Heritage foundry

Chapter 12 The Great Maelstrom

Zhou Mo stepped on the chair and looked out the window. Since the two people from the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau left, people from various forces have shown their heads.

In just half an hour, Zhou Mo saw four groups of people rushing to the wilderness in a hurry. One of them was no bigger than Zhou Mo's waist on average, and they should be dwarves from the hills.

Seeing these dwarves with big beards, wearing fine iron armor, and carrying war hammers, Zhou Mo was very curious about how the hill dwarf royal family chooses a spouse, and how they carry out the great and sacred task of multiplying the next generation.

After being puzzled, Zhou Mo gave up thinking, watched the sky darken a little bit, and waited quietly.

When the sun no longer cares about the sky, the small town covered by the rays of the setting sun, without the smoke of the past, and the noisy shouting and cursing from the direction of the wasteland completely destroyed this peaceful scene.

Zhou Mo walked out of the house, and at a glance he saw the red bearded man who had regained his height of [-] meters. The giant hammer and armor had receded, and he was surrounded by more than a dozen dwarves who only reached his knees, and one of them was resisted by the red bearded man. On the shoulder, lying on the ear of the red beard and saying something.

The two members of the Military Intelligence Bureau were also there, but the black cloaks on their bodies disappeared. Both of them were wearing standard tight-fitting leather clothes. Long walked together, but couldn't attract the slightest eye.

Zhou Mo always thought that this kind of figure can only be seen in the CG of the game, but he never expected to see the real version one day.

That exaggerated and beautiful waist-hip curve, that slender legs that can confuse half the world's population, that...

He was walking towards the sunset, with swaying steps, if he eliminated all the idle people around him, this picture would be a perfect CG poster.

"Hey, boy, where is the tavern? Where did you take the red beard's tavern?" The thunderous roar of the red beard uncle shattered all the beautiful pictures.

Seeing the beautiful scenery, Zhou Mo became a little lazy, tilted his neck lazily, and then pushed the big head of the red-bearded uncle away, which really blocked his sight!
Then Zhou Mo was held by a pair of big hands, and he was raised to a position where he could look at the red-bearded uncle, and he was woken up by the scorching gaze from those big eyes.

With a jolt, Zhou Mo immediately said honestly, seeing the bright red flames in the eyes of the red-bearded uncle.
"Uncle, you pulled off the roof of the tavern yourself, and then the waste heat you left ignited the entire tavern, and the wine in the tavern is the fuel for the combustion, so..."

Zhou Mo spread his hands, leaving the rest to the red-bearded uncle to imagine.

"Aw!" The red beard roared with a bluish-red face, threw Zhou Mo out casually, and ran away to the original location of the tavern.

Zhou Mo curled his lips in mid-air, and then turned around neatly, returning to the original height.

"Black-haired boy, we meet again!" The voice was weak but familiar.

Zhou Mo lowered his head, and saw Al Lionheart lying on the stretcher. The golden lion cub was pale, but his pair of blue eyes were still sharp, and the arrogance of a pair of twenty in his eyes did not diminish that day.

"Hello, we meet again!" Zhou Mo greeted friendly, after all, there is still a big deal to fall on this person!
"I'm sorry, your sword was smashed by the giant of the wilderness, and you didn't even leave any fragments. After you return to the imperial capital, you will be compensated." Al? Don't worry.

Zhou Mo raised his head and glanced at the crowd, but he didn't see the Ramas Otto who impressed him so much.

Patted Al Lionheart on the shoulder, then moved to Longbottom Noah's side, and asked:

"Dude, what's the matter?"

There was still a smile on the corner of Longbottom's mouth, but with some bitterness, he said in a low voice:
"Ask nothing, the less you know, the less trouble you have!"

Zhou Mo's heart was awe-inspiring, and then he carefully observed the crowd.All four waves of people he saw in one afternoon were all present.

Carrying Al Lionheart, the heavy swordsman wearing a light yellow cloak, this is the man of the Lionheart Grand Duke.

Discussing something in a low voice around Dylan, a group of people wearing a snow-forged thorn-pattern cloak with a single sword, these are the people of Grand Duke Yingyang.

Not far away, the dwarves comforted the sulking red-bearded uncle sitting in the ruins of the tavern.

There were five other people standing in the center, covered their heads with black cloaks, standing quietly without making a sound. Zhou Mo secretly guessed that these should be people directly under the Emperor of the Empire!

The red-bearded man finally stood up again under the consolation of the dwarf, walked into the crowd, and then slipped Zhou Moti to his side, looking provocatively at the five men in black cloaks in the center.

"People, when you're all here, let's talk about it!"

The leader of the people in the black cloak took off the cloak on his head. He has silver hair, silver eyebrows, silver eyes, and even a silver beard. He can't tell the exact age. It's right to say eighty, and it's right to say eighteen.

At this moment, Longbottom took a step forward, bent slightly towards the man, and then said respectfully:
"Yuelao, our Military Intelligence Bureau is just here to check on the situation. Since Yuelao is here, there is no need for us to stay here. We should not know what we shouldn't know."

Yuelao raised his silver eyebrows, and glanced at Longbottom, who was bowing his head. Zhou Mo could clearly see that Longbottom's whole body was trembling slightly from this look, and he couldn't help being horrified.

"Noah's boy, it stands to reason that there is really nothing about your military intelligence bureau here."

After a pause, seeing that Longbottom had kept his head down and listened quietly, Yue Lao nodded slightly, as if he was quite satisfied, and then said softly:

"However, the old man thinks that you should listen more and read more. It seems that some people will explain it in the future, right?"

