Quadruple split.

Chapter 849

Same day
Game time PM16:35
The Chauvinian Empire, the South Gate of the King's Capital Trunen
A luxurious team is quietly standing in front of the door, led by two sand dragon chariots, which are similar in function to horse-drawn carriages, and their speed, comfort, and safety are far superior to those of ordinary horse-drawn carriages. There are only less than [-] vehicles in the entire empire. In addition to the high cost, the more important thing is that the number of high-level sub-dragons such as Sha Jinlong is very rare, and they are extremely violent, and the difficulty and cost of domestication are very high.

Except for the royal family that owns half of the dragon carriages, there are only a handful of families in the empire that can own this kind of tall and high-end vehicles, except for Kangda Bohe and Wetham Bohe, the royal family who are rooted in red seedlings. In addition to the relatives of the state, only the Grand Duke Garros, the Grand Duke Forsyth, the God of Osis, Marshal Galahat, the Marquis of Diggory, and the Marquis of Miranda can own their own Sage Dragon car. Moody Burke is not a popular person around Kaiser William.

That is to say, it is theoretically impossible for the sinner, who was promoted to the hereditary earl not long ago, to acquire such a good thing.

But theory is one thing, but reality may not develop in the direction predicted by theory.

For example, now, the dragon chariot that sits slightly behind, with a dark golden body and black patterns, and the sub-dragon with black scales and blood-red eyes, have already branded the doors and protective gear with sins. Lord's coat of arms.

"If I remember correctly, you should be the first nobleman to obtain this thing as an earl in the empire for hundreds of years."

Beside the dragon chariot with the coat of arms of the Lord of Guilt, Marquis Digory, who was caressing the sub-dragon head lightly, smiled, and blinked at the young man in front of him wearing a mask and a slim black dress: "You should be proud of yourself, Mo."

"Forgive me, Your Excellency the Marquis."

The sinner shook his head bluntly, and gave a respectful but almost indifferent answer: "Although I am willing to accept Traxiu and this car in accordance with His Highness Arthur's will, it is by no means something to be proud of. thing, so."

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The elegant Lord Marquis shook his head slightly, interrupted Guilty's speech, and said softly: "Please don't get the reason why I want you to be proud of it."

The young man was slightly taken aback, and the pair of pure eyes behind the mask showed a ray of confusion: "Your Excellency the Marquis?"

"Of course it's a big deal to get a Saskatchewan as an earl, but that's not what I'm talking about."

Marquis Digory patted Lord Sinner's shoulder lightly, 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 culprit who dared to contradict him that day without hesitation, and he did not hesitate to break the 'rules' and followed His Highness Arthur's will to give you His Highness's dragon chariot, and even let you represent the Empire together with Grand Duke Fossa trust in that meeting."

"Is that so."

Mo didn't think for too long, and quickly nodded in relief, and saluted Digory: "You have been taught, Your Excellency the Marquis."

"It would be great if you don't think I'm nagging."

Marquis Digory laughed, but there was a hint of unconcealed anger in the depths of his eyes: "The dead are dead, and what you and I, including His Majesty, are doing is to make the precious things that have passed away more precious." There is value, so please don't get carried away by negativity."

"Keep it in mind."

"That's good, your situation has been very wrong these two days, and Garros and I are very worried about you, kid."

"I am so sorry."

"No, it's the privilege of youth,"

Digory shrugged his shoulders, covered up the cold flame in the depths of his eyes again, and smiled at Mo: "It is the duty of the elderly to allow sufficient time to say goodbye to young partners who are about to part ways. "

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

"Your Excellency the Marquis is still very young."

Wearing a plain black long dress with an unexpected amount of fabric, the cold girl saluted Digory, and then added: "Although you didn't leave us much time alone, And he said a lot of things that would make the atmosphere worse."

"Cough you talk, you talk."

It was only then that he realized that His Excellency the Marquis, who was not long before the team set off, coughed dryly twice, and then left a sentence to Mo, "Remember to write to me and Cedric", and fled away.

Soon, the Sage Dragon that belonged to Arthur Boyle in the past was vacant, whether it was the private army of Forsyth who occupied the majority, or the smaller but more elite troops around it. Whether it was the guards of the Tsar's Shield, they deliberately kept a polite distance from the criminal Lord and his wife who were about to be separated for a long time. To be precise, it should be the female companion.

Of course, although she is a female companion, Ms. Silent Prayer has long been the only candidate for the 'Mrs. Guilty' in the eyes of insiders. There is no one. After all, she has Cedric, a friend of the Duke who is very active in the circle of young people. Existence, the relationship between the two can be seen as long as they are not fools, it is completely unquestionable.

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 feel sad, but after learning that the two have supported each other for many years After the relationship, he also admitted defeat and was convinced, and did not spread some bad rumors or plan to try to get the sinner, Hong Xing, out of the wall.

In this process, the Marquis Miranda, who liked the Silent Prayer very much, played a pivotal role.

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

Ji Xiaodao seems to be holding Mo's arm intimately, but his voice is seriously inconsistent with his expression and movements: "But the trouble that comes with it is that Miranda has been asking me when I will hold a wedding with you recently."

Mo stared at the other party with the same gentle eyes, but his deliberately suppressed voice was less warm than the latter: "You can tell her, I hope it will be after the end of the huge war in the future."

"I've already told her."

The girl looked away with a reddish complexion, but her tone was still cold: "It seems that you are very confident."

"Like?"

"For example, after the war is over, you can tear off the disguise and don't need to continue your disgustingly superb acting skills."

"It's possible."

