Hearing these words, Mozo shuddered and suddenly remembered where he was!
Jungle Town!
The wooded town where John Connor, who was not yet a saint, lived in his early years!
It was precisely because he did not embark on the extraordinary path that he did not even know that he had bought a real God doll, so he was able to rise up and become Saint John!
It was also because of this incident that Mozo, who began to be afraid of dolls, shifted his interest from collecting dolls to touching cute little animals.
Later on...
The great saint John Connor, who is not afraid of puppets, meets a witch who looks like a large red fox in Harris but is actually wearing a beast cloak...
Once again, he loosened his collar, which had already become so loose that it couldn't be looser.
Mozo followed the direction he remembered and walked towards his house in Milin Town.
Looking at the house surrounded by a dozen municipal gendarmes, Mozo didn't know whether he should go in or not.
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After hesitating for a moment on the street, Mozo finally took his first step.
As a demigod, he naturally had countless ways to bypass the municipal gendarmes outside the door without being noticed.
As for whether or not one can avoid the person who set up this stage, one certainly cannot avoid it.
After casually hanging his top hat on the hanger at the door, Mozo slowly looked at everything inside the house.
It's a very magical feeling, a mixture of familiarity and strangeness.
After opening his mouth unconsciously, Mozo took a deep breath and walked into the house.
Except for the missing dolls that he had carefully arranged in various positions in the room, everything here was the same as he remembered.
However, it was precisely because of the absence of these dolls that Mozo felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, he felt that it seemed not bad
After all, he is really a little afraid of dolls now.
In the past, I was frightened by the gods that frightened the puppets, but now I am truly afraid of puppets as a thing.
After shaking his head in self-mockery, Mozo forced himself to dispel the feeling and began to look around the room.
The kitchen, utility room, living room, etc. are still the same as I remembered. It seems that neither the City Hall nor the Earl has touched these things.
This may be because they think they might come back, or it may be that the host of the stage did it deliberately.
Common sense says that the former is the most likely answer, but logically Mozo feels that the latter is the answer.
After all, he remembered that the City Hall and the Earl at that time were the standard dignitaries in third-rate novels. They were the kind of people who would try to take a bite when they saw an opportunity.
My greatest pleasure at that time was to amuse the mayor and the earl after dinner.
This made him feel like a rural protagonist fighting a bully with wits.
Thinking of this, Mozo smiled and opened the door of his study and bedroom on the second floor.
Then Mozo just stood there in a daze.
Pure White Libra also fell into silence.
Mozo and Chunbai Libra thought of many possibilities for this house.
For example, there might be nothing here, just as the stage script says. Or there might be two owners hiding here, such as the Puppet God and the Rose King.
There are many more besides these, such as unknown traps, scary monsters and so on.
Mozzo even thought that he might meet the mayor and the count who actually stole his things.
But the only thing he and Pure White Libra never thought would be this.
What did Mozo and Pure White Libra see
They saw an exquisite cake!
Even the cake was still steaming.
According to the understanding of this world, this should have been sent here just after it was baked.
Mozo was also able to judge with his excellent eyesight and knowledge that this should be a top-notch cake that used many top-quality ingredients and could only be made by a world-class pastry chef!
But why is there a cake here
"Partner, did you put a cake here?"
"No, why would I put a cake in my bedroom and study? This is not put there by me, but by the owner of this place."
"No, it's not you, then why did He put a cake here?"
Chunbai Libra was also confused. If it wasn't Mozo, why would the other party put this thing here
Suddenly, Chun Bai Ping thought of another possibility:
"Partner, when is your birthday?"
"Me? I don't have a birthday. Or rather, I have many birthdays. But none of them is today."
From the Sun King to the Duke of Cromwell, Mozzo had many extraordinary identities, and naturally had many birthdays, and these birthdays were even important festivals in many regions and civilizations.
But none of those days is today. This also includes Mozo Klein today!
Growing up in an orphanage, he didn't have the luxury of a birthday. After leaving his hometown, Mozo didn't even think about having a birthday for himself.
"It's not your birthday? That's weird. If it's not your birthday, why would there be a cake?"
In this world of many cultures and races, cake is something that only appears on birthdays.
Mozo did not answer Chunbai Libra. He just walked quietly to the cake that was still steaming.
The fragrance that can be smelled at the door is even stronger here.
After taking a deep breath, Mozo picked up the greeting card on the cake with admiration.
This is a pure gold greeting card that was hand-forged with extremely sophisticated forging techniques, and it is inlaid with exquisite tiny gemstones all around.
Thanks to the craftsman's skillful craftsmanship, this greeting card looks neither vulgar nor impolite.
After opening the seal, Mozo took out the letter paper which was also made of gold and gems.
There was only a very brief sentence on it:
"Happy Birthday, Mozo Klein!"
"I really am wishing you a happy birthday, but your birthday is not on this day. What's going on?"
The sound of the pure white scale began to ring in Mozo's ears.
