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Chauvin Empire, Royal Capital Troon, Guilty Lord's Mansion

Mo, who successfully loaded the character, did not appear in the usual darkroom. He woke up quietly in the study room on the east side of the mansion. The pair of black eyes that could not reflect any color behind the mask narrowed slightly. The next moment, this room that was originally

The house filled with daylight dimmed without warning. The treetops in the courtyard were swaying gently in the breeze, a wisp of dark clouds slowly drifted in the sky, and the roller blinds that a servant had carelessly left unfastened.

, without exception, isolates all the brightness and warmth, turning this large house with the best lighting into a gloomy and depressing one.

Frank to the point of explicit malice...

However, the person involved did not show any objection or dissatisfaction, and it even felt a bit funny for no reason.

Mo was offline here yesterday. As the most popular new nobleman in Troon during this period, this sin lord is really a little too busy. This is because he has not recovered from his serious injury.

Otherwise, the number of visitors who have various thoughts such as initial investment, testing positions, building connections, making friends with Garros, introducing their daughters, promoting themselves, etc. will probably increase several times more.

This is not surprising, because everyone with a discerning eye can see that the future of this sin lord is definitely far beyond this. Not to mention his close relationship with the Grand Duke of Garros, even the tsar, who is the military force of the country,

The Knights of the Sword all have a great impression of this young earl who has a "comradeship", and His Majesty William Bohe even came to see him twice in person after summoning the Lord of Sin once. All of this

It is enough to explain many problems.

"I'm really curious."

A slim black shadow appeared silently at the window. Her voice was a little cold, but warmer than the temperature in the room: "Why do those people always come to you and talk nonsense about nothing?

"

Mo glanced at the door that was opened a small crack not far away, and did not turn back to the dark elf who would always find out that he was online at the first time. He just replied lightly: "Because they want to

Get from me the attitude of 'I don't think that nonsense is really nonsense', and the stance of 'what words are not nonsense' from me."

Ji Xiaodao gently blinked her scarlet eyes and asked: "Then why are you willing to chat with them endlessly about nonsense? Enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by stars?"

"I need to know more about this country, so I don't mind wasting a little time on it." Mo moved his index finger slightly, and a black spark popped up, burning the stacks of invitations at hand into a pile of ashes: "Those'

There is more information contained in nonsense than a civilian or low-level official will learn in a lifetime."

Ji Xiaodao curled his lips imperceptibly and hummed: "Okay, so today's scheduled visitors are Marquis Griffin, Earl Parker, Mr. Justin, the person in charge of Troon Traveler Hotel, and Clayman

Countess Ting, I hope you won't act so frivolous today. I haven't been in a jealous mood recently, and..."

"No need." Mo interrupted her softly, shook his head and said, "That's enough. From today on, all such arrangements will be cancelled. Someone will be sent to spread the news, saying that Sin Lord's injury has worsened and he needs to rest."

Ji Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions and just shrugged: "So you already know enough about this huge empire?"

Mo didn't answer, but asked casually: "Is there any progress on Garros?"

"No, I just went there last night." Ji Xiaodao sighed, spread his hands and said: "He has secretly found a dozen alchemy masters and friends in the Magician's Guild during this period, but what they can come up with is

Most of the alchemy puppets and golems are not as good as Luther's previous works, and their quality basically fluctuates between excellent and only excellent. There are only a few at the fine level, and none of them can be rated as epic."

Mo nodded slightly and motioned for the other party to continue.

Ji Xiaodao was silent for a few seconds, and then said with a strange expression: "There is also the 'wreck' of the player, and the result is the same. Not to mention that no one can restore it. Those who usually work as alchemists and engineers,

The big names running around in the Magician's Guild can't even do basic analysis, and the few who can give clear conclusions are just telling lies and have no reference value at all."

What she said is not completely accurate, because even if the 'experts' that Garros can find cannot understand the rune body of Cordoba, they will not tell any outrageous lies. In other words,

When they were pretending to be fat, they made up the stuff to sound quite similar. Even Garros couldn't confirm its authenticity for a while, but...

Through the previous New Year's party, Ji Xiaodao not only knew the true identity of 'that player', but also thoroughly understood his gaming career from Cordoba's first-person voice. Of course, he also understood the rune.

The origin of the body, so under this premise, the conclusions fabricated by those 'experts' seemed particularly nonsense in her eyes. Classmate Lao Ke had said that his body was completely created by Master Ruweilu using original materials.

It is absolutely impossible for what came out to go outside Tianzhu Mountain, so those statements such as 'Meteor from the Sky', 'Extreme Cold Vein Marrow', 'Secret Gold Mine Core', etc. were all nonsense, so she simply

He directly told Mo the results he had deduced.

