These big shots are actually me

Mo Zuo didn't realize it until now. The relationship between the Lang family, the North, Luo Lan, and the Queen had been fermented for three hundred years. It was no longer possible to solve it as easily as he had previously imagined.

At first, Mo Zuo thought that the North would not miss the Lang family much. But the reality told him that a branch of the clan could instantly raise the banner of resistance against the tyrant in the north.

When he arrived at Yongquan Castle before, Mozuo took it for granted. Judging from the truth of the year, as long as he and the Queen had discussed it, after successfully taking over the northern territory, he would join forces with the Queen. After issuing a statement announcing the truth of that year to the entire world.

This northern carnival will come to a perfect end.

But. This is so taken for granted.

What the truth was back then is actually not important now, because the old Wolf Lord is really dead, the North has really declared its independence, and the Queen has really pressed the border with her army. Beyond the borders, there are wolves, tigers and leopards everywhere.

In this case, even if Mozo is willing to reveal the truth that he is the Old Wolf Lord, it will probably not help, because Queen Isabelle herself may be able to forgive the treason in the north based on her kindness back then.

But what about others?

What about those royalists who are loyal to the Queen? What about the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms who are afraid of the Butcher? What about those people who are full of confidence and rebel with the ‘Lang Family’? What about those overseas hyenas that are watching covetously?

Treason is not something that can be ended so easily.

Unless the Wolf family is extinct again?

No, no, the Northern Territory hates the royal family extremely because of the death of the old wolf master. Being able to endure it for three hundred years is considered extremely tolerable. If it happens again, I might really fight to the death.

Wait, doesn’t it seem like there’s no chance?

Thinking of the group of men in black robes, Mo Zuo's eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to have found the perfect person to take the blame.

And as long as he operates correctly, he can successfully escape from this increasingly complex dispute. Hide your existence from the sight of many great people.

You can also perform a grand opera that is no longer a dream.

But the best thing is that this grand opera was compiled by Mozzo himself and can become part of his future promotion ceremony!

It’s just that I haven’t had time to get the magic potion recently, and Mozo expressed a certain amount of helplessness about this.

But immediately Mozo handed the unfinished letter in his hand to Miss Knight:

"It's not much, but these will tell you the answer."

Mozo didn't say much on it, but normal people can easily read the truth from it. Because Mozo hoped that the Queen could work with him to reveal to the whole world everything that had been hidden in the past and restore Cromwell's reputation and status after he took over the Northern Territory.

Miss Knight took Mozo's letter with a worried look on her face, and after just one glance, she stared at the various characters on it as if her eyes were being sucked.

After a while, Miss Knight wiped her eyes in disbelief, and then looked at it carefully as if she wanted to press her eyes against the paper.

In the end, she put down the letter a little helplessly. What was the truth back then? ? ?

The Lang family is actually a more loyal and reliable royal party than the Rose family? !

Although the eyes were still full of unbelievable shock, it was obvious that the previous atmosphere between Miss Knight and Mozo had completely disappeared.

After experiencing a brief moment of shock, Miss Knight closed the letter and handed it to Mozo. Then she knelt down on one knee and said to Mozo:

"The Rose family owes you and your family a lot. So please allow me to continue to follow you to protect your safety. I cannot yet offer you my sword, my heart, my body and soul. But. I am willing to swear to you in the name of the Storm King and the goddess Heves that I will defend your safety with my life!"

Miss Knight believed that Mozo would not lie to her, so after knowing part of the truth about that year, she chose such an action to express her attitude.

Verdani first expressed surprise at Miss Knight's sudden abnormality, and then relaxed her hand on the sword hilt with relief.

She didn't know what happened, but she believed in her master and friend Jasmine Windsor.

Mozo smiled and stretched out his hand to pull up Miss Knight.

"Okay, let's get up first, we still have a lot to do."

Since he wants to achieve his goal, Mozo needs to do much more than he thought before.

But the most important thing is to make Heather's group of people willing to step onto his stage.

Mozo already had some concerns about this.

The only regret is that the old fox seems to be dead, otherwise things would be much simpler if he were here.

Because not only will that guy bite his hook, he will also refuse to let go.

