"Can I know who you are?"
Mozo was silent for a moment and then said:
"It is not the right time yet, but I can swear in the name of Queen Victoria or any other gods and kings you trust that I can be trusted."
This time, Mozo did not add himself. Because this was not the time to play around or distance himself from the people. For these poor survivors, Mozo chose to be sincere.
Looking at the orange mask speaking sincerely in front of him, the old man hesitated for a moment and then laughed self-deprecatingly:
"I don't know why, but I feel like I, like everyone else, have inexplicable trust in you. Maybe this is our inspiration, or maybe this is the will of our ancestors? Never mind. It doesn't matter."
The old man looked up at Mozo and said:
"You want to see the world of paintings in the Louvre, right?"
"Yes."
"That's no problem. I can take you there right now, but you need to get ready first."
"What are you preparing for? Is the Louvre already destroyed?!"
"That's not the case, but I can't say for sure. Well, let's put it bluntly. When our ancestors escaped from the world in the painting, they seemed to have done so in order to avoid the fire that burned the world from spreading. They directly sealed off the entire palace, including the Louvre."
"People who came after me also continued to add stones and seals inside and outside the palace. Maybe that's nothing for the High Sequences, but if you don't have any good ideas, I'm afraid even if all of us use them, it will take several days or even more than half a month to open the road to the Louvre."
The old man's voice sounded somewhat helpless.
Sealing the entire palace, including the Louvre, was the ancestral precept of these survivors, because their ancestors were worried that the terrible fire would spread from the world in the painting and devour the entire old capital.
The sudden world-destroying fire brought great shock and deep-rooted fear to the survivors at that time!
So much so that even after escaping, the survivors sealed off the entire palace, and later people continued to tirelessly block all roads in and out of the palace.
Although the survivors have stopped blocking the palace in recent hundreds of years, they have also not cleared the roads.
After listening to the old man's explanation, Mozo nodded and said:
"Is that so? Please take me there anyway. I think I can clear the way."
Mozo was only a small Sequence 6 at the moment, and although he was preparing to take this opportunity to advance to Sequence 5, even if he really became a Sequence 5, he would not be able to pose much of a threat to the dead end that the survivors had blocked for generations.
But it doesn’t matter, just because Mozo can’t do it at the moment doesn’t mean that Chunbai Libra can’t do it.
There is no high-level blockage involved, so apart from the fact that the project may be large, it should not be difficult.
"Okay, please follow me!"
It was also when Mozo followed the old man to the palace that he suddenly heard a few faint coughs.
Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a little boy with a runny nose.
Regarding Mozo's gaze, the old man said without much concern:
"It's just a simple cold. Don't worry about it. It's a bit cold where we live after all. Not to mention the kids, even adults, unless they are extraordinary, will easily catch a cold."
Mozuoli looked at the spot again before nodding and following the old man away.
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Above the canyon, far away from the orc camp but still able to see the canyon, White Mask and Green Mask were standing here.
After taking a look at the canyon full of orcs, White Mask turned back to Kurt and said:
"Are you here to witness the return of Victoria's capital?"
Kurt scratched his head and said:
"That's a factor, but it's more because I came here with a mission."
"Task?"
White Mask thought Kurt was talking about Mozo's mission. But Kurt said tentatively:
"It's not a mission from the organization, it's a mission from Her Majesty the Queen. No, it's a mission from Her Majesty the Goddess."
"God Isabelle?"
"Yes."
After getting the confirmation, White Mask looked Kurt up and down again and suddenly asked:
"How much do you know about Lord Mozo's identity besides the Purge King?"
"Your Majesty the King of Purge? Isn't he still the Purple Mask of our courtyard?"
Ah. Kurt didn't know that Mozo was also the founder of our courtyard, but why did Mozo, who founded the courtyard, become the king of God Isabel
Was it an accident or intentional
Because it was not a question that could be concluded in a short period of time, the White Mask thought for a moment and then said to Kurt:
"It's still too dangerous for you here. You'd better go back."
"Ah? But. His Majesty's side."
"Your Majesty? Ah, yes, you are still a noble of Loran. Well, but you really shouldn't get involved anymore. How about this, you just follow me here and watch from a distance."
White Mask patted Kurt's shoulder with some sympathy and said so.
At that time, he chose Kurt, a noble of Roland, as the middleman just to make the relationship between Wuxiang Courtyard and Roland Empire closer. But he did not expect that this would make Kurt caught in the middle of the two and he was in a difficult situation.
Kurt did not hear the apology in White Mask's words. He asked in surprise:
"Can I only watch from a distance if I follow you?"
The white mask nodded and said:
"yes."
"But you, aren't you an angel?"
In response to Kurt's astonishment, White Mask shook his head and smiled:
"In the Age of Gods, Sequence Two are not called angels."
"Well, maybe you are right, but even so, aren't you still a big shot?"
The white mask shook his head and laughed again:
"Maybe somewhere else, but not here."
After saying this, White Mask directly clarified the root of the problem for Kurt:
"When I came here, I suddenly noticed that although the orcs were born half-transcendent, I casually saw that several of them had mild coughs, itching, and not-so-obvious fevers."
"Perhaps the orcs themselves have overlooked this because nothing has happened so far, but my friend, do you know? The burned plague garden has come back to life again!"
"You mean the Great Unclean One was not destroyed by the Sun King?"
