Alien world

Chapter 900 131. Strangler Vine

The old king and the third princess couldn't believe it, but they thought it was normal...

They had heard about Annan's reputation for a long time. After all, there were countless blue dragons, elves, vampires, druids, centaurs, tauren and other foreign races around him. They even had an affair with the Sea Tribe earlier... But they didn't It occurred to me that I would actually say it frankly.

The third princess was undoubtedly the most disappointed, staring at Annan as if she had seen the wrong person.

Frankly speaking, the heirs of nobles rarely have ugly looks. Their wealthy family background can support good-looking spouses, and this is especially true for the royal family.

This third princess has the same blue eyes as the old king, slightly thick eyebrows with a bit of heroism, and her skin is fair and delicate due to pampering, but to be honest... In terms of status, Orin of the Tatoun Empire is already The leader of the knights.

In terms of appearance, Tedder is not inferior to the Elf Goddess. In terms of ability, Olmedo and Itilia managed Liberty City in an orderly manner. In terms of background, Crimson Princess has a mother named Scarlet Queen. In terms of strength, Ilimoyas is a young blue dragon. In terms of friendship with Annan, Tasia was Annan’s first friend. Even in terms of age, humans had not yet left Wilhelm when the elf mentor was born.

In fact, this is the first time that Annan has refused marriage - Itilia's urging of him does not count.

I always feel that everyone will look at me with a stereotype in the future, and when they mention him, he will change from "the young Lord of the Floating City" to "that champion warlock"... But this can be considered as avoiding future troubles forever.

As he grows older and may be considered one of the most famous golden bachelors in the entire Allen continent, there will be no shortage of such marriages.

Annan's private life was just a sideshow at the banquet, and they soon began celebrating and partying.

"Have you known this for a long time?" Annan found the conspicuous Marshal Galkin and came to his side.

"You don't even want to call me you." Marshal Galkin pretended to be dissatisfied.

"You even bother to chase down the seriously injured Nanazi, you don't deserve my respect," Annan also said deliberately.

Marshal Galkin suddenly burst out laughing, causing the surrounding guests to look at him in surprise and then look away.

"Get ready, your battlefield is tomorrow." Marshal Galkin said while looking at the banquet.

He hasn't given up yet, which is good news...

Annan picked up a glass of juice, and then he noticed that Marshal Galkin was standing in a position overlooking the entire banquet... This was a general habit, and he liked to stand where he could see the overall situation.

"Who was the guy who rejected me?"

"Who? Duke Brenda?"

"he is great?"

"Yeah." Grand Marshal Galkin sipped his red wine, "One-third of the officials in Dimon Kingdom have something to do with him."

"So he is the real king of Dimon Kingdom?" Annan thought thoughtfully.

Marshal Galkin looked at him sideways: "Let other nobles hear that you have been dragged to the dungeon by the royal guards."

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to checking out the local dungeons wherever I go."

"Betal's redemption?"

"So you've seen it?"

"There is no love without reason in this world, and there is no hatred without reason..." Marshal Galkin smiled.

Annan thought thoughtfully: "Where does that cousin of yours come from?"

"You do not know?"

"Why should I know? I rarely offend people." Annan said without consciousness.

Grand Marshal Galkin didn't sell it: "My cousin wants his son to marry the Montreal gold family."

"What does this have to do with me?" "The girl he wanted to marry was very close to you, and she rejected him later."

"Olin?"

"Ah."

"Well done." Annan suddenly had an idea. "What kind of rotten fish is his son? A monster of more than 500 pounds? Orin has to peel off the fat by himself every night? How disgusting..."

Marshal Galkin felt that Annan was looking for excuses to scold him.

"My cousin actually admires you."

His change of subject made Annan wonder if he had heard wrongly.

"Unless the Orr Empire has a tradition of 'the more you like something, the more you deny it', I don't think he appreciates me."

"You really don't know what you did?"

"what?"

"The champion warlock owns a free city and has a good relationship with one of the Thirteen Supreme Kings. The Elf Royal Court intends to break the ten thousand-year-old rule and form an alliance with you, maintain contact with the blood clan, and there are gold-absorbing beasts like Magic Image... If you You are a commoner, and the nobles may think you are a new noble, but you are still the Twelve Kings of the North, an ancient family among the nobles. The most important thing is that you are not yet twenty years old... Even in Middle-earth, There are not many young people as good as you."

"You're going to drive all the girls crazy."

So Annan publicly stated that he didn't like women... Bah, humans.

"What does this have to do with him causing trouble for me?"

Marshal Galkin sighed: "Because this was done by Kingsley's son, and he knew it later than you..."

Annan was doubtful, but Marshal Galkin had no need to lie to himself.

So going back to the "there is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason", Marshal Galkin appeared to be stern at the beginning, but in fact, he extended a helping hand and now these words are easing the relationship between him and his cousin.

Annan said nothing more, because no one could convince anyone, and it would also make the relationship stalemate.

Annan believes that blood debts should be paid with blood, but everyone including Duke Kingsley thinks that they are just a rat and a group of civilians, and they will die. Is it more important than the friendly relationship with the nobles?

Let’s talk about rescuing Broken Tooth’s soul...if the soul in the hands of the Demon Lord is not a lie.

"Can we bring him down?" Annan's topic returned to Duke Brenda.

A nobleman like this would not have a clean butt...

As a result, Grand Marshal Galkin gave a serious warning: "Our enemy is the devil, not to bring new turmoil to the kingdom!"

Annan sighed: "It's like strangler vine, right?"

There are many strangler vine jungles in the south. It cannot survive on its own and relies on climbing up growing trees to bask in the sun, gradually strangling the trees. But in the same way, the old big tree dies, and the new saplings can be exposed to the sun and grow, and then they will be killed by the new strangler vines in the future...

It was clear that the Duke had reached a point where he was too big to fail. He is too deeply involved with the factions in the kingdom, and he will create internal troubles when there is external trouble... Not to mention whether the countries behind him will invest, the kingdom itself will fall apart.

"You guys go ahead, I'm going back to find a solution."

"Aren't you going to stay a little longer? The women are coming... Oh, I forgot."

Annan ignored Grand Marshal Galkin's joke, said goodbye to Andrius and walked out of the banquet.

As soon as he got into the carriage, a figure suddenly sat up next to him.

(End of this chapter)