These big shots are actually me

Why did he feel something was wrong?

"We are sure, my lord, that those cultists are people in the prophet's path, and judging from the traces, they have been wandering around the Saragan caravan disguised as a slave-catching team."

"Disguised Saragan slave-catching team?"

Gawain was a little confused.

"Yes, my lord, according to our tracing, those people came from the Saragan area, a total of thirty-one people, five extraordinary ones, two mid-sequences and three low-sequences. The rest are also They are experienced Saragan veterans who have experienced many fierce battles! They are a very elite and powerful team!"

"Then why are they said to be a group? Shouldn't this be a group of invisible light cultists hiding around the Saragan slave-catching team to attract attention to each other?"

"We thought so at first, but we found this where Miss Hepburn was kidnapped!"

As he said this, a knight presented a scroll.

After Gawain opened it doubtfully, his pupils suddenly shrank:

"Advance towards the wolf's castle. The angel of the Lord will divert the evil wolves for you. You will meet the lamb, which represents luck. Take the lamb forward and go to where it should go! By then, you will also get what you deserve. Everything!”

"I know this handwriting, Sanchez, the infamous Sanchez, the last prophetic angel in the world. This guy actually dares to extend his claws and claws on the head of the Wolf family!"

As a high-ranking person who has guarded the North for many years, Gawain naturally knows the notes and origins of many famous figures.

So after he recognized whose note it was, he clenched his fists and roared:

"Let me investigate with all my strength! I must make these damn cultists pay with blood!"

"Please rest assured, my lord, our colleagues have determined the route of the airship. Their destination is south of Heather. We will definitely bring Miss Hepburn back safely!"

-

The airship that was originally scheduled to go to the south of Heise had now changed its course and diverted to Nuremberg without anyone noticing under the skillful operation of the captain.

This allowed them to bizarrely avoid being pursued by the Northerners.

It also succeeded in making destiny go towards Sanchez and the Sequence Zero prophecy.

The captain, who had already decided to take advantage of others, continued his daily sailing without any tension.

It was also the 'normality' of these two days that made the Saragan people gradually relax their vigilance.

However, Saragan's team leader has been a little unhappy these past two days, because the prophecy book he has been keeping close to him has disappeared. That was the prophecy given to him by a prophet he met by chance when the Great Unclean One was raging.

Because there was a lot of mystery in it, he left Saragan and came to the north according to the instructions of the prophecy, heading towards the wolf's castle mentioned in the prophecy.

As a result, he was also lucky enough to catch a precious elf on the road, and even later got lucky enough to catch Audrey.

This made him more and more convinced of the prophecy, but the problem was that such a precious prophecy book was inexplicably lost!

This made him very uneasy at first, after all, the prophecy also mentioned evil wolves. However, as the past few days went smoothly, he gradually relaxed his vigilance, thinking that he should be rescued by the angel of the Lord invisibly.

What he has to do now is to sell the elves and live the prosperous life he deserves!

Thinking like this, his body seemed to feel numb.

I couldn't help but lazily sat on the deck. Wait, how could I be so relaxed all of a sudden? I obviously wouldn't be so casual before, right?

Suddenly, the team leader realized something was wrong.

But it was too late, because he was no longer sitting on the deck, but collapsed directly on the deck.

It was also at this time that he saw the captain in the haze shaking the incense in his hand with sarcastic eyes.

Turns out it’s not food or assassination, but a perfumer? !

Although the leader's consciousness gradually became chaotic, he quickly understood the key.

In order to avoid being unlucky in the past two days, they have been eating the food and water they brought with them, and even taking turns taking breaks. But I didn't expect that the other party's method was to breathe...

The team leader doesn't feel bad if he loses on this, because this is indeed something he can't avoid. It's just that he doesn't understand.

Didn’t the prophecy say that he would avoid the wolves because of the angel of the Lord? Doesn't he deserve everything he deserves?

In this confusion and confusion, the leader's eyes completely darkened.

