Alien world

Chapter 106 105. Becoming a Prisoner
The banquet ended in failure.

The banquet hosted by the fake king was completely reduced to a joke.Not only because almost no one attended the banquet, but the fake king actually invited: a bunch of stinking goblins, a bunch of dirty commoners, an upstart businessman, and the notorious shameless baron

It is said that the old head of the Lawrence family went to the banquet hall to expose the ugly veil of the fake king on the spot.

——The aristocrats and rich people laughed so eloquently the next day.

It seems that the banquet held by Annan is indeed a farce.

The voices about Annan impersonating Levi's became louder and louder, and some radical nobles even clamored to catch the fakes quickly.

Francois admired that Annan could still sit still: "Aren't you angry?"

"not angry."

Annan, who was sitting behind the desk, tilted his head slightly, "Della, assassinate this person."

The dancing shadow opened the oak door and left the study.

"Uh..." Francois found that Annan was just joking, and continued: "Annan, I know you don't want to believe that Olmedo's father is a murderer. But when a person stands like a murderer and acts like a murderer, what he does If he looks like a murderer, then he is a murderer."

"And Olmedo was not at the banquet last night..."

Annan also knew this, but he couldn't think of the reason.

Augusta Olmedo is not an ambitious person, he has no reason to cooperate with the Ratman, even if he covets the position of the city lord - this is like a rich man who put all his money into the 100 gold coins on the gambling table.

Francois went on to say aggressively: "You will only get more attacks if you continue to remain silent."

"what can we do?"

Annan looked at Francois.

This is a battle within the rules:

Augusta Olmedo knew Annan was an impostor, so he was looking for evidence.

They suspected that Augusta Olmedo had an affair with the Ratmen and were also looking for evidence.

Moreover, Annan and his friends could not fight against the old aristocratic system represented by Augusta.

As long as Augusta Olmedo thought about it, the news that Annan was a fake could spread throughout the city in a day.And Annan wanted to declare that Augusta Olmedo had an affair with the Ratman, which would only allow Francois to spread around and possibly be suppressed.

Unless using additional means to jump out of the rules.

Annan suddenly remembered that he had missed something, so he quickly took out the letter paper and wrote a letter to the leader of Osulonde, telling them that he was caught in a political vortex, and they should not believe any news sent back.

Ausulonde leader? 30 days?
Does the apocalypse forecast have anything to do with the Reeves family...

"The old head of the Lawrence family seems to believe you, is he willing to testify?"

"We have no proof that I am..."

The study door was pushed open, Francois looked at the door, and Della came back with a cup of coffee.

"Have you added sugar?" Annan asked

"Two scoops."

Francois continued to propose: "Shall we tell Olmedo about this?"

"How do you think he will react when he finds out that his father is related to the Ratman?"

Even if Olmedo was really impartial, he shouldn't expect his council father Marco to investigate his father amiably.

"Francois, I need you to bring Marco here."

Marko is the publisher owner.

Marko, who attended the banquet, managed to convince himself that he was just a businessman.Whether the King of the North is real or not is irrelevant, even if the King of the North is a Ratman, it will not affect the publisher's business—maybe "Breaking the Sky" will sell better.

"I'll go now."

Francois got up and said.But as soon as he opened the door, noise and noise came from the corridor, and the maids pressed against the walls in panic.

The standard plate armor shows the identity of the intruder - the guard of Breeze City.

"You are invading the sacred territory of the King of the North!"

Francois blocked the door, and the captain of the guard stretched out his hand to push him away, and stepped to stand on the desk.

Della's chill made him pause.

"Not anymore."

Standing in front of the desk, the captain of the guard took out a signed order:
"The lord's order. Capture the warlock pretending to be the king of the North, Levis Reeves, Annan."

"Do you have any evidence?"

Annan sighed and put down the warm coffee.

"I am……"

The magnetic voice sounded, and Annan's black eyes rippled, and Francois looked out the door with the bewildered Francois.

The familiar blonde silhouette stepped into the study.

"Olmedo?"

Francois rushed towards Olmedo, but was blocked by guards.

"You betrayed us!"

"I have not betrayed anyone, because I have always been loyal to Breeze City."

Olmedo looked at Annan calmly, and suddenly let out a whisper that only Annan could hear.

"I need your trust."

Annan's eyes fell on the soldiers behind Olmedo.

They are just ordinary guards, only the captain of the guard is an elite.

And Olmedo knew he could summon the blue dragon,

"What are you going to do with me?"

"You will be put in a dungeon for investigation."

Annan nodded lightly: "Lead the way."

Olmedo relaxed slightly, ignored Francois and Della who were staring at him angrily, and led Annan out of the manor.

Before being sent into the carriage, he stopped the captain of the guard who wanted to put Annan on the magic ring.

"My lord, he is a very dangerous spellcaster..."

"But until the trial, he remains King in the North."

The people on the street threw stones and vegetable leaves and shouted to get out of Breeze City——

Annan could not say that they were stupidly fooled, because he was indeed a counterfeit.He was just thinking, why did these civilians prepare everything in advance and wait here?
After several 10 minutes of bumps, Annan didn't know where the carriage was because his head was covered with a sack when he got off the carriage. The only thing he could be sure of was that he was walking down the steps.

The eerie cold stimulated goosebumps on the skin, and the iron chains and strange whispers echoed in the air——

wow-

The iron door sounded close at hand, Annan was pushed into the dungeon, and the sound of locking the door sounded behind him.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Annan lifted the sackcloth, and looked around the empty dungeon that looked like a palace.

The dark fluorite on the wall exudes dim fluorescence, the cold and damp penetrates into the bone marrow, and several indescribable dark silhouettes lean against the depths, echoing low sounds.

A barely human silhouette said, "...I hijacked a caravan."

And another figure beside him said: "I am the leader of that caravan."

A ferocious and sturdy silhouette said: "I slaughtered the short human who didn't pay me."

The outline of a giant bear said: "I killed a group of mercenaries."

The last remaining shadow of Stephen's dwarf was savage.It didn't say anything, because it didn't need words to set off its ferocity.

Then, a few dim lights in the darkness fell on Annan who had just arrived, and a mocking low laugh sounded.

"And you, Little Millet, are you charged with stealing the cub's candy?"

(End of this chapter)