Mozo stared at the greeting card for a moment, then suddenly dropped the card in his hand with a snap.
"Partner? What's wrong with you, partner? Is there any poison on the greeting card?"
The voice of pure white balance's astonishment also rang out, but what shocked it even more was that it actually saw its partner crying? !
Seeing the tears falling from Mozo's eyes, Chunbai Ping said in increasing panic:
"Shit, don't scare me, partner!"
Mozo said in a daze:
"I remember now, my birthday is indeed today!"
None of Mozo's identities in this world have their birthdays today, but today is the birthday of Mozo's hometown, his real home.
His birthday is today!
"ah?!"
Chunbai Ping was getting more and more confused. No, you just said it wasn't today, why did you change your words and not only did you start crying
"My birthday in my hometown is today, but why? Why? Why would He know?"
The calendars of the two worlds are different, but they are not impossible to convert. Mozo suddenly thought of this possibility just now and tried to convert his birthday.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Mozo always felt that he had calculated this answer before, but he had no memory of it at all.
Then, he came to the conclusion today astonishedly as if he had a pure white scale!
But why would He know about this
How could anyone know something he had never told anyone
Mozzo was pretty sure he'd never said anything like that even when he was playing hero games with the puppets as John Connor.
Because mentioning these things to outsiders would only make him, a man who couldn't return to his hometown, feel heartbroken.
For the first time, Mozo panicked from the bottom of his heart. He kept picking up the greeting cards and carefully checking whether there was any information he had overlooked.
Then he saw the other party’s signature on the back - Lani, He!
"Lar... Ni?"
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After slowly reading out this familiar yet strange name, Mozo glanced at the pure white scale and said nothing.
He simply pulled out the chair in front of him and sat quietly in front of the cake, starting to enjoy this cake which surprised him greatly.
This time, Mozo ate very carefully and slowly, and was very impressed by the taste of the cake.
This is definitely a world-class pastry chef who has put in the utmost effort and the best ingredients to make such a delicious and non-greasy cake.
After quietly eating the whole cake.
Mozo put down his knife and fork and said sincerely to the empty plate in front of him, or to the Lani:
"Thank you! I love this birthday!"
After doing all this, Mozo picked up the pure white scale that had been silent since a while ago.
And said directly to it:
"The destruction of Ravenclaw, the city of sages, was not an accident, but a carefully planned opera. The leader of the opera was me, the Sun King. Then, the destruction of Gryffindor, the second city of sages after Ravenclaw, was also an opera. The leader of the opera was still me, and I was also the Lord of Shadows, Angel."
"The destruction of the third sage capital, Hufflepuff, is also an opera. The leader is still me, and I am also the Storm King!"
The City of Sages is where sages from all races gather to discuss problems that plague the entire world.
Although it is called a city, it is actually just a large college-style building complex. Before it was opened to the public, it was guarded by countless stone warriors who were cast in ancient magic or terrifying willow trees that would attack all living things.
There have been six sage cities in history, but only four are widely recognized, while the other two have become regional symbols and a laughing stock of the world.
In the end, even including these two unrecognized Sage Cities, all six Sage Cities were submerged in the torrent of history.
But what Chun Bai Ping didn't expect was that this was actually related to Mozo? !
After being stunned for a moment, Chun Bai Ping rushed to answer and said:
"Then you were also responsible for the destruction of the fourth sage city, Geqisen?"
Mozo looked at Chun Bai Ping in surprise and said decisively:
"No, it's not. I created the other two Slytherins in the unrecognized Sage's City. And I also managed to destroy them myself."
The elves' custom of inviting sages into Rivendell came from him!
The reason for the emergence of this custom is naturally closely related to the classic movie in Mozo's hometown.
Mozo hasn't read the original novel, but he really likes the movie.
According to Mozo's original plan, he should have been the one hiding in the dark in the other world's four major academies so that they could appear and become famous.
However, man proposes, God disposes. When he was planning the fourth Slytherin, he encountered the sudden appearance of the agricultural sage Gudgeon, who was revered as the Great Sage by Mozo.
The city of sages is led by the great sage Geqisen, who has devoted his entire life to grassroots agriculture and increased the world's food production without relying on gods.
This is impossible to be surpassed no matter how you look at it.
Mozo also remembered that when he was not Saint John Connor but the local rich man Little John, he met the sage Geqisen who came to the fields in the next town to investigate the properties of the land.
At that time, he really didn't expect that the little old man covered in mud who smiled and took the water bag he handed over would actually be the great sage Geqisen in the future.
As a result, he was a step slow and failed to create Slytherin immediately. However, the reason why he finally created Slytherin was because he met a person who seemed like a replica of Professor Snape from another world.
But unfortunately, Professor Snape of Hogwarts was just a man who looked old-fashioned, vindictive, stingy and evil. The man that Mozo met, apart from looking similar, could not be compared with Professor Snape, who was extremely upright, firm and more suitable as an educator than anyone else.