The captain who used incense to knock down an elite slave-catching team walked up to the leader with great joy. He kicked the leader first to confirm that he had really fainted, and then said to the crew with disdain. :

"Okay, pick them off and throw them off the boat!"

Following the eager actions of the crew, the captain also walked to the deck and looked at the Saragans below, which had grown smaller and smaller and disappeared completely. After he couldn't help but whistle, the captain took it out from his arms. I got a scroll that was similar to that of the leader but seemed to be earlier.

"Just wait, the gift that represents the future will be automatically delivered to you by the fools. At that time, please bring this rich gift to the noble people. In this way, you will see unparalleled rewards!"

Looking at the prophecy scroll in his hand, the captain couldn't help but scratch his head and said:

"I almost forgot about this stuff. Hey, it turned out to be quite accurate!"

This was something given to him by a man wearing a half-mask who claimed to be a prophet many years ago when he was just a crew member.

It was so long ago that he almost forgot about it, but after hearing the team leader say he was looking for a scroll yesterday, he remembered it again.

Although this thing seems to be an afterthought now, but since it was accurate so many years ago, doesn't this mean that he is going to make a profit? !

So the captain whistled and walked to the cabin and lifted the cover of the prison car.

Then he and Audrey looked at each other with wide eyes.

Why is there only one elf? ? ?

Why was it replaced? ? ?

But the elf kept sleeping for some reason. No matter how Audrey called her in the past two days, there was no response.

-

As the elves approach, even Nuremberg, which was once extremely prosperous, is now falling into an unspeakable depression.

Many refugees huddled fearfully and uneasily under the eaves of the already overcrowded street corners. The rest left Nuremberg early and rushed to Feilengcui to seek refuge.

Of course, in addition to this, there were more soldiers coming from all over the place, moving around and moving around inside.

In order to resist the invasion of elves, Nuremberg was the place where the Merchant Alliance invested the most.

Although the many previous failures have greatly damaged the confidence of the merchant alliance soldiers, with the influx of more and more supplies and troops, they still feel that they can fight the elves.

In the newly erected temporary dock, the hooded Mozo quietly followed the crowd to Nuremberg.

After taking a look at the depressed scenery around him, Mozzola lowered the brim of his hat and started moving in the intended direction. He planned to wait until Laura Lisi started to interact with the elves before taking action.

Because according to the elves' habits, when discussing alliances with distinguished guests, they will not take the initiative to launch any attacks.

The Merchant Alliance, which had been deceived by the elves, was even more unlikely to take the opportunity to attack. They needed time to maintain and repair their defense lines.

So no matter what he wants to do at that time, it is the best time.

Otherwise, Mozo would not want to advance under gunfire.

After wandering around, Mozo found a tavern that still had spare rooms. As soon as he entered, Mozo regretted coming here.

There are all mercenaries here who are eating and drinking.

Mozo knew that the Merchant Alliance was constantly asking for help from neighboring countries in order to cope with the elves' attacks, but because of its bad reputation and collapse, no neighboring countries were willing to help.

Therefore, the rich and well-oiled nobles of the merchant alliance recruited mercenaries with high salaries. Regardless of whether these people are useful or not, they have all been recruited.

The mercenaries who were just exchanging their heads for money would definitely not miss this opportunity, not to mention that if they could catch one or two elves through the war, they would make a lot of money.

But this group of people is also meant to cause trouble and be troublesome.

It is common practice for them to kill people if they disagree. After all, mercenaries during wartime often use alcohol to numb their frightened hearts. It is not strange for people who drink too much to do anything.

Mozuo immediately wanted to quit, but as he was leaving, he suddenly heard a drunken mercenary complaining:

"Earlier today, I was still rushing on the road! Suddenly, dozens of people fell from the sky. Mom, they almost killed me!"

"Looking closely, I see a bunch of Saragans who have been stripped of all their money!"

At that time, a bunch of suicide bombs flew down from the sky, which scared him half to death!

