A strange world

Chapter 1227 Section 149. He still has to thank us

Yoram Gwizti, the chief musician of the City of Innocence Orchestra, was praised by countless people for his performance as if he had seen the Kingdom of God, and his music style was as beautiful and magnificent as an epic, full of poetry.

Such a person can definitely handle Annan's requirements - the most important thing is that he offers the highest price.

Annan and Dean Blechheim said that they needed a music master, and Dean Blechheim did help Annan find one, but he only notified all the musicians in Seltovis...

Although the City of Innocence is not a music capital, it is more than enough to find a double-digit musician. In order to compete for the only opportunity, these musicians fought hard and competed for the price. In the end, Yoram Gwizti, who had more background, won the position of musician for Annan's new work at the price of 350 gold coins.

Clang -

Francois threw the purse in front of Annan's desk, and the golden elves flowed out from the bag that was not tied tightly.

"I advise you not to go too far..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Annan almost thought that he was visited by the family of a girl.

"You hired a musician, but the musician paid you?"

Annan breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he didn't do anything...

"Is there any problem with this?"

Francois looked at Annan in disbelief, wondering why the Free Blade missed him alone: ​​"You let others work for you, and you have to pay you?"

"Wasn't it the same before?"

Annan leaned forward to pick up the scattered gold coins and stacked them one by one.

Except for "Let the Magic Fly", the actors paid for their roles in the first two magic videos.

"It's different."

"Why is it different? Here are two piles of gold nars. Which one is more noble and which one is more dirty..."

Annan, who had stacked two piles, accidentally knocked down one of them, and the collapsed gold coins made a pleasant collision sound.

Instantly, a flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and the pale light suddenly illuminated the entire room.

Then, an extremely oppressive dragon pupil occupied all the space outside the window.

"Princess... Princess, are you awake?"

Annan was surprised at first, then panicked, and winked at Francois: "Francois, return the money to the creditor."

"Ah? Oh..."

Francois walked slowly over to get the money.

At this moment, Elimoyas outside the window suddenly disappeared like the wind, as if she had never been there.

Annan and Francois looked at each other and asked Abby to go to the crystal nest next door to ask.

Abby came back soon and said that Elimoyas was still sleeping, and what appeared just now was just an illusion.

But Elimoyas was about to wake up, and was turning from a deep sleep to a light sleep, and began to perceive everything around her.

The illusion just now was Elimoyas capturing the existence of money.

Annan nodded and asked Abby to tell Luoxi to issue a notice: During this period of time in the City Lord's Mansion, no one is allowed to bring gold or valuables, and those who violate the rules will bear the consequences!

"Where were we talking about?"

Annan snatched back the purse that Francois had just filled.

Francois couldn't tell for a moment whether the crystal nest next door was a greedy dragon or a well-dressed guy sitting in front of him: "Speaking of them giving money."

"For example, if an imperial duke or prince comes to Liberty City, do you think they need to pay the orchestra to perform?"

"Then... it's too much for the orchestra to pay us."

"Too much? He still has to thank us."

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"Thank you for giving me this opportunity..." Yoram Gwizti, who was carrying a cello-like instrument, enthusiastically shook hands with Annan. Nan, "I really like the music you used in "When Freedom Knocks on the Door", it seems to be covered with sunshine..."

Annan raised his eyebrows at Francois who followed him, and said with a smile: "I believe that "Tom and Jerry" will bring better music with your participation."

"Wow, Tom and Jerry? Is this the name of your new work? I have almost thought of the exciting scenes..."

Perhaps because he has been immersed in the world of music for too long, Yoram Gwizti's mental age does not match his actual age with his hair mixed with hair.

This is good, Annan can talk to him about the details of the music without pressure.

After finding all the people, the only thing left is to write the script.

This is very simple, but Annan has to teach the drawing board what is split shot, what is montage, and what is creating tension through exaggerated painting.

Let the drawing board and Yoram Gwizti learn for a few days, and Annan returned to the city lord's mansion.

In the past day, the eldest sister and others should have finished reading the information about Stunn Mouse.

"What's the situation in the north?" Annan was like a young bird in a nest, waiting for its mother to feed it.

"Good news and bad news." Olmedo said first.

"Since there is good news, it means that the bad news is not that bad?" Annan analyzed.

Olmedo did not comment: "It has been confirmed that the McKeon rats launched an attack, and their attack route was chosen to be the Thun Corridor."

"Thun Corridor?"

"Your 'old friend' Keating Principality."

"It seems that there are indeed good news and bad news."

Olmedo said helplessly: "This is just a summary of the situation."

The real good news is that the ratmen did not come to them, nor did they cause trouble for the Kingdom of Rekanel. The bad news is that the demons seem to be brooding over the disastrous defeat in the Kingdom of Dimon, and chose to divide their troops to attack the Thun Corridor and the Kingdom of Dimon at the same time.

"They and the demons have come up with something new in the north this year... Look at this."

Olmedo handed Annan one of the pages of intelligence sent by the Stuhn rats.

It was a painting with two ratmen in it.

One of the ratmen stood in the corner as a reference, and the other ratman was covered with sharp keratin like a demon, with two sharp horns sticking out of his forehead. His body was several times larger than the reference ratman... It seemed to be a circle larger than the wild rat.

It was still dripping with liquid, but the picture was black, and it was impossible to tell whether it was venom or lava.

"Evil...demon...ratman?"

"There are no more descriptions of this kind of ratman in the intelligence."

It seems that the Kingdom of Dimon is in trouble...

Olmedo hung the sand table in the map room in the office, and then drew the black and red paint representing ratmen and demons on the north of the map to represent their locations.

Annan saw intuitively that the ratmen and demons coalition forces rushed into the Tuen Corridor in a mighty manner. On the other side of the corridor was the Principality of Keating and several small countries around it, and further south was the border with the Empire.

Another team separated and headed straight for the Kingdom of Dimon.

The Ratman is coming with great force, and I'm afraid the offensive will be far greater than last year... But I seem to have been forgotten in the southwest corner.

In any case, it's always a good thing that the war will not spread to Free City.

Annan's attention returned to "Tom and Jerry".

Stuen Ratman didn't urge him, but from Gale's increasingly anxious expression, it can be seen that Stuen Rat is very anxious.