All These Bigshots Are Actually Me

Chapter 63

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It was only at this moment that Mozo realized that the relationship between the Wolf Family, the North, Loran, and the Queen had been fermenting for three hundred years. It was no longer possible to solve it as easily as he had expected.

At first, Mozo thought that the North would not miss the Wolf family that much. But reality told him that a child from a side branch could instantly raise the banner of resistance against the tyrant in the North.

When he arrived at the Spring Keep before, Mozo had taken it for granted that according to the truth of that year, as long as he had discussed it with the Queen, after he successfully took over the North, he and the Queen would jointly issue a statement to announce the truth of that year to the whole world.

This northern carnival will come to a perfect end.

But this is taken for granted.

What the truth was back then, in fact, is not important at this moment, because the old wolf lord is really dead, the North has really declared independence, and the Queen has really sent a large army to the border. Outside the border, there are wolves and tigers everywhere.

In this situation, even if Mozo is willing to reveal the truth that he is the old Wolf Lord, it would probably be of no avail, because Queen Isabelle herself might be able to forgive the North's treason because of the favor they had shown each other in the past.

But what about others

What about the royal party that is loyal to the Queen? What about the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms that are afraid of the butcher? What about those who are confident in rebelling with the Wolf Family? What about those hyenas outside the country that are eyeing them covetously

Treason is not something that can be resolved so easily and perfectly.

Unless the Lang family dies out again

No, it's not possible. The North already extremely hates the royal family because of the death of the old Wolf Lord. It's incredible that they have been able to endure it for three hundred years. If it happens again, I'm afraid the fight will end to the death.

Wait, it seems like there is no chance

When Mozo thought of the group of men in black robes, his eyes suddenly lit up. It seemed that he had found the perfect scapegoat.

And as long as he operates properly, he can successfully get out of this increasingly huge dispute and hide his existence from the sight of many great people.

You can also perform a grand opera that no longer belongs to dreams.

But the best part is that this grand opera, written by Mozzo himself, can become part of his future promotion ceremony!

It's just that he hasn't had the time to make potions recently, and Mozo expressed some frustration about this.

However, Mozo immediately handed the unfinished letter to Miss Knight:

“It’s not much, but it will tell you the answer.”

Mozo didn't say much, but anyone could easily read the truth from it. Because Mozo hoped that after he took over the North, the Queen would announce to the world everything that had been hidden in the past, and restore the reputation and status of Duke Cromwell.

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

After a while, Miss Knight wiped her eyes in disbelief, and then she read it again as if she wanted to put her eyes against the paper.

Finally, she put down the letter in a daze. The truth of the year was actually like this

The Wolf Family is actually a more loyal and reliable royal party than the Rose Family? !

Although his eyes were still filled with disbelief and shock, it was obvious that the atmosphere between Miss Knight and Mozo had completely disappeared.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Miss Knight closed the letter and handed it to Mozo, then knelt 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 Hevis that I will defend your safety with my life!"

Miss Knight believed that Mozo would not lie to her, so after learning part of the truth of that year, she chose this action to show her attitude.

Verdani was first surprised by the knight lady's sudden abnormality, and then she let go of the hilt of the sword with relief.

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

Mozo smiled and reached out to pull up Miss Knight.

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

If he wants to achieve his goal, Mozo needs to do much more than he previously thought.

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

Mozo has already had some thoughts about this.

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

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

The old fox was the most suitable actor for this opera written by Mozzo on the spur of the moment. It was just a pity that he died too early.

I wish that guy was still alive. I really hope he is faking his death.

But there's no point thinking about this now. The person is dead, so let's not talk about him anymore. Let's just hope that the old fox can train a successor who is smart enough to take the bait.

Otherwise, the best that Mozo could do was to ensure that the North would not go to war with Loran, but he could not prevent Isabelle's territory from being divided by the Hessians.

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In the large number of northern coalition forces led by Geb Cromwell, the old man known as Heather's Fox suddenly felt uneasy. His spiritual sense told him that something extraordinary seemed to have happened in a place he could not see.

106 The Fish That Bit the Hook and the Princes Who Were Shocked

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

"Something seems to have happened up ahead?"

The old man looked in the direction of the sound and, as expected, a huge colorful crack suddenly appeared in front of Gebu and others who were leading the way with a proud look on their faces.

Such a sudden scene frightened Gebu so much that he almost fell off his horse. If the knight next to him had not been quick to pull him up, he would have really fallen to the ground.

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 spoke to shock the whole audience:

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

But even so, Gawain still silently took a few steps forward. The messengers from the spirit world generally did not participate in any battles in the main world, but if someone offered a very high standard of sacrifice, the messengers from the spirit world would not mind playing other roles.

It’s just that because powerful messengers demand a lot and those who ask for a low price are too weak, it is normal for no messenger from the spirit world to attack others in the main world.

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

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

No one has ever seen His true appearance, they only know that He has countless blue skinny long hands that can accept thousands of commissions at the same time. And His status is very high, although not as high as the seven rainbows, but not far behind.

The most important thing is that He is famous for being "safe". He is the main sacrifice for most extraordinary people to use spiritual communication. Except for the high fee, there are no other flaws and He has never attacked creatures in the main world. Unless an idiot attacks Him first.

