Alien world

Chapter 1150 72. Enemy
"hiss……"

Not long after, a suppressed groan of pain was heard from under the wings of the elven dragon.

Annan crawled out with blood on his mouth. He first checked the condition of the elven dragon. After all, it was an extraordinary life, so its injuries were not serious and it was still struggling to get up.

Annan told it not to move, then he stood up, ignoring the crushed grass and dirt all over his body, and complained to Prince Aidan above him: "Is this how you treat your friends who come to see you?"

Annan pretended to be calm, but his heart sank to the bottom... The amulet didn't respond, was the surrounding area banned from magic?

His protection is impeccable, even a monarch cannot muster so much protection. But he is only afraid of one thing - forbidden magic.

However, forbidden magic is also the nemesis of all spellcasters.

Prince Aidan lowered his eyes and looked at Annan who was pretending to be dissatisfied, and he should have gradually withdrawn his murderous intent towards the enemy.

"I told you to stay in the Emissary Village."

"I wanted to, but your brother insisted that I come to you." Annan hid his inner emotions and held up the mithril necklace: "You really don't want to consider it again?"

"It's too late."

"How can it be too late? You are a prince. If I take you back now, the kingdom will help you hide the evidence of your crime—"

“Because it has already begun.”

Annan was startled for a moment, then looked around.

There was no inexplicable fire or roar, and no elves noticed the movement here and came closer. Prince Aidan had plenty of time to talk with Annan... and to kill him.

"Your brother told me a lot about your ideas and your ideal country..."

"What do you think?"

"Again, it's too extreme." Annan shook his head.

"Now that you know the ending of Lost Town, do you still think so?" Prince Aidan no longer had any intention of killing Annan.

"These are two different things. We all know who the real murderer is. And you are too prejudiced against order."

"bias?"

"Have you ever seen true despair? I have. I come from the North, which has become a paradise for ratmen and demons.

Endless waves of rats surged like ocean waves, and the cracked earth spewed out terrifying flames. There, life was worthless and the slightest order was a luxury.

And the Kingdom of Paem is in Wilhelm, and is still under the jurisdiction of the Thirteenth High King... How bad can it be?

"Let me tell you a story, Annan," Prince Aidan said softly, "One day, a rich man and a beggar were riding in a carriage. The rich man was sighing, and the beggar asked him what was wrong. The rich man said, 'I am too troubled.' The beggar didn't believe it, and he said, 'You have food to eat, clothes to wear, money and a place to live, how can you be troubled? I really envy you.'"

"The rich man replied, 'Why not? We are troubled because our desires are not satisfied, but your current trouble can be satisfied with money. When you are as rich as me, you will have the same trouble.'"

Annan thought thoughtfully: "So at the end of the story, the rich man continues to suffer, while the beggar still doesn't understand the rich man's suffering?"

"Who knows."

Perhaps this will also happen in Liberty City in the future.

After citizens have escaped poverty and no longer have to worry about survival, they will inevitably think about higher-level issues. They will be confused and go astray, so they need guidance... But at least in the next few decades, this will not happen.

Annan didn't want to argue with Prince Aidan: "Do you know how many people will die if you do this?"

He lowered his eyes, like a statue without emotion: "The history of human rise is the history of killing."

Realizing that he could not persuade Prince Aidan, nor had the chance to control him, Annan changed the subject and said, "Then, for the sake of our friendship, can you hand over Irilanze to me?"

"Look, don't you only care about the people and things you care about?" Prince Aidan shook his head and chuckled: "We all know that even if I return her to you, you will not let it go... So let me continue to hold her as a hostage."

"You are so mean."

"It sounds better than executioner." Prince Aidan didn't care. Annan took a deep breath and deliberately said angrily: "Then I can only continue to chase you until you change your mind."

As expected, Prince Aidan frowned and said with humiliation: "Do you really think you can catch me? If I hadn't shown up on my own initiative, you would still be led by me like a dog..."

"You mean the cow?"

"What?" Prince Aidan was slightly stunned.

"The farmer will put an iron ring on the cow's nose so that the cow can be led by the nose. Have you never seen a cow?"

The murderous intent that had just arisen in him faded away, and he stretched out his hand towards Annan.

The mithril necklace in Annan's hand was suddenly taken away by a force and fell into the hands of Prince Aidan.

Can not go back……

As if saying goodbye to his past self, he slowly raised his hand and gently but firmly crushed the mithril necklace into pieces.

The shattered fragments streaked across Prince Aidan's cheeks, cutting off a strand of golden hair, each of which reflected his cold face.

"That's enough. Don't follow me anymore. I can't guarantee anything then..."

"Will it kill you?"

The top of Rudolf's Eye lit up, and as the strong light flashed, Prince Aidan's figure disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

Feeling the magic power in the air replenishing again, Annan gasped as if a drowning man was saved.

Annan no longer doubted whether Prince Aidan could do it... For the sake of his ideals, he could plunge the kingdom that raised him into war, let alone a newly-made friend.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the patch of grass where the mithril necklace was scattered. Annan pounced over and lay down in the grass to search for it.

Mithril is a good thing. 1000 pounds of gold coins cannot exchange for 1 pound of mithril.

After collecting the pieces, the mithril necklace was broken into dozens of pieces. I am afraid there is no possibility of recovery...

It is impossible to give up. Irilanze has not been found yet. Annan can only continue... or cooperate with the Elf Royal Court?

But what information do I have that can help the royal court?

Tell the truth to the royal court?
That might prevent the war from starting, but the kingdom would not thank him, and the elf mentor would not be able to be saved.

wrong……

Annan suddenly realized a problem... Since Aidan didn't care about the casualties of the kingdom and the elves... How could he avenge the Lost Village that had nothing to do with him?

……

"The elves who participated in the original decision-making have been protected."

In the Elf Flower Garden, the elders gathered in front of the flower bed to discuss the arrangements to be made.

At some point, an elder wind elf twitched his ears and walked out of the flower garden.

She saw the elven guards stopping a human.

"What happened?"

"Here comes Annan Reeves."

"Send someone to take him back to the Messenger Village."

The entire Elders Council was busy, and she had no time to fool around with a human boy.

Before she could go back, Annan forced his way in and shouted at her through the elf guards: "That was a cover! He didn't want to avenge Lost Town at all! His real target is someone else!"

(End of this chapter)