"Mozo? I remember he was the Northern Duke of the Loran people. Didn't he die? Was he disguised as the Faceless Man? No, he faked his death?!"
"I don't know, but since he has stopped the Majesty's private soldiers and now has caused us this, there is no need to think too much. Go down and meet him!"
This instantly won the approval of the other two high lords.
"Child, take your boat down, we want to see this immortal little wolf."
The captain immediately took the order and retreated.
Soon, the airship carrying the High Lord and Lola Liss landed smoothly in front of Mozo.
The three high lords walked down first, followed by Laura Liz and the maid with a mocking look on her face.
As for the latter, Mozo pretended not to see it. When the people from the Iron Bank were not doing business, they could just pretend not to see it.
Three high lords stood in front of Mozo. Although their heights were roughly the same, the arrogance of the elves and the noble status of the high lords made people feel as if they were looking down on everything.
However, as the three high lords watched, they felt that something was not right.
They couldn't say what was wrong specifically, but they just said that unconsciously, they slowed down their arrogance and scrutiny.
After looking Mozo up and down for a few times, the leading high lord said to Mozo:
"Hello, the Northern Duke of Loran. Or should I call you Mr. Faceless? After all, as far as I know, you are dead and cannot be dead anymore."
The other party's tone was very elf-like. It was a tone of naked arrogance yet elegance. This was a magical skill that Mozo had tried to imitate many times after leaving the elves, but he could never do it.
And from the other party's tone, Mozo roughly understood that they guessed that the young wolf master faked his death. But they probably didn't guess that the old wolf master was the young wolf master.
Otherwise, given the elves' temper towards humans, they would definitely say to him with more pride and curiosity:
'Hello, Lord Protector of Loran, you are so wonderful to play the role of an entire family! But can I ask why you want to perform such a weird drama?'
What a pity, Eisman (the name of the leading high lord), you only guessed the second layer of my nesting doll!
After roughly understanding the other party's grasp on him, Mozo smiled sincerely:
"You are the elder, please do as you please."
High Lord Esman, an elf who has lived from the Age of Gods to the present, can indeed be considered an elder. He has even lived longer than many gods.
After all, the gods from the Age of Gods to the present really like to torture themselves to death...
As for those who were not so noisy, such as Esman, who was a high-sequence immortal, they basically lived peacefully until now.
Esman shook his head in amusement, then looked at Mozo with a sullen expression and said:
"Alright, little wolf from the north. I need you to explain what the hell is going on?!"
As he spoke, Esman turned slightly and glanced at the golden ocean that was still spreading out behind him.
Regarding this matter, Mozo also smiled and said:
"I don't understand what you are talking about. Shouldn't we ask the twin sacred trees standing tall on the earth?"
The smile on Esman's face completely disappeared. He walked forward and looked straight at Mozo in front of him and said:
"Don't be so cunning, you sly wolf. You know what I'm asking."
The Two Sacred Trees had never acted like this before, and the elves believed that it was definitely the wolf cub in front of them who had done something.
So Eisman quickly made the point clear.
Seeing that the other party was still the same as before, Mozo's eyes flashed with a trace of emotion, and then he leaned over and whispered in the other party's unhappy face:
“We are the audience, we are the witnesses.”
After hearing this, Esman's expression changed, and he whispered:
"Are you from Wuxiang Courtyard?!"
"Yes, Master Esman, I am here on behalf of the courtyard to fulfill a promise we made that year!"
Mozo knew that the master craftsman Daedalus did not have a second counterfeit crown. So when the Queen helped to cover up the Green Angel Disaster, it would be easy for the concerned elves to see the problem.
But that doesn't matter.
Having witnessed countless hidden formless courtyards can explain all this!
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But what Mozzo did not expect was that the excuse he prepared for himself had a new explanation when it fell into Esman's ears.
As an elf from the same period as Hera and even the Sun, and also a member of the High Lords, Esman naturally knew about the prophecy sent by Sanchez and the preparations for the return of the Sun.
