Alien world

Chapter 844 75. Nothing new under the sun

Annan could not understand why, as a victim, he became the disadvantaged party.

"It was just a rat man who died... If you continue to pursue the case, people will think you are making a fuss out of a molehill..." Olmedo said not tactfully. "This is reality. They will not consider that you have been wronged. They only think that the murderer apologizes and you should stop. If you don't stop, you are greedy."

"They will think you broke the rules of the nobility."

"The Mad Dog Archduke did much more than this."

"So your derogatory term for him, 'mad dog,' is recognized," Olmedo said meaningfully.

The Saint Laurent calendar is the era of humanity, and the era of humanity is the glory of the nobility...

An obvious example: mages are considered uncrowned nobles, rather than nobles being uncrowned mages.

"Can he represent the Orr Empire?"

"No, but you are an outsider. As you said, 'I am against my brothers, my brothers and I are against my cousins, I, my brothers and my cousins ​​are united against others people'."

It's equivalent to a dispute between Annan and other forces. The first thought of the people in Liberty City is: "They actually made Lord Annan angry!" Even if it is Annan's fault, they will think: "They actually made Lord Annan angry!"

"I will ask you to be patient, and wait for the day when you grow up to be strong enough, and then avenge me." Olmedo said with the same soft color as the eldest sister: "This is war, people die meaninglessly... "

Compared to his fantastic ideas and ability to make money, this is what Annan values ​​most.

Annan shook his head. It seems that when I feel confident, a strong enemy will suddenly appear and give me a blow in the head.

Behind the Orr Empire's bow, there might be the Tatoon Empire circling around. If he doesn't give up, it will appear that Annan is too ignorant.

"I have not decided yet……"

When he touched those beautiful black gem-like eyes, Olmedo suddenly realized that although Annan always had a sunny smile that clearly imitated his original self, he never lowered his head...

"Afternoon."

"I'm not that deviant." Annan shook his head. "I just feel that I can say 'no' to problematic things."

Annan looked away. Three years had passed, but his immature cheeks were still full of seriousness: "I don't want to abide by their rules."

"Then how do you plan to 'counterattack' the Orr Empire?"

"Lower your head, it's not shameful. At least we have made the empire of the Thirteen Supreme Kings bow their heads. No one dares to look down on us anymore." Olmedo advised, "We are still young, but we will eventually grow up... …”

So the ancestor accepted the overtures of a little warlock who was not even an elite at that time.

In Breeze City, it was Olmedo's father, in Star-Moon Bay, it was the Rekaner Kingdom, when Liberty City was first established, it was the Mad Dog Archduke, and as it developed, it was the Orr Empire...

"What time is it now?" Annan suddenly raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Annan..." Olmedo looked at him helplessly.

"This time it was a broken tooth. So if you are executed, who will be killed?"

Olmedo suddenly smiled with relief: "You don't want to say that rules are meant to be broken, right?"

"Afternoon?" Annan narrowed his black eyes: "Why do I feel that... dawn has not come yet?"

Whether in Breeze City, Betar City, Xingyue Bay, Syltovis, or Montreal Mountain, in front of epics, legends, dragons, grand dukes, and kings, Annan always treated everyone equally, even his ancestors, his Emotions are also the care for elders rather than the flattery of superiors.

At this time, Ingrid opened the door and came in, whispered a few words into Olmedo's ear.

Annan knocked on the table dissatisfied: "I am the city lord."

The corner of Olmedo's mouth curled up: "Don't think about it, someone has done it for you." "What?"

"The Tatoon Empire asked you to try to resolve the dispute with Duke Kingsley, and I also gave you a message."

"what?"

Olmedo's expression became more solemn: "This is probably a conspiracy of the rat people. They want you to calm down."

She couldn't persuade Annan, but the empire could always pull the rope around Annan's neck, right?
"Okay... I'll give it a try. Have Broken Tooth's funeral arrangements been made?"

"Itilia said tomorrow at noon, do you want to go?"

"Um……"

The conversation between Annan and the Duke of Kingsley took place in the evening.

He thought he needed a trip to Mount Montreal, but in fact it was just a long-distance face-to-face conversation through a spell.

Annan placed a magic stone on the bookshelf in advance as a record just in case.

As the clock pointed to the hour, an oval magic mirror like a portal appeared in front of him. Annan saw the envoy of the Orr Empire - a man who looked like a wild boar, sitting majestically on the sofa like a mountain.

"Annan Reeves."

"Duke Kingsley..."

The moment he saw him, Annan knew that he was the mastermind behind it, and Duke Kingsley also knew that Annan knew that he was the mastermind behind it.

"You're younger than I thought."

Annan had no intention of reminiscing with him: "I need an explanation."

"Explanation? No need to explain." Duke Kingsley's voice was rough, as if the air was vibrating. "That's a battlefield, and people are dying everywhere."

The conversation was explosive from the beginning.

Annan still looked directly at him: "I can accept that my soldiers died on the front line, but I cannot accept that they were framed by villains and deprived of their honor."

"This is the continent of Allen. The strong hold the truth."

Annan's words seemed to anger Duke Kingsley. He was no longer polite and poked Annan in the chest from a distance: "You are right, but your status is not as good as mine, so I can scold you like a servant, but you will do nothing." No."

Standing next to Duke Kingsley, the middle-aged man with a goatee, who Annan thought was the butler, suddenly said: "Annan... Your Excellency, I think you are not so ignorant that you still caused civil strife when the rat men are present, right?"

Annan's eyes fell on him: "Are you Paige?"

Paige sneered and leaned forward: "Thanks to you, I have been dismissed from my post."

Annan looked at the sneering Paige, and couldn't help but think of Broken Tooth's body covered in mud and dust, and felt a sense of nausea.

"You don't even have a trace of guilt..."

"I will compensate that boy's family..." Peg chuckled, "As for your rat soldiers... I will catch ten rat soldiers to compensate you? Not enough? How about a hundred?"

At this time, Annan's surging anger, disgust, and murderous intent suddenly disappeared.

Because a bold guess came to his mind...

Duke Kingsley and Paige haven't realized where they went wrong until now, so is it possible... that the Orr Empire is also within the scope of the Montreal Mountains that they want to wake up?

(End of this chapter)