Chapter 10 The name is too fake
Although Lucifer was stunned, he still cooperated with his rhetoric and nodded to the title of "Mr. Warren".
This relieved Mogan - giving a new name to a noble king in a casual brain teaser was a bold transgression that he would not have made if it had not been for the urgency.
ββ¦β¦ But what did he just say about Lucifer? β
Robbie isn't smart, but he's not stupid either. If such an obvious change of words can't be heard, Mogan probably doesn't want to use his capital while leading people, but wants to kick the store manager out and do it himself.
"He came from the kingdom of Lestus, where etiquette and etiquette were more important, and it was customary for a man like Mr. Warren to be right at all times...... The respect of the King and the Royal Family. Although traveling all year round, this year-round habit is difficult to change. β
While talking nonsense, Mogan paid attention to Lucifer's expression, and realized that he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to make nonsense.
"Just now he was trying to say that he was a citizen of Lucifer Lestus. I think it's a pretty famous name, Reynolds, you've probably heard of it, right? β
But the result was a little bit different from what Mogan had imagined.
Robbie felt familiar at first, scratching his ears and cheeks for a moment, perhaps searching his mind for the common sense he had returned to the teacher. This kind of contemplation caused the atmosphere to stalemate for no reason for a long time, and the other two could only stand dry out of politeness, patiently waiting for the response speed of this pig brain overload.
It wasn't until the red-haired scum found the treasure in the corner that he finally realized it and slapped his thigh.
"Do you think I'll misunderstand this gentleman because of that tyrant's reputation? It's okay! I don't know what the situation is. Besides, so far away from a continent, what does the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Lestus have to do with me? β
Hearing this, Lucifer's reaction was to nod his head, his expression not knowing whether he was really in agreement or just acting.
Lucifer, who had asked to be disassociated with the strange request for a while, seemed to be a different person, and even Mogan couldn't see how he felt.
But after all, he has dealt with people in the royal family, and Mogan can also think of a possibility.
- This may be a kind of "forced business state" of King Lestus from the usual.
"I remember when I used to take classes at home, I was quite impressed." Robbie scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't remember somehow, it's not a few years." The name was so fake that I probably couldn't read it well at the time, and I couldn't hear it. β
In order to avoid being hated as a tutor in the kingdom of Cole, Mogan tactfully deflected away from the topic.
"Mr. Robbie, aren't you still down to business? Gold? β
He didn't just know about gold nuggets. It's just that this topic is not only embarrassing, but also reminds him that he can have a little subtle empathy with Robbie.
When I first heard the name "Lucifer", I didn't react to the natives, and rightfully so.
He had no faith and could not think of books that symbolized the "sacred", but he had other opinions. In my previous life, my impression of this name was either that he pretended to be a criminal, or that he was a self-created villain in the literary and artistic works that his classmates talked about when he was in school.
Knowing the history of the Twin Continents thoroughly, and reading a lot of miscellaneous classics, Mogan also knew that the world knowledge system in this life was completely different from what it used to be, and the name was not only not abused here for the time being, but also did not have some special meaning in faith.
It's just that the pronunciation is more special, whether it is the lingua franca of the mainland or the dragon language of the Mogan Society, there is a sense of disobedience that does not match the actual language when read - that is, what Robbie said, "This name is too fake".
But since Lucifer's reputation is clearly a villain on this continent, Mogan also has reason to think that in a few hundred or even a thousand years, this strange name may also become an abused legend.
As for now, there is only one little comrade who doesn't know who he is facing at all.
"I didn't mean anything else this time, mainly to say, I really can't accept this gold nugget!"
Although he is not very quiet, Robbie Reynolds belongs to the type who is afraid of soft and hard. Obviously, the experience of being stuffed with a gold nugget in two sentences during the day made him feel a little guilty about His Majesty the King who was "been" incognito.
It's like a person who insists on being honest and deceiving people for the first time, and he will always be empty-hearted.
Then, while constantly explaining that he didn't need this piece of gold, he repeatedly emphasized that he was not temporarily repentant, he really didn't react at the time, and he had the basic principle of "being a businessman", and it was impossible to make such money that he felt was not worth it.
It was supposed to be a boring and awkward conversation, but Robbie gradually discovered the beauty in it.