So when the people from Wuxiang Courtyard appeared and said this, many thoughts suddenly appeared in Eisman's mind.
But he still asked:
"How can I confirm your identity?"
This is inevitable, no one will believe others based on one sentence. So Mozo had already prepared the corresponding proof - the purple streamer mask.
Wuxiang Courtyard was founded by Mozo, so Mozo naturally has a way to get all the masks into his own hands. He can even directly choose the nine paths in Wuxiang Courtyard to get them for free.
But there is no need to elaborate on the reasons. The currently known ways are either to rely on one's own enemies or the goddesses, or even simply their ways, which Mozo really dare not take.
So we have to take a new approach.
Seeing the purple mask that the other party took out, Esman also completely believed Mozo's words. He had seen the purple mask of Wuxiang Courtyard several times, and this was undoubtedly the real thing. Moreover, the mask of Wuxiang Courtyard could only be owned by the owner of the mask.
No one else can do this. Even the Green Angel himself had his green mask stripped off after betraying the Courtyard. Otherwise, Kurt, that guy who was not sure whether he was unlucky or lucky, would not have taken the green mask at the beginning.
After a little thought, he asked:
"So it was His Majesty who asked you to come here? Did His Majesty reach some kind of agreement with you?"
Mozo smiled and said:
"It is true that the Sun King reached an agreement with us, so we came here."
If there had not been an agreement with the Sun King, the doubts in the Green Angel Disaster would have been unexplained.
This answer made Esman feel that there should be nothing wrong with his idea. The prophets sent the stone tablet of the return of the sun, and all the elves were working hard to fulfill the prophecy.
But at this juncture, people from the Wuxiang Courtyard got involved again. And they came here after reaching some agreement with His Majesty.
This doesn't seem to need too much elaboration. Wuxiang Courtyard should have agreed to help His Majesty return. Even if not, it should be something related to it, otherwise they would not come here at this time.
As for whether Wuxiang Courtyard was deceiving him, Eisman felt that they were not, because Wuxiang Courtyard was a gathering of audiences, and the audience would not deceive actors. This has been a consensus since ancient times. Unless they completely don't want to be in the group, otherwise, Wuxiang Courtyard, an organization that is inherently disgusting by its nature, would not have survived to this day.
Even if all of them achieved angel status, it would be impossible because what they did was against the will of the world.
In a sense, Wuxiang Courtyard and Iron Bank are actually quite similar.
Although they all have their reasons for existence, they must also adhere to certain bottom lines.
Otherwise, both the Iron Bank protected by the gods and the extremely mysterious Formless Courtyard will become history and the past in the blink of an eye, but there may also be new existences to replace their functions.
After all, the Iron Vault that guarantees wealth and the Formless Courtyard that guarantees secrecy are both necessary to exist.
At least through their years of hard work, they have made the world accept their necessity.
As long as they don't do something that they shouldn't do, everyone is happy to accept their existence because it is beneficial to themselves or to the future.
And then there are those nasty eyes hidden within Rivendell.
So in order to avoid any surprises and confirmation, Eisman asked:
"The annoying eyes are hiding at the foot of the sacred tree. Will this hinder your actions?"
A group of cultists with obvious evil intentions could not be compared with the Wuxiang Courtyard, which had proved its reliability through years of actions. So Eisman directly stated their existence to prevent the purple mask of Wuxiang Courtyard from making mistakes due to insufficient information.
After all, they were here to help His Majesty recover. If something went wrong with them, His Majesty would probably have problems too.
This is something Eisman didn't want to see.
Ra is excellent, and the high lords also recognize that. However, the elves still hope that the sun can return.
Because Ra cannot replace the sun.
The elves have lost the sun for too long.
The sacred tree does protect the elves and their land, but without the sun, the elves will still live like a stagnant pool of water.
Thanks to Esman, it was his words that made Mozo react immediately.
Those annoying eyes are in Rivendell
Are those prophets hiding in the Sacred Tree Forest? And judging from what Esman said, are these guys discussing with the elves how to revive the Sun King? A group of cultists will naturally not get up early without benefits. And the matter that can be counted as the resurrection of the king plus the ability of the prophet.
