"You, forget it, partner, how do you feel now?"
Mozo nodded, looked at the starry sky outside the window and said:
"Don't worry if you laugh at me, I don't know whether I feel good or nervous right now. But at least I know what I have to do."
"I still hope in my heart that I'm wrong, but at least it won't affect what I'm going to do."
As he was talking, Mozo looked at the pure white balance with a very subtle look.
The other party immediately asked:
"What are you looking at me for?"
Mozo immediately frowned and asked:
"Partner, have you ever participated in the war between the Bitter Cold Land and the Monger Dynasty?"
The pure white balance is not Mozzo's patent. If someone had obtained it before, it would definitely be possible to use it to accomplish some incredible things.
But unfortunately, Chun Bai Ping directly denied it:
“This is my first time here.”
"Is that so? Are you sure that someone didn't use you and then made a wish for you to forget this history?"
"Well, it's not impossible? How about you try making a wish? You have a lot of stuff in your stomach anyway!"
Mozo nodded immediately and made a deal with a secret ancient magic.
But the answer is still no.
In other words, apart from the fact that the other party paid a staggering price, Chunbai Libra definitely had no involvement in this matter.
After putting down the Pure White Balance with regret, Mozo also planned to go to bed.
He will contact the rebels early tomorrow morning and give them the garrison intelligence he has obtained.
After that, all we have to do is wait patiently for the victory festival to arrive.
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Inside the Hebron Palace when Marquis Bill and others were attacking each other.
The study and bedroom that should have belonged to Grand Duke Hebron had never been used by him.
Because everything here belongs to Queen Hazel Carol.
The Duchy of Hebron was indeed promised independence by Carol himself.
But how could Carol actually give up the richest land in Hazel's territory
The so-called independence is nothing more than a vanity project.
At first, Carol was worried that the successor Duke of Hebron would be as creepy as that man.
But fortunately, she was just overthinking. For a family to have a character like Aragorn Isildur was already using up all their luck.
The subsequent Dukes of Hebron were really just a bunch of pigs who only knew how to enjoy themselves.
But it's just as well this way, the more piggy they are, the more "orthodox" it is for Hebron to be led by Hazel.
After sending away the Duke of Hebron, whose name Carol had almost forgotten, Carol returned to his own study.
Her servant told her that Bill had found a lot of useful things.
Although Carol had a hunch that Marquis Bill would take the opportunity to suppress his enemy faction, he would only do so if he really found the rebels.
The nobles under Carol were bad, but they were also very capable and knew their limits.
Because in order to drag a behemoth like Hazel forward, it requires not only interests, but also talents!
Therefore, Carol was also prepared to participate in court affairs remotely.
But when she came to the study, she saw Sanchez sitting in her seat.
After raising his eyebrows slightly.
Carol knelt on one knee and said obediently:
"Good morning, respected God Sanchez!"
Sanchez also put down the book in his hand, clasped his hands and smiled:
"Good morning, pathetic kinslayer. Ugh, maybe I should call you the terrible king-slayer?"
Carol bowed his head deeply.
332 Sanchez's ambition!
Seeing her like this, Sanchez continued to smile:
"Although it's unlikely, I really thought that you had no idea what you had done. After all, considering your status, this is an unimaginable felony and blasphemy."
"Now it seems that I was overthinking it."
Carroll did not respond to Sanchez's words, but just lowered his head even lower.
Prophets don't need evidence; they know everything naturally.
There is no point in arguing, refuting, etc. When the other party speaks, everything is already decided and the only thing left is the result.
And this result is still unknown only to Carroll.
Because Sanchez must know what he wants. It's just that Carol doesn't know what he wants, but it doesn't matter much, after all, Carol has no room to refuse.
Sanchez walked up to Carroll and said in amazement:
"I understand your desire to ascend to the throne, but what I cannot understand is whether a mere throne is really worth it? After all, you committed the serious crime of assassinating the king!"
"Compared to the others, the throne is definitely worth it, but what you did is really incomprehensible to me."
These words seemed to give Carol other thoughts. She raised her head slightly and was about to speak.
Sanchez interrupted her with a smile:
"You don't have to tell me. I don't need to know your reasons, whether you are stupid or for some other reason. It's not necessary anyway."
Given Carol's status at the time, Sanchez didn't think it would be difficult for her to assassinate the king. After all, who would be on guard against a "little sister"
It was just that Sanchez was very surprised that Carroll could clear himself so thoroughly after successfully stabbing the queen.
Sanchez had a hunch that there were definitely a lot of things hidden here.
But he didn't plan to go any deeper. This was not the reason why he came here.
There is no need to get involved in other troubles.
