A strange world

Chapter 998 Section 229. Arrogant at first, respectful later

Son of the North... maybe it's true?

If you look at life from Martin's perspective, he lived a life of ease and comfort before the age of sixteen, with a loving pair of parents and an elite warrior boss.

After the age of sixteen, a cousin suddenly appeared, bringing him a good life, taking him to avoid the catastrophe, becoming a resident of a floating city, and having a wife and children.

Martin did nothing, but got the happiness that many people desire.

Isn't this lucky?

But doesn't this mean that Aunt Susan is the mother of the North, and Uncle Hollin is the father of the North...

"We're here."

Maria's voice pulled Annan out of his contemplation.

"Ah? Oh."

Annan raised his head and looked at the cell in front of him where the Purification Court spy was held.

Entering the cell, the city guard was accompanying an official who came from the military department.

He brought a lot of people with him and listened to the city guard's description of the process of catching the spy.

Annan and Maria passed by them. The spy in the cell was bandaged and sat there with a pale face.

Annan looked at him: "Tell me everything you know."

The spy raised his head and was about to speak when a cold shout came from behind him.

"Get out of the way!"

Annan turned around and saw the subordinates of the military official shouting.

As soon as his golden eyes narrowed, Annan remembered his identity and quickly stood aside.

The official walked straight to the front of the cell and looked down at the spy with arrogance: "Tell me everything you know."

The spy talked about the composition of the Purification Court: their purpose was very simple: to find the Free Blade and purify it, and to infiltrate the Free Blade to obtain the plan and the list of members.

They obeyed the orders of the eight judges.

"Who is your judge?"

"In the Purification Court, we don't use our real identities..."

The identity of the judge is not something that he, a nobody, can know.

"Do you know other accomplices?"

The spy showed a hint of hesitation.

The official caught his resistance and warned: "If you don't say anything, it's worthless. But the more you reveal, the less guilty you will be."

"We are the Free Blade, you can trust us."

This sentence made the spy put down his burden and confessed: "I... I know two more, but they are not in this camp."

"Just two..." The official was a little disappointed.

"They must know more!" At this moment, the spy was anxious to clear his name.

"Okay."

The official nodded, turned his head and said to his men: "Write down the two people he revealed, don't alert the enemy, and arrest them secretly late at night."

Leaving one person to continue the interrogation, in case the spy has any secrets to reveal, the official turned around and prepared to leave the cell, but his eyes suddenly froze when he swept over Maria.

"Huh?"

Then it became hot.

"You go out first."

The city guard looked at Annan, then at the official, and reminded: "Sir, he is the nephew of the Minister of Military Affairs..."

"I know, you go out." The official said impatiently.

The city guard led the people out of the cell in a tangled manner. The official put away his fiery eyes and looked at Annan with a look of doubt.

"You are..."

Realizing that he was recognized, Annan stopped pretending his identity: "Recognized?"

"Just now I was just a little suspicious, now..." The official hid all his arrogance and bowed his head respectfully.

"Do you know Maria?"

"No... that's a lie." The official hid all his arrogance and said humbly: "I have met you in Breeze City."

That was really a coincidence, and it seems that changing hair color and eye color alone can't make people unrecognizable.

I don't know if there is such a thing as "ordinary potion"...

But Annan found the change before and after the official funny, and teased: "Why are you arrogant at first and respectful later?"

The official was shy like a boy next door: "You are Lord Annan, it's not shameful to bow your head."

Annan almost thought he had watched "Let the Magic Fly". The premiere date announced will not start until the day after tomorrow, and only the people of the kingdom have watched it at this time.

"Go and report to Renato. Remember not to tell anyone about my existence." Annan reminded him just in case.

"As you said."

Annan left the cell with the officials reluctantly and took Martin back to the military minister's residence.

Renato came back late at night, and Annan told him that the officials recognized him.

"Are you talking about Hisham?" The military minister pondered for a moment, "He is a knight and is very interested in the doctrine of the Free Blade. I think he can be trusted."

"That's good." Annan was thinking.

"What's wrong?"

Annan replied, "I'm just thinking about whether to use him."

Hisham was a little arrogant, but it was not a big problem.

"Let time prove everything." The military minister said, "The guests are coming."

"Who are they?"

Annan learned in advance. Those who are qualified to meet with the military minister late at night are either members of parliament or the head of the Knights.

This made Annan feel that choosing the military minister was the right move... Speaking of chess pieces, should he borrow Ilimoyas's "Apocalypse Prediction" to touch it again?

Late at night, guests arrived one after another. After seeing Annan's excitement, these high-ranking guys discussed how to cooperate with the Free Blade to develop members and control the kingdom.

They unfolded a map, and the red color represented by the Free Blade dyed the entire border and half of the kingdom red. They were still gathering here, and it was expected that they would be at the gates of the city within two months.

This kind of war without gunpowder and the speed of advancement did make them a little uncomfortable, but the good side was that they only needed time, the time for the Free Blade to encroach on the inland from the border and surround the new capital.

So before the Free Blade arrived, they just had to continue to recruit members.

"Is there anything I can do?" Annan said.

The Minister of Military Affairs said, "You don't have to do anything. Let us feel at ease if you are here."

Like a mascot.

"Okay."

Although Annan came to confront Clo, the longer he dragged it out, the more he could strengthen the Free Blade and weaken the kingdom.

After sending the guests away, Annan asked the Minister of Military Affairs, "Can I go out for a walk?"

The Minister of Military Affairs could not restrict Annan's actions, so he had to remind him, "But be careful, you have been recognized once."

So this time Annan planned to paint his face black and add some Evelyn-like freckles to ensure that even familiar people would not recognize him.

But before leaving, Annan still needed a guide, a local who was familiar with the new capital.

The military minister could not give advice on such matters. He was standing too high, and the clouds blocked his view of the ground.

The military minister's nephew - the real nephew - liked to have fun in the city. He recommended a guide to Annan at the suggestion of his uncle.

"He has been in the slums for a few months, and he definitely meets your requirements." The nephew, who thought Annan was really his "cousin", said casually.