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Chapter 1022 Chapter 253. Good Assassin

Marquis Bar was slightly relieved that they did not drag Shadow out, but Olme stood at the front, holding up a newly released and still hot "The Glory of Recanel" and reading an article from it:
"The kingdom migrated to the west coast, and the decree for rebuilding the kingdom issued by the head of the parliament rose in the new land..."

After reading this short article, Annan held up the newspaper and said, "Bar, you are familiar with this article, right?"

Not only was he familiar with it, Marquis Barr still remembered it clearly.

They provided the praise that Marquis Barre needed but couldn't say, and they offered a generous price - it wasn't Barre who paid for the articles, but they paid, and only a fool would refuse.

"What happened to it?"

Marquis Barr keenly sensed that there was something wrong and did not give a direct answer.

Annan circled the first word of each paragraph in the article, and together they read: The Free City will destroy the Kingdom.

Amid the uproar of the crowd, Annan shouted coldly: "This is a secret code!"

"I investigated the businessman who signed the article, and he is working for Liberty City!"

"This... this doesn't mean anything! We just published an article praising the Speaker of Parliament..." Marquis Barr began to sweat.

"What if you took their money?"

"Ouch—"

Suddenly, a scream sounded beside me. An old woman fell to the ground in pain and asked for help from the people around her: "My waist... someone help me up."

The inexplicable appearance of the old woman among the soldiers of the Purification Court surprised everyone, but Annan, who had a strong desire to help the old woman up, reflexively reached out to help.

The pain on the old woman's face suddenly disappeared, and she sneered and said, "Marquis Barto, I greet you!"

As Marquis Bal stared in amazement, he pulled out the dagger from his arms and stabbed Annan in the chest.

In terms of warning significance, what could be better than assassinating the Marquis's enemies in public, in front of the Marquis?

The dagger had already pierced through Annan's uniform, making a hole, but the light of the magic shield suddenly lit up in the assassin's surprise, deflecting the dagger in his hand, and then Maria rushed over and fought with the assassin. Two live ropes wrapped around the assassin one after the other.

The assassin was not good at frontal combat, and his fate was sealed when his assassination attempt failed and he was unable to escape.

And what he said also became strong evidence that there was something wrong with Marquis Bal.

Annan was thoughtful. It would be ineffective if he always asked "himself" to come forward. This trick seemed to work well... Annan came out of his thoughts and looked at Marquis Bar, who looked desperate. "Bar Montreal, I am arresting you for colluding with Liberty City and assassinating officials of the Kingdom."

Marquis Bal and the assassin were taken away. Annan asked the remaining people to seal up the newspaper and not allow anyone to go out. They found the wizard consultants and found magic rings on them.

"We are mages and consultants to the newspaper." They also wanted to use their identities as an excuse.

"What a coincidence, me too."

Annan expressionlessly ordered his men to capture them and pull off the magic rings.

The next thing is easy. If there is evidence of guilt in the magic ring, Marquis Barr will have one more crime. If there is no evidence of guilt in the magic ring, then put the evidence in it.

With so many people watching, and given the importance of the newspaper, the news was quickly delivered to the palace, and the king once again summoned Young Master Olme.

Annan handed over the investigation of the newspaper to his subordinates and followed the guards to the palace. On the way, he met the military minister who had arrived and went to the palace with him.

The young king seemed to have just woken up. He leaned against the armrest of the throne and listened quietly to the news reported. Then he asked softly: "Baal? Who is it?"
Renato said, "Your cousin, the head of the Rekanel Glory Newspaper."

"Oh... it's him. I never thought Baal is also a free blade..."

"I really can't believe it." Renato lowered his head.

Clo wanted to lose his temper, but was too lazy to do so. He just sighed, "Is there anyone in this kingdom I can trust?" Annan pursed his lips. Clo looked at him and seemed to have found someone he could trust. "Master Olme, you have done a great job. I will leave the Purification Court to you."

"I will live up to the king's trust!"

Before the conversation ended, Clo remembered something and asked with some interest, "Are you interested in going to the battlefield and fighting the Free Blade head-on?"

"It's my honor!" Annan puffed out his chest, "But please allow me to clear out all the Free Blades in the New Capital before rushing to the battlefield!"

"it is good……"

The king leaned back on the throne with satisfaction. He became more and more satisfied with Annan. He even trained him as the future head of the parliament and rewarded him with titles, treasures, and... a princess.

"Do you have anyone you like?"

"Your Majesty, I feel embarrassed for you to act like this..." Annan said helplessly.

"What are you sorry about?"

Renato answered for Annan: "What he meant was that you gave him too much reward and he was not prepared."

The king smiled nonchalantly and said, "This is a reward for a warrior who is loyal to the kingdom."

Clo was so sensible that Annan couldn't go any further and softened his tone a little: "Then how does your majesty want me to deal with Marquis Bar...?"

"It's a business matter. No one, even my uncle, dares to assassinate my loyal subjects."

Cloe showed an attitude of indifference towards blood ties.

Annan knew what to do.

……

After leaving the palace, Annan had transformed himself into Viscount Olmey. It was really impressive to think that it only took him a dozen days to go from a commoner to a viscount.

It's not that they were impressed by the rapid promotion, but that the kingdom was at its end and the nobles began to send money out as if it was free, just to maintain stability.

Annan felt like he was back home when he returned to the dungeon, but the home of the Purification Court made him feel a little less comfortable... after all, there was a dangerous stranger sitting in his house.

When Annan arrived at Marquis Bar's cell, he was...crying.

"Woooooooo..."

The soft sobbing echoing in the dungeon made people's hair stand on end. Annan asked helplessly: "Why are you crying?"

Marquis Bar cried like a little girl: "I just want to do what I like, why do you all want to stop me..."

"Where was your courage when you assassinated me? Where was your guts when you defamed Liberty City?"

But Bal wouldn't listen to anything he said, so Annan had to get straight to the point: "Allow me to reintroduce myself. I'm Annan, Annan Reeves."

The crying stopped, and Bal raised his head: "Who are you?"

"Annan."

"No matter how you cheat me, I have never colluded with Liberty City." Bal planned to continue crying in grievance.

"Do you want to work for me?" Annan had to interrupt him again: "There is no eternal kingship. The Kingdom of Rekanel is not worthy of your loyalty, and the king who allowed you to be captured is not worthy either...Your abilities should be used where they should be used, where you are valued."

Annan used his charm, and Bal's crying gradually became weaker and turned into grunting breaths.

(End of this chapter)