A strange world

Chapter 370 Section 28. The second stage of the Empire Contest

"Go by yourself, I want to take a look around the imperial capital."

"OK……"

The vice-dean wanted to say something else but didn't say anything. He probably didn't know where to suggest Annan go.

The streets along the Montreal Mountain are unexpectedly gentle, but the streets extending into the distance have a significant curvature. Arriving in the upper city, the streets become wider and gentler, and a group of solemn buildings appears in front of you.

This area is the area of ​​the Imperial Ceremony Department. And that tall building rising from the ground, with red and blue as the main tone, is the main building of the Ceremony Department.

The vice president got off the carriage and Annan looked around the street, looking for signs of other colleges. His presence attracted the attention of the guards, who noticed the Montreal emblem on the carriage and looked away.

To prevent Annan from coming to pick him up, the vice-dean said something to a guard and walked into a building.

The crisp horseshoes clattered again, and Annan saw unknown students stepping out of a carriage bearing an unknown college emblem at the other end of the street.

After driving out of the Imperial Ceremony Department, there were more pedestrians on the street again.

The street scene passing by outside the window hardly makes people think that there is a nest full of chaos and evil underground.

Annan asked the groom if he knew any place worth visiting.

"Would you like to visit the Huanshan Palace Garden? Part of the garden is open for viewing."

"never mind."

What if she is targeted by the children of the royal family?

"What about the opera house? The famous dancers from Wilhelm are touring."

"No."

What if you fall in love with a famous dancer.

"What about the museum? There are many extraordinary collections in the Imperial Capital Museum, including talking oil paintings and walking statues."

"do not."

What if I get caught up in the girl in the oil painting?

Amid the groom's introduction and Annan's hesitation, the carriage passed a fortress-like building with a giant shield that shone in the sun.

"Where is this?"

The traces of damage and ancient style silently tell its history - there is no doubt that this was one of the fortresses that once resisted foreign enemies.

But the thought of being soaked in shit gets a little weird...

"This is Lord Orin's knighthood."

"The tomboy?"

The groom didn't dare to say anything. Who knew what the relationship between this boy and Lady Orin was.

"Do you know the elf warlocks in the imperial capital?" Annan thought of something at this time.

The groom shook his head.

"What about Chirp O'Brien?"

"nor."

"Okay, I'll just take a look around here..."

Annan's contact with Oline Montreal was overall pleasant, and she was the only one he knew.

"I want to see Orin."

The guard standing in front of the knights knew the groom, so he led Annan to the office.

"Who is he?" asked a young man wearing thin armor.

"This gentleman was sent by the groom to see Lord Olin."

The young man did not doubt his presence, so he opened the door and led Annan in.

A figure sat in front of the table, and the floating dust dissipated under the sun, giving the woman in front of the window a layer of knightly perseverance.

"What are you doing here?" The frown added to the severity.

"The deputy dean went to register. I asked the groom to take me around, and I happened to pass by here."

Orin Montreal had nothing to say to the temporary guest: "I still have something to do. Seer, take him out."

Her attitude surprised Annan: "You are so indifferent now, as if we have never gotten along before."

The young man named Seer's eyelids twitched. Someone actually talked to the Iron Lady like this...?

The quill held by Orin Montreal stopped, and she stared at Annan with a bad tone, and reiterated: "I am working."

"Okay, I won't disturb you."

Annan lowered his head and was about to go out.

"...I have something to do. Do you know that your arrival has kept us busy? We also have to clean up the area." But Annan was a guest after all, so Olin Montreal had no choice but to explain.

"Cleaning the area?"

Annan seems to have caught some inside story.

Orin Montreal was silent and glanced at Seer secretly. But for some reason, Seer, who knew him well, didn't realize that he was asking him to take people away. Instead, he went out by himself and closed the door from the outside.

Bang——

Olin Montreal looked at Annan, hoping that he would leave voluntarily.

Annan, who thought there was a secret that no outsider could hear, sat down and was still worried about her: "Won't it bring you trouble if you tell me this?"

"So I didn't say anything."

Olin Montreal continued to remain indifferent until Annan suddenly asked: "What does the bottom nest look like?"

"How do you know the bottom nest?"

"It's not a secret."

Orin Montreal stared at Annan carefully for a long time, confirming that he really knew nothing, opened the drawer, and placed a piece of parchment on the table.

Annan walked over and picked up the parchment and saw a dark cave, dense metal pipes and giant gears with unknown purposes.

Looks much better than the groom said. But it's possible that this isn't where the Rat People live.

"Is this what the bottom nest looks like?"

"I don't know... I haven't been to the bottom nest." Unexpectedly, Orin Montreal shook her head and said. "This is the headquarters of the Knights. It's time for you to leave."

"All right."

Annan put down the parchment and walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he suddenly turned around.

"What else is there!"

There was no more, but Olin Montreal's attitude made Annan deliberately say: "The ancestors said that they wanted to eat some desserts, remember to buy them back."

Woman, you are indifferent to my charm, then accept my teasing!

"I know. Also, don't cast spells in the imperial capital."

If Sirtovis did this, the guards would just criticize him for the sake of being a student at Solz Academy, but in the imperial capital, even epics would be arrested.

Thinking of Mr. Swaro being escorted by Annan made me want to laugh.

Facing Seer's strange gaze, he returned to the carriage and returned to the manor.

That night, Olin Montreal brought the hazelnut cake she bought herself to wake up her sleeping ancestors.

"Ancestor, I bought it for you."

"What did you say?"

"I said I bought you dessert!"

"I do not want to eat."

"It wasn't you who asked Annan..."

Orin Montreal suddenly closed her mouth.

The old woman's wrinkled face suddenly relaxed: "...Oh, I remembered, I asked little Annan to buy it."

"Ancestor..." Ou Lin said helplessly, but she had no choice but to give up looking for Annan to cause trouble.

As night falls, the glorious city in the distance brings an unforgettable night to the teachers and students of Solz Magic Academy. Early the next morning, two officials from the Imperial Ceremony Department came to the manor. They carried a piece of parchment.

At this moment, in front of teachers and students from one hundred and sixty colleges scattered throughout the imperial capital, officials from the Etiquette Department unveiled the parchment.

A majestic voice emerged in their minds.