A strange world

Chapter 1331 Section 253. Yes, Father

The Black Widow was very sure that Annan was either greedy for the body of the Dark Elves or deliberately taking revenge on the Elf King's Court.

After all, the Dark Elves were a group of beings that were more brutal than ogres, dirtier than ratmen, and crazier than fanatics. Under their beautiful appearance were rotten souls - because their essences were devoured by their mistress.

"Don't be deceived by the appearance of the Dark Elves. The difference between them and the elves is like the difference between goblins and elves. These chaotic and evil women can't finish talking for three days and three nights! Put me into the Dark Elves, and I will be as pure as a saint!"

But no matter how the Black Widow persuaded, Annan looked determined.

"I want to try it first."

Annan understood the Black Widow's concerns, but he couldn't say "Don't be afraid, my spider queen Rose doesn't bite people", right?

"Then try it." The Black Widow said, tears overflowing and flowing in the corners of her eyes.

Annan was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

The black eyeliner was smudged, and the black widow with black tears sobbed and said: "I plan to cry for you every day from today, so that I won't be so sad when you are toyed to death by the dark elves."

"Well, don't worry, even if I want to play with them, I will play with them."

"You really are greedy for the body of the dark elves!"

...

The snow that had fallen for several days finally stopped. The rolling mountains no longer looked bare and cold, and people were intoxicated by the starry sky - but they also made people shiver even by the campfire.

The workers and most of the gang members were resting, the sentinels on duty patrolled the wooden walls and the village, and the hall of the mountain village was brightly lit.

Joan, Ilimoyas, Jody and members of the Osculus Mercenary Group gathered in the hall, waiting for news from Captain Ryan.

While Captain Ryan had not returned yet, Jody talked about the education of the gang members.

Because they lacked real experience of suffering and struggle, they only superficially agreed with the philosophy of Free Blade, believing that "following Joan will give you meat to eat" instead of "building tomorrow with your own hands".

But it doesn't matter, they will understand, and if it doesn't work, call Little Small over.

"Has Skeeter not been found yet?" Joan asked.

"No, we have almost no contact with the wanderers, don't worry, he will be fine." Jody replied.

They had nothing to say about the topic, Luo Fei was drowsy holding the little bear filled with spell materials, and when the silver moon fell on the top of an unknown mountain in the distance, Captain Ryan returned to the mountain village with a chill.

"How is it?"

"The Oyster Gang remains neutral and will not interfere in our struggle with the great lord." Captain Ryan shook off the frost on his body.

Joan muttered to herself, "Is this good news?"

Captain Ryan's eyebrows were still covered with frost, making his face as cold as ice: "But they have one condition... We must spit out all the people and territories we have received and withdraw from the Broken Mining Area."

"That's impossible!"

The mountain stronghold hall was silent for a moment, and Jody was the first to object.

"We just said we came to save them, and then we pushed the workers into the abyss again?!"

"We can take down the Oyster Gang by surprise, but there is no guarantee that the Round Table Brotherhood will not intervene." Captain Ryan said solemnly: "We can't involve other forces."

Although the difference between knights and paladins is not as big as that between elves and dark elves, they can never be compared: Paladins believe in the holy light and good gods, and often have higher ideals.

Knights are usually loyal to a lord or force, and take maintaining order and nobility as their principles.

In other words, if they don't withdraw, the Round Table Brotherhood is likely to regard them as heretics who "spread chaos."

"Jody is right. We just gave them hope, and then we abandon them... I can't accept it." Joan said, hesitantly looking at Ilimoyas standing beside her.

Ilimoyas seemed to know what she wanted to say, and said indifferently: "Annan asked me to tell you that as long as it does not violate the creed of Free City, there is no need to ask for his opinion."

With Annan's support, Joan's tone revealed the coldness of the enemy: "Captain Ryan, I need you to launch a decapitation operation against the Oyster Gang."

...

If Joan only encountered some setbacks, then Little Small and Wilson encountered unimaginable resistance.

At first, their actions went smoothly. The suffering workers followed their call and flocked to them. In this way, they seized several coal mines, and then gained a lot of loyalty by trying the mine owners and their accomplices.

But the Broken Mountains are not the remote northern border, this is Middle-earth. The rule of the nobles here is deeply rooted and crisscrossed.

The most important thing is that they are corrupt and dogmatic, but not corrupt.

After receiving advance warnings from the great lords, the lords who had been prepared for the riot quickly sent soldiers to quell the unrest.

How could the workers who had just taken off the shackles be opponents of the well-equipped soldiers? There were a lot of casualties, and some people chose to rebel and lead the way for the sake of profit.

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Although Xiaosmo was a warrior and had a lot of magic scrolls for self-protection, it could only protect himself, Xiaosmo and a few people from escaping.

His strategy of "mobilizing the masses, from the bottom up" in the Kingdom of Rekanel was completely unworkable.

Seeing the nobles united from being scattered, and the outside world spreading that the son of the great lord, Elvis Raymond, the future heir of Broken Mountains, came to suppress the riots in person, Little Smalls and Wilson took the rest of the people to hide in the mountains temporarily.

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Annan was frustrated, but the great lord Raymond was not happy.

He just suppressed a group of mobs, and none of their masterminds were caught. The news that the lady invited Annan to the family last night also reached his ears.

Although the relationship between the nobles is chaotic, it is common for a viscount's wife to wake up in the bed of a baron, but it is not a pleasant thing to have a green head.

And last night, Annan didn't know how to trick Mr. Mora away.

At this time, Elvis Raymond, who was in a good mood and rushed back to the Golden Palace, ran into the muzzle of a gun.

"Are you happy?"

As the low voice sounded, Elvis Raymond lost his smile and replaced it with a cautious look: "Father, Annan wanted to repeat his old tricks in the territory of those lords, but we easily discovered it..."

"Are you happy because you destroyed Annan's plan, or Killian?"

"I just..."

Raymond interrupted his defense: "Elvis, I know you better than you think."

Elvis Raymond lowered his head and stopped quibbling.

A heavy snort came from above his head: "Do what you should do, and hide your little thoughts. Don't think I don't know what you did outside."

Elvis Raymond buried his head even lower, hiding the fear and... resentment in his eyes.

"Yes, father..."