The old fox is the most suitable actor for this improvised opera written by Mozzo. It's just a pity that the guy died too early.

If only that guy was still alive, I really hope he was engaging in fake death fraud.

But there's no point thinking about it now. People are dead, so don't talk about them anymore. I still hope that the old fox can cultivate an heir who is smart enough and knows how to bite the hook.

Otherwise, the best operation Mozo can do is to ensure that the North will not go to war with Loland, but cannot prevent Isabel's land from being divided by the Hesse people.

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Among the large northern coalition forces led by Gebe Cromwell. The old man known as Heather's Fox suddenly felt uneasy for a while. His spiritual sense was telling him that something terrible was happening somewhere he couldn't see.

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It was also at this time that the strong man reminded the old man:

"What seems to have happened in the front?"

After the old man followed the sound and looked around, sure enough, a huge colorful crack suddenly appeared in front of Gebu and others who were leading the way with great satisfaction.

Gebu was so startled by such a sudden scene that he almost fell off his horse. If the knight beside him hadn't pulled him up with quick eyes and hands, he would have been thrown to pieces.

But even so, he did not forget to shout loudly for his guards to come forward. It seemed that he thought it was the tyrant's minions who came to assassinate him.

But immediately, Gawain calmed the audience:

"Don't panic. It's just a messenger from the spirit world."

But even so, Gawain still took a few steps forward silently. The spirit world messengers generally do not participate in any battles in the main world, but if someone gives a high-standard sacrifice, the spirit world messengers do not mind using other skills. usefulness.

It's just that because powerful messengers demand a lot, while those who ask for a low price are too weak, there are usually no spiritual messengers attacking others in the main world.

A moment later, a gaunt and long blue giant hand stretched out from the colorful gap.

Seeing this, people with a little knowledge were relieved. It was a very famous existence in the spiritual world - the Blue-Handed Apostle.

No one has seen His true face, they only know that He has countless blue, skinny long hands and can accept thousands of commissions at the same time. Moreover, He himself has a very high status. Although He is not as good as the seven rainbows, He is not far behind.

Most importantly He is known to be 'safe'. It is the main target of sacrifice for most extraordinary people who use communication in the spirit world. Apart from the high fee, there are no other flaws and it has never touched any creature in the main world. Unless some idiot attacks Him first.

After the slender blue hand stretched out, it swayed in the air for a few times, then took out a fire-sealed letter from the void and handed it to Gawain and others.

After Gawain took it, his slender blue hand retracted into the colorful crack. Soon the cracks closed and disappeared.

It was Young Wolf Lord Gebu who felt relieved from this accident and asked Gawain in shock:

"Gao Wenqing, whose letter is that?"

Gawain looked at the envelope in his hand and said with some surprise:

"It was sent by Halls from Fountain Castle."

Demigod Halls? !

This name shocked everyone present. Even if they were overjoyed, could it be that the demigod Halls was willing to support the Young Wolf Lord?

And Gebu, who had always been following the wind and the tide and believed that he was destined to follow his destiny, naturally stood up with his head held high. He asked rather arrogantly:

"Is the Halls demigod planning to submit to me? If so, then he must be well rewarded!"

Gawain did not answer, but opened the letter directly. The moment the fire paint was uncovered, the envelope in Gawain's hand suddenly spontaneously ignited and turned into a column of smoke.

Immediately, the demigod form of Halls appeared in the smoke.

Facing everyone present, the half-god Halls in the smoke looked humbly and regretfully, caressing his chest and said:

"My former colleagues, I need to tell you sincerely that I have found the true descendant of my old master! That noble man's bloodline is by no means comparable to the so-called side branches."

"That is a true pure-blooded descendant! And at this very happy moment, I actually regretfully heard that you have supported Heather's marionette as the Lord of the North!"

"I deeply regret your choice. However, I do not doubt your loyalty to your old master."

"So I will rush to you with the real young master."

"Then the young master will tell you personally who is the real descendant of the Lang family!"

After saying that, Demigod Halls bowed slightly and moved away, allowing Mozo's figure to appear in front of everyone.

"My former colleagues, this is the real blood descendant of the Wolf family! This is the only one qualified to become the Lord of the North!"

