Chapter 69 Interesting Discovery
"Missing? Sir, are you sure you didn't forget it somewhere?"

"No, it shouldn't be. I remember I brought a lot of Baratheon gold pounds as a backup."

"But sir, we have been following you all the time. If someone is so powerful as to steal your gold pounds right under our noses."

"Then I guess there's no need for him to be a thief."

These two sentences made the old prime minister fall into silence.

Yes, if the other party is so powerful, then why be a thief?

The old prime minister also checked other things and found that only the money was missing.

This doesn't make sense.

If other things are also lost, then it can also mean that this may be an elite spy of a certain force such as Queen Baratheon.

But if only the money was lost, it would mean that the other party was just a thief. But in this case, a thief who was so powerful that he could steal money in front of a bunch of vigilant extraordinary people would be...
There is no reason for someone with this ability to be a thief, at least no reason to just steal money.

After a brief moment of confusion, the old prime minister couldn't help but look at his hands.

The joints of the fingers have become swollen and bent, as if telling of the ruthlessness and cruelty of time.

'Am I really old?! So old that I can't even remember where I put my money?'

Maybe after this time, I should retire.

Hassank Iman, the former chancellor of the Leumann Empire, served in the position of chancellor of the empire for a full thirty-one years.

Although he is now a mid-sequence transcendent, he is indeed over a hundred years old, and half of his body is already lying in the promised land.

"My Lord. Do you want us to check?"

"No, this must really be because I'm old."

The old prime minister shook his head and walked forward.

There was only one house in front, and it was obvious that the old prime minister came to see the prophet.

Moon also estimated the gold coins he had left, and finally Moon decided to take a gamble.

Just as the old prime minister entered, Moon melted the stone wall in front of him.

It was not like before, with only a small bit of stone wall left to support it, but a thickness of about two palms side by side was left.

This is the limit of the sounding horn.

And it also depends on whether the other party will open any barrier.

As soon as he entered the room, the old prime minister stopped his men from crushing the runes to set up the barrier:
"This is the Lion Family's territory. I just want to meet the prophet's demigod. There's no need to set up a barrier."

"grown ups?"

The old prime minister's men were a little stunned.

The old prime minister could only smile and shake his head:
"Two outsiders are in the master's territory, so it's better for us to be honest. Isn't setting up the barrier telling others what we are plotting?"

"Or are you sure that the Lion Family won't be able to find out that we have set up a barrier to prevent detection?"

The subordinates lowered their heads in shame.

The old prime minister waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to take it seriously, and then he looked at the jester:
"If I'm not mistaken, there isn't anything similar in your workshop, right?"

"It's just a basic warning spell. Otherwise, the old lion wouldn't allow an outsider like me to live openly in his fortress."

This made Moon above his head nod repeatedly, good job!
This is the style of a good comrade!
"Does that ensure we can discuss this normally?"

The Fool pointed to his eyes and said:

"I can tell you for sure that even if the old lion's guardian knight comes, I can find him early!"

"If someone can hide and eavesdrop on what we say without being discovered by me, then there must be an angel hiding above our heads regardless of his identity!"

At this point, both of them laughed.

How could such a thing happen? After laughing, the old prime minister said to the jester:

"I have read the prophecy you sent me, so I came here too. Now let me see your true sincerity, right?"

"Don't you know my sincerity?"

The old prime minister smiled and said:

"You mean the Baratheons who are about to cause chaos?"

"Isn't this enough?"

"It's indeed not enough. After the young queen kills that terrible guy, she will become a big figure in Sequence One."

"Your Lu family has failed, and our emperor has long been dead. Under such circumstances, the Roman Principality will not take out the seal of His Majesty the Emperor."

"After all, there are no Sequence 2 angels to use it, but no one thinks that it is possible to realize the theoretical possibility by relying on a few demigods."

Theoretically, a mortal could kill a god if he possessed a seal of the same level.

But so many years of history have also clearly told people that possibilities are basically just possibilities.

As long as they cannot deal with the Queen, their plans will be greatly hindered.

The jester smiled and said:
"Then it seems that I have to admit it in person. Don't you know that I am actually Sequence Three?"

"You should have guessed that the reason I did all this was to become an angel!"

As he said this, the Fool opened his palm, and a clay tablet appeared out of nothing in his hand.

This is the standard ability of the Prophet's Path Sequence Three - the Tablet of Destiny.

It can only be used three times, but each use can designate a person to an unavoidable fate.

"In this case, as long as you can convince the Principality of Roman to hand over that sealed object, then as long as I complete my promotion, I will be happy to help you completely eliminate a great enemy who will definitely bear a grudge against me!"

Looking at the clay tablet in the other party's hand, the old prime minister asked curiously:

"Can you use this to give the Queen the fate of death?"

The Fool laughed out loud:

"That's not something you would say at your level. That's stupid."

“Not to mention that I’m only a Sequence 3 right now, even if I become a Sequence 2, I don’t think I can kill a Sequence 1 with this method.”

"Lord Hasank, the fate specified by the Clay Tablet of Destiny is indeed unavoidable, but if it is written too far-fetched, no one knows when and in what form it will be realized."

Hassank waved his hand and said:
"Of course I know this. I remember the second Lord of Prophecy before he took over the throne from his predecessor who was the eldest son."

"He tried to use the Tablets of Destiny to order the death of his greatest enemy."

"Results"

Without waiting for the old prime minister to finish, the jester turned around and said with a smile:

"But the result was that he became the first god to be killed by a 'mortal'. Although he did kill his great enemy in the end, at the cost of his life."

“It’s really ridiculous!”

These two sentences made Moon above his head feel something was wrong.

This is not the attitude a prophet should have towards the Lord God of his path.

Although this main god has died a long time ago, he is still the predecessor.

But you have to know that respecting your own Lord God is a compulsory course for every extraordinary person.

Even if they die!
Moreover, Moon also heard hatred in his sarcasm.

This is very interesting. A prophet living in the present day hates an ancient god who has been dead for many epochs?
(End of this chapter)