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Chapter 1186 Chapter 108. The charm of failure

Asking the jailer to put him in a solitary cell, Annan asked with interest, "What's your name?"

"Peterson, Lord Annan."

"What crime did you commit?"

"I...I am not guilty..."

"Don't lie to me." Annan whispered.

In the eyes of outsiders, Annan was so dazzling that people dared not look directly at him. Peterson lowered his head and said: "I am a spy for the Viper Thieves..."

At first glance, it seems that Peterson is an official, but in fact he is a spy planted by the thieves in the city guards.

What this kind of organization active between towns needs most is intelligence, so there is a chain of contempt between the thieves' groups: the thieves' groups in the city look down on the thieves' groups in the towns, and the thieves' groups that maintain intelligence organizations look down on the thieves' groups in the city.

As for those at the top of the contempt chain, they are the gray gloves of the nobles.

And Peterson is pretty much the gray glove of the gang of thieves.

Undercover? Infernal Affairs?
Annan added the thoughts that popped up in his mind into the magic image to be shot and returned his attention to the present.

According to the Liberty City Code, peripheral members like Peterson who were not directly involved should be sentenced to about three years in prison and equivalent compulsory labor - which is already generous.

No matter which town they were in, the bandits would be hanged immediately if they were caught.

"The loophole you found?"

"Your code is as perfect as—"

Annan interrupted his boasting and threw him a copy of the Liberty City Code: "I'll give you a chance. You have defrauded me of 100 gold nars now. Find an excuse to exonerate yourself within ten minutes."

"You think too highly of me..."

"If you can't come up with an excuse within ten minutes, in addition to your original crime, you will be charged with defrauding the Lord."

Peterson shut up and obediently flipped through the Liberty City Code, which was already thick enough and was about to get thicker.

Luo Xi brought a chair to Annan, and he sat there, watching the time pass by.

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and Annan stood up. The soles of his boots stepping on the ground seemed to be stepping on Peterson's heart.

"Are you ready?"

"Lord Annan, how can you say I'm defrauding you?" As expected of a spy from the thieves' gang, Peterson got into the game instantly: "I lent you 100 gold nars and promised to return you 200 gold nars in a month, but it hasn't even been a month yet..."

"So you didn't commit fraud?" Annan asked playfully.

"Of course not! How dare I defraud you?"

To some extent, Peterson still found loopholes - Annan asked him to use the Liberty City Code to exonerate himself, but he chose to find loopholes in Annan's words.

Annan smiled and said, "One month? Why do I remember it was a week?"

"What? I must have remembered it wrong!" Peterson patted his head obediently, "But please believe me, I would never dare to lie to you!"

"So when will you pay me the 200 Kinnars you owe me?"

"Well... I have to pay it back! But if you lock me up, won't I not get the money for three years?"

Annan thinks he and Tina will get along well

They are all talented people in the field who believe that "it would be fine if they did the right thing, but they will definitely shine if they take the unorthodox path."

"I can give you a chance..."

"Thank you Lord Annan!"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. You only have one chance, but if you do it, not only will you be exempted from punishment, but you can also work for me and receive a salary from Liberty City."

Is there any money left?

Peterson's breathing became rapid, and he no longer complained about being caught, and couldn't help asking, "How much?"

"First, deduct the 200 gold nars."...

Peterson may be cunning, but Annan is more cunning.

Annan took Peterson out of the prison, who was greeted by the envious looks of his former companions. He asked him to change his clothes and take a shower, and then simply told him what he had to do: "Your task is to convince the druids to agree to bless the wheat fields."

"Dad," he called to Dad, "tell our newcomers something about the druids."

After taking some time to get Peterson's take, "How's it going?" Annan asked.

"I think I have some ideas."

"you sure?"

“Yes…sure!”

Annan did not hesitate any longer and immediately took Peterson to the forest to find the druids.

Sensing the arrival of Annan and others, Selana came out to greet them.

"He is my new...staff member. Let us try again?" Annan asked with a smile.

"My companion will not change his mind..." she said

"It can't get any worse."

Selana obeyed Annan and took him, Dad and Peterson into the forest to the tree house made of leaves where the druids temporarily lived.

The druids scattered in the forest mountains came back one after another. Annan took a step back and gave the stage to Peterson.

"My druids seem to have some misunderstandings about us. Our farming is no different from your sowing..."

"What did you say?"

The druid in the shape of a brown bear stood up.

Peterson's breathing stagnated, but he looked back at Annan before regaining his courage: "Mr. Brown Bear, look, is there any difference between us watering the wheat, fertilizing it, and harvesting it in autumn, and you fertilizing the trees and getting them to bear fruit in autumn?"

"Um……"

The Bear Druid groaned dully.

"Different."

Said the elven druid wrapped in vines.

"What's the difference?" Peterson asked.

The elven druid could not say anything, but just stubbornly repeated one sentence: "We will not bless you."

Peterson was anxious. He didn't care whether these druids would bless him or not, but he couldn't convince these stubborn bastards, so he was going to be locked in a cage!

"Why? Our farmland has a good harvest, so it won't encroach on forests, grasslands, and rivers!"

The druids were speechless. Feeling that the time was about right, Annan coughed lightly:
"I can understand the druids' dislike for farmland. Because where there are farmlands, a lot of trees are cut down and grasslands are destroyed..."

"But as Peterson said, farmland is to us what trees are to you, so why exclude humans from nature?"

"On the way here, Serana told me that her companions would not change their minds."

Annan's words made the druids look at the deer man with surprise.

"My answer is, 'It can't get any worse'... I think the same is true for you. You have seen the Free City. Here, no one will harm the forest and the elves."

"If you lend a helping hand, the worst that can happen is that you will just have another territory like other humans. So why not take a chance and let the first human territory that coexists with nature be born in Gem Bay?"

Faced with Annan's sincerity, the druids looked at each other.

When Annan almost thought they were persuaded, the elven druid stood up.

"I'm sorry, Lord Annan, we don't want to have any contact with humans."

(End of this chapter)