"Let's go!" Ling put the scroll in her hand aside and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Mousse had just opened the book in his hand, and suddenly heard Ling say to go, and he was stunned.

"Go to Presto House. Ling looked at Mousse with a puzzled expression, and the meaning expressed in her eyes was very clear: this is her business, why is she so careless.

"Oh-huh, so fast?" Mousse thought nothing was wrong at first, then fell back into a state of confusion.

"What are you waiting for?" Ling said, spreading her hands.

"No, wait a minute, let's take a look. Mousse put the book down in his hand and took a sip of water.

"Do you have any plans?" asked Mousse.

"What other plan is this? Let's go to the Presto Mansion, and then I'll take him out and throw a 'disintegrating hand', won't the matter be settled?"

"That's too rough, isn't it?!" Mousse suddenly felt unreliable when he heard about this plan.

"Wouldn't it be nice to solve the problem?"

"It's not good to come to the door without a basis like this...... The affairs of the nobility cannot be solved like this......" Mousse said with difficulty.

"What do you think of it?" Ling asked rhetorically.

"We should gather evidence first, then force Presto to reveal his flaws, and then point out his false identity at the end, and then he will definitely be angry but not admit it, and then you will do it, so that nothing goes wrong!" Mousse rolled the book into a roll and weighed it as a stick.

"Is it necessary to be so troublesome?" Ling felt that as long as it could be confirmed, why bother with all those bells and whistles?

"How?" said Mousse, after a moment's silence, "Isn't the most fascinating thing about detectives to say at the last minute, 'There's only one truth, and that's that you're a fake.'"

Looking at Mousse's somewhat excited face, Ling nodded, what he said did make sense.

"Do you have any plans?" Ling asked.

"I've already sent someone to the village he said to get evidence, and I should be back soon. Mousse said.

"If Presto is really as young and old as you say, he won't be unexpected, right?"

"Can I disguise my identity?"

"Naturally, it can be done using illusion or some other method. ”

"Then the villagers he spoke of can't be, right?"

"It's not impossible to do it. ”

"How could it be ......?"

"I think you thought Presto was an imposter in the first place, and that might be a bit of a problem. Ling said.

"What do you mean, I made a mistake in my judgment?" Mousse asked, biting his lip.

"What is the basis for your judgment that he is an impostor?"

"His unreasonable knowledge and abilities are incompatible with the living environment he describes in his mouth. ”

Although Mousse is a royal family, she has also been deeply involved in the common people, and in more than ten years in the academy, she feels that her observations will not deceive her.

How could such a young man with great knowledge and strength could appear in the presence of a commoner, even a pauper, and Mousse knew quite well about the educational basis of all the countries in the empire and even on the continent.

The poorer the place, the more the educational resources cannot keep up, and the more the educational resources cannot keep up, the poorer the place will be, they have no way to cultivate outstanding talents, or talented people, but in the end they will bury their talents because there are no good conditions.

This is the deepest problem of the country as Mousse sees it, where the aristocracy spends their days drinking and drinking, while the poor are hungry and the resources are extremely unevenly distributed, while the high-ranking nobles can only see the immediate benefits and ignore the people in the distance.

Some people may say that although Presto was born poor, he worked very hard to obtain today's knowledge and strength, but there is no shortage of hard-working people in this world, and there is no shortage of nobles, and nobles are not all the kind of children who fight cocks and walk dogs, and there are also hard-working existences like Mousse.

"Maybe he's met someone who is going to give him advice?"

"Then ask his family, you should know, right?"

"I don't think so. Ling didn't say why, this world is because of the existence of spells, and some things will become very complicated.

"We'll see. "Mousse is not so confident, after all, there is sometimes no way to explain the matter of spells.

It is true that things are not as smooth as Mousse thought, because according to the information found by her subordinates, the situation is exactly the same as Presto's words, but in the mouths of those villagers, Presto was a very shy and introverted child at that time, and then somehow suddenly seemed to be a different person.

After that, Presto became a knowledgeable and powerful being, and later appeared in the imperial capital.

"Mentor Ling, what do you think of this situation?" Mousse was distressed.

"There are two possibilities, one is that he has been disguising himself in front of the villagers before, but in fact someone has been guiding him, and the other is that the soul in his body is not the soul of Presto. Ling thought for a moment, then replied.

"So what's the solution?"

