Alien world

Chapter 1260 Chapter 182. Annan Enters the Golden Palace
The first moment he stepped through the portal, Annan saw the palace complex bathed in sunlight: starting from the floor tiles under his feet, passing through the road with street lights, to the columns supporting the buildings and the magnificent buildings themselves, all of them were made of gold and shone with dazzling light.

"This is the wealth that the Raymond family has spent three hundred years accumulating."

Annan was in a daze for too long, which made Killian beside him speak proudly.

"It's really amazing..." Annan exclaimed sincerely.

Annan had to admit that the wealth of the Raymond family was far beyond his imagination.

He even began to doubt the "blue dragon attacking the Broken Mountains" theory. Not to mention Ilimoyas, he wanted to pry off a floor tile from this palace...

In front of the Golden Palace stands a tall statue of Lady Wealth.

What Sir Makarov said was true. This golden statue was really ten meters high and even more spectacular than the statue Annan had seen in Breeze City.

Because Annan came to the continent of Allen in the turbulent first year when the gods lost contact, he coincidentally avoided many religious elements... But here, the symbols of the Church of Wealth can be seen everywhere.

"Are you also a believer of the Goddess of Wealth?" Annan suddenly asked Killian for no reason.

Killian was stunned at first, then replied, "All of the Raymond family are followers of the lady."

Annan was thoughtful.

Following him, they came to the largest palace known as the Golden Palace. A beautiful maid came out and said that the lord was preparing a banquet and asked Annan to go and rest for a while.

Annan, who had already arrived at the core of the Broken Mountains, knew that there was no time to rush, so he followed the maid to the guest room in the side hall.

……

"Uncle, he's here."

Killian and Mr. Mora came to the Golden Throne.

The two knights who returned first left the palace. Lord Raymond looked at him and asked, "What do you think?"

Killian put away his arrogance when he was outside and said restrainedly: "Annan Reeves...I think he is very proud."

"like you?"

Killian was about to say yes, but hesitated.

He could see that it was the confidence accumulated from countless correct answers and successes, just like his uncle.

Just as the epic who embarked on the road of legend gradually mastered the power that did not belong to humans, Annan who embarked on the road of leadership also showed the qualities that a leader should have...

"Stop your ugly behavior!"

The sudden roar startled Killian awake.

Lord Raymond stared at Killian coldly, his fat flesh rippled under the gold ornaments.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I disappoint you..."

Killian took a deep breath, hiding his inferiority complex at seeing someone younger and better than himself.

"It seems that Annan Reeves is indeed an excellent lord." Lord Raymond gradually calmed down and looked at his nephew: "Do you remember what I said?"

"Being a dog? But how old is he—"

"My nephew, what do you think is more important, age or status?"

"Of course...status."

"It seems you already have the answer."

Killian lowered his head and said, "Uncle, I understand. I will arrange for someone to cancel the arrest warrant and then go to the imperial princess in person to apologize and ask for her forgiveness."

Since you have surrendered, do it thoroughly.

"Huh...huh..."

A heavy breathing sound came from the golden throne.

"When did I say I wanted to be a dog?"

Killian looked up suddenly.

……

The maid didn't know what she had misunderstood, or maybe she hadn't...she took Annan and Black Widow to a guest room.

It was called a room, but it was almost bigger than the lounge of the City Lord's Mansion, and it was decorated with golden colors everywhere. Two young maids knelt beside the bathroom, ready to look down at Annan.

The Black Widow drove them away and sat on the edge of the bathtub, revealing a large area of ​​white behind her slit black skirt. "Dear, come take a bath!"

"Wouldn't it be enough to use the cleaning technique?"

Black Widow is like a fairy mentor, always trying to find ways to eat herself.

"Cleaning spell... I seem to have forgotten to memorize this spell, what should I do?"

"It's okay. The wizard's robe has a built-in cleaning spell."

As Annan spoke, he activated his wizard robe, and the dusty man who had come on horseback suddenly looked brand new.

A hint of unwillingness and coldness flashed across the Black Widow's narrow eyes.

Annan felt inexplicably chilly. It seemed that there was something different - Irelanze was passionate but respectful of himself, while Black Widow wanted to eat it first.

It doesn't matter, there's still plenty of time...

Thinking of this, she began to take off her clothes and stepped into the steaming pool.

Annan looked away as she undressed.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of water splashing from the bathroom. Annan looked around and felt that the golden bed was a bit eye-catching...

He opened the portal to dispel the strange atmosphere and reported the situation to Olmedo.

"Lord Raymond's entire family are believers of the Goddess of Wealth. I remember that you are also a believer of Her. Is there any way to quickly improve the relationship between believers?"

"Yes, but you won't be able to learn it right away... Just follow me." Olmedo taught Annan a gesture: overlap the palms of both hands, slide the right hand to the middle joint of the left hand, and then wrap the right hand with the left hand.

"This is a gesture between believers' families. When the great lord sees this gesture, he will know that you have a relative who is a believer and will not ask you tricky questions."

Annan did it again and said easily, "I learned it."

"So you went directly to the Golden Palace today?" Olmedo said something else.

"I'm in the palace's guest room now. What's the matter?"

Wow – Wow –

There was a clear sound of water coming from the bathroom next door.

Olmedo paused for a moment and said, "If Lord Raymond is a devout believer of Lady Fortune, I am afraid this is a metaphor for the Lamb..."

"What do you mean?"

"that is--"

"Shalin~ gently~ fell asleep on the grass~"

There was some gentle humming coming from the bathroom, which was quite pleasant to the ear.

Olmedo couldn't ignore it any longer: "Am I disturbing you?"

"Uh... No, let's move on."

"The Lamb is the Church of Wealth—"

"The breeze blows the buds ~ and her skirt ~"

Being interrupted again, Olmedo shut up: "Do you need me to give you some time?"

"Give me three seconds."

Annan stood up, walked to the door facing the expectant Black Widow who was looking at him through the mist, and closed the door with his hand.

"You go on."

Annan returned to the portal.

Olmedo looked at Annan with amusement and continued, "There is a story in the Church of Wealth that a lady was received by an unbeliever when she was walking in the mortal world. He provided hot water for washing and promised to slaughter a lamb. As a result, when it was dinner time, the unbeliever sharpened his knife and said to the lady that she was the lamb."

The ending of the story is still the old-fashioned "after the miracle was performed, the non-believers believed in the lady", but this story has become a metaphor within the church over time.

"It seems like they have bad intentions..." Annan said to himself.

"You are the one here."

(End of this chapter)