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Chapter 1278 Chapter 200. Arrogance and conceit

It only took Annan half a day to give the Osculas mercenary group the surname An - no, the surname was Reeves.

Now that he had the power, Annan urged the dragon-slaying team to set off quickly.

He had no plans to reveal his identity for the time being. Who knew if there were any of Commander Raymond's men in the team? Moreover, there was a high possibility that Ilimayas would escape again if he went over there. It would be better to find her first.

To be honest, Annan quite likes the atmosphere in the dragon-slaying team.

Captain Ryan is very purposeful, but he doesn't make people feel entangled. Besides, who can hate a paladin who is fighting to save his hometown?

Luo Fei is full of contrasts. She looks petite and harmless, but after getting to know her a little, you will find that she is a necromancer who deals with death all day long, and the cute doll she holds is full of relics. After getting to know her for a long time, you will find that she is a Tina-like character who only cares about money.

According to her, there is no difference between a necromancer holding a pile of relics and bones and a wizard holding a staff.

Gloria looks like an orc, has an orcish personality, and behaves like an orc, so she is an orc. She said she was cursed and became like this... Anyway, Annan didn't believe it.

Annan even believed that Gloria, who was of orc descent, was afraid of being discriminated against so she lied that she was cursed.

The team members are almost familiar with the situation, and Captain Ryan is ready to set out to defeat the dragon.

It was dusk outside, and the setting sun, which was about to fall behind the distant mountains, stretched their shadows long and narrow.

"It's so quiet, and there's not many people on the road."

The camp was quiet. Annan looked around and felt that the silence seemed as if a group of people would rush out and attack them at any time.

However, until the Dragon Slayer Team packed up their tents and belongings, loaded the trucks, and assigned the team formations, the attack that Annan was expecting did not occur.

As expected, Annan was placed in the center of the team. Captain Ryan, Skeeter, and Gloria all surrounded him, as if this was not a mission of conquest but a mission of protection.

Captain Ryan, wearing armor, mounted his horse and pulled the reins: "Let's go!"

The Nameless Man and the Ranger in the team rushed out first, leading the way.

The luxurious but fragmented Golden City gradually moved away behind him. After confirming that there were no attackers, Annan rushed to Captain Ryan and asked him where the dragon was.

Captain Ryan unfolded the map of the Broken Mountains and pointed to a place southwest of the Golden City: "Our previous investigation pointed to this place."

……

Evening, dining room.

There were three people sitting there: Lord Raymond, Killian, and a young nobleman who was wearing luxurious gold-thread clothing and looked a bit like Lord Raymond.

But the one who looks more like him is Killian. He is almost a replica of Lord Raymond when he was young...so there is hostility in the eyes of the young nobleman when he looks at Killian from time to time.

"I showed Annan Reeves around town, and we... became friends."

Killian mustered up some courage and told the High Lord what had happened during the day.

Killian, who had been scolded too much these days, was ready to be scolded again. Unexpectedly, his "uncle" seemed to be in a good mood: "My nephew, why don't you invite your new friend to dinner?"

"Uncle, isn't this too obvious? I'm worried--"

Lord Raymond grabbed the golden goblet and threw it at Killian.

The wine glass was not aimed accurately and just grazed Killian's scalp as he sat frozen in his seat.

Killian didn't move, and the scab on his forehead where he had bitten himself a few days ago was aching slightly.

Lord Raymond roared, "Idiot, you don't need to question what I tell you to do."

"Brother Killian has been wandering among the people for too long. Aren't you used to the rules of the family yet?" the young noble said sarcastically.

Killian ignored him, stood up and said, "Yes, uncle..."

He walked past the maid squatting in front of the smashed wine glass. As he walked out, he heard his moody uncle laughing again: "Bring me my new wine glass..."

"Where is Annan Reeves?" he asked the golden guard outside the door.

"He and that woman went into the room and never came out." Killian walked along the long and magnificent corridor of the Golden Palace to Annan's room and knocked on the wooden door with gold patterns.

The Black Widow who appeared behind the door looked at Killian for a few seconds and said, "You got scolded again?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Killian looked humiliated.

"You don't have no friends, do you? How come you feel like I'm being mocked by your ordinary concern?" Black Widow was about to cover her mouth to laugh, but she paused when she realized the action was too feminine.

Killian wasn't paying attention, all he could think about was disappointing his "uncle" once again.

"do you need?"

"No wonder you're so... extreme. It turns out you're the one who doesn't care?"

"...Don't talk about me, uncle wants to invite you to have dinner together."

"Well, if going back there can save you from getting scolded." Black Widow turned around and said to her fake self, "I'm going out now and will be back later."

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"Got it, honey."

"Let's go." Black Widow walked out of the room.

Killian didn't like this kind of charity, but Annan's honesty made him unable to hate him, and the shadow on his face also dissipated a lot.

As they entered the dining room, Killian saw his "uncle's" new "glass".

It was a fresh head of a young man, with the forehead cut open and the brain hollowed out. The maid standing by calmly poured red wine into the head.

Using a human head as a bowl, what a lunatic...

Black Widow remembered that the owner of this head seemed to be the guard captain named Wu Si.

What does he know?

When Black Widow was thinking this, Lord Raymond laughed: "I heard that you and Killian became friends, so you specially asked people to capture the soldiers who offended you, cut off their heads, and made them into wine glasses. How about that?"

It was said to be a gesture of goodwill, but it was more like a demonstration using cruel means.

Facing his protest, Black Widow looked nonchalant: "Whatever, I don't care about the life and death of the little people, but eating with this thing is really unappetizing, you guys eat it."

She turned and walked out, patting Killian on the shoulder as she passed him. "It's better to eat with you."

"stop."

The Black Widow stopped and looked back at the young noble who spoke.

"you are?"

"Elvis Raymond, the future master of Broken Mountains."

Elvis Raymond—who had inherited his father's arrogance and hubris—glanced deliberately at Killian.

Black Widow and Lord Raymond, who had put away his smile, said: "Your son has a personality very similar to you...but he doesn't look like you."

After Annan left, the dining room was silent.

Elvis Raymond was the first to speak: "Father, that Annan Reeves has no respect for you at all!"

Lord Raymond grabbed the "wine glass", and just when Killian thought he was going to smash it like before, he tilted his head back and drank it in big gulps.

The swollen throat was squirming, and red wine was flowing from the corners of the mouth like blood. Combined with the head in his hand, it was indescribably horrible.

Elvis Raymond was proud at first, but gradually, his smile disappeared.

(End of this chapter)