- This Mr. "Jane Warren" is an excellent listener, with a subtle response to every "little allusion" and "new knowledge" he says. It's not the kind of pretentious response, but it seems to have been listening to his statement.
It's not even like just maintaining politeness, nodding and nodding his head is just right, as if he is seriously accepting his "submitted report". has always been regarded as reckless, and he has made negative teaching materials for half his life, where has Robbie enjoyed this kind of treatment?
Taking advantage of the endless talk over there, unilaterally exporting the chicken soup for the soul of the "theoretical merchant", the real merchant Mogan Grande has placed the tired and collapsed eagle owl on the windowsill, put some leftover fruit, and built a warm nest for it.
Then he unfolded the note from the bird's backpack and read it aloud in the light of the sparks twinkling on his fingertips.
After browsing, Mogan frowned, then pointed to the corner of the paper with his burning fingertips.
It will be burned immediately after reading, although there is a high probability that there will be no problem with retention, but it can be completely destroyed to be foolproof.
Although he is strong enough to deal with the dangers that may arise on most continents, he is limited to ordinary areas. If he did encounter the kingdom's top assassin with bad intentions, Mogan believed that he might be able to come up with a trick to escape, but there would be absolutely no way to fight back.
Normally, he would not encounter this level of danger, but if he carried this kind of suspicious entity information with him, it would be a different matterβafter all, the letter just now came from his mother, who was on a confidential mission assigned by a certain queen.
In fact, there is no too sensitive information in it, just a more alternative "evil dragon-style" shush and warmth, and Cecilia Grande, who is still quite confused about the contradictions of the human race although she has been working for the queen so far, confides in and complains deeply about her son.
But Mogan knew that this kind of content was all out of emotion and not much nutrition, but others didn't know.
The identity-sensitive Mogan has a clear sense of his strengths and weaknesses. On the one hand, he has a pair of powerful parents and a terrible bloodline; On the other hand, he had almost no real combat experience, and the courses he took when he was young were just training.
During the five years that he had spent studying all the business opportunities in the Kingdom of Cole, his little magical talent was mainly used to cause trouble and run away, and at most his combat experience against robbers and thieves was obviously not an opportunity for growth.
Mo Gan didn't feel weak, but he didn't think he could compare to the knights, mages, and even assassins in the kingdom who had been accumulating, fighting, and tempering for dozens or even hundreds of years, but he always adhered to the attitude of enough to do.
After all, he's just a businessman.
It's too unfair to rely on talent alone and become strong out of thin air without hard work.
But now, he has encountered a fundamental contradiction.
[I can't go home this birthday, next time I must be.] I'm still looking up what kind of duke it is, and Christine told me to tie up more people and go back, I don't know what the use is. She didn't let me startle the snake, and even wanted to save his life when it was critical...... I don't know what to say. You say, if I accidentally burned the assassin with dragon fire in order to kill him, would Christine believe it? γ
The letter was not very businesslike, although it inevitably revealed some details, giving Mogan, who was accustomed to finding out most of the things around him, a chance to explore on his own, at least Cecilia herself did not want her son to be involved.
The demon dragon Cesilia has been uncertain since she resumed working for the queen, one in the dark and the other in the light with her husband, and even Mogan's own son has rarely been seen, so she can only rely on the eagle owl Hammer, who has special natural abilities, to communicate with each other.
But every year on the third birthday of the family of three, she always asks her family and herself to go back - because she finds out that her son's growth period is inclined to the Terrans, Cesilia decides to follow the Terran time herself, so as not to leave regrets.
Dragons live extremely long, and they usually don't have more than a birthday. In order to cater to her family and friends, Cecilia has changed a lot.
Now that even she herself is not complying with the rules, which only proves that the situation is worse than described, and she needs to stay in it.
The uncalculating Hurricane Demon Dragon may not be able to delicately analyze the merits of the situation, or gain insight into which side has what kind of conspiracy, but she can keenly perceive the emotional tension of those around her, even if they are as dignified and meticulous as ever.
And there is only one character who has a close relationship with her and is most likely to affect the whole body.
- If even Her Majesty the Queen is nervous, the situation may be more serious than you think.
Mogan found that his understanding may not be sufficient.