Of course, Ji Xiaodao didn't say anything about the fact that he and Cordoba had seen this in real life, not because of complicated reasons such as stance, but simply because he didn't want to talk about things other than the game.

What the girl didn't know was that the guy in front of her knew more than she did. Not only did he also know Cordoba, he had killed Cordoba, he had killed Cordoba, he had killed Cordoba, he had killed

Cordoba wanted to save Cordoba but failed to do so in time. He even had a good relationship with that guy from a certain perspective. Not only did he help Cordoba complete tasks, but he also often chatted with that guy every now and then.

But Mo Ziran would not mention this matter...

"It's expected." He just said calmly, and then looked back at Ji Xiaodao: "Tell Garros to put this matter aside for a while, and secretly tell Prince Kunda's housekeeper later."

Please come here without attracting anyone's attention, and let Galahad cover for him if necessary."

The dark elf girl raised her eyebrows: "Prince Kunda's butler? So... you are fully prepared?"

"Of course not." Mo shook his head, leaned back on the chair again, and raised the corner of his mouth with a slight arc: "It's just a small foreshadowing first. The fall of a certain Dharma God has a huge impact on the overall situation.

In fact, it is not important, but the death of a prince..."

Ji Xiaodao narrowed his eyes: "But is it enough to become an ideal fuse?"

Mo raised his hand and knocked on his mask. After a moment of silence, he asked softly: "Did you think of it yourself?"

"No." The dark elf girl shook her head, took out a cup from her bag, and then summoned a dark flame and a clear water ball out of thin air, using wind elements and shadow lines to make them dance.

He replied: "That guy told me. Judging from your reaction, she must have guessed it right."

Mo nodded slightly: "She is very smart."

Ji Xiaodao glanced at him: "You mean I'm stupid?"

Mo's face was expressionless: "Your question is indeed a bit stupid."

"Just a casual comment." Ji Xiaodao just replied casually, and then asked lightly: "By the way, why did you keep her instead of killing or letting her go."

Mo seemed to be more patient today than usual. He did not ignore the girl's increasing questions as usual, but said absently: "I don't have so much time and energy to do everything myself, so I am happy to give those who have enough

Use useful tools to prepare some suitable positions and let them deal with troublesome people and things. No matter what the rules of the game are, there is a limit to what a person can do. I think you understand this.

."

"Oh, I have always understood this truth." Ji Xiaoge replied coldly. She walked slowly to the other party and looked at the face hidden under the mask with some complexity: "What's more surprising is that you actually

I understand, but maybe I can consider passing on the term 'tool' to her, which is very appropriate in your eyes."

"It doesn't matter, she already knows her position very well and doesn't care about what I say." Mo completely ignored the faint dissatisfaction and threats in the other party's words and said very calmly: "Her abilities are necessary for me.

And it is worth noting that this is all the reason why she is willing to use me. Of course, if one day that person feels that I am no longer qualified to control her, then they will naturally spare no effort when trying to kill me."

Ji Xiaodao casually sprinkled a handful of light gray powder into the cup and asked leisurely: "Then will she wait until such a day?"

"Won't."

Mo shook his head and replied calmly: "And she doesn't want to see a day when that person wants to control nothing but herself."

A wisp of light smoke spreads in the room along with the mellow aroma...

"Really, then you are really conceited."

Ji Xiaodao dispersed the firelight in front of her and placed the cup that had just fallen in her hand in front of Mo. An imperceptible blush appeared on her face: "Here you go."

Mo casually picked up the cup and took a sip, then looked back at the former and asked, "What is this?"

"A gift from Digory." The girl turned away and whispered, "I remember you mentioned that you like drinking coffee when you were chatting nonsense with them before. Maybe he secretly remembered it."

"I see……"

Mo nodded noncommittally, put the cup back in its place, and asked casually: "Do you still remember what I asked that person to do before?"

"Uh... remember, I seem to be helping some lord of the Violet Empire."

There was a hint of disappointment in Ji Xiaodao's eyes that were focused on the door, but she quickly turned her head to look at him again: "I've always been curious about how you know what's going on over there. Are you planning to explain now?"

Explain why?”

"I said that I need suitable tools to help me deal with some troublesome people or things." Mo nodded and slowly closed his eyes: "Letting her go to Violet is a test, because there happens to be some trouble there right now.

Although it has nothing to do with me, it’s just right to test that guy’s ability, but..."

Ji Xiaodao tilted his head: "But what?"

"But something interesting happened. If this continues, it may be too late by the time she gets there, so I'm going to help her." Mo lazily held his cheek and smiled rarely.

: "I'll tell you later. Now go tell Garros the arrangement I mentioned before and ask him to act as soon as possible."

The dark elf girl nodded, turned and walked towards the door...

"Right."

Before leaving the room, she paused, hesitated for a moment and then asked in a low voice: "Then am I a useful tool?"
To be continued...