Alien world

Chapter 982 213. Economic Sanctions
What Tabareodo said had better be true.

Slander without solid evidence and upright accusations are not equally loud.

The foreign aid army brought everyone back to Liberty City and looted the town's wealth. Including the hidden antiques, paintings and jewelry, there were only a few hundred gold coins - not a small amount, but it depends on who you are.

Annan rested for one night in the vacated town, and set off again early the next morning, arriving at Xinger City without any accidents.

When the huge dragon shadow of Ilimoyas appeared in the sky above Xing'er City, the residents who had not yet moved to Liberty City came to the streets and cheered: "Long live Olme! Long live Olme! Long live Olme!"

Annan, who had landed on the terrace of the City Lord's Mansion, looked towards the street in confusion.

"What did they call you?"

"I'm just kidding. Hello, Miss Blue Dragon, you..." Francois suddenly saw Maria and showed a confused expression: "Countess...?"

The Shameless Baron still remembers the Countess of Breeze City.

"She's on our side now."

"Hello, ma'am." Francois greeted and continued to talk to Annan: "Are you going to review the results of Xing'er City?"

"No... I'm just passing by. I have to go to Ize Bay next." Annan, who was worried about getting into trouble, quickly denied it. He was very satisfied with the current situation of Xing'er City. Thanks to the population migration, the total population of Liberty City has reached 100,000.

At its most prosperous time, Breeze City had a population of only 500,000.

However, it cannot be compared with the royal cities and imperial capitals in Middle-earth with a population of millions.

In order to shut Francois up, Annan told him the news revealed by Tabarreado.

"Colluding with the Rat People..." Francois thought thoughtfully.

"We can't guess it, so why not ask our military minister?"

The military minister spends day and night with the king, so he should be able to find clues.

"Leave it to me," said Francois.

When someone was sent to contact the new capital, Annan had already ridden on Ilimayas's back to Yize Bay.

……

[To my beloved, Yanes:

Winter is coming, and Freeblade has given us warm clothing.

It has been three days since the flood. We are hiding in the mountains outside the Bay of Ize. They have dug many caves in the mountains. I am not cold at all, because the fire of revenge burns in my soul.

I have good news for you... Don't you like Liberty City the most? Because I behaved well, the Free Blade released me and sent me to the reserve training. The other followers were all civilians, and relying on my knightly knowledge, I soon became their captain.

It won't be long until the day when I can avenge you... Wait for me, Miss Yanes.

If you were still alive, you would surely advise me to calm down... But my life is like a shooting star. Its only meaning is to emit the brightest light the moment it streaks across the night sky... If I can't do that, then what's the point of lingering on in the endless darkness?

Saint Laurent, October 1001, , Claude

The biting cold wind howled outside the cave. Claude closed his diary, stood up and called to his companions: "Let's continue practicing!"

"Come on... Let's rest for a while..." The other reserve members complained.

Claude showed a hint of hesitation, which was then replaced by indifference: "Don't you want revenge? Or do you want to die meaninglessly on the battlefield!"

The reserve members looked at each other and got up in silence.

The sound of their exercise breathing gradually echoed in the cave.

At this time, Fermi, Little Small and a group of Free Blade backbones stood on the mountainside, looking at the distant sky with nervousness and trepidation.

They already knew Annan was on his way.

"Why are you so nervous? Haven't you all met Annan?" The howler didn't understand.

"Because we screwed up..." Little Smalls said guiltily.

Ize Bay was destroyed by floods. Although most people escaped, Ize Bay could no longer serve as their base. In a way, they had already failed. "It's not your fault, and it's not everyone's fault," said the Howler.

No one expected that the Kingdom of Rekanel would be so cruel as to dig up the dam of its own territory.

"Lord Annan is here." Fermi spoke at this time.

In the distant sky, a black dot appeared, getting closer and closer, and finally turned into a giant dragon in the ice and snow, landing in front of everyone with wind and snow.

Annan's black hair fluttered along with the mage's robe. He jumped off the dragon's back, squinted his eyes, and walked towards the crowd in the wind and snow.

The Free Blade member with a sad face asked Annan to put away the greeting he was about to say.

"What happened?"

……

"Of course something happened!"

The military minister stared at the intruder with wide eyes: "How dare you show up in my residence so brazenly!"

"The more sneaky we are, the easier it is to be discovered," said the messenger.

No one would suspect him of using the excuse of handling official business.

"You... forget it, you are still too young and have never seen any powerful political means." The military minister was worried. It was good this way, Liberty City was pure as hell, and there was no need to worry about being backstabbed after the victory of the war...

The military minister called his confidant outside the door: "Go outside now and confirm how many people saw him come in."

"Yes, my lord."

The confidant went out, and the military minister looked at the messenger: "I hope that the risk of exposure for you to come to me is worth it."

The messenger got straight to the point: "Is there anything suspicious about the king?"

"What's the meaning?"

This question made him a little uneasy.

"It's just acting like a rat man, doing things that humans wouldn't do."

"no!"

The Minister of War first rejected it forcefully, then seemed to remember something and took a deep breath: "Perhaps... maybe... maybe... there is a chance... that the king has some relationship with the rat people."

"Where's the evidence?"

"No, there is no evidence for such a serious matter."

"Then why do you doubt it?"

The military minister recalled the details of his time with the king and said, "My intuition... If you hadn't asked me, I would never have thought of it."

"understood."

The messenger was about to send the message back, but the military minister stopped him again and said, "There is one more thing. Send this to your city lord."

"We." The messenger corrected himself first, took the intelligence, glanced at it, and read out the content: "It is proposed to ban all goods from Liberty City from entering the country."

Too rough...

The Military Minister kept shaking his head. How dare a messenger open the letter to the Lord... or was he someone close to the sorcerer?

"Why does the Kingdom impose economic sanctions on Liberty City?" asked the messenger.

"To make people believe that the Kingdom is capable of dealing with Liberty City."

"Who should we trust? Us?"

"Let the nobles of the new capital believe that you know we don't have the ability."

(End of this chapter)