"I can only come hard. ”

"Hmm...... What if you can't force it?" asked Mousse.

"If you can't force it, then wait for the other party to come hard. Lot, who came to Ling's house as a guest, said.

"Uncle Lott thinks he'll do it first?" Ling asked curiously, he hadn't seen Presto, so he didn't feel anything.

"I've seen him a few times, and the first time I saw him, I thought he wasn't human. "Lotterie has the cards in his hand, they are playing cards, but Deere and Dick don't have a strong sense and don't have anything to say.

"Not human?"

"It seems like something strange, the soul in his body is so strong that it makes me feel like my heart is palpitating. Lott said that his perception was extremely strong, and his guesses were generally correct.

"Mousse's response has been very good recently, and King Ike is getting worse and worse now, and Presto's foundation in the kingdom is not as good as Mousse's, so he will definitely choose other means. ”

Hearing Lot's words, Mousse did not feel relaxed, but a little depressed, King Ike's body did show signs of not being able to hold on, and it is estimated that time is running out, but there is still no heir to the throne. Mousse is naturally not sentimental because of the latter, but sad because the life of someone close to him is about to end.

The brothers and sisters in the family have no desire for the throne, the throne is originally Mousse's bag, even if the heir to the throne is not established, Mousse's winning chance is the greatest, after all, with her power, it is impossible to lose to a Presto who has just entered the kingdom and has not made any contributions.

"Isn't Uncle Lott not interested in politics? Why do you feel a little obsessed with it now?" Ling felt that Lott's analysis was in place, but it was not clear why Lot, who had always been indifferent to politics, behaved like this.

"Because Professor Lott is my maternal grandfather...... says Musteloth. At that time, Lot's daughter married the previous king of the Karst Empire and gave birth to a daughter who married far away to the Ash Empire, that is, Moose's mother.

"Oh. Ling understood.

The situation was just as Lott had predicted, and one night a few days later, a figure took advantage of the darkness to come to the princess's mansion belonging to Mousse.

But it was discovered by Ling and Lot, who had been squatting on the Mousse Mansion early.

To use the term of the game that is particularly famous on the continent of Terra now, it is that the jungler wants to catch people, but he is squatted by a group of people.

Presto thought that he would encounter this situation, but what he didn't expect was that the opponent's strength was so strong, if the opponent's strength was only a legendary realm, even if he didn't use all his strength, he would be able to kill Mousse and retreat with his whole body, and he would not violate the rules and be sanctioned.

It's just that the opponent is obviously not only in the legendary realm, not to mention Ling in the demigod realm, even the old legendary Lott is not so easy to solve, obviously in this place, Presto did not have a plan.

"Presto, you're here!" Mousse scolded in a low voice under the protection of Ling and the others.

"You think these people can stop me?" Presto didn't return to Mousse's words, but instead rushed straight at Mousse.

His methods are indeed extraordinary, in the air, Presto's size suddenly became larger, like a ball of meat, the force was heavy, and several of Lot's spells were ineffective on his body, although it was not a legendary-level spell, but with Lot's strength, it was not too inferior.

"Spell immunity?" Lot's eyes lit up, this situation he hadn't encountered before, only spell immunity could explain it well.

However, there is no shortage of spell-immune races in this world, and it is impossible to confirm what race the other party is at that time.

Spell immunity does not mean that Lot is helpless, but now this situation does not require him to do it again, Ling has already met it, in terms of strength, Ling has not been afraid of anyone.

It's just that Ling and Lott didn't expect that the ball of meat would suddenly disappear, and then suddenly pop out of the ground under Mousse.

Lott reacted quickly and dodged at the time, but Mousse was hit squarely.

Presto, who had restored his prototype, was about to taunt when he suddenly saw Mousse's "corpse" suddenly turn into pieces and scatter, obviously not Mousse's real body, but Ling's magic - mirror imagery.

Presto's pupils contracted, and a thin line appeared, looking at Ling.

"Dragon?" asked Lot.

"Hmph!" Presto didn't say anything, but a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind him, trying to leave.

It's just that Ling was shaken by him once, and it is impossible to be shaken a second time.

Ling's realm unfolded rapidly, enveloping Presto.

"Demigods?" Presto exclaimed, unexpectedly that he had imprisoned the demigod of the Aish Empire by means, and as a result, an even more powerful demigod had appeared here.