Alien world

Chapter 958 189. Annan's Gray Rat Admirer

Ymir's soul has returned to rest in Wilhelm's World Tree, and the news from Xing'er City proves that the plague does exist. Annan only has one last problem left.

"Why are you helping us?"

The message sent by the gray-haired rat was not very useful, but what was valuable was the goodwill itself: as a privileged class in the ratman clan, the gray-haired rat's cooperation with humans was like a minister of a country taking the initiative to contact an enemy country - but it was definitely not as good as the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Well, King Rekanel deserves to die for thinking so.

The gray-haired mouse's amber-like crimson pupils were full of Annan's outline: "Because I yearn for humans, like magical images, and worship... you."

Annan's heartbeat quickened.

"You are so polite, beautiful lady. I..." The gaze from the side reminded Annan that Olmedo was still here, so he changed his reply to a formulaic one: "Thank you. Since Ymir trusts you, so do we. Please allow me to play the role of host and invite you to be my guest. I would also like to know how you... met Ymir."

"That's great!"

The gray mouse was jumping for joy, its gray hair dancing with excitement. It looked no different from a little girl who had just watched "Bimbo Stoker's Dracula".

The maid Abby led their rat guests to the living room to wait.

Olmedo commented: "You just acted like a succubus little boy."

"A succubus is a succubus, what does it mean to add a little boy?"

……

"Sorry for the wait."

Not long after, Annan, who had used the cleaning technique to make himself look brand new and with fluffy black hair, came into the living room.

"I don't know what the rat people like. What do you want to eat?"

"Can I try some fried potatoes, like you and Ruth had in the lower levels of the Wizard's Tower?" the Gray Squirrel asked expectantly.

No one can refuse a trivial request from a member of the opposite sex who expresses admiration. If so, he certainly cannot refuse a beautiful gray-haired mouse.

"Of course, I suggest you try Liberty City's new tomato wine. It's the perfect accompaniment to potato chips, just like you and - cough."

Annan did feel that something was wrong with him. It must be the Black Widow who always whispered sweet words in his ear that influenced him.

But Annan had a legitimate reason: Olmedo didn't understand her, but it didn't matter, she would know how good it was to have a gray-haired rat friend in the future. Maybe there would be a second gray-haired rat, a third gray-haired rat, or even a ratman tribe, or even a ratman clan...

Although there are some conflicts between humans and ratmen, which of the major races in the continent of Allen has not fought each other? Elves and dwarves have fought for thousands of years, gods and their followers have launched countless holy wars, and devils and demons have fought in the abyss for tens of thousands of years, and are expected to fight for tens of thousands more years.
The maid Abby went to prepare food, and Annan asked her, "I don't know your name yet."

"My human name is Gale..."

Gale sat on the sofa, legs together, hands restrained: "The handsome man just now..."

"Olmedo is a woman, my deputy city lord."

Gale was obviously relieved, and his ears trembled slightly: "I feel like she doesn't like me very much..."

"Because she is from the North, you know..."

"You are from the North too, why don't you hate me?" Gale tilted his head like a stuffed doll.

If Lily were here, she would definitely lie on its legs, but Cathy would jump on it and shout "So cute" while punching it wildly.

"Because I... have a few rat-men friends. I have seen the most despicable humans, and I have also seen the most noble rat-men..."

Gale covered his mouth, his crimson eyes slightly curved: "Do you really think so?"

"Ymir should have told you the story of the broken tooth, right?"

"Well...I envy it."

"You don't have to be envious. Since you helped us, you are a guest of Liberty City. You can stay in Liberty City until you want to leave."

Gale looked at Annan without blinking: "I mean, I envy him for being able to get along with you..."

Annan and Gail looked at each other in shock.

The atmosphere in the living room gradually became a little strange, especially when Gail leaned forward and wanted to get closer to Annan... "Is this too fast..." Annan suddenly felt a little hot.

"Rat people grow up in three months after birth, give birth to children in the fourth month, and become great-grandmothers in the last month... We have always been like this."

"Is it the same with children of humans and ratmen?"

"I haven't tried it yet..."

Gail's eyes slid down and stared at Annan's lips.

boom--

The door to the living room was suddenly pushed open and a figure rushed in.

"Huh? Annan, you're hooking up with girls of other races again!" Laila exclaimed.

Annan sat up straight and blushed: "How did I flirt with a girl? This is diplomacy... How can diplomacy be described as flirting!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's Ymir's friend!"

Laila was skeptical and sat down next to Annan, staring at Gale as if he were an enemy.

Their topic returned to normal. Annan was very curious about the life of the rat people, and Gale did not hide his secrets. While chatting happily, Annan remembered something: "Do you have other rat people friends?"

"I don't have many friends..."

"Do you know Jerry?"

Gale shook his head. "Is it a ratman too?"

"Well, what about Ma... Miller?"

Maria is a little special, and only a few people know her identity.

"We won't come into contact with black-haired rats," Gale said with a hint of pride.

In the evening, Annan asked the maid Abby to take Gail to the guest room, while he and Laila, who had been staring at him all day, went to find his eldest sister.

"Annan, I didn't want to say this, but she makes me feel a little strange..." Idyllia whispered, "It seems like she is approaching you with a purpose..."

“Why didn’t I feel that…” Annan muttered.

Leila put her hands on her hips and said, "Are you sure you're not under a spell?"

"There are already several succubi and succubi in the city. Do you think I will react?"

"That's because they look too much like humans!"

"What do you mean by that?"

Idelia looked at Annan and Laila, who were still bickering like children, with a smile on her face, but a flash of sadness flashed across her face as she remembered something.

Leila didn't notice her elder sister's expression, and continued with her hands on her hips, "But what you said is possible. The women out there who want to sleep with you can line up from here to the Kingdom of Rekanel."

Annan wanted to argue, but he was speechless.

"Annan, what I mean is, do you have someone you like now?"

"There shouldn't be any people."

"It's time."

All families cannot avoid urging their children to get married, and Annan is no exception.

After all, strictly speaking, there are only three of them left in the Reeves family, or even more strictly, only sisters...

Annan changed the subject: "Don't talk about this, look at the plague in the distance."

(End of this chapter)