Alien world

Chapter 81 Chapter 80. Draw a long straight line
It is necessary for Annan to rearrange his cognition.

After getting along for a day, he has a new understanding of this team:

Michael, who looks like a mage tower school magician, but is as cunning as a mouse, likes to make the enemy think he is a weak mage and then wield an oak staff with a nearly 10-pound ramming horn after approaching.

Francois, a baron with a tragic past with a disparaging name.He made no secret of his desire to curry favor with Annan, and he did have excellent archery skills and battlefield intuition, but he seemed to have a unique, slightly strange, unspeakable hobby in private.

Katarina, who believes in the famous "Human King", is a fanatic who has not been swallowed by fanaticism.The sect she belongs to accidentally grasped a certain truth that Annan knew, but there seemed to be unspeakable horror hidden behind the truth.

Klein, this guy in full armor has never taken off his helmet, his identity is a mystery, his gender is a mystery, he abides by a certain kind of chivalry creed but is never rigid, and his calm attitude towards Annan can explain some problems.

Della...Della! ?

Annan suddenly remembered that the elf guard arranged by the wine lady had been following him...whether the attacker said the murderer was the wine lady or they followed the clues to investigate...they didn't shy away from her.

Annan even remembered the weird look of Michael hesitating to speak when they were talking about the wine lady.

"Della?"

As the call rang out, the elf guardian emerged as if quietly arriving, but the truth was that she had always been here.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"...What is this ability that seems to hide in the shadows?"

"The art of the night elves."

They returned to the carriage, and Francois narrated:

A not too complicated story.The attacker was named Halla, and Joyner was the wife of his brother Hamad.Hamad and Joyner are just ordinary civilians, while Halla is a mercenary with a higher status.In order for his younger brother to take care of the family, Hamad shared his wife with Halla, but vented his anger on his wife——

Francois and Klein stare here, while Annan and Michael go back with Katarina to release the spoils first.

Katharina's quarters were ordinary, neither that of a fierce woman nor that of a fanatic.

"I'll wait for you in the car."

Annan followed Katarina out of the car and into the room, Michael said.

Before Annan stepped into the house, he saw countless heads of trophies displayed on the display shelves of the house.

Annan stopped immediately and returned to the carriage in silence.

"You deliberately?"

"We were all brought by Katarina." Michael laughed loudly, "Welcome to the team."

When he returned to Joyner, Hamad had been successfully stunned.

"The scene may make you uncomfortable...how about telling you the result after my interrogation?"

"Um……"

Annan groaned, and Michael and the others went back to the carriage and waited.

Klein didn't want to participate, and Katarina also went home because of her injuries, leaving only Annan and Michael.

After a few 10 minutes, Francois, who was straightening his collar, came out of the house.

Annan pointed to his neck.

Francois touched the scratches and said apologetically, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

The shameless baron described the results of his "interrogation": Hamad said that he saw Hannah contacting a person who claimed to be a wine lady this morning, and then that person gave Hannah a sum of money.

"If I were the wine lady, I wouldn't leave such a clear trail," McColl said. "And if I were the murderer who attacked Annan, I wouldn't use this lame plot to slander the wine lady."

"I have a guess..."

Francois said: "Assuming that this is not done by the wine lady, nor by the murderer, but that there is a third party trying to muddy the water..."

"Who could it be?"

"Except for the Mage Tower, any force wants to get a share of it."

……

A carriage drove into the dark manor and stopped along the road in front of the bright gate.

Annan returned to the bedroom and sat at the table, thinking about what François said when they parted.

"It's a little offensive to say that, but don't you think it's strange? The young king of the North has arrived in his loyal city of Breeze, and these nobles and rich men have remained silent until now. Regardless of the Mage Tower...don't look at me like that, I know you are Neutral... or are the city lord's mansion, the elders of the council, those who lean toward the Reeves family and those who don't lean toward the Reeves family all quiet?"

"They think I'm not from the Reeves family?"

"How is this possible, only a fool who wants to die, a stupid pig dare to do this."

At that time, Annan changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "I have been staying in the manor, and I don't know what happened outside."

"Because nothing happened. Everything in Breeze City is as usual. The moon sets into the earth and the sun rises as usual." Francois said solemnly: "This is very dangerous, Your Excellency King of the North, this is very dangerous."

"Where is the danger?"

Annan thought he would say that this was the calm before the storm, but the situation turned to the other side: "That... the usurper has already taken control of Breeze City, and no nobleman dares to jump out to disturb the situation at this time. The usurper is using this method Tell you, he is the ruler of Breeze City. Your...no offense here, just guessing from the perspective of a usurper...all struggles are useless, and he doesn't even have to do anything!"

"Anything like this?"

"Uh... what did you say?"

"I mean, now that there is another group of forces involved, this city lord should be more anxious than us."

"That's true, but it will make you more passive... Order represents solidity, and only chaos can change this solidity, allowing you to take the opportunity to regain your status as the city lord..."

Annan came back from his thoughts: "Della, are you there?"

A tall elf appeared in front of him, and Annan continued to ask, "Do you know about the current city lord Olmedo?"

He doesn't care about the city lord or the Reeves family, but he has to care about the people around him.

Compared to Breeze City and the Murderer... They are so small that they only need a light foot - and Mr. Fast is just a slightly harder beetle that can make a clicking sound.

Della responded by pushing Annan abruptly onto the bed.Before he could react, he straddled up and lifted the hood, revealing the face of an elf that was close to a human and extremely beautiful.

"You mean he's playing with women like that?"

Annan has experienced fighting and death, politics and conspiracy today, and his dizzy head is not very smart.

"I just want to express my gratitude." Della leaned over, her smooth light yellow hair falling down, "When that fireball exploded...you saved me."

"What do you want to do?"

Annan said while struggling to take off his magic robe.

Della, who was riding on Annan, asked back, "What do you want to do?"

Annan replied seriously: "The magic robe is engraved with defensive magic, I am worried that it will hurt you."

(End of this chapter)