Huh? Are they all real?...

"Hello, lovely little one, I have a gold pound in banknotes and a letter here. I hope you can take this letter to the adult in that apartment, and then the gold pound will be yours!"

The little guy immediately accepted Moen's offer to hire him with great joy.

After watching the little guy deliver the letter.

Moen then left.

Aier's bloodline definitely cannot be verified.

With his own letter, Aier won't have any problems.

That should be the end of the matter in the Southern Territory.

What I need to do now is go to Stonehenge.

The old lion is the only one of the other six families who can still bite people a few times.

If I were that prophet, the Lions would definitely be my main stage!

That was at least the case before the deer family was maimed by the lion.

There must be a clue over there.

Because he now had a large sum of money to spare, Moen opted for a cheaper transfer instead of the quickest direct route.

First, depart from the capital, then travel to Nuremberg, the center of commerce, to transfer to an airship and head to the Lion family's main city, Stonehenge.

To Moen's surprise, he encountered an unexpected person while transferring in Nuremberg.

Hassank Iman, former Chancellor of the Leuman Empire!

In the beginning, this guy was the one who fought against himself on behalf of the Leuman Empire.

Moen also suspected that this guy was largely responsible for the rapid collapse of the Lewman Empire.

Of course, the other party had done a good job of concealing it. The reason Moen was able to discover it was because the other party took out the gift he had given him—an exquisite pocket watch made by a dwarf.

Watching the other person take out their gift.

Moen was truly filled with emotion.

I didn't expect this guy to still have this thing.

The former prime minister had clearly noticed Mohn's gaze as well.

He asked with a smile:

"Friend, is there anything I can help you with?"

Moen smiled and shook his head, saying:

"No, it's just a surprise to see such an exquisite pocket watch here. Is it a masterpiece made by dwarves?"

"Good eye! But this is not only a product of dwarf craftsmanship, it is also the masterpiece of the dwarf master Todd Ironhammer!"

"A work by Master Todd? It's such a treasure?"

Moen responded with surprise, and at the same time asked curiously:

"Excuse my bluntness, sir, but how could someone like you be in the civilian cabin?"

The old prime minister waved his hand and said:

"As long as we get there, that's fine, isn't it?"

I don't believe you for a second!

It was obvious that she deliberately chose to travel in a standard cabin to reduce attention, and she even used the same transfer method as me.

And it's an airship going to Stonehenge! Well, it would be one thing if it were anyone else, but you've come all this way.

It seems your real partner isn't the old lion, but rather the prophet hiding behind the old lion, right?

It seems the other party is still in the Lion family.

After all, someone like you wouldn't cooperate with a pawn!

Wait a minute, I'll lend you some money to go!

"What you said makes so much sense! I really hope I can be as philosophical as you someday!"

"You're too modest, my friend."

For some reason, the old prime minister really wanted to talk to this unfamiliar young man more.

It wasn't for any particular purpose. I just wanted to talk to the other person more.

The last time I encountered someone like that was that terrifying monster.

Because of their respective identities, he had never been able to have a proper conversation with the other party.

This has always been his regret, and it seems it will remain a regret for the rest of his life.

He was clearly a monster who treated everything around him like a ball, but in the end, he died at the hands of a vase.

It's so ridiculous and sad.

"It's still early, can we have a proper talk?"

“Of course, sir! I would be happy to chat with an elder as wise and wealthy as you.”

As he spoke, Moen, who had been touching the Ring, also reached into his wallet right in front of him.

So rich!

Stealing money is immoral for Moen, but if the person he steals from is this guy, then Moen doesn't have that burden.

They appear amiable and can interact with everyone around them, accurately finding suitable relationships to get along with.

This is Hassank Iman.

But at the same time, he is also a ruthless character who can treat hundreds of thousands of his own people as slaves without batting an eye.

This is something even the old elk, who dared to collude with the Abyss followers to summon demons, never did.

So Mo En felt no guilt at all when he asked him for money.

With the old prime minister's generous support, Moen was happy to chat with him.