At first, everyone was shocked, doubtful, and full of expectations. The true descendant of the Wolf family? Not comparable to side branches?

After Mozo's figure appeared, everyone present fell into an eerie silence. Because except for the soldiers and knights present, the rest of the princes basically knew what Mo Zuo looked like.

Everyone knew that he was the 'confidant' sent by the Queen to the North.

But now you actually tell us that the Queen's cronies are the real Young Wolf masters? ? ?

After the smoke dissipated, all the nobles in the room fell into a huge uproar and panic.

Especially Gebu himself, he fell into an extremely panic, because he found that as Halls's voice continued, the princes and soldiers looked at him with more and more things that made him Deeply disturbing emotions.

That's a question!

He had only enjoyed the power for a few days, and he was never willing to give up such a huge benefit. But he really didn't know what he should say or do in this situation to keep his position.

Fortunately, at this time, the old man's voice suddenly sounded in his heart: 'Just recite it after me. Don't panic, this is just a conspiracy from a tyrant! ’

Gebu, who had grasped the backbone, immediately followed and shouted loudly regardless of it:

"Hols himself is dissatisfied with my identity, and now the tyrant's army is approaching. If we are held back by this Hols and that tyrant's cronies."

"What if that tyrant launches an attack in advance and breaches our border? This is a conspiracy! It's a huge conspiracy!"

"Soldiers and knights, don't believe this vicious lie that disturbs our thoughts! Follow me, follow your true master to defend the North! Defend your home!"

A few words completely suppressed the thoughts of everyone below, or in other words, the lower-level soldiers and the knights who were middle-level officers.

They raised their weapons and shouted:

"Defend our home!"

"Follow the Young Wolf Master!"

"We will not be deceived by this tyrant's conspiracy!"

"Young Wolf Master is wise!"

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Seeing that the situation was gradually getting better, Gebu also showed a satisfied look while riding on his horse. And I sighed in my heart that Heise people are still reliable!

It was these few words that made some princes who were originally dissatisfied with Gebu look surprised, thinking that they might have misjudged him. But more than anything, they were thinking about whether Halls' letter was true or false?

The old man also showed a relaxed smile on his face after seeing that the situation was stable. On the other hand, he revealed a huge murderous intention in his heart.

Whatever the truth, Mozo Crane must die!

Mozo, who was riding a giant wolf and galloping on the other side, was also silently counting the time. Then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

What he was letting out was a bright card. If the Hesse people really had big plans and good brains, then it would be impossible for them not to take the bait!

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At least he needs to be prevented from appearing so as not to ruin the battle between the North and Loland.

Mozo knew very well that if the Hesse people got involved, they would definitely try their best to plunge the Northern Territory and the royal family into a protracted civil war.

That way, whatever they want to do will be very simple.

So regarding the variable Mozo, as long as the opponent has a normal mind, he will definitely find a way to eliminate or stop him. And in this way, the other party will encounter his first 'surprise'.

But up to this point, it was just the first move. Mozo had other plans for them. The only thing that was a bit uncertain was that Mozo didn't know if the opponent was smart enough to see the 'context' clearly. people.

Thinking of this, Mozo couldn't help but sigh again. The old fox really died too early. If he were here, he would definitely be the best supporting actor!

After shaking his head, Mozo said to Verdani who was holding his waist behind him:

"Hold tight, we're going to speed up!"

After saying that, the red wolf riding on his crotch suddenly increased his speed, making the surrounding scenery that was already rapidly retreating even more unclear.

It might be the first time to ride a giant wolf, or it might be the first time to ride such a fast mount. In short, after the giant wolf accelerated for a moment, Verdani not only hugged Mozo tightly unconsciously, but also pushed herself His head was gently placed on Mo Zuo's shoulder.

He didn't say a word, just enjoying his master's back quietly and slightly greedily.

Seeing Mozo speeding up, the other red wolf shrugged excitedly, and then ran even more cheerfully regardless of Audrey's exclamations on his back.

Miss Knight didn't react much to the red wolf's acceleration. She didn't hate Audrey, and she also understood that Verdani was Mozzo's contracted knight.