Alien world

Chapter 83 Chapter 82. The Lawrence Family
The status of the Twelve Kings in the North is between the earl and the grand duke.

As the twelve legends who defended the North against the Chaos Ratmen, they were crowned with eternal honor.Even kings and dukes have to be respectful.

But there is no eternal kingship.

Across the eons of time, even death itself fades away.

Legends will eventually die, and the glory of the kings of the North will live forever, but whether the successor can continue this honor remains to be seen.

Today's twelve kings in the northern region, the strong stick to the northern fortress, and the weak can only rely on the kingship.

The Reeves family is slipping.Especially after losing the city lord who was exchanged for many benefits, it may not be too long before the Reeves family will become pets attached to the royal power.

The Lawrence family, who are also the twelve kings of the north, have not been manipulated by fate.They have neither suffered from the curse of population decline, nor have they been targeted by tricks, and they are still looked up to by many nobles in the northern border.

According to Etilia Reeves' letter, Mars, the former patriarch of the Lawrence family, settled in Breeze City.

Annan invited Francois to go with him, and the baron readily agreed, and returned to the mansion to put on a solemn black dress and lead the best horse.

But it was still a head lower than the carriage Annan was riding in.

Two carriages drove one after the other to the address on the letter.

……

Dark gray thick brick walls, narrow windows like lookout holes.The mansion of the Lawrence family is like a war fortress, and the stacked spiers are like sentry towers, standing solemnly on the fortress.

Even the gardens outside the mansion are painted with the cold color of war - there are no colorful flower bushes, only gray rock trees.

Two carriages with the emblem of the Winchet family and the emblem of the baron were parked outside the gray stone forest.

"I am the Baron Shameless, and this is the King of the North, Lord of Breeze City, Annan Reeves."

The servant behind the fence gate disappeared deep into the stone forest with the news.Annan and Francois began a long wait.

François waited at first in the carriage, then strode anxiously before the door.

Annan was much quieter, because François was worrying for him.

After turning to the next dozens of pages, Annan raised his head and asked, "Does Mars not want to see me?"

"Your sister said that Mars will help you, so there shouldn't be any mistakes..." Francois analyzed, "Either the servants made their own decisions, or the old master is testing you."

"test?"

"The twelve kings of the Northern Territory helped each other, and it was because of their support that you made an exception to become the Lord of Breeze City, so the old Patriarch of Mars naturally stood by your side..."

Francois said the words, and Francois first.

"Your Excellency Annan, I can help you make some noise to attract the attention of the old patriarch..."

"how to do?"

"Removing their clothes makes them have to come out and fix it."

"Now is not the time for you to show your personal fetishes..."

Continue to wait, about 10 minutes later, Francois, who was standing under the tree and squatting for exercise, stopped, came to the carriage with anticipation, and looked at the figure walking behind the fence gate.

It was an elderly maid, wearing an old-fashioned gray maid outfit, her unruly long gray hair and temperament seemed to indicate that her identity was not ordinary.

"I'm sorry, Master Levi, Master Mars was resting earlier, and we dare not disturb him." The old maid said gently: "My lord just woke up, let me take you there after I know your news."

squeak-

The servant next to him opened the gate.

"I stay outside."

Daila's soft words suddenly rang in his ears, Annan trembled slightly, and a layer of pimples appeared around his neck.

"what happened?"

Francois noticed Annan's strangeness, and he explained, "Della will stay in the car."

The shameless baron came to his senses, and whispered, "I remembered, Mars' father was shot and killed by an elf 34 years ago..."

So Della stayed outside while he and François got out of the carriage and walked into the manor.

"Why are your ears red?" The shameless baron saw that Annan's left ear was red.

"It's hot and sunny."

The shameless baron looked up at the broken cloud that blocked the sun, knowing that it was not because of this, and also knowing that it was best not to ask any more questions...

Annan was completely unprepared for Della's sudden closeness. This elf was completely unaware of the arrogance and indifference of the elves... Then Annan thought of what was said in the sorcerer's handbook that "some elves will explode with diametrically opposite enthusiasm for their partners".

It seems that Daila's getting close to him started from protecting her... Could it be that she fell in love with him at that time?
But even if this kind of plot is told by the bard in the tavern, he will be scolded, and maybe he will be hunted down by elves.

The elderly maid who walked in front entered the castle first, and said to the bear-like old man leaning on the sofa in the hall: "Master, that boy and Francois are here...Levis is here."

"Looks like our proud boy isn't proud anymore."

The old man grinned ferociously, and as a figure entered the hall, he slapped the handrail vigorously, and his roar reverberated in the hall: "Levis...you have disgraced the Twelve Kings of the Northern Territory, and you still want me to help you!" ?!"

The young figure was almost slumped on the ground, teeth chattering, trembling with fear: "My lord, I am a shameless Baron..."

Then another figure came in from the door.

Annan just paused outside the door to restore color to his neck and earlobes.

"..."

The burly old Patriarch in front of the sofa looked at Annan coldly, and quietly put his trembling hands behind his back.Rough and deep words sounded:

"Levis...you even brought the shameless Baron, you want him to beg me for you?"

"My eldest sister said that I can ask you for help..."

Annan didn't know what to say, so he had to tell his intentions directly.

This directness that does not conform to noble etiquette made the old Patriarch pause slightly unpreparedly: "...our king of the north who crawled out of hell, for revenge, what do you want, money, power?"

"I hope you can give me some advice."

"……Humph."

The old Patriarch snorted coldly and stared at Annan unkindly.

And Francois seemed to be scared out of his wits, trembling after entering.

"Have you met Olmedo? That's a much better young man than you."

"No."

"Then go meet him! Every Saturday morning, he will go to the Mage Tower to study, and I will give you an identity that can enter the Mage Tower. But you choose whether to contact him or not!"

Before driving Annan away, the old Patriarch deliberately humiliated him as if he wanted to anger Annan: "Also, don't run into other people's rooms with no clothes on like you did when you were a child and yell at others for molesting you!"

Annan looked calm, the lethality of these words was not as powerful as Della's whisper.

(End of this chapter)