Heritage foundry

Chapter 67 Familiar people
In the following days, Zhou Mo lived as usual, bartending drinks in taverns, casting equipment in the blacksmith hut, and delivering equipment to earn money.

The days are very peaceful, and Zhou Mo's life is more comfortable after having a Qianshu at home. Qianshu hired cooks and servants, and Zhou Mo's small home is well organized by her, although her attitude towards Zhou Mo is still not good. It's not hot or cold, but Zhou Mo is already very satisfied.

But the anxiety in his heart kept reminding Zhou Mo that the storm is not far away, and the danger is approaching.

Ever since he knew that the five western legions were the direct descendants of His Majesty the Emperor, Zhou Mo knew that there was a fatal loophole in his pushing Lamas Otto's death to the military forces, that is, His Majesty might not believe it.

Before, I was counting on Grand Duke Yingyang and the Military Intelligence Bureau to cut the mess quickly, like in a wilderness border town. After getting the confession, he would kill it immediately. In this way, the death of Ramas-Otto became a headless case. , This scapegoat, the military does not want to carry it.

However, things developed beyond Zhou Mo's expectations. The emperor's control over the army was so strong that all the military heroes gave up their resistance and were escorted to the imperial capital with the order of the emperor.

This shows that all the actions of the military are actually controlled by His Majesty the Emperor. Even after the death of Ramas-Otto, the military came not necessarily because they wanted to find some ridiculous banner or excuse, but because the Emperor His Majesty, through the military, is concerned about the death of his son.

The turbulence is turbulent, this vortex that seems to have calmed down, there are still many undercurrents in it, Zhou Mo seems to have stayed away with the cable of the Kingdom of the Sea Kingdom and the Military Intelligence Bureau, but in fact, under the sampan, there has always been an undercurrent lurking.

Ten days passed in a flash, and nothing happened. Those military dignitaries who were imprisoned were still not interrogated or convicted, and the court gradually fell silent under the silence of the emperor.

Zhou Mo mixed a glass of Sea Man, but he had a faint feeling in his heart that today's Otto Empire is like the calm before the storm on the sea.

Pushing the wine to the guests, Zhou Mo looked up, only to find a man in a large gray cloak in front of him, with golden hair faintly protruding from the cloak.

The man raised his head slightly, and on his handsome face carved out of marble, there was a bit of a smile in his blue eyes.

Zhou Mo was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes, Al-Lionheart!

With a lot of thoughts in my heart, Grand Duke Lionheart was imprisoned. How could Al-Lionheart, who was supposed to be in the black prison of the Military Intelligence Bureau, appear here!

Prison escape is simply impossible. What kind of place is the black prison of the Military Intelligence Bureau? Since its establishment, there has never been a prison escape, and no one has even tried it.

It is even more impossible for the Military Intelligence Bureau to release Al Lionheart from prison privately, which will not benefit the Military Intelligence Bureau at all.

The only explanation is that His Majesty the Emperor secretly released the son of the Lion Hearted Duke.

Zhou Mo raised his eyes, and was about to speak when Al Lionheart's eyes interrupted him.

"I'm still where I should be on the surface."

The deep and magnetic voice is still so charming, but it is a little more weathered.

Zhou Mo nodded slightly. Sure enough, Al-Lionheart was released secretly by His Majesty the Emperor.

"Your belt is magical and means a lot to the family."

"But I like your epee better."

Zhou Mo listened to Al-Lionheart's words in silence, constantly thinking about the meaning of his words.

"Someone asked me about you, and at the same time asked about the assassin."

This sentence made Zhou Mo tense up. Al-Lionheart was in the black prison of the Military Intelligence Bureau before, and the person who could ask questions about him and the assassin was either the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau or His Majesty the Emperor.

"I know this is very serious for you, but your epee saved my life, so I saved yours too."

Hearing this, Zhou Mo's whole body, from the hair on his skin to the heart that had been raised all the time, relaxed.

Al Lionheart had previously sided with Lamas Otto, and his testimony was the strongest.

Regarding the death of Lamas-Otto, the emperor of the empire should not hate Zhou Mo.

"In this way, you and I are settled, and the next thing will be done in business!"

Zhou Mo nodded slightly, signaling his agreement, and at the same time handed a glass of imperial style to Al Lionheart.

The moment the wine glass was taken, the fingertips of the two slightly touched Ji Mo.

Al-Lionheart is a mithril life, and Zhou Mo is also a mithril-life now. At the moment of contact, the experience light cluster on Al-Lionheart was completely copied into Zhou Mo's own life field.

Zhou Mo lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, substituting the experience of Al-Lionheart these days into the light cluster of experience.

The gloomy and humid prison of the Military Intelligence Bureau, the loneliness and oppressiveness that no one pays attention to, the rough and unbearable three meals a day...

In the end, Al-Lionheart was taken to a fully enclosed stone room, and saw the old man in a gold and blue and gold intertwined robe, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

When Zhou Mo raised his head again, he already knew the purpose of Al-Lionheart's trip clearly, and also knew what the emperor's majesty was planning.

"I've been observing you for ten days, living an ordinary life, safe and prosperous, yet not losing my vigilance. It's eye-opening for me to see that the wild boar gang is so useful!"

After taking a sip of wine, Al Lionheart became more talkative.

"You mean their small business? It's nothing more than letting those bitter people support their families!"

Zhou Mo knew the purpose of Al-Lionheart coming to Yingyang City, and also understood what Al-Lionheart meant when he mentioned the Wild Boar Gang, but deliberately pretended not to understand.

"It's not their small business, but the huge network formed by these people at the bottom of Yingyang City. It can be said that if there is any trouble in Yingyang City, you can't hide it from your eyes and ears."

Zhou Mo smiled slightly, but didn't speak, obviously Al-Lionheart has more to say.

"And the Wild Boar Gang has never been in the eyes of the nobles. I'm afraid the people above will know nothing about what they are going to do!"

"The water flows in the abyss, and people can see the sparkling waves, but who can think of the sediment under the water?"

The corner of Zhou Mo's mouth curled up, and he said lightly.

Al-Lionheart nodded. This is the reason. He also took a fancy to the ability of the Wild Boar Gang, so he approached Zhou Mo.

After changing the subject, Al Lionheart said:

"Although the kingdom of the sea kingdom is strong, that Princess Nalong is considered exhaustive. Maybe it's because she is a woman after all. I forgot the most important thing."

Hearing what Al-Lionheart said, Zhou Mo became curious. He admired the methods of this woman, Ruiwen Nalong.

"Oh? What did she forget?"

Al-Lionheart stretched out a hand, which turned into mithril color, and then tightly clenched into a fist.

"She forgot that even if there are countless conspiracies and tricks, in the face of absolute power, they will be extinguished as if destroyed!"

"In the empire, this absolute power is in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. Therefore, within the empire, only His Majesty the Emperor can regard all living beings as ants."

"As for her, no matter how ingenious the layout or how unpredictable the scheme is, it is nothing more than an illusion!"

Zhou Mo fell silent, and then said after a while:
"Give me some time, I need to think about it."

Al Lionheart nodded and said in understanding:
"Okay. After all, Princess Nalong saved your life by bringing you to the kingdom of the sea. You may not know that a mysterious life form from the dark thorn has already arrived at the wilderness border town as soon as you left."

Al-Lionheart threw out ten gold coins, then got up and left.

Zhou Mo looked at Al-Lionheart's back, with inexplicable meaning in his black eyes.

　Thanks for the helpless big reward!

　　Thank you for the great reward!
　　Fatty is grateful!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)