A strange world

Chapter 1117 Section 39. Alliance is not as important as business

The magic lamp in the tree house glowed warmly.

Annan, who had just climbed back, turned his head and looked at the Skeleton King who landed outside and made a noise: "Why are you here?"

"There were many people looking at you just now." The Skeleton King turned around and swept the gazes from all directions, asking them to look away. "You helped the envoys vent their anger."

"So I am familiar with them?" This is a pleasant surprise.

"Your reputation is already known to everyone."

"But I have been here for two days and walked around outside, but no one came to visit me." Annan seemed to be complaining, but his tone was not particularly concerned.

There are still four days left before the opening of the celebration. Business can be discussed after it starts.

After talking with the Skeleton King for a while, Annan began to meditate after it left.

The next morning, Ariana appeared outside the door before Annan blew the leaves.

The tree house was very simple, and there were no extra chairs. Annan moved a chair for her.

"Your people didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"They asked me to persuade you to stop." Ariana said.

"You know, this is impossible." Annan shook her head, unexpectedly firm, and planned what she was going to say: "I have to make my own voice."

"Why?"

Annan was about to explain, but suddenly changed her mind and took out the Eternal Magic Stone to activate it: "You will know the answer after watching it."

Ariana had never seen a magic image. And no matter who it is, as long as he is not opposed to new things, the feeling of watching a magic image for the first time must be shocking and novel.

She just sat on the chair and spent two hours.

From Ariana's reaction, her heart seemed not as indifferent as her appearance.

Annan used a line from "The Redemption of Betar": "Some birds are destined not to be caged, because every feather of theirs shines with the glory of freedom."

"As an elf, you should be able to understand this sentence better."

"Well, I won't persuade you anymore."

Annan nodded with relief: "But don't do anything stupid. I don't have many friends in the Elf King's Court. If I make a mistake, the Elder Council can't do anything to me, but you can't."

"Friends..."

Aliana chewed on this unfamiliar word in Elvish.

Feeling that she had signs of leaning towards him, Annan took advantage of the victory and showed her "When Freedom Knocks on the Door" and "Let the Magic Fly".

When the last cast list came out, it was evening again.

"Go back, I don't need your help today for the time being." Annan said.

"I can help you."

Aliana, who gradually turned into Annan's shape, said.

"No, I'm afraid that Irelanze will misunderstand..."

Aliana almost bumped into Irelanze. Not long after she left, Irelanze appeared with a basket.

"Why do you always appear at night?" Annan couldn't help asking her.

"Some things are not convenient to do during the day..."

What is not convenient during the day? Could it be...

Annan suddenly thought that the elf mentor and Ariana had never appeared at the same time...

Eliminating all possibilities, the remaining one is the truth no matter how impossible it is: Irelanze is Ariana, and Ariana is Irelanze!

"You are--"

Annan exclaimed, and Irelanze rushed over to cover her mouth: "Don't say it..."

The fragrance was fragrant, but Annan's heart was not charming, only confused: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Irelanze's body was getting hotter and hotter: "Haven't I been hinting at you?"

Annan recalled carefully that although Ariana was indifferent, she did show her familiarity with him. But he still didn't understand: "Why did you do this?"

Is there any reason why Irelanze must disguise himself as Ariana?

"Besides liking you, what else could it be?"

Annan was deeply moved and moved away from the elf mentor who was about to stick to him: "Does anyone else know about this?"

"Not many, Elder Teddel may know."

Annan thought about it carefully and told Irelanze: "This is too dangerous... We can be easily discovered."

"I'm not afraid! As long as I can be with you..." Irelanze thought about what would happen, and his breathing gradually became heavier: "Even if I am expelled from the Elf King's Court, I am willing!"

"It's not that far yet." Annan took the basket full of the fruits of the original heart and continued to say to the elf mentor: "You go back first and come back tomorrow during the day."

Irelanze's eyes almost melted: "You mean... tomorrow during the day... I can..."

"Yeah!"

Irelanze left in a daze, and Annan was a little confused, but his attention was quickly placed on tonight's open-air screening.

After preparing the food for the "picnic" and taking the magic stone, Annan walked briskly to the intersection.

The elf guards were still the same as last night, but there was a slightly different thing, among them, there was an old male night elf wearing a dark blue wizard robe.

Annan rarely sees elves with mature faces... Even Irelanze looks only about 30 years old.

"Hello, Lord Annan. I am Samael Nightsong, the elder of the night elves."

"Hello."

Annan guessed his purpose: "Do you want to stop me?"

"If you have a request, why not wait until the day of discussing the alliance?"

"I won't have a request by then."

"You want to figure it out?" Samael Nightsong also guessed Annan's purpose.

"Not particularly..." Annan changed his words halfway through: "Well, to be honest, I like the Verdant City. I want to go around instead of being locked up in a cell like a prisoner."

No one doesn't like flattery, even elves. Don't think they ignore your praise every day, but if you really think they don't care and say bad things, just wait for them to hold a grudge.

The elf guards' expressions eased, and Elder Samael Nightsong also took the initiative to show goodwill: "Since Lord Annan said so, I think I can make the decision and allow you to look around the Verdant City."

"Great!"

I just don't know if it's because I can't get it that I'm agitated - Annan didn't want to go out much.

The elves were considerate, so Annan gave up the idea of ​​continuing the outdoor screening and returned to the tree house under the gaze of the elves.

"Solved?"

The Skeleton King who was waiting for him at the door asked.

"Yeah."

"It's time for the second thing."

"The second thing?"

"You've been here for two days, and no one has visited you. Annan, don't you find it strange?" The soul fire of the Skeleton King flickered.

Indeed...

There are so many forces, and they move around during the day. There is no reason why none of them would be interested in Liberty City.

Annan had an idea: "Mr. Skeleton King, can you help me pass a message to Minister Fremond Oley of the Tatun Empire?"

The Skeleton King listened quietly to what Annan asked him to pass on, and reminded: "He is the minister of the empire. Will he come just because of your invitation?"

"You are right, then pass another sentence."

"It would be best if he agrees. If he doesn't agree, you can say the second sentence to him: 'Minister Oley, you don't want the intimate images of your niece Isabel and Annan to appear in the Voice of Freedom, right?'"