Alien world

Chapter 341 194. To Wilhelm

Burning candlesticks hold a bloom in warm tones.They swayed gently, swaying with the ministers who entered the palace.

"Your Highness, the Snow Mountain Fortress is asking why we haven't cleaned up the rat plague."

"The rats are up? Looks like it's time to announce..."

The young silhouette leaning lazily on the throne whispered, stood up, and followed the minister out of the palace.

Officials and nobles stood silently in the square, raising their heads as the eldest prince appeared.

"Our country is facing annihilation!"

The passionate emotions that did not conform to the prince's usual style reverberated in the square, "The rat wave from the north has attacked the Snow Mountain Fortress and unleashed a wave of magic!"

Flashes of magic cleared the swarm of rats in the distance, and some unspeakable emotion filled the air.

"The traitor who colluded with the Ratmen is dead, but he is still poisoning our people!"

"We have lost too much land, and the northern border is no longer safe. We should leave this land that has survived for generations and find a new home...and I, Montreal No.80 Eighth, Chloe Montreal will lead you to victory! "

Faro Barros buried his head, and Miles Bernard became frantic.Princess Seers and Prince Minos remained silent.

The mage tower, the scavengers, the knights, the officials and the nobles no longer hesitate, and their voices echo in the palace garden around the mountain:
"Your Majesty the King."

Either recast the glory of the Montreal Golden Family.

Either lead the nobles into the abyss.

……

The open books are spread on the floor, with no place to stay. "Mr. Swallow?" Annan called, at first he tried to pick up some and put them away, but gave up because there were too many.Annan waded through the buried ankle, and walked into the depths of the maze formed by the bookshelves and the sea of ​​books.

Annan saw Mr. Swallow, surrounded by a pile of books, sitting at the table and flipping through something.Annan breathed a sigh of relief, because the library looked like an accident.

"What are you looking at?"

Annan regained his politeness, picked up the book at his feet and put it on the empty bookshelf.

"The birth of a legend, or shame." Swallow flipped through the book called The World, "The royal family has begun to flee..."

"Escape? I thought they'd reclaim lands taken by the Ratmen."

With the destroyed Violet Kingdom and those independent city-states, the entire western part of the northern border can be owned by the Kingdom of Rikaner.

"Are you then attacked by ratmen and demons?" Once the opening of the Snow Mountain Fortress is opened, it will never close again... It is only a matter of time before the northern border becomes a paradise for ratmen and demons.Fortunately, their cooperation won't last long, one evil, one chaos, they will beat themselves to death.

The large army of McCann rats is still going north, maybe they really want to replace humans to block the demons in the north of the snow mountain.

"The Montreal family wants to leave the trouble to them."

"who are they?"

"The second bookshelf to your right."

An Nan followed the prestige and saw a map of the Allen Continent stuffed in the history books. The west of the northern border was painted with gray lines, from the snow-capped mountains to the Strait of Obiris.Then he saw behind a group of small countries bordering the gray line... the Tatum Empire.

"Is this their real purpose? To weaken the Tatum Empire?"

Mr. Swallow looked at the book, noncommittal.

The brilliance of magic flickered outside the window of the library, and the attack of the rat wave became more violent not long ago—because of the idea that Breeze City wanted to support Snow Mountain at that time.

It was too late.The rat swarm completely blocked Breeze City and Snow Mountain, and as many reinforcements went out as many died.

"Is Agarwal also a supporter...?" Annan broke the silence.

"do not know."

"He never showed up?"

"Ah."

Breeze City was besieged by rats, and Agarwal abandoned the mage tower... It seems that Agarwal, like the legends in the capital, is on the side of the royal family.

In what way had the Montreal family seduced them?

Annan was puzzled, and was indifferent to the legends and the royal family, and remained indifferent to the Holy Council so far—there has been no new news about the King of Gold.

"Because the Montreal family kept it from them."

"Can you hide it?"

"As long as they don't leave anyone in the know."

Mr. Swallow gave Annan a meaningful look: "It just so happens that you are the one who knows."

Annan felt inexplicably cold and insecure, and wanted a soft and warm embrace...or escape from danger.

"We want to leave the northern border and migrate to Wilhelm." Annan picked up the purpose, "Do you know where we should go?"

"The Tatum Empire."

"Isn't the Tatum Empire not in Wilhelm?"

Mr. Swallow told Annan that the boundaries of Wilhelm were both clear and blurred: the World Island was Middle-earth, but Middle-earth was not just the World Island.Strictly speaking, outside of World Island, the area bordering the Obiris Strait is considered Middle Earth.

"What about the tide of rats and demons facing the Tatum Empire?"

Mr Swallow added that inter-ethnic wars can be described as protracted.The devils in the abyss have fought against demons for millions of years, and the war between the main race and the ratmen has also lasted for tens of thousands of years.Even humans and newly minted vampires fought for hundreds of years.

As one of the thirteen supreme kings of the Holy Council, the pillar of mankind, the ancient and powerful Tatum Empire far exceeds Annan's imagination on the outskirts of the World Island.

The fall of the kingdom of Rikkal means that the royal family is hopeless.But if the Tatum Empire falls...it means that human beings are hopeless.

"And, only there you are safe." Mr. Swallow said, as if a wanted warrant was suspended above Annan's head.

This dispelled Annan's idea of ​​seeking refuge with the King of Gold.The royal family might dare to go to the land of the King of Gold to kill them, but what about the Tatum Empire?
Mr. Swallow introduced some humanities.

As the core of Allen Continent, there are too many ancient and new things in Middle-earth... Throw Annan in the capital, he is that country bumpkin.Throw the capital to Wilhelm, and they are that country bumpkin again.

But for Annan, how to obtain the fief and resettle the people is the most important thing.

"'The King of the North who ran to Middle-earth' will certainly be ridiculed by the nobles, but you should be able to obtain a fief by virtue of your status."

As for the resettlement of the people, Mr. Swallow's suggestion is to let them join the towns and recall them after Annan gets the fiefdom.

Annan accepted Mr. Swallow's suggestion, but he felt like being chased by the rat man and the demon.

"City of Breeze is also moving...do you want to come with us?"

Mr. Swallow thought.

"And your daughter Alice."

Mr Swallow refused.

Coming out of the mage's tower, Annan looked back at the snow-capped mountains that were about to turn into black mountains, and a trace of longing for Middle Earth emerged to dispel his sadness.Annan came to the musketeers who retreated to the open space to rest, and announced:

"We're going to Wilhelm!"

The musketeers raised their weapons and cheered for a while before they shouted:

"What is Wilhelm!"

(End of this chapter)