At the same time, they were also trying to subtly gather information about the other party.

Unfortunately, the other party did not reveal any useful information.

Finally, the airship arrived at its destination.

The two must part ways.

The old prime minister truly felt regret:

“Friend, I can tell you that I still have some influence in the northern countries. If you encounter anything terrible, you might as well try going north.”

"Then tell any official you can find that you know the enthusiastic old Iman. That should be the way to me."

Is this because they think I'm a talented person and want to recruit me?

Ha ha.

Moen shook his head and said:

"No need. This is Baratheon, under Her Majesty the Queen's rule. What terrible things could I possibly encounter?"

The old prime minister did not answer, but said meaningfully:

"You may not know this, but the Southern Territory is already preparing for independence. If you don't believe me, just listen!"

Moen wanted to laugh, but he immediately realized something was wrong.

Because in his ears, several newsboys ran past quickly, shouting:

"The princess of the Southern Border has appeared, shocking the court and the public!"

Moen stared in astonishment as the newsboys ran past him.

How can this be?

I watched as the other person opened my letter and quickly delivered it to Hadley.

How could such a thing happen under these circumstances?

What happened somewhere?

In a brief moment of confusion, Moen recalled the biggest variable he had encountered last night—the Queen!

At the same time, the old prime minister patted Moen on the shoulder and said:

“My words always stand. I know you are wise, so you surely know what to do when the time comes!”

Although it's supposed to be four chapters, it actually contains over 10,000 words. It's just that it's not convenient to split it into five chapters, so I'm posting it as four. Thank you for reading!

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Chapter 60 My student, your teacher is just as good!

Moen did not answer the old prime minister's question directly, but simply nodded slightly and said:

"I do know what I should do."

The old prime minister didn't say anything more. He knew that Moen probably wouldn't come, and although it was a pity, that was that.

He simply admired the young man on a personal level.

And that's not enough for him to do anything more.

Goodbye, and perhaps never again, my friend.

After leaving those words, the old prime minister departed with several men who had remained silent.

After watching the other person disappear into the crowd, Moen also lowered the brim of his hat and left.

This place is called Stonehenge, but it is only nominally under the control of Stonehenge. The real Stonehenge is still some distance away, but Moen can already see the fortress that is carved entirely from solid stone.

This area is simply a commercial district that developed around Stonehenge.

There were neither city walls nor many soldiers.

The largest security force was still the Queen's Sound Hunters.

However, since it is the territory of the Lion family, the local Sound Hunters are basically just figureheads and have little actual control.

Similar to the Southern Territory.

After finding a store and buying a local map, Moen set off, referring to the map.

Moen only had a general idea of ​​the place; without a map, he couldn't get around smoothly.

As he walked, Moen pondered what had happened between Er and the Queen.

Moen was certain Hadley had seen his letter, but despite this, El returned to the South as a princess of the South.

Looking at it this way, the only explanation for the accident must be the arrival of the Queen last night.

With my help, the flaws in Er's soul won't be discovered, so could it be that Er's acting skills are the problem?!

Moen, who was walking on the street, quickly found the crux of the problem.

The holy water of rest can indeed conceal the malice of the soul, but it cannot overcome the flaws in the transmigrator's thinking.

Yes, it must have been the Queen who discovered El's problem. If it had been Hadley and the others, things wouldn't be like this now.

But since the Queen discovered Aier's problem, why did she remain silent and even help cover up the issue of bloodline?

According to the information Moen had, only the Queen could have orchestrated all of this.

But Moen didn't quite understand the Queen's motives.

This is tantamount to the empress causing the empire to split apart.

If El is truly her daughter, Moen can understand why the Queen allowed the Southern Territory to become independent.

The problem is that since the flaw in Er's bloodline was concealed, it can only be that the Empress discovered the truth.

So the Empress knew that Aier was not my daughter; she should even know that Aier was just a time traveler.

In this situation, she should tell Hadley the truth, then keep El by her side and see if she can dig out more information from it.

But it shouldn't have been about helping to cover everything up and allowing El to cause the Southern Territory to become independent.