But there is no doubt that based on the present, Mogan's plan to fly back tomorrow and return by himself is on hold. According to his usual thoughts, this extra time would allow him to set up more on Robbie's side, which could be regarded as an extra time to explore.
Because this change of circumstances also involves one of his target figures, an indispensable wrongdoer in that strategy.
The "what kind of duke" in Cecilia's mouth is naturally Albert Talanick.
According to Mogan's original idea, Albert should be just a puppet to be put on the surface, and both parties will treat him as a mascot, but the safest party in the current situation, and both sides must be well fed.
The people behind the scenes are deeply hidden, and the queen will naturally not let go of such a one-of-a-kind walking humanoid clue, after all, none of the duke's cronies tied back by her friend have conclusive clues, which is enough to see that the investigation is extremely difficult; And if such a useful character dies unexpectedly, the migration of inheritance will be extremely troublesome for the people behind the scenes who control the assets of the entire city through him.
After all, the duke had never had a formal lady - just because he was so proud that he did not look down on a noble woman of ordinary status at all, and an earl with a little status would not give his daughter to such a person.
But there are three or five illegitimate children with names and surnames alone, and if there is an inheritance, how much must be distributed according to the contract, and even the biological brother cannot get all his assets.
Someone wants to kill such a person, there is no doubt that the ground will be broken at the same time on the heads of Tai Sui on both sides.
Rather than thinking about who had such a motive, Mogan was more worried about what variables he had overlooked.
It's not even more dangerous, it's a matter of daring and believing in the "wealth and danger", and if the Duke of Albert really matters, Mogan doesn't want his plans to indirectly affect the queen's strategy.
Making money is making money, and he still doesn't want to cause obstacles to his relatives and friends.
However, it is not Mogan's practice to get out of trouble as soon as he is in trouble, and Mogan's earlier preparations were actually laid out before he came to Windsor Town, and it is already difficult to recover at this moment. In this case, instead of being a frightened bird, it is better to think about how to push the boat down the river.
It's just that until the truth is known, the plan may need to be put on hold, and things are getting more and more confusing.
By this time, Robbie's mouth was dry, and he finally had the consciousness to go back to sleep.
"I'll have to go back later...... I don't know what's going on below, so I'll probably go and see. β
But he muttered to himself for a while, and somehow brought the topic back to the beginning.
"Actually, it's strange for me to say that the kingdom of Lestus is so closed that I haven't seen a few people outside. There are a lot of merchants in our treaty port, the Kingdom of Denton, and even the Kingdom of Crowley who come to buy them, and I haven't seen a few of them, and you are the first Lestus I have seen. Mr. Warren, do you know why? β
Does Mr. Warren know?
He knew it all too well.
Mogan had a headache when he heard this, and just as he tried to find a way to stop it, he saw Lucifer shake his head.
"The terrain of the Mirnik Heights is not very accessible, but it is not completely inaccessible, and it is just a misinformation. It's true that tourists are scarce, and there is also the effect of the strict review of the pass order - but when it comes to the specific reasons, I am naturally not very clear. β
"And what reason did you use to get out?" Robbie was still curious, "I remember being quite strict." There is a man in our town named Don Quixote, a botanist, who said that he had always wanted to investigate the plants endemic to the Mirnik Plateau - it is said that he submitted an application for research when he was a teenager, and he could not turn it in once a week, and now he is in his thirties, and he has not been approved. β
Seeing that His Majesty the King blinked, and seemed to be considering specific words, Mogan suddenly felt that he might not be able to control the developing situation, and finally stopped insisting on his historical bottom line of not being impulsive, and immediately improvising.
The bottom line is something that may be discarded.
He stepped forward in two steps and patted Robbie on the back in a sincere and kind reminder.
"It's almost dawn, do you remember the cannon that was put down just now? By the way, I seemed to see a pirate flag when I went down the mountain. I haven't seen pirates either, I rarely come to the beach, is this often the kind of thing near the town of Windsor? β
After a while, seeing Robbie's back gradually disappearing from view as he was frightened by the flicker, and his hurried back gradually disappeared from view, Mogan waved his hand politely, regardless of whether he had heard the final epilogue.
"Walk slowly, don't send."