Although he was not interested in answering at all, Mo Tan, who had to say something on this occasion, was full of impatience.

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

"That is, if necessary, I will continue to play the role of Lord Sinner."

Mo moved to gently embrace the girl's waist, and smiled: "Although this possibility is unlikely."

It seems sincere, but in fact, there is no "smile" that is even the slightest temperature or even chills.

"In that case."

The girl frowned inwardly, and bit her teeth lightly, "Why did you still ask me to say those things to Miranda?"

"Avoid unnecessary suspicion."

Mo gave an answer without thinking, and said lightly: "You don't understand my enemy."

Chaotic memories flashed in his mind, he remembered the owner of the [Greedy Drink] tavern in the City of Gold that Mo had just met not long ago, although he was not sure, but with the combination of Osiris and Li Fu According to the information, the probability that that person is the representative of Tianzhu Mountain is at least [-]%.

It is everywhere and pervasive.
As Mo's biggest threat so far, no one knows better than him how terrifying Tianzhu Mountain, which appears to be indifferent to the world, is. Hei Fan can't, Tan Mo can't, and Mo can't, even though they can rely on The ingenuity of the future has glimpsed the tip of the iceberg, and used this as a premise to think, figure out and even plan, but the narrow vision, weak strength and low structure have already doomed this kind of behavior to fail to achieve any results.

With the improvement of strength and the increase of hole 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 representatives of Osiris and Li Fu. After receiving the information, Mo became more aware of how dangerous his situation was at this moment.

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

As long as one wrong step is taken, the destruction that cannot be described beyond redemption will come.

As long as you take a wrong step, the countless eyes hidden behind the fog will stare at you.

As long as you take one wrong step, all of yourself and everything about yourself will be wiped out.

If it's just this level, it's actually not bad.

Mo drew the corners of his mouth slightly, laughing at his own innocence and stupidity.

It's ridiculous to think so much about something so boring.

Tianzhu Mountain is just the first obstacle in front of him. Although the sense of existence of this obstacle is a bit too high at this moment, in the end it is just a slightly harder stumbling block.

It is true that even Farah in the past and Li Fo in the present are just so-called "outsiders" who cannot even see the whole picture of Tianzhu Mountain. Those real agents and even high-level observers are still there. Looking down coldly in the fog where you can't see your fingers, but obstacles are obstacles after all, no matter how insurmountable they are, they can't change the fate of their stumbling blocks.

Even, he is not qualified to be regarded as an 'enemy' by himself.

Maintaining this kind of thinking that is almost insane when analyzed from an objective point of view, Mo shifted his thoughts to his real enemy, that is
"I thought you'd say, 'our' enemies."

The smiling girl raised her snow-white neck slightly, and a pair of ruby-like eyes were filled with icy coldness: "Not the enemy of 'my'."

What a disgusting sight.

Mo lightly patted the back of the girl's cold hand, leaned over and whispered in the latter's ear: "You have no qualifications, no matter in the past, present or future."

"Has anyone ever told you?"

Ji Xiaodao raised his eyebrows, gently embraced Mo's neck, leaned into his arms and said softly, "Are you really a second grader and hateful?"

Because this question is meaningless, Mo naturally has no obligation to answer honestly, so he just shifted his position slightly, staring at the picture in front of him that barely exists between him and himself from an angle where others seem to be kissing. Distance's pretty face whispered: "Maybe I have been too tolerant to you all this time."

"Why, are you just now going to correct your mistakes with practical actions?"

"Like killing you?"

"In that case, I suggest you find another time to do it, and it's best to make a more careful plan by the way, such as letting Gavin pretend to be the dead me or something, 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 time, Garros and Galahat will listen to your arrangements."

"It's so relaxing that people yearn for it."

"If there is an unexpected change, send me a message and let me know."

"Actually, you can say this in the news."

"you're right."

A little blush appeared on Mo's pale face, and under the gazes of those busybodies in the distance, they opened up a distance where they could clearly feel each other's breathing, and the volume returned to normal: "Then, I'll go first."

"Safe trip, remember to write home."

The pretty blushing girl lowered her head and carefully adjusted the collar of the 'partner' in front of her: "When will you change?"

"Leave the border."

"Is Gavin all right?"

"She's more trustworthy than you."

"Where are you going?"

"That's not something you need to care about."

"Is it dangerous?"

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"Okay, one last question."

"Say."

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

"It's just a meaningless ceremony. If you have any resistance, you can ask Gavin to replace it."

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

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

"How about listening to someone finish talking?"

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"The content is, whether you want to kill me or let me go, you can put it into action directly, but please give up the process of explanation, I don't like to listen to nonsense."

"it is good."

Grabbing the girl's wrist and pressing it lightly, the sinner leaned down and kissed the back of his partner's hand lightly, then boarded the large Sage Dragon, leaned out half of his body and bid farewell to the dark elf with tender eyes.

ten minutes later
Outskirts of Troon, inside the Dragon Chariot of the Sinner
"Seriously, the acting skills of the two of you are simply breathtaking, Boss."

The 'Butler Dawn' who was sitting opposite the Sinner blinked and said with a chuckle: "There is always a creepy feeling."

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"I think you are probably the least talkative person in the whole game, heh, how does it feel to be called 'a lot of nonsense'?"

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"Pleasant difference in treatment."

Jiawen curled her lips, and stretched her waist in a charming way against Li Fu's face. Instead of looking at the 'boss' who seemed to be in a slumber, she cast her gaze out of the window, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a playful arc.
"If you leave it alone, you might regret it."

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"After all, that child has no heart."

Chapter [-]: The End

(End of this chapter)