Upon hearing this, the mercenary beside him immediately thought about it and said:

"Sarkans? Or did they fall from the sky? So they must have been hacked!"

Another mercenary also said seriously:

"That's right, I probably boarded an unreliable boat, and then I was discovered to have caught a big fish, and ended up being blamed!"

This kind of thing is rare but not uncommon.

So the mercenaries just listened and let it go. But Mo Zuo was immediately interested.

Not long ago, Gawain informed him that Audrey had been kidnapped. One of the group of people was from Saragan.

Although Mo Zuo was anxious at that time, he had no good solution. He could only believe that Gawain and the others could solve the problem smoothly.

But what happened here today made Mo Zuo's face look strange.

Audrey was wearing a lucky bracelet, and even though he had tricked her to death last time, Audrey was still sent to him in a strange way by the lucky bracelet.

This time Audrey was involved in so many things and things.

But he also heard that a Saragan man was suspected of being gang-raped...

After rubbing his brows, Mozzo pulled up his hood and walked up to the group of mercenaries.

"Everyone, can you tell me in detail? Don't worry, the drinks are mine!"

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The mercenaries on the table looked at Mozo curiously. Then the mercenary who told the news before looked at Mozo's small body and grinned.

Deliberately lifting up his clothes to reveal his thick arms and sword, he said:

"Not everyone can drink together."

Mozo shrugged and placed a Duze gold coin and a revolver on the table.

Looking at these two things, the mercenary's arrogance was reduced a lot. At first, the man put down his clothes and asked:

"Are you from Duze?"

The People of Light may not be that big of a figure, but the People of Light who can casually take out a gold coin and a gun to talk to them should take it easy.

Mozo pushed the gold coin forward without denying or admitting it:

"Can you talk to me now?"

After hesitating for a moment, the mercenary accepted the Duze gold coin and said:

"Of course, but you may be disappointed, because although what I encountered is outrageous, it doesn't seem to be of much use. Because those Saragan people have all turned into flesh, if it weren't for their brown skin and loose clothes that are very conspicuous , I’m not even sure it’s a group of Saragans!”

"And all their money and belongings have been stripped away in advance, and they didn't even leave me a knife!"

The mercenary looked very angry when he said this. He was almost beaten to death on the spot but didn't get anything. He was really annoyed.

But if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to get a Duze gold coin.

Mozo nodded and then asked:

"Did you see the direction that the airship that dropped these Saragans came from and where it was going?"

The mercenary recalled it carefully before saying:

"Southwest, that airship is coming from the southwest! As for where it is going, to be honest, I think it is Nuremberg!"

Then Mozo asked the other party a few more questions, and after the other party answered them one by one, Mozo once again left a Duze gold coin as reward and left.

The southwest direction is the direction of the north. The Saragans and the missing Audrey and 1-86.

Although there is no conclusive evidence yet, these alone are enough for Mozo to take action. According to the characteristics provided by the mercenary.

Mozo judged that it was an ordinary civilian airship, and it should be a very old model, such as the Horn Witch type manufactured by Lorraine or the Harrier type manufactured by Heather. At the same time, take into account the identity of the other party's smuggling boat.

If this airship were to settle in Nuremberg, it would not go to a temporary dock, but to a large dock that was still open to the public, because old smuggling airships that landed in the wild all year round are prone to malfunctions and require frequent maintenance. The temporary dock does not have this capability.

So, what about a large shipyard that is currently being developed outside of military control?

After Mozo thought for a while, he called for a carriage at a high price and rushed to the No. 7 dock in the north of the city.

Even more fortunately, he happened to see an old-fashioned Harrier-type airship here.

The other party happened to be doing maintenance!

Looking left and right, Mozo easily sneaked into the staff room of the shipyard with his extraordinary physique. A moment later, Mozo, who put on repairman clothes, entered the Kitesur airship in a very reasonable manner.

Mozo, who was pretending to be doing maintenance, put his hand on the airship and started writing a book.