Zhou Mo saw Longbottom tremble again, and the cloak around his neck was wet to the naked eye.

"Longbottom understands!" The inexplicable sentence understood, and Longbottom stepped back, stood next to Ruiwen Nalong again, and took a deep breath.

Ruiwen Nalong who was hiding under the mask seemed very dissatisfied with Yuelao's words, and softly "huh!"

Yuelao's expression froze at first, then his gaze turned cold, and he looked at Ruiwen Nalong. Ruiwen Nalong was not afraid, and raised his chin, his green eyes met Yuelao's unyielding gaze.

Zhou Mo was anxious in his heart, what kind of young lady's temper is being played at this time, if Yue Lao is a small-minded person this time, he will definitely make you suffer a lot.

Unexpectedly, Yuelao's face was cold at the beginning, but after seeing those green eyes, he seemed to think of something, his expression softened, and he even smiled kindly, and then pampered him as if he saw his own grandson being naughty. shook his head.

The red-bearded uncle didn't have much interest in observing Yuelao's expression, seeing that Yuelao didn't speak, he shouted loudly:

"Old man Yue, if you have something to say, hurry up, the red beard is in a hurry to go home!" His tone was very rude.

Yue Lao frowned slightly, but still softly comforted:
"His Royal Highness McCann Smaug, you are very homesick. We understand and will resolve the matter as soon as possible. Please wait a moment."

Turning to look at Al Lionheart on the stretcher, he said:
"Mr. Al, you speak first!"

Al Lionheart lowered his eyes slightly, and said:
"My elder brother fought with the second prince for ten years. In the battle of Dahe, my elder brother died in battle. He left me a suicide note, asking me to find a way to help the second prince return to Beijing, saying that the mistakes made by 16 people back then cannot be borne by the second prince alone. "

"That's why I deliberately provoked that boy Luda, severely injured his lower body, and was dispatched to the wilderness. With the token of my eldest brother, I contacted the second prince. At that time, the second prince had already established a camp in the wilderness and was planning to return to Beijing."

"That Mr. Yun made a plan, asking me to make a gesture of returning to Beijing, attracting the third prince's people, and secretly handing over a letter to a mithril-rank life with pale golden eyes. I will not care about the rest. Got it, the second prince didn't fully trust me."

After a few words, Al Lionheart kept silent, closed his eyes, and lay down on the stretcher to rest.

Yuelao looked at Dilan again, and Dilan immediately showed a flattering smile, bowed his waist and came in front of Yuelao.

"Hehe, Yuelao, this old slave was ordered by the third prince to bring his bodyguards to trouble Al Lionheart. After all, young master Luda is the third prince's relative and was deposed in the imperial capital. Once there, Grand Duke Yingyang is not in the imperial capital, and the third prince can't justify not coming out."

"After arriving in the wilderness, the old slave noticed that something was wrong with Viscount Longwa, so he observed secretly and found that he was related to the second prince, so he secretly lurked at the entrance of the wilderness to prevent him from contacting the second prince. Who knows, His Highness Macon Smaug Then I found out about the Second Prince’s affairs, the Second Prince’s actions went too far back then, His Royal Highness Macon Smaug went mad, accidentally injured the Third Prince’s guards to death, and asked the Second Prince’s whereabouts in the town.”

"It just so happened that this little brother discovered a wilderness hunter named Wolf Cobbler who had been behaving strangely in the past, so he informed His Excellency the Red Beard, and obtained the location of the second prince's camp and some of the current situation of the second prince."

"The second prince gathered extraordinary beings and some gangster criminals, and preached the slogan of the supremacy of the human race and the supremacy of the nobles, which completely angered His Highness McCann Smaug. The old slave is really not an opponent. Being affected by His Highness McCann's power, he doesn't even have the courage to act , When he regained his composure, after chasing after the second prince's camp, the second prince and His Highness McCann were nowhere to be seen."

"The rest is to seal off the entire camp, and then everyone will arrive one after another."

Zhou Mo was mentioned in Dylan's words, and Yue Lao glanced over.

Zhou Mo was swept away by this gaze, and finally felt Longbottom's feeling, as if his whole body was covered by the moonlight in winter, he shivered involuntarily.

Finding that Zhou Mo was just an ordinary person, he ignored him, which made Zhou Mo secretly heave a sigh of relief.

After hearing what Dylan said, Yue Lao nodded and said:

"Then that's the end of the matter. There is already a lot of trouble in the imperial capital. Your Majesty is still waiting for news from here. Return to the imperial capital as soon as possible!"

With Yuelao's words, the crowd breathed away, and regardless of the night, it was like rushing away in the direction of the empire.

Seeing that the crowd dispersed, Zhou Mo looked up at the red-bearded uncle and asked:

"Uncle, what's going on, it attracts so many people!"

The red-bearded uncle raised his beard and said in a thunderous voice:

"Some nonsense things are nothing more than the fact that the military nobles of the Otto Empire are dissatisfied with their interests being invaded by the old nobles, and want to rescue the second prince and fight the third prince!"

In one sentence, the current political situation of the Otto Empire is fully explained.

Zhou Mo really saw that the people who were rushing towards the empire all stood still in unison.

Zhou Mo cracked his mouth and smiled, patted the red bearded uncle's waist, and praised:
"Uncle, you are right!"

Looking at the proud red-bearded uncle who was flattered, Zhou Mo smiled brilliantly under the light of the newly rising moon.

It's a pity that Zhou Mo didn't know at this moment that the vortex had already been formed. Although he was only stepping on the edge, he couldn't escape the fate of being involved in the vortex.

(End of this chapter)