I understand now. This group of people want to use the elves to prepare the ceremony for the Sun King's return, and then take over the Sun King's resurrection ceremony and turn it into that guy's return ceremony!
No wonder the Pure White Libra gave such a divination. It turns out that you guys are hiding in there and plotting against me!
But you guys would never guess that I'm not dead.
After roughly guessing the whole story, Mozo felt deeply that he was safe, but he still had to be careful if these guys were plotting against him.
Before Sequence Zero of the Prophet lost the Four Gods War and was exiled, these guys, regardless of their size, loved stirring up the storm, because it could speed up the "digestion" of the potion. And thanks to their powerful abilities, they were able to succeed almost every time. If it weren't for this, the extraordinary people of the Prophet Path wouldn't have been called out by everyone after the main god was exiled. After all, their abilities are actually very practical.
It was because these people were too troublesome. So many forces would rather turn them into useless seals and send them to hell. Of course, this was also largely related to the fact that the only protector of the prophet was exiled. Otherwise, they who had mastered the power of prophecy would not be suppressed so easily.
Without his protector, and not treated kindly by fate, he was destined to be a street rat.
But that's also why these people will go crazy trying to welcome back the asylum seekers!
Fortunately, I still have the alias of Wuxiang Courtyard. With this alias, I should be able to easily sneak into the Sacred Tree Forest and get the help of the elves.
In this way, I can at least take a lot of initiative.
By the way, I don’t know how he is doing now.
The dream opera from the Sun King era was a very distant memory for Mozo. If it weren't for the help of the Nameless Book, Mozo felt that he would not be able to remember much about it.
But even so, Ra and the Twin Sacred Trees still occupy a considerable share in Mozo's memory.
Needless to say, the Twin Sacred Trees, without which the Sun King would not exist. If it were just Mozo himself, he would never have been able to make any progress in the early Age of Gods to which the Sun King belonged.
As for La, Mozo's greatest memory of La, apart from his beautiful singing voice and soft knees, was the fact that without La supporting him from behind, the Sun King would not have had an easy job.
There are many things a king needs to do.
The Sun King is also different from other "characters". The gods of the Sun King are the Twin Sacred Trees, but the Twin Sacred Trees are not gods in the conventional sense. They basically don't care about anything...
It is impossible for Mozo to spend all his time dealing with government affairs. Life during the day is hard enough, and having to deal with official documents at night is too torturous.
Dream opera is Mozzo's way of relaxing himself and rewarding himself, not a punishment to torture his spirit.
Therefore, La’s existence is very necessary!
An administrative genius who can properly execute any whimsical decrees is a supreme gift from heaven!
Of course, the most important thing is that he is hardworking and never complains!
Obviously, in other dream operas, even the goddesses or queens would complain to me, so that I had to take out my precious dream time to play government games or couple games with them.
But it's different with La. As the Sun King, Mozzo can go wild as he wants, because La will help him clean up everything.
Since La, Mozo has never met a secretary as useful as La in Dream Opera.
By the way, if it was La, would he guess that there was something wrong with my identity
Mozo remembered that he seemed to often speak ill of Wuxiang Courtyard in front of La, because he wanted to completely distinguish between the Sun King and Wuxiang Courtyard.
And he set himself up as the king who hated Wuxiang Courtyard. At least that was the case in La.
In this case, maybe La would think of something
But it shouldn't be a big problem. No one said that you can't cooperate with others if you hate them. The adult world is dirty!
After feeling that there was no big problem, Mozo said to Esman:
"I see. If that's the case, I hope you can help conceal my identity, at least so that those annoying eyes can't see me."
Even the most powerful prophet cannot know everything, otherwise they would not have lost the battle of the four gods.
Eisman immediately stated:
"Please rest assured that your identity will not be known to anyone else."
After getting Esman's affirmation, Mozo looked at the slaves behind him and asked:
"So what is your decision, slave workers?"
Esman then looked at the quiet slaves and said: