A strange world

Chapter 1328 Section 250. Approaching Him by Approaching You

To be honest, Annan was somewhat at fault.

If this had not happened, Annan should have been questioned, after all, it was an assassination.

But now, a bigger hat has been thrown at him in advance, and Annan cannot deny it yet-the things he did in the Broken Mountains were too personal.

"You used the despicable means you used on other lords on me!"

Annan did not deny it, but asked back: "If your people have no worries about food and clothing, live and work in peace and contentment, how could they be instigated by me?"

Grand Lord Raymond did not speak, and continued to glare at Annan.

They were only one step away from tearing their faces apart.

Or perhaps they had already torn apart, but it was useless-the assassination of Annan was a test.

But Grand Lord Raymond still suppressed his anger and said, "I heard that you were attacked by my nephew?"

"Yes, I almost died in the sea of ​​fire." Annan sighed.

Lord Raymond stared at Annan, whose hair was not even curled, and had a deeper understanding of his shamelessness.

He still couldn't understand how Annan, who had no help except a team of mercenaries, could make the Broken Mountains, which he ruled steadily, full of loopholes?

"I don't understand."

Annan said directly: "Isn't Killian your son? You asked him to do an assassination that you knew would fail, is it to make way for your other son?"

These words were extremely bold, but tonight was the "Night of Honesty".

"I need an excellent heir, and it doesn't matter who the heir is."

Lord Raymond stared at Annan gloomily, and suddenly leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Do you want it? I can give you the Broken Mountains."

"What?"

Annan suspected that he had heard it wrong, and then tilted his head slightly, and glanced at a golden pillar that exuded emotions with some confusion.

"I have never seen a young man better than you. You will lead the Raymond family to a new glory."

"Let a foreigner?"

Raymond laughed softly and said, "You can marry a woman from the Raymond family, and the offspring born will still be the blood of the Raymond family."

"No, I don't need an enclave." Annan refused. He didn't want either of the two he said.

Raymond gritted his teeth: "You don't need it? But you let those untouchables kill their lords!"

"It's not me, it's just a group of people who can't live and make those who make themselves unable to live unable to live."

Raymond said coldly: "Then continue, young lord. I will use facts to tell you how meaningless what you do is!"

"Okay."

Raymond wants to continue the game, and Annan is happy to do so.

If Lord Raymond completely breaks off, Annan will feel a headache instead.

He can certainly solve the Raymond family and all the nobles with great ease, but then what?

Let a group of people who have not experienced revolution and tempering take power, and then over time, they will become another group of nobles who tyrannize over the people?

So Annan wants to distribute the weapon of knowledge to everyone, and then let them choose their own path.

Again, the future of Broken Mountains will be decided by the people of Broken Mountains themselves.

Annan left the luxurious and glorious, but oppressive palace.

Lord Raymond called thoughtfully: "Mr. Mora."

A shadow in the corner turned into substance.

"Deal with the servants who heard it."

"Yes."

The emerging Mr. Mora stretched out his hand, and dense spiders crawled out of his sleeves and climbed onto the bodies of the servants who showed fear and despair.

Their emotions froze on their faces, and they followed Mr. Mora out woodenly.

Soon they changed a group, the same young and beautiful, but more cautious...

Not long after Mora left with the servants, the golden armored guards hurried in, knelt in front of the great lord and whispered something.

"How dare he... How dare he?!"

The roaring overlord's fat body was shaking.

"Annan Reeves!"

...

Annan looked at Mr. Mora, who had not covered his tracks at all, speechlessly.

"Are you sure your overlord can tolerate following you so brazenly?"

"I can't bear it anymore, I don't need it anymore..."

Annan was not very good at talking to the weird guy, and his eyes fell on the girls behind him.

They were the servants of the overlord, and there were traces of tears on their faces.

Because they heard the conversation between him and the overlord...

"Let's go back to the tavern first..." Annan suddenly remembered that the tavern had been burned, and changed his words: "Do you have a place to stay?"

"Come with me."

As for the girls, Annan asked Mr. Mora to release the control and asked where their homes were.

The frightened girls said that they were offered by the overlords from all over the place, and they were either sold or robbed, and they had no home.

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"Are you willing to go to my territory?"

They had no other choice. If they stayed, they would only be executed by the great lord. They could only agree to Annan and accept the unknown fate.

Annan was very happy. These were all young and beautiful girls, and they matched the handsome boys in Liberty City very well.

After opening the portal, Annan noticed that the clouds outside seemed to move a little faster.

"Tell Olmedo that I'm fine."

After hurriedly explaining, Annan closed the portal and paid attention to Mr. Mora.

"Can you tell me now why you want to help me?"

"I just want to obey Him by obeying you, and get close to Him by getting close to you."

Mr. Mora's forward movement was like crawling, and the dense crawling sound that made his scalp numb was faintly visible in his gray robe.

"Him?"

"Our common mistress."

"Mistress..."

Annan hesitated for a moment, whether to follow his inquiries or deny it, and finally felt that he should tell the truth: "I don't know who the mistress you are talking about is."

"No, you know..."

Annan saw a spider with colorful patterns flash from the edge of the shadow of the cloak.

"Our mistress is the ruler of the dark land, and you are the closest to Him..."

Spider Queen Rose?

That makes sense.

Annan has raised the little spider for two years, and the little spider is Spider Queen Rose...isn't it the closest person to Him?

"Do you know Bishop Sasha?"

"She has been missing for a long time. Have you seen her?"

"Well, it's a long story..."

You can't tell him that Bishop Sasha died in Liberty City, right?

Speaking of which, they originally thought that the death of Bishop Sasha was the work of the elves, but after the little spider was very likely to be the spider queen Rose, they suddenly became suspicious.

He watched his believers die in front of him. Was he powerless, or...

"Are you alone, or a group of people?" Annan asked again.

Mr. Mora was about to answer when a carriage with the Raymond family crest appeared on the streets of Golden City late at night and stopped in front of Annan and Mr. Mora.

The female knight driving the carriage said, "Mr. Annan Reeves, the wife of the Grand Lord wants to see you."

Melanie? What did she want to see him so late?

Then Annan thought of what the Grand Lord said not long ago: You can marry a woman from the Raymond family.