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Chapter 907 Chapter 138. The End of the War
In stage plays, this kind of plot, in which a powerful helper suddenly appears without any warning or logic to solve the problem, is called the "rope of the gods".

The Red Dragon Warlock undoubtedly used the Rope of the Spirit, and it almost succeeded.

If Annan had not insisted on following, not only would the Red Dragon Warlock have escaped, but four legends including the Skeleton King would have died at the hands of the believers of the Warlock Protection Association. Having lost three legends, the Dimon Kingdom would no longer be able to resist the invasion of the demon army.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was Annan who saved them.

So no matter what the three legends thought of Annan, at least now, they were much more polite in front of Annan who held the three crystals.

As for the Skeleton King... the fact that he wanted to send Annan away first when he discovered danger showed that he was a solid ally.

"Is it possible for Nanako to be resurrected?" Annan thought of how the believers handled the corpse.

"It doesn't matter, it can never come back," said Andrius.

Should this be considered as completing the Demon Lord's mission?
Aeselon purified the coins, checked again to make sure nothing was left behind in the forest, and teleported back to the mountain city.

Annan opened the portal and brought the three princesses back.

Facing the gaze from the other side of the portal, she hesitated and was a little reserved: "You haven't set off yet?"

"It has ended."

"it's over?"

Annan pretended to be relaxed and said, "How long will it take to hunt down a severely injured red dragon?"

The third princess then stepped forward and apologized to the four legends one by one: "Thank you for tolerating my immature behavior and taking the risk to hunt down the Red Dragon Warlock..."

Andrius's stern face melted away: "We didn't do anything, but without Annan, we might not be able to return safely."

The third princess looked at Annan in surprise.

"Lord Andrius is being modest," Annan said hastily and politely, fearing that the desire...love that had just been extinguished by the Third Princess would be rekindled again.

The Skeleton King and the two Legends returned to Liberty City and the Mage Tower, while Annan followed Andrius and the three princesses to the royal palace to report the good news.

The news of the Red Dragon Warlock's captivity was quickly spread, and the mountain city was filled with cheers and flying petals.

The war is over.

In other words, the war is over.

Winter is coming, and even if the demons continue to invade, they will be slowed down by the severe cold.

The Kingdom of Dimon will have a long winter to recuperate.

Not long after, the royal family announced that a grand celebratory banquet would be held tonight and the whole city would celebrate together.

The details of the hunt for the Red Dragon Warlock also spread with the three legends, and everyone learned that Annan was not a bystander, but saved everyone, and also had a relationship with the Warlock Protection Association.

This resulted in Annan being given almost the same level of importance as Grand Marshal Galkin and Duke Branda at the banquet that evening.

Annan found it boring. The guests were either showing off their wealth and connections or speaking incomprehensible words. If it wasn't for the money in their pockets... or in other words, in order to open a commercial street in the mountain city, he would stay here.

During this time, the third princess came over and took Annan to see the old king.

"It's not your fault. On the contrary, I want to thank you for helping to deal with the Red Dragon Warlock. You are a hero of the kingdom." The old king smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Regardless of Annan's own power or the three crystals in his hand, the old king regarded him as a force equal to the kingdom.

He also wanted to bring Annan and the third princess together, and even hinted that "many nobles have mistresses."

Annan said a few perfunctory words and fled to Marshal Galkin.

"You saved the kingdom." Grand Marshal Galkin toasted to Annan. He still stood in the best position to have a panoramic view of the entire banquet. "On the contrary, I think you saved the kingdom. I just did something insignificant." Annan shook his head. "If it was a mess like the Kingdom of Rekanel, they might have taken the opportunity to escape while we were helping to resist."

"Is the resentment so deep?" Marshal Galkin smiled.

Annan was not polite at all: "I should have been a king of the North, devoted my efforts, developed the country with peace of mind, and made the North great again... The betrayer destroyed all of this."

"Do you want revenge?"

"All the time..." Annan realized something and raised his head, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Not now." Grand Marshal Galkin took a sip of wine. "We can deal with those guys at any time. Maybe we don't even need to take action. The most urgent task is to recover the land occupied by the demons."

Even though the Red Dragon Warlock has been annihilated, the current Dimon Kingdom is still in a state of "the war is halfway done and the celebration party cannot be waited for."

“Will the countries to the south no longer sit idly by?”

Marshal Galkin snorted coldly, "They are not stupid. Seeing that we can defend the Mountain City, they finally decided to send reinforcements."

"It will be fine."

Annan picked up a glass of juice from a passing maid and raised it to signal.

……

Late at night, after the banquet, Annan returned to Liberty City.

The celebrations in Liberty City have just begun.

Compared to the Dimon Kingdom, where a group of well-dressed nobles were talking in a reserved, polite and gentle manner in the huge banquet hall, they lit a huge bonfire in the square in front of the city lord's mansion, and all people, regardless of their identity, age, and race, gathered around the bonfire and in the adjacent streets to party.

"What are they celebrating?" Only Annan, who had just returned, felt a little out of place.

Olmedo came over: "Celebrate that the demons have been repelled and the ratmen have been driven back to the north."

Annan was slightly stunned: "Is the war with the ratmen over too?"

"That's a break for now."

Driven back to the North...but who still remembers that the North was originally human territory?
But Annan didn't say anything to spoil the mood. Olmedo walked towards the bonfire and he followed behind.

The first northern Great Wall was lost, but the two empires and the coalition forces blocked the frenzied attack of the McKeon clan at the second northern Great Wall. A legendary team suddenly attacked the high priest of the ratman clan when he arrived at the Gray Mountain Range, and completely annihilated the high priest and the main force's command center at the cost of nearly half of their casualties.

Annan followed Olmedo and sat in front of the bonfire. Many young men and women were dancing in front of the bonfire, and the firelight reflected their smiling faces.

"Once the Ratman High Priest died, the Rat Tide became a loose sand and could no longer threaten the Great Wall in the North."

"Now we have two good news."

Both Middle-earth and the Kingdom of Dimon achieved phased victories.

"Lord Annan, can I ask you to dance with me?"

At this time, a girl ran up to them, her cheeks flushed, and asked with anticipation and nervousness.

Annan glanced at Olmedo, she smiled and nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed.

"of course."

With a charming smile, Annan stood up and followed the girl to the campfire.

(End of this chapter)