Alien world

Chapter 1009 240. They are not
The King's Parade...

It can be seen that the pressure brought by Liberty City to the royal palace was too great, forcing the king to use this method to boost morale.

Can they take advantage of this opportunity to do something? Like assassinate...

Annan shook his head. Not only could he not do it, but he also had to let the Free Blade rest for a while.

Regardless of whether Free Blade has this ability, carrying out an assassination might cause the Waverers to side with the Kingdom, which would displease those who stand on Annan's side.

Annan hasn't received the patrol route yet, but it should pass through the outer city - the city guards have received orders to clean the streets before the patrol.

It would take a long time to clean up the three dirty streets with only one hundred city guards. Annan directly hired locals to clean the streets and walls, and most other districts did the same, but they didn't pay them or give them food.

The three streets became visibly busy; the dirty ice that had frozen hard in the alleys and gutters was shoveled away, loaded onto carts and transported away.

Even the invisible Annan was not spared, such as public toilets.

Apart from the Kingdom of Rekanel, what else makes you sick but you have to endure it?

The answer is a winter toilet.

Although the "Montreal Mountain Shit Incident" was extreme, it also illustrates to some extent how bad toilets are in the North in winter.

Because of the extreme cold, the excrement would freeze in a short time, which made it difficult for the excrement collectors to do anything about it. As a result, the excrement in the pit would rise like a pillar until it protruded from the pit.

The more diligent streets would use pickaxes to knock down the frozen excrement, but they would just collapse instead of disappearing. Over time, the pit would pile up higher and higher until it could no longer hold...

There was no need for Annan to do this. After all, Clo would not go to the toilet with his pants held up on a whim. Sooner or later, the people here would go to Middle-earth because of the fall of the new capital, but at least it would make the locals live more comfortably.

The result is that thanks to the reputation established by Annan, the three streets of Shang, Zhong and Xia have been completely transformed.

The dirty urine stains and garbage in the alley were cleaned up, and the filth on the walls was wiped off, revealing the original brick and wood color. When the locals saw how clean Hot Street was, they almost forgot that it was built less than a year ago.

When it was time to pay the wages, a resident wanted to curry favor with Annan and said, "We cleaned the streets for ourselves, and we shouldn't let Master Olme pay for it!"

The civilians standing in line were all silent in awkward silence, not knowing whether they should continue standing there.

Annan, who was whispering with Maria nearby, came over, grabbed a handful of copper coins and stuffed them into the hands of the residents in front of the team. He stared at the guy who was making a fuss and said, "You don't want your wages? Very good, but don't kidnap others to get the wages they deserve."

The hecklers disappeared into the crowd in shame. Annan shook his head and told them to continue distributing money and return to Maria.

He felt someone was looking at him, and following the line of sight, he saw the woman's daughter. She was standing in the line of people, and when she was discovered, she quickly turned her head away.

Annan didn't care and continued talking to Maria about the previous topic: reminding the Free Blade who followed to Hot Street not to assassinate the king without knowing the consequences.

……

"This is our chance!" shouted a Freeblade member.

Dirk said nothing.

He continued passionately, "Kro is the culprit of all this. He sold out the people, betrayed the country, and colluded with the ratmen. As long as we kill him, no one will dare to oppress us anymore, and everyone will remember us!"

Dirk still didn't say anything.

The others were so excited by what they heard that they couldn't wait for the day of the king's pilgrimage to come.

"Naive, stupid, naive stupid."

The sarcastic girl suddenly turned into a basin of ice water and poured it on everyone's head.

Dirk was about to touch the weapon when he remembered that it was the woman who gave them a lot of money and called herself Rat Woman.

The others also kept their mouths shut. Even though they had joined the Freeblade, they still held a certain amount of awe in the eyes of wealthy people who were generous with their money—and she might be a big shot in the Freeblade.

Maria appeared at the door of the living room, leaning against the door frame, revealing her venomous tongue that she had never shown in front of Annan: "I said you were naive because you actually thought that Clo was dead and everything was over... Was it Clo who was stepping on your heads and bullying you? Was it Clo who was lying on you and sucking your blood?"

They were silent. "I say you are stupid because you, a bunch of commoners, actually want to assassinate the king..."

Someone was not convinced and said: "A legendary wizard could be killed by a farmer using a dung fork!"

"Do you think you are luckier than that farmer?"

The man stopped talking.

Maria said bluntly: "I give you money so that you can focus on recruiting members and strengthening the Free Blade, not to let you daydream."

"They were just talking casually," Dirk finally said.

"It better be this way."

Dirk probed, "Have you been watching us?"

"Just dropping by."

Maria ignored their guesses, stood up, and retreated into the shadows behind the door.

After a long moment, a member walked to the door and looked left and right.

"She left."

"Don't talk about assassination anymore," Dirk said. "She can appear around us twice, and she can kill us twice. The guards around the king will be even more powerful."

After hearing these words, Maria, who was hiding in the dark, left completely.

She thought they would be safe for a while, but unexpectedly, two days later, these guys were brought to her: Sheafield claimed to have caught the Free Blade.

Annan came to the room where Maria was imprisoned in Sheafield, exchanged glances with the surprised Maria, and confirmed that these were the group of Free Blades that ran to Hot Street.

After a brief silence, Annan stared at the leader, Dirk, and asked, "Is he the Free Blade?"

"That's right, Master Orme, I've been watching them all day and confirmed that they are recruiting members." Sheafield was so proud that he seemed to be wagging his tail.

Annan looked at Dirk for a long time, shook his head and said, "He is not."

"he is!"

"I'm!"

"you are not."

Dirk, who was about to admit it through gritted teeth, was stunned.

"The true Free Blade has a firm heart and strong will. Torture cannot pry open their teeth, and humiliation cannot make them kneel. You said they admitted it and knelt in front of us? How is this possible?"

"No, isn't it?"

Having said that, Sheafield also felt that they were not, and the Free Blades lowered their heads in shame.

"No, they are at most potential Free Blade members." Annan asked his men to untie them. "But how could I, a young guard officer of Orme, do such a thing as killing innocent people for credit?"

"I'm worried that you might have alerted the enemy and scared away the real Freeblade."

"I'm sorry, Master Olmey..." Sheafield also hurriedly ordered his men to take action in order to take credit.

"It's okay, but don't act rashly." Annan raised his head, pointed at his eyes and Dirk and the others and said, "Don't cross the line again. I'm watching you."

Dirk, looking thoughtful, left with his men.

(End of this chapter)