Alien world

Chapter 90 89. Women

Annan looked around the banquet hall filled with brilliant lights and guests, and remembered what Olmedo said.

"The Ratmen who intend to corrupt Breeze City will not let this dinner go. They will find a way to sneak into the banquet, blend in with the crowd, and make the nobles turn to Chaos."

The feast has ratmen in it...

The glamorous guests are not like the Ratmen pretending to be, and the waiters who shuttle in the hall look normal.

Is the problem in the back kitchen?
Annan made a mistake.He knew very little about the Ratmen.I only know a limited part from the story of the extermination of rats in the bard's story and Francois's few words, let alone the habits and characteristics of the rat people.

Annan couldn't stupidly and blindly ask "Are you a strange person?" Even if he just asked "Have you met a weird person recently?" It would be strange.

"I'll ask Olmedo first."

Annan looked at the figure holding a wine glass, surrounded by nobles, with a warm smile, and said to Della, walking straight towards Olmedo.

The young city lord listened to the conversation of the guests and nodded. Seeing Annan approaching from the corner of his eye, he apologized and said to them, "Excuse me." He walked away to meet Annan who was approaching.

The meeting between the current castellan and the original castellan attracted a lot of attention.

"I thought you'd keep pretending you didn't know me."

Compared with Olmedo's familiar teasing, Annan's performance was direct and uninteresting: "How can I find them?"

"Relax, Annan, don't talk about serious things." Olmedo put down his glass and motioned to the terrace where there were no people. "Let's talk in another place."

……

Della watched Annan and Olmedo disappear outside the terrace, declined a dance invitation from a young nobleman, and came to the table to choose food.

His slender fingers slid across the tempting pastries and the oily steak. When hesitating what to pick up, a rose-scented figure passed behind Della, and his palm brushed her belt.

Della froze for a moment, staring warily at the beautiful lady standing beside her.

"Follow me."

The beautiful lady picked up a plate of pastries and turned to leave.

Della looked at the back of "her", and silently followed to the corner where several beautiful ladies and girls gathered.

The women are mature and plump, the girls are beautiful and graceful, and the fragrance of flowers and laughter make this corner like a flower garden in full bloom.

The pointed-eared and tall Della is out of place here.

A graceful and gorgeous figure was surrounded by women.She was wearing a bright red fluffy low-cut long dress. Her snow-white complexion and full breasts made people unable to extricate themselves, and her high nose bridge and bright eyes made people fall into it.

The women are headed by her, like the centermost and most beautiful flower in a cluster.

"You shouldn't be here."

She raised her perfectly curved jaw.

Della looked towards the terrace where Annan disappeared: "He brought me here."

"It seems that our guards have dreamed of the madam." Her words caused the women to chuckle.When the laughter subsided, the glamorous lady pursed her red lips and looked at the healthy and slender silhouette in front of her eyes.

"But it's not your turn to do this kind of thing, 'guard'." She bit down on the word guard with a magnetic accent, "You don't even have...things to make him happy. Why don't you give him to me, I'll let him Lord Priest counts your credit..."

Della's emerald green pupils swept across the woman's body like a goddess of beauty sculpted by a legendary artist: "He doesn't like your type."

"This is impossible!"

Before the glamorous lady could speak, the girl next to her who was only eight or nine years old sharply denied, "No man can resist the charm of the Countess."

Della looked at the countess' buttocks sinking into the sofa, and said with Annan's unique seriousness: "Your buttocks are too big."

"Then do you think you can do it?" The girl pointed at Della and made a harsh noise like a mouse: "You are destroying the master's plan!"

"I do not have."

Della's tranquility was replaced by panic, she lowered her head, and a cunning flashed through her eyes that no one noticed.

"She is a 'guard', not a 'madame'. It's normal not to know." The Countess complained that the girl was too fierce, and said to Della gently: "Give him to us, the priest will give you a reward, maybe I will also sacrifice for you, making you a 'Madame'."

Della replied faithfully: "For the Holy Clan."

"Then tell me, boy, what does the young King in the North like?"

……

"Those Ratmen are disguised as humans. They can easily sneak among us. Neither scavengers nor detective skills can see through their disguise."

When a person looks like a human, sounds like a human, feels like a human, and behaves like a human, then he is human.But not for the Ratmen—for all Ratmen are under the watchful eye of the Rat God.

Perhaps this is also the reason for the collapse of secret societies-it has included too many races to ignore objective factors.

"Remember, don't easily identify a nobleman unless you have clear evidence." Geoffrey Olmedo lay on the guardrail, whispering into the night scene in front of him with the breeze, "Our mistakes will bring chaos. Let the status quo spiral into an irreversible vortex, and that's what the Ratmen are for."

A person who fell from the cliff was only hanging by a badly worn rope.Any shaking, breeze and movement can snap the rope.

Annan said he remembered.

Olmedo changed the subject to something lighter: "What's it like to be a warlock?"

Annan thought about the day he learned to cast spells: "It's nothing special."

"Won't warlocks affect anything? Such as cognition, orientation..."

"What do you want to say?"

"Many warlocks have a strong interest in other races."

"I don't have this kind of change." Annan replied.

Because he was interested in it even before he became a warlock.

After finishing the chat, Annan and Olmedo returned to the noisy and lively banquet, and saw Della talking with a young nobleman.

Della found Annan came back and took the initiative to meet him.

"Sorry, I just saw that this lady's gauze dress is very special, so I won't bother you two..." The young nobleman who approached Della left in a hurry.

Annan stared at the fleeing back of the young nobleman, suspecting that he was a rat man.

"Annan, a lady wants to see you."

Annan looked away: "Who is it?"

Della brought Annan to the ladies' party.Those beautiful faces, white breasts and long legs made Annan at a loss.

In the center of these women, a graceful woman with a noble temperament, no less than a princess, stood up, and kissed Annan's cheek affectionately, "Levis, do you remember me?"

"sorry, I……"

Annan's cheeks gradually became hot in the softness and fragrance, and the sigh of disappointment was still echoing in his ears.

"I guess you don't remember me, you were very young then..."

This is a necessary sacrifice.Annan thought.

(End of this chapter)