A strange world

Chapter 1184 Section 106. Two women and one man

What did Yirelanze see?

The weak and helpless Annan huddled on the sofa, lowering his head in fear, with cowardice and tears in his eyes, while the hateful blonde woman was forcibly pressing him on the sofa and was about to lower her head and forcefully kiss him——

"We are chatting." Olmedo turned back.

"Chatting like this?"

Annan raised his head and was brushed across his face by Olmedo's falling golden hair. He wrinkled his face and smelled a fragrance.

This posture is indeed a bit ambiguous.

"Did you spray perfume?"

"Perfume?"

Olmedo felt a little uncomfortable and let go of Annan's shoulders: "No."

Irelanze leaned against the door frame like he was exhausted, pointing at the two and said: "When I was here, you dared to flirt with me. When I was not here, you, you——"

"You misunderstood, Olmedo and I are innocent."

Annan pinched the hair that Olmedo had fallen on her face. She was actually losing her hair?

The elf mentor didn't listen. She pointed at Olmedo and asked: "Don't you like women!"

"Like women?" Olmedo was stunned.

"You disguised yourself as a man at that time and dated women."

"That was a last resort. I had to appear as a man to the outside world."

"It's better this way."

Olmedo had to explain: "I'm just helping Annan."

"Is that how you help him? Climb onto his bed for him to vent!?"

"What?"

"What?"

Annan felt a little confused, and so did Olmedo.

Irelanze was speechless as if betrayed: "You dare to be intimate with him now, and you dare to sneak into his room at night!"

Turning the corner, the maid Abby, who came with a hot drink, turned around and walked away quickly.

"You are talking about yourself..." Annan thought to himself.

"I mean..." Olmedo pulled Irelanze aside helplessly and whispered.

The resentment on Irelanze's cheeks gradually melted away: "So that's the case..."

"What else?"

"I thought you were also greedy for Annan..."

"You are talking about yourself..." Olmedo thought to himself.

"Ahem..."

With a light cough, Irelanze regained his former intelligence: "I guess Annan is so anxious to develop because he wants to seek revenge on the Elf King Court?"

The two women looked at Annan at the same time.

"What revenge? I don't understand what you are talking about..." Annan looked away.

Olmedo and Irelanze looked at each other. Is this really the case?

"Annan, the Elf King Court is powerful." Olmedo hesitated to speak.

"I know, so I'm not that stupid." Annan said seriously.

Olmedo almost believed Annan's words

"I know a way..." Irelanze suddenly spoke.

Annan asked hurriedly: "What way?"

"You still say you don't want revenge?"

Annan opened his mouth and sighed helplessly: "I really don't want revenge... at least in the way you understand."

"I know, you want Teddel to lick your feet!"

"No..." Annan hesitated for a moment, then threw the weird picture out of his mind: "Haven't you seen "The Sky"? Just like Sean's story, make yourself stronger and make them regret it... Thirty years on the east bank of the Planni River, thirty years on the west bank of the Planni River."

Olmedo wanted to say not to let the fire of revenge overwhelm your reason, but Annan was not driven by revenge, more like... motivation?

She wanted to try again: "Don't you have anything you want to do?"

"I want to develop Liberty City." Annan said honestly.

"But we can take it slow, with a thirty-year cycle. By then, maybe our Free City will be more glorious than Montreal."

Annan couldn't help but look forward to it, but still shook his head: "Thirty years is too long."

"... Do you know how long it takes for a kingdom to develop from scratch to greatness?"

"In terms of the Kingdom Era, thirty years is indeed short, but in terms of humans, it takes two generations of efforts."

"A long time? Most of those who are involved in the construction now can see that scene coming."

"But they are old."

Olmedo couldn't understand Annan's obsession with "racing against time" and spread his hands to Irilanze: "I can't convince him."

"Then let him do it."

The elf mentor said that the elves also use the same method when educating young elves. Because the lifespan of elves is long enough, they have time to do wrong things and take the wrong path. They will turn back after hitting their heads. "

Olmedo sighed: "It's still a little different... Annan's obsession is better regarded as the short but glorious life of humans. "

As soon as the words fell, Annan's proud laughter floated: "But I am an immortal, I will still look like this when you become an old woman~"

"Oh? You mean you will still look like a little boy in thirty years?"

The smile disappeared from Annan's face and moved to Olmedo's face.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Irelanze and Olmedo restored their seemingly solid friendship until she "caught him cheating" again one day in the future-

The head maid Abby stood at the back door and saluted Irelanze who was passing by.

She nodded in response, walked a few steps and turned back.

"Did you hear it?"

"Miss Irelanze, what are you talking about?" Abby showed just the right curiosity.

"Very good..."

Yi Rulanze left, and Abby, who straightened her back behind her, relaxed instantly and felt relieved.

…

Later, Michael's distilled wine arrived.

Annan put in the magic ring and once again came to the blacksmith shop filled with the sound of forging.

After standing in front of the window overlooking the dwarves working enthusiastically for a while, Bronzebeard walked in.

Just as Bronzebeard was about to speak, he was attracted by the strong smell of alcohol. The first thing she did was turn around and close the door.

"Alcohol? Didn't you say you should keep it a secret?"

As a dwarf and a good friend, Bronzebeard naturally knew about alcohol, and even the first thing Annan did after tinkering with it was to give it to her to try.

“But it’s okay to give some to your own people.”

Bronzebeard circled around the wine barrel that was about the same height as himself, opened the lid of the wine barrel, stepped in and took a deep breath——

"Huh...you want to bribe me?"

"Why not a gift for a friend?"

Bronzebeard groaned: "Where are the blueprints?"

"here!"

Annan found the drawings of the steam engine in the pile of debris nearby.

Bronzebeard glanced at it a few times and threw it back: "I'll pick it up in ten days."

"Can you..."

"What?"

"Nothing." Annan shook his head.

Forget it, let's listen to some opinions and give the people under my command more time.

If the rope is stretched too tight, it will break.

Mushroom houses are being built, city walls are being built, schools are being expanded, trees from other worlds are growing, and wastelands are turning into cultivated fields - on the last day of April, Annan didn't wait for the good news about Bronzebeard, but he waited for Drew first. Yi.