The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 972

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"Mr. Moqian’s awareness is quite high." Upon hearing these words, the steward spoke, "Her Majesty the Empress has been tirelessly protecting the City of the World, and if she takes time to see you amidst her busy schedule, you must avoid speaking nonsense."

Moqian nodded again.

The birth of Golden Blood in the City of the World is indeed a significant event.

Moqian followed the steward all the way, taking the elevator to the top floor.

Because it was his first time there, he felt a bit uneasy.

This top-tier hall was too magnificent, even the Leaangle Family couldn’t compare.

"Her Majesty the Empress is just behind this door." The steward lowered his voice, "Once inside, remember to bow. Unless allowed by Her Majesty, you must not lift your head!"

Moqian glanced at the ancient and elegant door.

On the door was the number "III" and a woman wearing a crown.

Moqian knew this was not the true appearance of Sara Victoria, rather just a symbolic representation.

Similarly, the fourth Tarot Card also had such a number and design.

Moqian carefully glanced at the first door, which had the number "0" on it.

This represented The Fool Sage.

The beginning of beginnings.

After memorizing the steward’s instructions, he was about to knock and enter.

But suddenly, a cool air swept over him, causing Moqian to shiver.

He instinctively turned his head and saw an overly handsome face.

The man had striking silver hair.

The steward was startled and quickly bowed, "His Excellency The Chariot."

Norton casually glanced.

Moqian was so shocked he immediately knelt down, "Moqian Leaangle, pays respects to His Excellency The Chariot."

Except for the Sage Empress, the Pope, the Magician, Judgement, and the Hermit, all other Sages were unfamiliar to the City’s inhabitants.

Even Moqian, a legitimate member of the Leaangle Family, had only read about the titles of Chariot, Wheel of Destiny, The Lovers, The Hanged Man, The Sun, The Moon, and The Star on books.

It was indeed as documented.

Sages possess long-lasting lives and eternal youth.

The opponent’s presence was overwhelming, Moqian couldn’t even lift his head.

He trembled with fear, worried his actions might displease His Excellency The Chariot.

Finally, Norton spoke, "A member of the Leaangle family?"

"Yes, yes." Moqian broke into a cold sweat, "I have urgent matters that must be reported to Her Majesty the Empress."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly rose in the air.

Moqian grew more terrified, "Your Excellency The Chariot?"

Norton held his collar with one hand, smiling, "Why report only to Sara? Are you looking down on me?"

"No, no!" Moqian was completely panicked now, trembling more violently, struggling to voice, "Your, Your Excellency, I, I was unaware you were here, usually all matters are handled by Her Majesty—"

"Ah, understood." Norton continued smiling, "So in your eyes, you still don’t see me."

"No! Your Excellency The Chariot!" Moqian’s fear reached its peak, "I’ll report to you right now, the main house’s new—"

Yet again, he couldn’t finish his words, and his head tilted sideways.

Norton released his grip, letting Moqian slump to the ground, lifeless.

He pulled out a tissue and casually wiped his hand.

The steward’s body trembled, unable to rise from his knees.

The noise was so significant that it alarmed those inside the door.

Sara emerged, glancing at Moqian’s rapidly cooling body, and frowned, "Norton, why didn’t you let him finish?"

"I detest the Leaangle family." Norton folded his arms, "Got a problem?"

After speaking, he didn’t bother to see Sara’s expression and turned to leave.

Norton slightly frowned.

Despite his prolonged contact with Sara, he still hadn’t found the black skull symbol raised by Ying Zijin.

The true controllers of all this were still hiding in the shadows.

It was a lasting confrontation.

After Norton left, the Magician came out.

Sara grasped the scepter in her hand, "What has he been up to lately?"

The Magician hesitated, "How would I know?"

He was evasive whenever Norton approached.

"Having returned this time, hasn’t he also studied Alchemy and said he wanted to learn from you?" Sara asked blandly, "So, did he learn anything?"

The Magician’s talent lay in Alchemy and Refining medicine, unparalleled by other alchemists.

Norton’s special ability was unrelated to Alchemy.

"Yes, he did consult." The Magician said, "He even took a few of my new medicines, saying he wanted to research them."

Sara didn’t dwell on it further, turning instead to instruct the steward kneeling, "I’ve changed my mind, notify the Leaangle Family in a few days."

"Tell them Chariot detests them, and the Leaangle Family needs immediate reformation."

The steward wiped his sweat and shakily stood up, "Yes, Her Majesty."

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