A strange world

Chapter 1330 Chapter 252. I like it even more now

As an outsider, Annan, who came to the Raymond family dungeon due to various coincidences, saw Killian.

He seemed fine, fully clothed and showed no signs of torture.

No matter what, he was still the illegitimate son of the great lord. No one dared to lynch Killian until he said anything.

"How come you were arrested too?" Killian stood up in surprise when he saw Annan.

"I just came to see you."

The housekeeper left wisely, Annan said.

"This is impossible, this is a family secret..."

Only then did he notice Mr. Mora standing next to Annan and believed what he said.

"Your father has told me everything."

After deceiving Mrs. Melanie, Annan came to deceive Killian again: "Is it worth it? Being treated as an abandoned son to make way for the real heir."

Killian showed a look of pain: "I have no choice. For the sake of the family, I must sacrifice. For the continuation of rule, you must die..."

"It seems you really hate me." Annan sighed.

"No, on the contrary, I admire you."

By now, Killian guessed that he would have no chance of leaving the dungeon alive and no longer concealed his innermost thoughts.

"When you first came here, I tried to compete with you, to compete with you..." Killian showed a complicated smile, and there was also a hint of unspeakable emotion.

"But you did a lot of things unknowingly under my nose. In just a few days, my uncle...and my father had a headache. This is the first time I've seen him get so angry."

Killian spoke more and more naturally, ignoring that Maura was also there, and sat back on a pile of hay, as if he was not in a cell but in a study.

"Annan, can I ask you a question?"

"Please tell me."

"You hate the Raymond family?"

"I hadn't even heard of the Broken Mountains a week ago."

"You resent my father?"

"No way. He is an arrogant guy, but he is not in the top three of the people I know."

Regarding arrogance, Annan looked at his nostrils in the Elven Court. Speaking of madness, the nickname Mad Dog Archduke spread even across the empire. In terms of arrogance, Crow of the Kingdom of Ruikan even wanted to take advantage of the rat people.

"Then why did you provoke a riot?" Before Annan answered, he shook his head and said, "Don't say it's a 'second game.' My father doesn't know you well enough, but I can see that you don't want to just play one game."

In Killian's view, this is not in line with the aristocratic "you say something to me, I say something to you" decent and gentlemanly exchange, but more like "you scold me, I will cast your head into a Jingguan" barbarian behavior.

But Annan looks like the most classical nobleman.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Annan asked him.

"Tell the lie first."

"You have offended the imperial princess, so you must die."

Killian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "What's the truth?"

"Because I want you to disappear."

"Who are we?"

"A person who steps on people's heads and dominates them."

Killian couldn't understand. He was about to say "You don't too", but Annan continued: "I have seen the hard workers in the coal mines. Can you imagine what it is like for a grown man to be as thin as only 60 pounds?"

"How can such a person lift a pickaxe?" Killian didn't believe it.

"Yes, you haven't stopped exploiting even such a person." Annan stared at him, "If I hadn't appeared, his final fate would have been to die early one morning and be thrown into an abandoned mine."

"There are hundreds of skeletons in the abandoned mines. Do you know how old the youngest skeleton is? Eight years old. What were you and I doing when we were eight years old? But they were sold into dark coal mines to the mine owners. He burned himself up and died there. His leg bones were not even as long as my arms!"

"He is still a child, how can you bear it?"

As Killian listened, his consciousness returned to his childhood. It seemed like someone had said the same thing to him.

When he was seriously injured and unconscious, a familiar voice roared in his ears: "He is just a child, who could be so cruel!?"

"I went to see Melanie before I came here. Are you cleaning up for the New Year?"

Killian came back to his senses: "Well, it's a routine cleaning every year."

"Do you know what I saw? A three- or four-year-old kid on a rope, covered in ashes, ready to climb into the chimney to clean it."

Annan put his hand on his waist and gestured: "That child is only so tall and looks like three or four years old. You actually let a child who can't even walk unsteadily pick up the ashes!"

"Adults can't get into chimneys," Killian said subconsciously.

"Look, the first thing you said was not even a three-year-old child working." Annan shook his head in disappointment: "Then I also tell you, the Raymond family must die."

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"Just for those cheap... civilians? Don't forget that you are also a noble."

"Don't compare me to you." Annan shook his finger, "I am a sheepdog... You can accuse me of comparing people to lambs, but am I not a 'dog'?"

"You underestimate yourself too much." If there is any difference between Killian and others outside, it is that he is more relaxed.

He no longer has to worry about seeing the disappointment of those around him and can just say whatever he wants.

"Is it possible that in my eyes, your importance is less than one ten thousandth of them?"

"Impossible!" Killian said flatly, "The common people are ignorant and stupid. Without a leader, they will never achieve anything."

"Maybe you are right. They need guidance, but what have you done? You have accumulated wealth and sucked blood. You would rather build a useless golden palace than give some wealth to the poor."

"They are just ignorant, but not stupid. I have said something to your father. If your people have no worries about food and clothing and live and work in peace and contentment, how can they be instigated by me?"

Killian was stunned.

"Think about it carefully. I will come to see you tomorrow."

Annan left the Raymond family and followed Mora to his residence.

Mora's residence was unexpectedly clean and tidy, unlike his - after all, elves have mysophobia, even dark elves.

Annan continued to use this place as a command room, and the portal was like a tentacle connecting him and his men.

"Why did you change the place?" asked the black widow with a cottage in the background.

Annan told the story of the assassination, and then sighed: "Why are our opponents so... barbaric?"

"If they are not barbaric, how can we appear to be righteous?"

Annan did not comment: "How much do you know about the Church of the Spider Queen?"

"That group of dark elves? Have you met them?"

"I guess so."

"Stay away from them, they are a group of monsters who enjoy torture and pain."

"What do you think if we form an alliance with that group of 'monsters'?"

"Are you taking revenge on the Elven Court?"

Annan was just planning it, after all, his relationship with Spider-Man would be the best, but after Black Widow said that, he liked the dark elves even more.