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Chapter 926 Chapter 157. Conquer the Ruins of Sorendor

Everyone showed puzzled expressions.

Only Annan whispered to Oulin: "What is mixed blood?"

"That is, an illegitimate child born to a non-noble, servant, or commoner."

Annan then said "No wonder" a little later. No wonder Isa chose not to keep any of them... The contradiction between pure blood and mixed blood is deep-rooted.

Monsong actually thought he could control this "mixed blood".

The murderer has been caught, and the only thing left is how to deal with him.

Janice said that the Ministry of Rites would detain him. Because the deceased and the murderer were both from the Kingdom of Rekanel and had special identities, Isa should be sent back to the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Isa, who had been obedient at first, raised his head and struggled, "You can't let me go back! They will torture me to death...Annan! I will kill them for you and let me go to your city! I also know many shameful secrets of the kingdom-"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Annan. After a brief silence, he said, "Do you think I will thank you?"

"What...?" Isa stood there in a daze.

Monzon and his men did not deserve death? Perhaps. But Annan simply disliked the assassination method, and -

"Although he dislikes Meng Song's character, he should trust you, right? Until the moment you killed him from behind, he firmly believed that you could do it."

Isa was stunned, and suddenly he roared with his veins exposed: "Annan! You are no different from those nobles! Damn you, why do you——"

Janice cast a spell to shut him up before he could say anything worse.

Ou Lin was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person..."

"That? I lied to him." Annan shrugged. "I just don't want to get into trouble. The people who died are from the Montreal family, and the ones who did it were also from the Montreal family. Isn't it okay for me to stand on the shore and watch the fun?"

As they left the house, Olin said thoughtfully, "Do you think he's telling the truth?"

"has a problem?"

"He said it so readily, as if... he chose to reveal a secret in order to hide a bigger secret."

"That depends on your interrogation skills."

On the other side, Janice extended an invitation to Barron: "I keep my word. Newman, I will write a letter of recommendation for Barron to rejoin the company tomorrow."

Before the city guard Newman had time to be happy, Barron shook his head and refused: "No, being a city guard means patrolling all day long, and I can't afford to offend the nobles. I'd better be a drunkard..."

Janice frowned and said, "I don't know what you've been through in the past, but your abilities shouldn't be buried—"

"What's wrong? Sister Janice." Annan came over and asked.

Janice's slightly sarcastic face suddenly brightened up and she briefly recounted what had happened.

“He’s a talent.”

"I have a suggestion. Since he doesn't want to return to the City Guard, let him be a consultant. When there is a case, let him go with you and pay him some money."

Annan looked at Barron again, "To thank you for clearing my name in just a few hours... After the commercial street opens in the future, I'll give you free tickets at the tavern... How about half the price?"

"You are such a generous nobleman." The old man with the rosacea saluted Annan unsteadily. "If you are attacked one day, I will help you solve the case even if I don't ask for money."

"That's a deal." Annan smiled, not caring about the offense from the drunk Barron.

Annan said goodbye to Janice and followed Olin back to the manor.

Olmedo was waiting in the hall. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them return. He looked at Annan and said, "It's good. It doesn't look like he suffered."

"How can I not suffer? I was forced to read a book in the cell for half a day." Olmedo looked at Olin: "Can you keep him in there for a few more days?"

……

The next day, Annan, who was about to go to discuss the commercial street, learned bad news: Isa died in the cell.

Oulin said it was just an accident, no one expected him to commit suicide...

Isa's behavior of simply confessing his crimes clearly does not fit the image of a criminal who is not afraid of life and death, and it seems that he really does not want to return to the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Whatever secrets this "mixed-blood" had hidden behind him, they disappeared with his death.

After washing up and having breakfast, Annan went out to do the last thing before going home.

"Lord Annan, I will be responsible for discussing the commercial street matters with you."

At the back door of the Moonlight Opera House, Annan met with officials from the Imperial Ministry of the Interior.

The official from the Ministry of the Interior introduced several documents in his hand attentively: "Starlight Wine Street is located next to Ferdon House. If you choose this place, there will be no shortage of customers. There is also File Road, which is the only way for outsiders to come to Montreal Mountain-"

The streets introduced by the officials were all good, but Annan had his heart set on one.

"Didn't Oulin tell you? This is what I want." Annan pointed at the ruins around him and said, "Look, such a good place, it would be a waste to leave it abandoned."

"Uh..." The official's face froze for a moment, and he remained polite: "I'm afraid not. You should take another look at these..."

"This is different from what we agreed on." Annan's smile gradually faded, not sure whether the official acted on his own initiative or Oulin did not explain it clearly.

"Lord Annan, the ruins of Sollendor are related to some of the empire's past events. It cannot be handed over to outsiders."

It seems to be the former.

"I only want the ruins of Sorendor. If you don't want to keep your promise, I will let... Sister Aries talk to you."

Annan rejected the document handed over by the official, feeling strange... Oulin did not stop him, which meant that the royal family no longer cared about the past. Who was making trouble again?

"Sorry, it's really not possible." The official ignored Annan's threat and said with a polite smile.

"Then I won't accept it."

"Well, if you change your mind, you're welcome to come to the Ministry of the Interior to pick out the land anytime."

The officials returned to the Ministry of the Interior and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Annan was not as difficult as the legend said, and was even easy to deal with.

"How was it? Did you meet Annan?" his colleague asked him.

"Well, he wanted the ruins, but I didn't give it to him, and then he said something about Aries..."

"Aries?" His colleague asked thoughtfully.

"you know?"

"I seem to have heard of it... Oh, I remember now, the ancestor of the royal family had this name." After saying that, his colleague saw that his cheeks turned pale and he began to tremble.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

……

"Mr. Annan, this is the title deed to your Solendo Garden. Because it is still a ruin, we will exempt you from the high land tax before the commercial street is built. At the same time, we will notify the Ministry of Finance to exempt you from the commercial tax for the first three years of construction."

The Ministry of the Interior, which had always been criticized for being bloated, bureaucratic, greedy and inefficient, suddenly burst out with unimaginable efficiency, so fast that Annan didn't even have time to shout, "Ancestor, I was bullied by the people in the Ministry of the Interior."

(End of this chapter)