A strange world

Chapter 1059 Chapter 290.Martin guides Annan

Annan was already prepared to say "Olmedo asked me to come!" as soon as he was exposed, and then smashed the crystal while the congressman was stunned, activating all the amulets - including the one given to him by the congressman.

"You mean, it?" The chairman raised his staff, and Annan almost thought it was the precursor of an attack.

Annan looked at the staff that didn't come out of the mouth. At this point, I had to pretend to be surprised: "Sir, it's talking to me again!"

The Speaker was silent for a while: "You are too tired."

"Is that so? I also think it's time for me to take a nap...I'm very sorry for disturbing you."

Annan said goodbye to the chairman of the parliament and exited the lounge.

I don’t know if I fooled it or not...

"He is actually lying to you. Little Annan is a bad student..." The staff sighed and found that Irwin was still staring at him, "What is that look in your eyes? Are you doubting me!"

"You broke your promise."

"You can't blame me. Who asked you to let me protect little Annan? I just can't help it. When I see him, I think of little Olmedo. My poor Olmedo, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

"Stop crying."

The chairman of the council whispered, looking at the chessboard on the table.

"It seems your little Annan is here for it."

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"If it fails, your cunning uncle will be hiding in the lounge, like a hunter sitting by the tree stump waiting for the silly rabbit to hit him."

Olmedo was not surprised: "Then don't take the chance."

"That's what I thought too."

Now that victory is on their side, there is no need to take any more risks.

It takes a node to bring down Crowe. This node could be the soldiers from the south approaching the city, or it could be Annan making the new king's capital a mess, but it is best for both sides to go hand in hand.

Speaking of which, Crowe hasn't shown up for several days...

Annan missed him a little. After all, there are traces of everything Crowe did, and he always felt that his hands were tied after being replaced by the more difficult to deal with the chairman of the council.

After returning to Babataud's manor and confirming that no thieves came to steal anything, Annan continued to search for his wealth, which was comparable to that of a country.

So far, Annan has recovered more than 30,000 gold nuggets from the manor, not counting the collections whose value is difficult to estimate for a while. A rough estimate would add up to no less than 200,000 gold coins...

Annan's heart bleeds when he thinks that one-third of them will return to the new royal capital.

Or is he deliberately stalling for time? After the kingdom is defeated, all these will belong to him?

However, after the kingdom's defeat, the kingdom's wealth also belongs to oneself, and there seems to be no difference...

Except for the money, no clues have been found.

Annan had no choice but to go to the palace dungeon with Maria again and found Babatado, who had lost several pounds.

"I asked, and I answered."

Annan's brevity put Babatado into a state of honesty.

"That's all your manor has?"

Maria looked sideways, didn't she want to ask for clues?

This was not the first time that Baba Tod knew about the greed of the rat man, but the greed of the rat man in front of him still amazed him: "Sir, this is the wealth I have accumulated for decades, isn't it enough..."

Annan felt that it was not enough, but if he thought about it carefully, the speed of amassing 10,000 gold naars per year was indeed not slow, and it was already enough to meet the taxes of many large city-states.

"It's useless if you keep hiding those things, you may also harm your tribe." Annan pressed with a hint of threat.

Babatado had no choice but to reveal it honestly: "I have a base in a secret valley on the outskirts of the new royal capital... There are some treasures there that I plan to use for my escape..."

"Where is that valley?"

Babatado was convinced that Annan was not a local rat man: "That place is called the Secret Valley."

There must be something else Babatado is hiding, but Annan is not in a hurry, he can squeeze out Babatado's secrets bit by bit like toothpaste.

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The secret valley is about twenty miles north of the outskirts of the new royal capital, not too far away.

There may be treasures there, and there may be dangers. So Annan took Terry and Martin with him and relied on Martin's luck.

The new royal capital could not relax. Annan left Maria, Louise and his men in the Purification Court, and asked Kyle to help keep an eye on them.

In the early morning, the snowstorm that had lasted for several days subsided.

Annan left the new royal capital secretly and headed to the secret valley secretly.

Due to heavy snowfall, no hunters have come here these days.

The snow between the pine forests is undulating like hills, and there are some animal footprints scattered there.

The snow makes it easier for them to detect abnormalities on the surface, but it is also difficult to find traces buried by the snow.

"Martin, it's up to you."

Annan opened the door and let Martin go.

Martin walked into the knee-deep snow, and Annan and Terry followed behind, like headless flies circling around in the small valley.

At a certain moment, he seemed to be spinning around something.

Annan motioned to Terry to check out the circle.

Terry walked over, wandered a few times, then pushed the snow under his feet, jumped on the spot, and said to Annan, "There seems to be something underground!"

Annan tore open the magic scroll and let the strong wind blow away the snow. Terry groped for a while, then poked the frozen dirt with his dagger, revealing a slab of stone.

After opening it, a passage leading underground was revealed.

Terry went in first, and Annan handed him the magic scroll: "Be safe."

Babatatch didn't say there was a trap, but who knows if he didn't say it on purpose.

Terry got into the tunnel and disappeared for a while, and then Terry's surprised shout came from inside: "Sir, it's safe! And there's a lot of money!"

Annan took Martin into the cave, and what caught his eyes was a mountain of money, money, and money.

There was nothing else, it seemed that this was indeed the retreat that Babatod had prepared for himself.

"My lord, look at this."

However, Terry found something and handed a note to Annan.

[The thing is in the old place, you must get it]

What is it?

The note did not look like Babatod's handwriting, so someone left it as a secret retreat for him...

After they searched again and found no other clues, Annan put away the money, which was estimated to be about 20,000 gold nars, and went straight back to the new capital.

"What does the note mean?" Annan asked Babatod.

As soon as he finished speaking, Barbatod looked ashen: "Did you see him?"

"Who?"

"I..."

"Babatod, your only way out is to confess."

"I, I don't know who he is... He calls himself a mysterious man. I helped him after I became the Grand Duke. He said that one day in the future, when I die, he will come to help me..."

"Where is the old place?"

"That's our special code. I have to see an eagle... a lion, a snake and a badger on the street, and then I can find him."

Annan couldn't take Barbatod out, so he could only go out and try his luck.

As a result, after walking a few streets, Martin's attention was attracted by the bakery across the street, and he hesitated.

"My Lord, look..."

Terry pointed to the door of the bakery, where a child's random graffiti was painted: an eagle with two wings and a sharp beak.

Annan patted his cousin on the shoulder: "It's my fault for not believing you."

"You are wrong, so I am right?" Martin said.

"That's right..."