A strange world

Chapter 1165 Chapter 87. If you don’t want the elves, find the rat men

Annan froze in place.

Even without looking back, he could still imagine the sarcasm and ridicule on the faces of the guests behind him.

"The Elf King's Court..."

The old elf elder was still saying something, but Annan could no longer hear anything. When he regained consciousness, the elder and the guests had left, and he was the only one standing around.

"Annan..." Tedder came over with an apology on his face, "I didn't expect this."

She thought that the Presbytery would separate Annan and Aidan, and the connivance these days was proof of it, but she didn't expect that...

"It doesn't matter. The elves don't want to form an alliance. It doesn't matter if they play with my simple feelings... I can still form an alliance with the rat people."

Tedder showed a bitter smile, let Annan talk angrily, and handed him the juice in his hand.

"I'm serious." Annan said as he took the juice.

Annan is not an idiot who knows nothing about politics, although he is indeed too naive sometimes...

But he could see the consequences of the elves' "betrayal" - whether it was the victory over the Kingdom of Rekaner or the ambiguity with the elves, they would disappear with the announcement of non-alignment.

Annan and his Free City would become a laughingstock. When other people talk about Liberty City, some people will say "the city of champion warlocks", some people will say "the city-state rich in magical images", and some people will say "the city of rebellious warlocks", but more people will say "The force that the elves refused to ally with".

By this time Annan had turned to a new ally, and the ridicule remained. But if it were a Skaven, the ridicule would be transferred to the Elves.

"Calm down..."

"I'm calm, you started it first." Annan shook his head and took a sip of juice.

The juice had a fermented taste, not as strong as wine, but tasted good. Annan took another sip: "You should know how long I have been preparing for this alliance and how much effort and sacrifice I have made, but look..."

Those black eyes looked with disgust at the elven elders standing together in twos and threes.

"These old guys still arrogantly rejected me just because I am human."

"We still have a chance..."

"Ten years or fifty years? Elves are immortals, but humans are not."

Tedder still wanted to stay, looking at Annan with those bright eyes that made it difficult for him to say no words: "I don't want us to become enemies..."

"It's up to you." Annan said seriously, "You will regret it..."

"You're drunk," she said.

"No."

Actually, there is a little bit...

Annan felt his face was heating up, but his mind was as clear as ever.

"Don't worry, I'm only targeting those old guys. You, Irilanze, and those night elves are still my friends."

Tedder wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Annan.

"Tedel, you and I both know that it is not me who can make the decision, but the Elder Council."

Tadel felt sorry. The elves on her side felt that she chose Annan because his power was not strong and easy to control. But she really believed that an alliance with Annan would bring new life to the long-dormant Elf Court...

Put away the emotions of worrying about gains and losses. Thinking on the bright side, at least they didn't turn against each other.

"Then enjoy the celebration, and hope that the following celebrations can clear away your haze..."

"I'm going back."

Annan and Tedder, who was obviously not familiar with the outside rules, said: "You have rejected the alliance. If I stay in the royal court for one more day, I will be laughed at for one more day. It is better to go back to develop the territory and find new allies."

"Feel sorry……"

"No need to apologize, I'm sorry for you too."

Tedder was puzzled, and Annan smiled and said: "I won't pretend anymore. Let's show off my cards. I also want to cultivate my own World Tree."

Like the most beautiful flower blooming, Tadel smiled.

"I wish you success."

She thought Annan was joking, and only Skeleton King knew how true Annan's words were.

"So the hero-like treatment you receive these days is actually the compensation given to you by the elves."

Annan, who was standing next to the Skeleton King with juice in his hands, said helplessly: "I thought you would comfort me."

"Frustration is also a part of life."

"I know, it's just..."

Annan pulled out the speech he had carefully prepared all night... shook his head, and stuffed it into the juice glass as waste paper.

The juice soaked the speech, and the dense fonts on the paper gradually blurred.

"Are you really planning to form an alliance with the Skaven?"

Annan cast a spell, opened the portal, sent back a brief "Alliance failed, prepare to go home" and then closed the portal again.

The elf mage who was staring at the celebration withdrew his gaze.

"Why not?" Annan replied to the Skeleton King, "Rat people are full of treasures. The black-haired rat has no intelligence and has a strong reproductive capacity. It is more suitable for coolies than the skeletons that need to be purified. The brown-haired rat has no request, just give him food and shelter. You can do it for a lifetime. The gray-haired rat is smart, has an exotic aura, and can use evil powers."

The premise is that it can be controlled. Failure to control it is the new chaos in the north.

Annan had been planning to kill the rat for a long time, otherwise he would not have kept Maria and Gale by his side.

"The turbulence of the gods is temporary. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a hundred years, they will return. At that time, even if there is a drop of rat-man blood flowing in the body, it will be controlled by the horned rat."

"There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, there will be a road. I believe there are always more solutions than difficulties."

It's just a god, he's talking like no one else. He has been raising the little spider and the silly cat for so long, the gods can't turn their backs on him, right?

Maybe the turmoil of the gods has weakened the Free City.

One day in the future, the gods will return to their positions, and the little... Spider Queen Rose will bring her dark elves to surrender, and the silly... cat and the midnight girl will bring cats and... forget it, just him.

By then, the small Free City will have two gods, the spider and the cat.

"Hehe..."

Annan laughed out loud.

Teddel, who had been watching him from a distance, thought that it seemed that Annan's mood had recovered from his depression...

The Stoun Ratman was Annan's first target, but Annan also had some friendship with the Rat King of the Thrane Ratman, so it didn't cost anything to try.

Looking around, Annan found the Rat King who seemed to want to eat up the royal court in a corner of the banquet, and walked over to say hello.

"Hey, Rat King, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

...

The news of the failed alliance was sent to the City Lord's Mansion.

Olmedo was speechless for a long time after listening to the guard's report.

Fortunately, Olmedo did not spread the news after listening to Annan yesterday.

"Is Annan okay?"

"Lord Annan closed the door after he finished speaking..." The guard was full of indignation.

"He didn't even want to stay outside for a while..." Olmedo shook his head, thinking that he saw through Annan, "Tell the officials the news and ask them to cancel the celebration ceremony."