That's not what you need to worry about."

"Is it dangerous?"

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"Okay, last question."

"explain."

"If after the war is over, the situation makes you feel the need to remain dormant in the background, then that's when."

"It's just a meaningless ceremony. If you feel conflicted, you can ask Gawen to take over."

"I can cooperate with you, but I have a request."

"I am not obligated to meet any of your demands."

"How about you hear someone finish what they have to say?"

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"The content is, whether you want to kill me or let me leave, you can directly take action, but please skip the explanation process. I don't like to listen to nonsense."

"good."

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 Cart of the Sin Lord

"Seriously, the acting skills of you two are simply breathtaking, boss."

'Butler Dawn', who was sitting across from 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 told 'a lot of nonsense'?"

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"A pleasant difference in treatment."

Jia Wen curled her lips and stretched out charmingly in front of Li Fu's face. She no longer looked at the 'boss' who seemed to be in a slumber. Instead, she cast her gaze out the window and raised the corner of her mouth with a playful arc.

"If you leave it alone, you might regret it."

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"After all, that kid has no heart."

Chapter 842: End