Alien world

Chapter 93 92. Seduction
[Dear Annan Reeves:
It's been a long time since I last saw you, and I miss you very much.Nothing has happened recently, the manor is empty, and there is an agreement, can the king of the north come to talk?
——Maria who is looking forward to your arrival]

The inscription Maria's name exuded a familiar fragrance, and Annan recalled it for a while, remembering that it was the fragrance exhaled by the countess when she approached her at the banquet.

Annan re-scanned the letter solemnly, clutching the letter paper and envelope, and walked upstairs, passing Abby who was looking curiously, and pushed open the door of the study.

He took out the dictionary from the bookshelf and leaned over the desk to read it word by word.

After a few minutes, Annan successfully translated the obscure letter into popular language.

Invite yourself to...

Annan had no reason to refuse.As the widow of the count, Mrs. Maria should know many noble secrets, and she should be able to detect who is acting abnormally.

"Are you going to the Earl's Manor?"

After Annan told Della about this, the elf hesitated and said, "Don't go...you are not her match."

"It will be all right, I can deal with the countess."

Blue Dragon should be able to get away with being attacked unscathed, and just in time to ask Blue Dragon about the attack on the convoy.

Annan prepared to reply to the letter according to the etiquette, took out a brand new letter paper and quill pen, and wrote the reply:
[Dear Countess:

I……】

The ink on the paper gradually fades with the touch of the pen tip.

Forget it.

Annan put the quill back into the ink bottle and accepted the fact that he was illiterate.

"Is the maid who delivers the letter still outside?" Annan asked.

Abby, who was waiting outside the door, replied: "Haven't left yet."

"Tell her I'm tomorrow..." Annan thought at this moment that there were only two days left before the countdown.He wants to spend plenty of time on that day.

"No, I'm going now."

……

Earl's Manor is located in the north of Breeze City.As a highland fortress against the north in the past, it became the territory of many old nobles after the Breeze City was built.

The once cold and solid high wall has collapsed, leaving only the high ground overlooking Breeze City silently telling the thickness of this land.

If it is said that summoning a meteorite in Winchet Manor may kill some nobles and rich people, then in the northern highlands, a meteorite may cause heavy losses to many ancient families.

Here, even street pickers can talk about hundreds of years of aristocratic history.

However, the blood and status of the "King of the North" played by Annan will only be nobler than them.

The carriage bearing the emblem of the King of the North drove into the earl's manor.The garden has not been abandoned because of the passing of Earl Morgan, but the bright flowers with dewdrops are more delicate and green.

The carriage driving into the manor stopped under the shadow of the mansion. Annan stepped out of the carriage and looked up at the castle-like building with stacked spiers that sheltered the snow-capped mountains.

"Master Annan, Mrs. Maria is waiting for you in the flower garden."

The young servant led the way, and Annan followed her along the side wall of the castle to the flower garden.

The unimaginably vast and vast wilderness emerges before the eyes, and the lush grass and wild flowers seem to stretch from the snow-capped mountains, rippling under the cool breeze from the snow-capped mountains.The meandering river divides the meadow, and the beautiful girl sits on the bank of the river and looks into the distance.

The maid leading the way disappeared at some point, and Annan was so intoxicated by the beauty that he didn't want to disturb it.

However, the girl by the river noticed Annan's arrival, and the white teeth she showed were like the tail of a crescent moon, and she invited him amidst the beauty of the moment.

No one can resist the desire to enter this beautiful painting, leap over the weeds and flowers, and hold the outstretched hand.

Annan was no exception. He stepped forward and broke a piece of weeds.

"Feel sorry……"

Annan carefully walked around the bushes, followed the path hidden among the weeds, and walked around the countess who was approaching the river bank.

Mrs. Maria still raised her arms at first, but as Annan circled around in the grass, she couldn't get out as if she was stuck in a maze, so she had to lower her sore arms.

Finally, Annan, who found the right path, came to Mrs. Maria.

Mrs. Maria looked at Annan complaining like a girl.

"Sorry, I think this place is like a painting, I don't want to destroy it..."

"Then forgive you."

Maria blinked, and looked at the glistening stream again.

"I always sat here when I was a girl." The Countess sighed desolately: "Time flies, I am no longer young..."

"You are still beautiful now."

Annan said seriously.

Today's Mrs. Maria is not as beautiful and plump as the banquet.She doesn't seem to have any makeup, her cheeks and lips are pale, her pale and bright eyes are slightly tired, a cluster of fine hair is tied in a thin braid like ears of wheat on her forehead, and her beautiful outline is covered by a long white dress.A sapphire necklace was placed on her chest, beautiful and youthful.

The years have not left any marks on her body, and now the countess looks like a thin girl.

"If I were still young, you wouldn't say 'you', would you?" The countess smiled slightly: "Do you still remember the agreement that night? You can call me Maria in private."

"Okay, Maria."

At least the Countess in front of her would not make it awkward for Annan to call her that.

Just like Annan wouldn't call Yi Ruilanze's mentor grandma grandma grandma grandma grandma.

"Let's sit down and talk."

The countess gathered the skirt, and the full arc pressed into the grass.

Annan sat next to him, shoulders and shoulders aloof.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

Even the questions become girlish.

"I haven't thought of such a thing..."

"You should think about it. The Reeves family needs heirs, this time is an example." The countess's hair fluttered in the breeze, teasing Annan's cheek, "If something happens to you, only ten of the twelve kings of the North will be left." A king."

Annan was still thinking of an excuse, the countess tilted her head and looked at Annan: "Maybe Miss Maria can help you think of a way?"

"I don't know either...Maybe the rat man is also good, or has a tail..." Annan said casually, not noticing that the countess's smile became stiff.

"Is the court painter not here?"

Annan wanted to avoid the subject.

The countess happened to think so too.

"She'll be here soon."

Not long after, a female painter dressed in a cumbersome costume like a bard broke into the grass and set up a drawing board.

Annan stood aside, admiring the Countess who was looking at the snow-capped mountains, watching the delicate and young girl gradually take shape on the drawing board.

The oil painting almost reproduces the beauty of this scene, which cannot be compared with pure photos.

Then, after the painting was finished, the Countess dragged Annan to sit on the warm grass, ran to the side of the painter, and instructed her to draw another painting for Annan.

Ten minutes later, Annan saw an impasto oil painting full of artistic conception of snow-capped mountains and wilderness.The subject of the painting is not himself, and this feeling of being one with nature is just right.

He likes this painting very much.

(End of this chapter)