Alien world

Chapter 986 Chapter 217. Magic Image
Mountains northeast of Ize Bay.

The atmosphere on the mountain was much better than in the previous few days, all thanks to the vampire vaccine brought by Annan.

Behind the one thousand people infected are a thousand families. Liberty City prevented a thousand families from breaking up and at the same time made them choose Liberty City wholeheartedly.

A considerable number of patients developed side effects after being cured, such as fear of light, thirst for blood, and the appearance of inhuman characteristics... But at least they are still alive, and maybe they can live longer.

Because a few lucky young people discovered unexpected changes: they became stronger, grew bloody teeth, and one person even turned into a bat - and then he couldn't change back.

"Wood, are you ready to be an executive?"

In Liberty City, an executive officer refers to the person in charge of a tribe, equivalent to a clan leader.

For example, the Goblin Executor Dolai, the Orc Executor Gar, and the Dwarf Executor Bronzebeard - after the rescued dwarves were willing to stay in the Free City, Annan gave her this title that Bronzebeard did not like very much.

"I...I can try." Wood mustered up the courage.

Annan patted his shoulder and said, "Think about it, you are the first friend I have ever known. Being just a tavern manager would bury your talent."

"Talent, me?" Wood asked, pointing at himself.

"Don't forget our relationship with the Land of Eternal Night. I plan to send you to contact them after the war ends."

Wood was confused by the bright future described by Annan. He couldn't help but feel excited but also a little self-deprecating.

Wood took his vampire followers back to Liberty City. The only ones left here were hundreds of Freeblades.

"Lord Annan, what should we do?" asked Little Simo.

"Continue with the Freeblade plan. Ize Bay is gone, but there are other towns."

Annan's plan was to have them flee to other towns disguised as refugees and continue to recruit members - and he would follow them in disguise.

Before setting off, Annan finally received news from the new capital.

The messenger arrived with the "Glory of Rekanel". Annan handed the newspaper to the curious Maria. The messenger said, "It is very likely that the king has colluded with the rat people."

"Where's the evidence?"

"No."

"It's still the same as before..."

Annan never doubted Clo's determination to collude with the ratmen. He was just a piece of solid evidence that could drive Clo out of the Holy Council and completely kill him.

"Do we need to ask our own people in the new capital to investigate?" asked the messenger.

"No... let them do what they should do and don't investigate it specifically." As long as Clo is not stupid, he will not let the secrets spread all over the streets.

After the messenger left, he looked at Maria: "What did the newspaper say?"

“They were saying bad things about Liberty City, accusing me of hiding homeless people in my home.”

"What?"

"It's just some bizarre lies," Maria said.

The Kingdom does not need to convince outsiders, but only its own people and those who have never been to Liberty City. Whoever speaks the loudest is right.

I'm afraid that around the new capital, most people think that Liberty City is a barbaric, backward and rude place.

This made Annan very unwilling. After all, the kingdom could discredit them at will and even make up all kinds of outrageous rumors, but they, who believed in their own justice, could not be as shameless as the Kingdom of Rekanel.

Unless we create a commercial newspaper, publish all the gossip, rumors, and false news, and compile all the jokes about the Kingdom of Rekanel into a book and publish it...

But Evelyn was busy with the Voice of Freedom and had not been home all day, which caused Annan to be looked down upon by Mr. Fast. If she were to create a new newspaper... she would be busy 25 hours a day.

Forget it, let's focus on dealing with the Kingdom of Rekanel first. Is there any other way to fight back against them? Filming magic images? What should I film...

While Annan was pondering, the Free Blade was ready.

They set out on a sunny day that was no longer gloomy, leaving Ize Bay, which had only been built a year ago and was destroyed not by the rat people but by their own people.

The Freeblade team formed a long line and marched across the pale snow-covered land.

Apart from them, there was no living person within a hundred miles.

When they arrived at the nearest town with human life, there was no need for them to act out their embarrassment.

Before approaching, Annan made some disguises, such as changing his wizard robe into a noble dress and dyeing his hair blond, and then asked Little Smokey and several strong Freeblades to act as his retainers and guards as he approached the town.

The guards on the watchtower spotted them and sounded the alarm. Soon, the guards appeared behind the low wall.

"Stop, stand there!"

The wizard fired an arcane missile into the air: "Who are you!"

Annan asked Little Small to stand out and said, "We escaped from Ize Bay, which was flooded!"

Hearing this, the guard asked cautiously: "Are you from the Free Blade?"

"No, my young master is a noble, the first heir of the grain merchant White family!"

This family does exist. After all, when Yize Bay was destroyed, many professionals escaped. Some of them may have fled here.

They glanced at Annan sitting on horseback and half believed him - after all, the Freeblades were just a bunch of peasants.

"There is a small town sixty miles away from here. You can stay there!" But the guards were still unwilling to open the door to this group of guys of unknown origin.

"Please let us into the city, we are not with them!" Little Smokey deliberately shouted: "We have money! We are willing to exchange money for food and shelter!"

Even though they were hundreds of meters away, Annan could feel their greed.

The guards hesitated for a few seconds before showing their last bit of reserve. They picked up their weapons and only allowed Annan and his men to approach, warning the other refugees not to act rashly.

When Annan entered the town, he saw a nobleman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with long gray hair standing in front of the street.

"Hello, I'm the baron of this town, you can call me Herrit." He looked at Annan for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on the truck behind him.

"Are you the mayor here?" Annan asked.

Hellit shook his head: "There is no mayor."

"No mayor?"

"Everything in this town is controlled by my family," said Herritt with some pride.

Annan suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar...

A flash of inspiration came from the sky, causing Annan to suddenly come up with an idea, and then he could no longer stop it -

"Please provide me with a room!"

"No problem at all……"

Annan couldn't wait to turn his ideas into cash, and Herritt couldn't wait to receive the property that Annan brought.

As soon as he returned to his room, Annan locked himself in and left the small matter of taking over the town to the Free Blade. With the help of Ilimayas and Maria, the mayor's ridiculous strength and wisdom could not stop them at all, and they easily planted the Free Blade's flag on Helrit's manor.

(End of this chapter)