The White Mask shook his head and said in a serious tone:
"If it were just this, it would be a good thing."
White Mask didn't think that an ordinary Sequence One could escape from the hands of the King and the Two Sacred Trees. And that time, it was obvious that more than one god was involved.
White Mask was very puzzled as to what purpose the Plague God had in placing his last angel in such a dangerous place.
Did the deceased god Buffymors give him a greater benefit, or did he simply miscalculate, or was the 'inevitable death' of the Great Unclean One a script that the evil gods had already predetermined
"Do you suspect that there are even more terrifying things involved? Should we notify the various major churches?"
If it is more terrifying than the Great Unclean One of Sequence One, then it can only be Sequence Zero, right
When he heard Kurt say that he was going to notify the various churches, White Mask changed his usual friendly attitude and turned to Kurt and said seriously:
"Your identity is indeed a problem, but I hope you remember that we are just the audience, and the audience cannot interfere with the stage!"
Kurt was stunned for a moment before he lowered his head and said:
"I will remember your lesson."
"This is not a lesson, my friend. We are equals. I am not qualified to teach you. This is just a friend's advice. Especially you, Kurt. You must make a good choice between the two identities of Loran noble and Green Mask."
"When you can't have the best of both worlds, I hope you'll make a choice you won't regret."
"I am responsible for this, so I will try my best to help you, but Kurt, you must never think that you can always have both!"
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Kurt seemed to understand White Mask's series of advices. He knew what White Mask meant, but whether a person understands a truth is not enough just because he understands its meaning.
For example, Kurt still naively believed that the White Mask was telling him that one day in the future he might need to make a choice between the two identities of a Loran noble and a Green Mask.
In other words, he has to choose one true and only master.
But Kurt didn't know that what the White Mask really wanted to remind him was that what the audience represented was not as simple as it sounded.
Because you never know whether there will come a day when you will change from an audience member to an actor, or you will begin to desire to change the stage in front of you, and you will begin to be dissatisfied with your identity as an audience member.
When this moment comes, it will truly determine whether Kurt is a qualified Green Mask.
The previous generation of Green Mask failed without a doubt. Even though he was an angel, he still failed miserably.
White Mask doesn't want Kurt to follow in his footsteps. This doesn't mean that White Mask wants Kurt to stay in the Phaseless Courtyard forever. White Mask understands those companions who have given up their identity as spectators.
He just didn't want Kurt to choose a path he would regret for the rest of his life.
Mozo had mentioned many times that the blind prophet who was active in the Merchant Alliance was not actually blind. He was also a companion of White Mask.
The other party also encountered such a choice. Unlike the Green Mask, the Blind Prophet who was once the Red Mask chose a completely opposite path from the Green Mask.
Thus he lost his only true follower, thinking he would not regret it, and ended up choosing a higher path, thinking that what he really desired was immortality.
In the end, he lived his life lonely and regretful in front of the elf's tombstone.
Ironically, this has become a rare and good story in the eyes of the world and has been widely praised. To this day, the legendary life of the blind prophet and his beautiful guard is tirelessly performed over and over again in the stage plays of the Merchant Alliance and even Loran and Heather.
But only those involved, such as White Mask, know that this is just an insignificant tragedy of two poor people.
As a companion to the previous Red Mask and Green Mask, the White Mask sincerely advised the other party to choose a path that they would never regret.
But unfortunately, both of them chose the wrong path, and Green Mask took an extremely wrong path.
White Mask doesn't want such a tragedy to happen to the new Green Mask.
It was also when White Mask gave Green Mask a heartfelt warning.
The great shaman in the canyon was walking out of a tent with full of doubts.
This was the nth tent he had seen today. Behind the great shaman stood a few extremely reserved leopard men. One or two of them would occasionally cough slightly.
Such a cough was nothing in their eyes. Orcs were physically strong and were born to be half extraordinary, but that didn't mean they wouldn't get sick.
Although there seem to be a lot of tribesmen falling ill recently, it doesn't seem to be something worth worrying about.
Because they are just very mild symptoms such as cough and fever, you don’t need to do anything special and they will heal on their own in a day or two.
But for the Great Shaman, the constant coughing of his tribesmen made him even more worried.
Saragan is an area ravaged by a supernatural plague!
This might indeed not be a big deal, as many tribesmen believed, because no matter how he checked and silenced his surroundings, he could not find any mystical problems or factors.
It seems that this is just an ordinary and widespread case of acclimatization.
But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst.
The Great Shaman knew that he had taken all these precautions but still couldn't find the problem. Either he was just being suspicious, or...
After taking a deep breath, the Great Shaman found Thrall.
The great shaman, who no longer had any trace of sadness on his face, smiled at Thrall in front of everyone:
"Your Highness, there shouldn't be any major problems here. If possible, I hope you can take your people and one or two demigods to the location marked on the map."
Thrall expressed doubts about the Great Shaman's words:
"Go over there? But this place is about to officially start!"
"Yeah, but what does that mean? The Blue Hand Apostle is indeed very strong, but he is not seven rainbows and he is far away from the spirit world. He won't last long."
"So compared to here, I hope you can go as soon as possible to confirm whether the place marked on the map is still available! And you must know that you are the last descendant of King Mung."
"And such an important place probably cannot be avoided without your bloodline."
The last sentence convinced Thrall. In addition, the other party was a highly respected Great Shaman, so Thrall could only frown and nod: