Alien world

Chapter 1277 199. "Friends"

"Where have you been?!"

The moment Killian saw Annan, his ferocious face looked exactly like that of Lord Raymond.

Black Widow remembered something interesting.

If Annan, who is not easily offended by force, were here, he would probably say coldly: "First, I am not your prisoner. Second, I am your father's guest. You are not qualified to talk to me like this. Third, apologize."

With a smile, Black Widow said: "I should be the one asking you this question."

"You were so fascinated by the valuables that you walked on by yourself, and I went to look around somewhere else."

Black Widow caught a glimpse of an unnatural look on Killian's face, as if he didn't want to dwell on this issue.

"Are you impressed by this place?"

"It's getting late, we should go back." He changed the subject abruptly and turned to walk out.

"Don't worry, I have something else to do."

Black Widow said to Killian who stopped, "My mistress is almost done, I'll go get her back."

"Annan, can I call you that?"

"up to you."

The Annan played by Black Widow is more casual, which is her impression of Annan - not quite accurate, but fortunately Killian knows Annan even less.

"I think you are very honest. I have seen too many fake nobles. They think one thing and say another."

Killian chattered away, like a cat scratching its dirt cover after taking a shit, using extra words to cover up previous mistakes.

This made Black Widow a little concerned.

"This is normal. Learning to use lies to cover up one's purpose means becoming an adult. Only children are the most innocent and colorful..."

Black Widow quietly used some guiding techniques to make Killian follow her words unconsciously.

"Yes... We got everything we longed for when we were little, except for happiness..."

So what Killian was concerned about just now was related to childhood?

"I like those little boys. They are innocent and fresh, like a blank sheet of paper, yet colorful, just like the most tempting fruit, making people want to take a bite..."

"Sorry, what did you say?"

The true nature that Black Widow accidentally revealed made Killian break free from the guidance and look at Annan strangely.

"I'm giving an example." Black Widow said calmly. "Sometimes I wonder how good it would be if I hadn't grown up."

The effect of the guidance spell was still there, and Killian fell silent as he thought about what she said.

Arriving at the long street of the Mercenary Guild, Black Widow saw "herself" walking towards her.

"How's it going, Lucia?"

The “Black Widow” walked up to “Annan” with a swaying gait: “My dear, you are too impatient.”

She glanced at Killian deliberately.

"It doesn't matter, Killian is already my friend." Black Widow smiled.

"I?"

Killian was stunned.

All that Black Widow had arranged before was closed at this moment. She said gently, "You haven't forgotten what I said, have you? We are not enemies, at least not now. Since we are not enemies and we can talk to each other, what are we if not friends?"

Annan's friendliness infected Killian, and even made him let down his guard for a short time, but he had not felt friendship since moving into the Golden Palace, so he said awkwardly: "...Okay, if you think so."

The two of them, one pretends that he wants to make friends, and the other pretends that he doesn't want to make friends.

"I investigated that mercenary group. They are from Osculus." The fake Black Widow said coldly.

"Osculus..." Black Widow pretended to think.

Killian said, "I know. It's a small country in the Lake of Ten Thousand Lakes."

The fake Black Widow continued, "They are not strong enough. I don't think they can defeat the Blue Dragon."

"let it go."

Annan's decisiveness made Killian unable to help but ask: "Don't you want to find the blue dragon anymore?" He didn't seem to be in a hurry about the whereabouts of the imperial princess at all.

Annan just looked at him and said nothing.

Killian's mind suddenly recalled what Annan had said earlier;
Don't show your emotions on the surface. Even if your mother died at a party, you still have to talk to the guests about that lady's big butt.

……

Warlocks have a savory holiday.

At this moment, Annan was surrounded by a group of Dragon Slayers: Luo Fei was sitting on the left, the Nameless One was sitting on the right, Gloria was behind him, and Captain Ryan and Skeeter were squatting in front of the fire grilling meat like followers.

Although all this has little to do with his identity as a warlock, it's simply because he's rich.

The wizard boy and a warrior who was even more muscular than Gloria were the only two team members who didn't go over.

"You are calmer than I thought." said the wizard boy.

The sturdy warrior showed envy: "I just don't think he would like my type."

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The wizard boy looked down at his legs and said nothing.

"Aren't they said that necromancers are all aloof? Why are you so enthusiastic..." Annan had no way to avoid it, Luo Fei's body was almost hanging on him.

"Because when I saw your money...when I saw you, I fell in love with you."

"I heard it, to be honest."

"The truth is that necromancers are very short of money."

It would be better to say that all mages are short of money, and necromancers are particularly short of money.

Annan also knew something, after all, there was a necromancer in Liberty City that he had abducted: "Have you ever stolen bones from a cemetery?"

"Uh... I stole it."

Luo Fei made excuses for herself awkwardly: "When we were apprentices, we were all very poor and couldn't afford to buy materials, so we could only steal some bones from cemeteries and mass graves... The battlefield is also OK, but it's a bit dangerous."

"Danger?"

"The undead resurrected on the battlefield are likely to retain the emotions of their previous lives, and they are out of control when summoned."

"What about you?" Annan asked the nameless man

"Because you are rich, I won't have to work hard in my life if I follow you."

Unexpectedly honest...

Annan looked at Gloria again.

"You need protection, and I can protect you, that's all."

Annan looked at her forearms, which were almost as thick as his waist, and nodded in agreement.

"Captain Ryan..."

"Skeeter and I are from Osculus. My hometown is in the midst of war." The Paladin volunteered, "We want to help Osculus."

"As a mercenary?"

"As mercenaries." Captain Ryan nodded. "What can a few people do in a war? So we came out to defeat the dragon and send its treasure back home."

No wonder……

Annan understood why they were so overly attentive.

The fact that this mercenary group did not bow down to Annan's money is already an amazing achievement.

Finally, looking at the wizard boy and the sturdy man, Captain Ryan introduced: "He is Jimmy, the brains of the team, but his legs were torn apart by werewolves in a battle, and he has been unable to walk since then..."

"What a coincidence."

While others were trying to figure out what "what a coincidence" meant, Annan took out a wheelchair.

"With it, you can go wherever you want."

The wizard boy moved his lips: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

(End of this chapter)