Alien world

Chapter 203 56. Who Is Erilanzer
"You...your black tea..."

Holding the steaming black tea, Joan entered the study, cautious and cautious.

"You don't need to speak like that, the princess of the Tatum Empire is similar to the king of the North..."

Annan turned sideways slightly, his black eyes swept across the window, planning the chance of breaking through the window and jumping out.

Joan put down the black tea, still looking timid, and Annan had no choice but to continue: "It is said that 700 years ago, the princess of the Kingdom of Rikan granted a King of the North an honorary guardian knight, which is also a great challenge for the King of the North. Honor."

"Really?" Joan's eyes seemed to light up.

"People in the Reeves family never lie."

Joan returned to her usual sensitive and proud appearance and left.The door closed, Annan regained his relaxation, and his eyes fell on the steaming black tea... Is this cup of black tea really drinkable?
There are traces of Joan's life, from growing up in the orphanage, to becoming a businessman, to sending every sum of money to the orphanage, there is no reason for her to be the tutor of Yi Rui Lanze... unless the tutor of Yi Rui Lan Ze kills The real Joan used transfiguration to disguise as Joan, lurking beside her and waiting for an opportunity!

The swaying bonfire in the fireplace reflected Annan's gloomy face, and he didn't notice a figure entering the study.

Olmedo is not the second sister Laila, so there is no reason to tease himself... Then who is the wizard teacher?
Is François actually an elf mentor in disguise?Gray Wolf looks like Lorna, but is actually an elf mentor?Is it really just a coincidence that the bard appeared in Betal City and happened to be in the dungeon...?
knock knock --

The sound of knocking on the table awakened Annan, and a figure stood in front of the table.

"what!"

Annan who shouted startled the bard: "What's the matter with you!?"

"I... I fell asleep." Annan recovered his mood. It is indeed easy to make people think about it late at night.

"You sleep with your eyes open?"

"This is Betal City, I need to be vigilant at all times..." Annan pushed the black tea in front of the bard, avoiding the embarrassing topic: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Why do you always run to the dungeon these days? When will you shoot "Betal's Redemption"?" The bard urged impatiently.He couldn't wait to become an elite bard to show off to Fast.

"I'm observing the prisoners on the first two floors... There are many people in this dungeon who take the initiative to spend the winter in prison in order to survive, and there are also people who have been framed and falsely accused... Some people are even locked in the dungeon because they blocked the way of the nobles .”

"What about "Betal's Redemption"?"

"Actors need to be familiar with the script. Tomorrow, I will go to the warden to renovate the dungeon."

But at least this time it won't be as unfamiliar as "The Fall of the Mage Tower". Annan is also planning to train Francois, and then let him remake many famous epics in this world, so as to make more money for Xingyue Bay.

"Why don't you go back to Breeze City?" The bard sat down by the fireplace.

"Why does Breeze City long for a port?"

These two questions point to a common answer: Breeze City at the foot of the Snow Mountain is the northernmost tip of the kingdom, and to do business with it, you must go through Betar City and Fengrao City, and things can only be sent into Breeze City, and very few things are sent out——Annan It is evidence that "The Fall of the Mage Tower" has not been widely circulated in Betal City at that time.

Moreover, the sheep in Breeze City has no wool for Annan to pluck up for the time being, while Betal City still has...

"Do you feel anything?" Annan asked suddenly.

"Feeling? I feel great, and it would be even better if you could start filming tomorrow."

"I mean fever, drowsiness, lethargy, arousal ... lust."

"You're right, I should go to sleep." The bard, who thought Annan was chasing someone away, got up.

After confirming that the bard had no symptoms, Annan stopped him: "I want to write a cast list, but I don't know your name yet."

"Can't a bard do it?"

"How can you pass it on without a name?"

"Then 'The Bard Blown by the Wind.'"

……

A quiet night with nothing happening.On a cloudy morning, Annan and François set off for the warden's mansion.However, when he got off the carriage in front of the gate, the meowing of cats on the street caught his attention.

A three- to four-month-old snow-white kitten was lying on the side of the road in the snow, almost blending into the snowdrift.

Annan picked up this kitten who was not afraid of people, and smelled the fragrance from the snow-white and soft fur. Is it a cat lost by a nobleman?
It was going to snow, and a kitten couldn't survive in such cold weather. It would either freeze to death or be eaten by hungry people.

Annan picked it up, asked the housekeeper standing at the gate if it was the warden's cat, and put the kitten into the carriage first, but just as soon as he let go, the kitten jumped out and crawled up his trouser legs to his chest. Annan had no choice but to walk into the mansion with it in his arms.

Sitting in the living room in baggy attire, the warden spilled free compliments and compliments, but a split broke out when Annan proposed revamping the dungeon.The warden told Annan tactfully that the renovation of the dungeon required funding from the Santo's Mansion, so it had to be decided by the dungeon, the Santo's Mansion, and the councilors.

"how long it takes?"

"We can bring it up in the spring..."

François came up and said he knew what was going to happen: they would first put your suggestion behind a bunch of inexplicable proposals, such as adding a door to the Santo's mansion, the chairs in the council hall were too hard and needed to be covered with fluff, Only when it is covered with a thick layer of dust can it be sent to Parliament.Members will approve proposals in their spare time. At some point, your proposal will finally be passed, and it will be sent to the finance department of the City Lord's Mansion along with a mountain of other proposals.I don't know how long it has passed, the financial department fished out your proposal from the dust, and then told you that this plan was signed by the previous member of parliament, it has expired, and it needs to be submitted to the parliament for approval...

The warden also said that Annan was one of his own: "It's just some prisoners, you don't need to treat them so well, they will never disappear, one batch will die, and another batch will continue, just like wheat in the farmland!"

Annan felt a tickle in his throat and looked around, but in the warden's mansion, there was nowhere else to spit except his face.

"Mr. Warden, do you think Mrs. Winter will wait patiently for so long?" Annan had no choice but to carry Mrs. Winter out: "I am just a deputy warden, and Mrs. Winter will take me with me when she leaves. It's no good for me..."

"... May I ask why Madam Lin Dong did this?" The warden put on a cautious face.

"Madam likes stories, what does she want to do after I tell her about the plight of the prisoners..."

If Annan wants to deal with politicians, he has to learn how politicians think.He closed the kitten's ears with his hands so that it would not be polluted by the adult world: "Mr. Warden, do you really want to give up the chance of Mrs. Winter's cast and gaze? dungeon expansion?"

(End of this chapter)