Alien world

Chapter 370 28. The Second Stage of the Empire Contest

"Go by yourself, I want to go around the imperial capital."

"OK……"

The vice president wanted to say something but he didn't say anything. He probably didn't know where to suggest Annan to go.

The streets along the Montreal hills are unexpectedly gentle, but the streets extending to the distance have a significant arc.When you come to the upper city, the streets become wide and gentle, and a solemn building complex appears in front of you.

This area is the area of ​​the Imperial Etiquette Department.And the tall building rising from the ground, with red and blue as the main tone, is the main building of the Etiquette Department.

The vice president got off the carriage, and Annan looked around the street, looking for signs of other colleges.His presence attracted the attention of the guards, who noticed the Montreal emblem on the carriage and looked away again.

Telling Annan not to pick him up, the vice president said something to a guard and stepped into a building.

The crisp horseshoes sounded again, and Annan fulfilled his wish and saw an unknown student stepping out of a carriage with an unknown college badge printed on it at the other end of the street.

After driving out of the Imperial Etiquette Department, there were more pedestrians on the street again.

The street scene passing by outside the window hardly makes people think that there is a nest full of chaos and evil underground.

Annan asked the groom if he knew where it was worth visiting.

"Are you going to visit the Huanshan Palace Garden? A part of the garden is open for viewing."

"never mind."

What if they are targeted by the children of the royal family.

"How about the opera house? Well-known dancers from Wilhelm are on tour."

"No."

What if you fall in love with a famous dancer?

"What about the museum? There are many extraordinary collections in the Imperial Capital Museum, including talking oil paintings and walking statues."

"do not."

In case you get entangled by the girl in the oil painting.

Amid the groom's introduction and Annan's hesitation, the carriage passed a fortress-like building with a giant shield that shone in the sun.

"Where is this place?"

The signs of dilapidation and ancient style speak silently of its history - there is no doubt that this is one of the strongholds that once defended against foreign enemies.

But the thought of being soaked in shit gets a little weird...

"This is Lord Olin's Knights."

"The tomboy?"

The groom didn't dare to say anything, who knew what relationship this boy had with Lord Olin.

"Do you know the elf warlocks in the imperial capital?" Annan thought of something at this moment.

The groom shook his head.

"What about Joe O'Brien?"

"nor."

"Okay, I'll just take a stroll here..."

Annan's contact with Olin Montreal was generally pleasant, and he only knew her.

"I want to see Erin."

The guard standing in front of the knight order knew the groom, so he led Annan to the office.

"Who is he?" asked a young man in thin armor.

"This gentleman was sent by the groom to see Lord Olin."

The young man didn't suspect him, so he pried open the door and led Annan in.

A figure sat in front of the table, and the floating dust dissipated under the sun, giving the woman in front of the window a layer of knightly perseverance.

"What are you doing here?" The frown added to the severity.

"The vice-principal went to sign up. I asked the groom to take me around, and I happened to pass by here."

Olin Montreal had nothing to say to the occasional guest: "I still have something to do. Searle, take him out."

Her attitude surprised Annan: "You are so indifferent now, as if we have never been together before."

The eyelids of the young man called Seer twitched. Someone actually talked to the Iron Lady like that...?
The quill held by Olin Montreal froze. She stared at Annan with a bad tone and reiterated: "I'm working."

"Okay, I won't bother you."

Annan lowered his head and was about to go out.

"...I have something to do. Do you know that your arrival keeps us busy? We also need to clean up the area." But Annan was a guest after all, so Oline Montreal could only explain.

"Clear the area?"

Annan seems to have captured something inside.

Olin Montreal was silent, and secretly glanced at Searle.But for some reason, Searle, who knew himself well, didn't realize that he was asking him to take someone away, but instead went out by himself and closed the door from the outside.

bang——

Olin Montreal looked at Annan, hoping that he would leave voluntarily.

And Annan, who thought there was a secret that outsiders could not listen to, sat down and was still worried about her: "Will you tell me this will not cause you trouble?"

"So I didn't say anything."

Olin Montreal continued to maintain her indifference until Annan suddenly asked, "What's the bottom nest like?"

"How do you know Bottom Nest?"

"It's no secret."

Olin Montreal stared at Annan carefully for a while, confirmed that he really didn't know anything, opened the drawer, and put a piece of parchment on the table.

Annan walked over to pick up the parchment, and saw the dark crypt, dense metal pipes and giant gears of unknown purpose,

Looks much better than Marv says.It's possible, though, that this isn't where the "rat people" live.

"Is this what the bottom nest looks like?"

"I don't know... I haven't been to Bottom Nest." Unexpectedly, Oline Montreal shook her head and said. "This is the headquarters of the Knights, you should leave."

"Ok."

Annan put down the parchment and walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he suddenly turned around.

"What else is there!"

No more, but Olin Montreal's attitude made Annan deliberately say: "The ancestor said he wanted to eat some desserts, remember to buy them back."

Woman, you are indifferent to my charm, then accept my teasing!
"Understood. Also, don't cast spells in the imperial capital."

If Sirtovis did this, the guards would just criticize him for the sake of being a student at Solz Academy, but in the imperial capital, even epics would be arrested.

I want to laugh when I think of Mr. Swallow being escorted to Annan.

Facing Seir's strange gaze, he returned to the carriage and returned to the manor.

That night, Oline Montreal brought the hazelnut cake she bought herself to wake up the sleeping ancestors.

"Old Ancestor, I bought it for you."

"What did you say?"

"I said I bought you dessert!"

"I do not want to eat."

"It's not you who asked Annan to..."

Oline Montreal suddenly shut up.

The old woman's wrinkled face suddenly stretched out: "...Oh, I remembered, I asked little Annan to buy it."

"Old ancestor..." Olin said helplessly, but she had no choice but to give up looking for trouble with Annan.

As night fell, the glorious city in the distance brought an unforgettable night to the teachers and students of Saltz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Early the next morning, two officials from the Imperial Etiquette Department came to the manor.They carry a piece of parchment.

At this moment, in front of the teachers and students of 160 academies scattered throughout the imperial capital, officials from the etiquette department unveiled the parchment.

A magnificent voice emerged in their minds.

(End of this chapter)