The reason why Sanchez made such a statement earlier was to vent his curiosity. It was also to imply that Carol knew there was a problem, but he didn't want to go into it any further.
As expected, Carol immediately lowered his head again and said:
"I see."
Sanchez smiled and continued to sit back in the seat that once belonged to Carroll and said:
"I came here to negotiate a deal with you. The price of the deal is my confidentiality. Don't bear a grudge against me. After all, this is the convenience of being a prophet. And you can only blame yourself for choosing this path."
Carol was silent for a moment and then continued:
"I see."
"very good."
"How many orcs do you have?"
After hearing this somewhat unexpected question, Carroll couldn't help but look up at Sanchez.
But she quickly lowered her gaze again and said:
"I don't know the exact number either. I'm sorry, God Sanchez."
"Oh, what a surprise, isn't this your main source of income, Hazel?"
"Yes, but I only asked in general terms."
"That's right. After all, you are a small queen and you are very busy! Do you know the approximate number?"
"About three million. And if it's the entire diocese, I estimate there will be around ten million orcs."
After hearing this number, Sanchez was quite surprised and straightened his body slightly.
"Let's not talk about the 10 million in the entire Victory Parish. There are 3 million orcs in your Hazel alone? Are you sure you are not mistaken?"
Even during the Mong Dynasty, three million orcs was not a small number. In today's era when all the orc tribes are gradually dying out, this is simply an astronomical figure!
But Carol said affirmatively:
"That's right, and this is just my conservative estimate. The actual number should be much higher. After all, if we don't guarantee their number, it will be difficult for our business to be stable."
"What an absurd yet true truth!"
This answer is so absurd, yet so true.
"Since you already have a sufficient number of orcs within your ranks, why do you always go looking for trouble with them? Don't tell me that you are really following the will of the goddess."
"Because we need fresh blood, and we also need to make sure that the surrounding orc forces do not exceed expectations."
"Ah, you have to harvest regularly after breeding at designated locations? That really fits my stereotype of you."
Carroll looked up at Sanchez and asked:
"Our actions are not strange, but why do you, such a distinguished being, care about these things?"
Sanchez clasped his hands and said:
"I originally thought you didn't have many orcs to give me, but I didn't expect you to have so many. I won't ask for more. Three million orcs, I only want one million!"
"As for the reason, I don't need to tell you the reason. What do you think?"
"If you agree, our deal is done. If you disagree, I won't make things difficult for you, but I think Goddess Victory won't think so."
Carol frowned at these words. One million orcs, even she had a hard time making a decision on this number.
"You can think about it more. I am very patient!"
Carol is one of the top members of the Victory faith. Even if the goddess Victory is corrupt, Sanchez doesn't want to make the relationship too rigid.
Moreover, it was in his best interest to keep Carol intact and unharmed.
As for why Sanchez asked for such a large number of orcs, it was because Sanchez placed his hope of completing the ritual on the orcs' treasure hoard.
Sanchez is not quite sure what King Mung has placed in it, but he believes that the thing mentioned in his first prophecy must be in the orcs' treasure house!
After all, he had already roughly explored the Victory Church and found nothing.
Therefore, Sanchez is certain that his hope lies in the treasure trove left by King Mung to the orcs!
Therefore, with millions of tribesmen, it is a considerable amount no matter whether it is used for trading or negotiation.
As for why they didn't just go and rob that group of orcs who were already insignificant.
This is another thought of Sanchez.
The reputation of the prophets is already too bad. Sanchez, who had finally killed his own god, wanted to change his reputation from the bottom of his heart.
The problem is that Sanchez doesn't want to target the king, which is his weak spot, so he turns his attention to the orcs who need help the most.
Orcs today are indeed easily bullied by everyone, but Sanchez feels that there are many business opportunities and potentials in the orcs!
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And the most important thing is that everything is under control now!
It is true that this carries the risk of offending Victory, but in today's world, if Sanchez wants to develop enough believers as his anchor, he cannot avoid offending the other old gods.
Therefore, Sanchez set his sights on the orcs.
Since I'm going to offend other gods anyway, I might as well choose an orc who is currently in a state of corruption and is the focus of attention of everyone.
If everything goes well, he can not only become a true god with the help of King Monger's treasure house, but also gain the orcs, a race with great potential, as his own subordinates.
Furthermore, the extremely difficult task of taking back what the world had lost and thus changing the world's pattern made Sanchez feel uneasy about placing all his hopes on King Mung's treasure house.
If the things inside are not quite up to standard, it doesn’t matter. As long as the things in the treasury can meet the premise of getting back what was lost in this world, it will be fine.