A strange world

Chapter 982 Section 213. Economic Sanctions

Tabareodo had better say it true.

Slander without solid evidence and outright accusations are equally loud.

The foreign aid corps brought everyone back to Liberty City and plundered the town's wealth. Including the hidden antiques, paintings and jewelry, there are only a few hundred gold coins - not a small amount, but it depends on who it is for.

Annan rested for one night in the evacuated town and set off early the next morning, arriving at Xing'er City without any surprise.

When Ilimoyasi's huge dragon shadow appeared over Star City, the residents who had not yet moved to Liberty City came to the streets and cheered: "Long live Olme just now! Long live Olme just now! Long live Olme just now!" Just long live!”

Annan, who was sitting on the terrace of the City Lord's Mansion, looked at the street in confusion.

"What did they call you?"

"Just kidding. Hello, Miss Blue Dragon, you..." Francois suddenly saw Maria and showed a confused expression: "Countess...?"

The shameless Baron still remembers the Countess of Breeze City.

"She's on our side now."

"Hello, madam." Francois greeted, and continued to talk to Annan: "Do you want to review the results of Star City?"

"No... I'm just passing by. I have to go to Yize Bay next." Annan, who was worried about getting into trouble, quickly denied. He is very satisfied with the current situation of Xing'er City. Thanks to population migration, the total population of Liberty City has reached 100,000——

At its most prosperous time, Breeze City had a population of only half a million.

But it is incomparable to the royal cities and imperial cities in the Middle Earth that often have a population of one million.

In order to silence Francois, Annan told him the information revealed by Tabareodo.

"Colluding with the Ratmen..." Francois mused.

"We can't guess it, so why not ask our military minister."

The military minister and the king spent day and night together, and they should be able to find clues.

"Leave it to me," Francois said.

When someone was sent to contact the new royal capital, Annan was already riding on the back of Ilimayas to Eze Bay.

…

[To my love, Yanes:

Winter has arrived, and Liberty Blade has given us clothing to keep out the cold.

It has been three days since the floods passed. We hid in the mountains outside Ize Bay. They dug many caves in the mountains. I am not cold at all, because the fire of revenge burns my soul.

I have some good news for you...don't you love Liberty City the most? Because I performed well, the Free Blade released me and was sent to the reserve force for training. The other retinues were all civilians, and relying on my knightly knowledge, I quickly became their captain.

It won't be long before the day of revenge for you... Wait for me, Miss Yanez.

If you were still alive, you would definitely advise me to calm down... But my life is like a shooting star. The only meaning is to emit the most brilliant light at the moment it crosses the night sky... If you can't do that, then in What's the point of lingering in endless darkness?

Saint Laurent calendar year 1001, October 23rd, Claude]

The biting cold wind howled outside the cave. Claude closed the diary, stood up and called his companions: "Let's continue practicing!"

"Come back... let's rest for a while..." other reserve members complained.

There was a moment of hesitation in Claude, and then it was replaced by indifference: "Don't you want revenge? Or do you want to die meaninglessly on the battlefield?"

The reserve members looked at each other and got up in silence.

The sound of their exercise breathing gradually echoed in the cave.

At this time, Fermi, Little Small, and the backbone of the Free Blades stood on the mountainside, looking at the distant sky with tension and anxiety.

They already knew Annan was on his way.

"Why are you so nervous? Haven't you all met Annan?" The howler didn't understand.

"Because we messed up..." Little Small said guiltily.

Yizawa Bay was destroyed by floods. Although most people escaped, Yize Bay could no longer be used as their stronghold. To some extent, they have failed.

"It's not your fault, it's not everyone's fault," Howler said.

No one thought that the Kingdom of Rekaner would be so crazy as to dig up the embankment of its own territory.

"Lord Annan is here." Femi said at this time.

On the horizon in the distance, a black spot appeared, getting closer and closer, and finally turned into a giant dragon in the ice and snow, carrying the wind and snow and falling in front of everyone.

The broken black hair trembled with the mage's robe. Annan jumped off the dragon's back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked towards the crowd in the wind and snow.

The members of the Free Blade with sad faces asked Annan to put away his prepared greetings.

"What happened?"

…

"Of course something happened!"

The Minister of Military Affairs stared at the intruding messenger with wide eyes: "How dare you show up in my official residence so arrogantly!"

"The more sneaky you are, the easier it is to be discovered," the messenger said.

No one would suspect that he was using this excuse to attend to official business.

"You... forget it, you are too young and have never seen any powerful political methods." The Minister of Military Affairs was worried. That's fine, Liberty City is so pure that you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back after winning the war...

The Minister of Military Affairs called to his cronies outside the door: "Go outside now and confirm how many people saw him coming in."

"Yes, sir."

The cronies went out, and the military minister looked at the messenger: "I hope the risk of exposure for you to come to me is worth the money."

The messenger got straight to the point: "Is there anything suspicious about the king?"

"What...meaning?"

This question made him a little uneasy.

"It means acting like a ratman, doing things that humans wouldn't do."

"No!"

The military minister first rejected it with great force, then seemed to remember something and took a breath: "Maybe...maybe...perhaps...there is a chance...the king has some relationship with the ratman."

"Where is the evidence?"

"No, there is no evidence for such a serious matter."

"Then why do you doubt it?"

The military minister said while recalling the details of his time with the king: "My intuition...if you hadn't asked, I would never have thought of it."

"Got it."

The messenger was about to send the message back, and the military minister stopped him again: "There is one more thing, send this to your city lord."

"We." The messenger corrected first, took the information and took a look, and read out the content above: "It is planned to ban the entry of goods from Free City to the whole people."

Too rough...

The military minister shook his head. A messenger dared to open the letter to the adults casually...or was he close to the sorcerer?

"Why does the kingdom impose economic sanctions on Free City?" the messenger asked.

"To make people believe that the kingdom has the ability to deal with Liberty City."

"Who should we believe? Us?"

"To make the nobles of the new capital believe. You know we don't have that ability."