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Mo Shi knew that there could not be a mistake in the next words.

Once the king feels "unstable" and "threatening", he will not be "pardoned" and will not be able to survive.

To do this, he had to tell some lies and make up some facts.

"I suspect that you have heard from your envoys about the mistakes I have made...... Your Majesty, may I say a few more words to defend myself?"

"You call that a 'mistake'?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The blue bird was not by his side, and he felt unspeakably uneasy, but there was no way, Mo Shi was asked to present the gift with his own hands, and he couldn't conjure a third hand.

Moshi paused briefly to adjust his breathing:

"That's my fault—I shouldn't have agreed to the request of the Autumn Crow's retainer, Willy Fei. I am a frail man, and I know that I have not yet fully mastered the divine grace that magic has given me...... Although I have lost many memories, I know very well what the Lord of the Empty Wheel has given me a body full of magic that I have asked to dedicate my life to reach the 'Void' at the end of magic. ”

The Lord of the Empty Wheel, the god of all the people in the Snow Realm. If it really exists, Moshi is willing to pray sincerely at this moment.

The king was silent, he coughed, and the attendant beside him hurriedly handed him a handkerchief and a glass of water.

After a moment, he returned to the broken conversation: "Did you mention that you lost a lot of memories. ”

"Indeed, Your Majesty. "I woke up from the territory of the Duke of Firesparrow, when I collapsed on the beach in a remote place. In the end, he was taken in by Young Master Dino and became a small retainer under the protection of the fire sparrow. In order to repay this kindness, I tried my best to invent some gadgets with my strengths, hoping to help adults somewhat. ”

"You say...... You wake up from the sea. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Do you ...... then," said the king, after a pause, in a low and cautious tone, "have you experienced the punishment of 'heavenly punishment'?

"In fact, I did suffer a 'heavenly punishment.' I woke up so close to the shore that the ice edges almost broke my legs, and I was crippled from it. But I ...... It is true that I have lost my memory of the Heavenly Punishment, which is probably why I wandered to the shore, otherwise I would not have dared anyway. ”

Heavenly Punishment –

Yes, this is also one thing that Mo Shi still remembers.

It's strange why such a warlock would be on the coast, and supposedly stretch around the entire continent.

The technique is not necessarily inflicted by humans, but it must also be the work of some advanced intelligent race.

And the fact that such a large-scale and strangely intended technique is a good indication of the hatred, or anger, fear, or fear of the land, or is it not directed against the land, but at ...... Race?

It's a cage.

Undoubtedly a cage.

It is described as a "heavenly punishment", indicating that the snowwalker believes that it is a "divine punishment from heaven", indicating that it is the work of the gods, indicating that the snowwalker believes that he was born to be a sinful body.

And why is all this?

Is there a good enough reason to be associated with other higher life forms?

Is it really, the "gods"?

The king sighed and spoke, "Then I suppose that whether you remember where your hometown is or not, it at least means that you are my people." If you can't get out, it means you can't get in. ”

- Then you should have been born and raised in Sri Lanka, and you should be my subject.

Mo Shi breathed a long sigh of relief.

Now he has at least "proven" his identity.

What he had to do after that was to convince the king that he was weak and harmless - an explanation for the loss of control of the magical nerve bundle.

However, this part is a weak link without arguments.

On the one hand, Moshi is unaware of Snowdrifter's true attitude towards the loss of magic control, and on the other hand, he cannot find a decent enough reason to explain the occurrence of this loss of control - loss of control is never good, never "good".

He couldn't help rubbing the wrinkles on his homemade leather gloves. Underneath it was a pair of human hands, hairless and straight.

And at this moment, someone interrupted the conversation.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Holy Priest, begs to see you. ”

The king's expression changed suddenly, and he appeared more dignified, which showed the high status of the comer.

"Oh, my Lord St. Ant, why did he come at this time, was it because of some bad change in his blessing to me, or was it a bad omen in divination?"

"Father, I don't think the Holy Priest will necessarily bring bad news. The second son, who was standing beside him, leaned down in time to comfort his father, and the king took a few deep breaths and beckoned.

The man of great authority, known as the Holy Priest, appeared.

He had apparently walked in from the back room of the hall, rather than through the outer door, as visitors had done with Firesparrow.

It was an old man, old with goosebumps and a rickety back.

He carried a long, carved cane of natural wood in his hand, and each step clicked as if the parts of his body were trembling. His white robe, embroidered with gold trim, looked too heavy for his body.

"Your Majesty, allow me to bless you......" Then the old man suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, God is above!

The king was frightened, and instantly became panicked, as if some calamity was about to befall him, which caused more violent coughing: "Ahem, what is the matter, my dear St. Juan?

The old man trembled like a crooked old pine tree swaying on the top of the mountain.

"Isn't that my poor little nephew?" said the old man.

"W-What?"

"What?!" Mo Shi had to look back a few times, but finally had to make sure that he was the object that the old man was referring to, "I? My lord, are you talking about me?"

"Are you not the youngest son of my poor little sister's friend, who pleaded with God for favor and therefore left home to do penance and disappeared without a trace?

The old man stepped forward in an incredibly vigorous way, grabbed Mo Shi's arm and held it tightly. 、

At this time, Mo Shi noticed that the old man's hands were not hairy, but shriveled and bare skin.

—High Priest.

He had indeed heard of priests who would remove the hair from their hands.

And his hands, so are his hands.

Mo Shi realized that he had no choice.

"I ...... I...... I don't remember. The moment he said this—he had no intention of acting, but tears did fall from his eyes.

He was so afraid, he was in his early twenties, and in his day he was even a child in the eyes of the elders who had successful careers, and here he was, alone, without relatives and without a cause, and even at any moment he could be burned as a demon—the fears that haunted him for too long, too long.

He longs for protection.

Even if it was a lie, it would make him extremely moved at this moment.

"From now on, you are Moshi Toyosui, child. The old man embraced him and whispered in his ear, "This is the surname of those fatherless in my homeland, an ancient and beautiful blessing, and I think you need it." ”