After the slender blue hand stretched out, it swayed in the air for a few times, and then took out a wax-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. Immediately, the crack closed and disappeared.

The young wolf master Gebu, who was a little relieved from the accident, asked Gawain in a state of shock:

"Gao Wenqing, whose letter is that?"

Gao Wen looked at the envelope in his hand and said in surprise:

"It was sent by Halls of the Wellspring."

Demigod Holmes?!

This name surprised everyone present, and then they were overjoyed. Could it be that the demigod Halls was also willing to support the Young Wolf Lord

Gebu, who had always been smooth sailing and believed that he was destined to be with God, naturally held his head high and asked arrogantly:

"Is the demigod Hols planning to submit to me? If so, I must reward him well!"

Gawain did not answer, but opened the letter directly. The moment the wax was removed, the envelope in Gawain's hand suddenly ignited and turned into a puff of smoke.

Soon the figure of the demigod Holmes appeared in the smoke.

Facing the crowd present, the demigod Hols in the smoke touched his chest with a humble and regretful look and said:

"My former colleagues, I need to tell you sincerely that I have found the true descendant of the old master! The bloodline of that noble man is definitely not comparable to the so-called side branch."

"That is a true pure-blood descendant! And at this extremely happy moment, I am sorry to hear that you have supported Heather's puppet as the Lord of the North!"

"I deeply regret your choice. But I also don't doubt your loyalty to your old master."

"So I will bring the real young master to you."

"Then the young master will tell you personally who is the true descendant of the Wolf Family!"

After saying that, the demigod Halls bowed slightly and made way, allowing Mozo to appear in front of everyone.

"My former colleagues, this person is the true descendant of the Wolf family! This person is the only one qualified to be the Lord of the North!"

At first, everyone was shocked, doubtful, and full of expectations. The real descendants of the Wolf family? Not a side branch

When Mozo appeared, everyone present fell into an eerie silence. This was because except for the soldiers and knights, the other princes knew what Mozo looked like.

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

But now you actually tell us that the Queen's henchman is the real Young Wolf Lord

After the smoke cleared, all the nobles in the audience were thrown into great uproar and panic.

Especially Geb himself, he fell into great panic, because he found that as Halls' voice continued, the princes and soldiers looked at him with more and more emotions that made him deeply uneasy.

That's questioning!

He had only enjoyed the taste of power for a few days, and he was absolutely unwilling 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 moment, the old man's voice suddenly rang in his heart: "Just follow me. Don't panic, this is just a conspiracy from a tyrant!"

Having grasped the backbone, Gebu immediately followed and shouted loudly without caring about anything else:

"Hors himself is dissatisfied with my status, and now the tyrant's army is approaching. What if we are now held back by this Hors and the tyrant's cronies?"

"What if that tyrant launches an attack ahead of time and breaks through our border? This is a conspiracy! A huge conspiracy!"

"Soldiers, knights, do not believe the vicious lies that disturb our thoughts! Follow me, follow your true master to defend the North! Defend your homeland!"

With just a few words, he completely suppressed the thoughts of the people below, or rather, the lower-level soldiers and the knights who were middle-level officers.

They raised their weapons and shouted:

"Defend our homeland!"

"Follow the Young Wolf Master!"

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

"Young Wolf Master is wise!"

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Seeing that the situation was gradually improving, Gebu also showed a satisfied look on his horseback, and sighed in his heart that the Heather people were still reliable!

It was these few words that made some of the princes who were originally dissatisfied with Gebu look surprised, thinking that maybe they had misjudged him. But more of them were thinking whether Hols's letter was true or false.

When the old man saw that the situation was stable, he smiled relaxedly, but at the same time, he was filled with murderous intent.

Whatever the truth, Mozo Klein must die!

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

He has made his cards clear. If the Hessians really have big ambitions and are smart, then there is no way they won't take the bait!

107 The rematch after three hundred years (4k)

At the very least, he needs to be prevented from appearing, so as not to disrupt the war between the North and Loran.

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

This way, whatever they want to do will become very simple.

Therefore, as for the variable of Mozo, as long as the opponent is in his right mind, he will definitely find a way to eliminate or stop him. And in this way, the opponent will encounter his first "surprise".

However, this is just the first step. Mozo has other arrangements for them. The only thing that is a little uncertain is that Mozo doesn't know if there is anyone on the other side who is smart enough to see the "thread".

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

Shaking his head, Mozo said to Verdani who was hugging his waist from behind:

"Hold on tight, it's going to speed up!"

After he finished speaking, the red wolf he was riding suddenly sped up, making the surrounding scenery, which was already rapidly receding, even more unclear.

It might be the first time she rode a giant wolf, or it might be the first time she rode such a fast mount. In any case, after the giant wolf accelerated for a moment, Verdani not only hugged Mozo tightly unconsciously, but also gently placed her head on Mozo's shoulder.

Without saying a word, he just quietly and slightly greedily enjoyed his master's back.

Seeing Mozo speed up, the other red wolf shrugged excitedly, then ran even more happily, ignoring Audrey's screams on its back.

The lady knight did not react too much to the Red Wolf's acceleration, nor did she hate Audrey. She also understood that Verdani was Mozo's contracted knight.