Alien world

Chapter 981 212. Big Secret

The fat mayor only lasted a few minutes before he collapsed.

Of course, he had heard the legends of the Freeblades not far from here: they hated evil, disliked nobles and rich people, and stood up for the poor...

"Don't be nervous, I'm different from them." Annan wanted to continue interrogating him and there was no way he would get away with it.

"No... different?" A glimmer of hope appeared in the fat mayor's narrow eyes.

"I'm Annan."

The fat mayor's hopes were completely extinguished and dim.

He was not an ignorant captain. He had certainly heard of Annan's name. There was even a wanted poster for all the Free Blade members including Annan posted in the town.

"Oh my God!"

The young wizard suddenly shouted, drawing everyone's attention, "You are Annan!? I should have known, how could such a great warlock not have a reputation?"

Annan withdrew his gaze again. The goblins in Liberty City always flattered him endlessly, and he already had legendary immunity.

The fat mayor said painfully: "We...we didn't rob passers-by very often..."

"I can tell."

Those who are farmers during the day and bandits at night would lure passers-by into the town and then take action after they are asleep. They would never take action outside the town.

"Then let's..." The fat mayor forced a smile.

Annan knew what he was going to say and interrupted him deliberately: "Oh, by the way, I killed your guard captain."

"He died well! He should have died long ago!" The young wizard yelled again, with a look of deep anger and hatred on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "He was simply blind. He actually dared to rob the great Lord Annan! He ruined the reputation of the town, robbed passers-by, shamelessly bullied innocent people in the town, and even peeped at women bathing! Even if you don't do it, I will find a chance to execute him!"

Annan said nothing, just stared at the young wizard.

He shrank his neck and asked tentatively: "Am I annoying you? If I am annoying you, I will disappear in front of you right now and I promise not to let you see me!"

Annan said noncommittally: "Lend me the spell book."

"Uh……"

"Ok?"

"Of course, you are my master, and what's mine is yours." The young wizard hid all his hesitation and humbly presented the spellbook.

Annan took the brown-covered spell book with a little emotion.

Once upon a time, when he was unable to cast all spells except summoning, a spell book that "can cast all the magic above as long as you have magic power" became his dream. Today, he is fully capable of buying seven spell books and using them in rotation from Monday to Sunday, but he has long forgotten his original dream...

But think about it carefully, he is not Sean, who can become a great magician by collecting strange fire. If he is still on the road of pursuing spell books, who knows if he is now staying in a tavern, saving money to buy a meditation potion and becoming a small warlock who has not yet broken through to the elite?
Annan opened the spell book. It was thinner than he had imagined, with only a dozen pages. The spells recorded were only basic first and second level spells, and the highest level spell was the third level fireball spell - the young wizard was not an elite.

Seven or eight pages are dim, which means they have been released and need time to recover.

All in all, this spell book should be worth a few hundred gold coins.

It looks very affordable. A magic ring that can release arcane missiles once a day costs hundreds of gold coins. This spell book is similar to the magic ring, but the spell book can only be used by the caster, while the magic ring has no restrictions, even for Martin.

The legion centurion came to Annan and said that all the townspeople had gathered.

Annan nodded and walked into the town with Elimoyas and Maria.

The townspeople were gathered in the open space in front of the mayor's house. They were huddled together like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Scanning the crowd and making contact with their fearful eyes, Annan knew that they were really just a group of residents... They might have followed the mayor to do many bad things and harm passers-by, but they were only forced to become accomplices in order to survive.

After all, in a group where everyone agrees, it takes courage to express dissent. Forget it, let Francois worry about it.

Annan walked towards the mayor's mansion and was attracted by the signboard next to it: there were several hideous and ugly wanted poster portraits on it.

"Who is this?"

Annan looked at the wanted poster in the middle, with a crooked mouth, squinting eyes, a face full of sores, and no teeth in his mouth, and read out the words on it: "Wanted treasonous felon, Annan Reeves, former King of the North... Is this me?"

"Sorry, I accidentally said something sweary again." Annan said to Maria who looked at him, "But I don't know how we are similar other than having the same face?"

"They did it on purpose. The Kingdom of Rekanel knew that you would not come to the front line, so they used this method to discredit you... and how could a rebel be handsome and beautiful?" Maria said softly.

"you're right."

Annan looked at the eye-catching portrait again, walked around the signboard and walked into the mansion.

"Owner……"

The young wizard, who was being guarded by two soldiers, quickly stood up and put on a flattering smile.

"I am not your master." Annan interrupted him, "But don't worry, you won't die, you just need to be 'educated' for a while."

The young mage didn't know what "education" was, but he knew it was never a good thing...

"I...can I exchange a secret for my freedom?" The young wizard showed a kind of heaviness, as if he had made an important decision.

"There's no bargaining in Liberty City... but you can talk."

"No... this news is enough to buy back my freedom." The young wizard insisted.

Annan groaned: "What's your name?"

I don't know why he asked this, but the young wizard still answered: "Tabareodoro, Lord...sir."

"Tabareotto, I can guarantee that if your information is indeed useful, then your guilt will be reduced a lot. As for being completely innocent... it depends on how many wrong things you have done."

"I understand……"

Tabaredo looked much more relaxed, as if Annan's euphemism made him feel more relieved than an immediate agreement. He glanced at the two soldiers still in the hall, and Annan understood and asked them to leave first.

"When I escaped from the old capital, I happened to see a flash of green light passing by the king..." Tabareotto said in a low voice.

"Green light? Do you mean fel energy or natural magic?"

"It must be evil energy, I can't be wrong!"

Although the two energies appear as the same green in the material plane, one is fluorescent green and the other is forest green, so there is still a big difference, not to mention that the caster can keenly perceive the different energies.

Annan fell into deep thought, not knowing whether he should believe it or not...

Although he always slandered Cloe as a ratman and colluding with ratmen, he never had any substantial evidence.

After walking out of the mansion with doubts, Annan turned around and asked, "Maria?"

"I have no idea……"

"Can you find a way to test it? The group of elders behind you must know something."

"I can try."

(End of this chapter)