A strange world

Chapter 1294 Section 216 My Own Rat

Chapter 1294 Chapter 216. Myself

While Annan and President Fearon's wife were embracing each other on the dance floor, Elvis Raymond approached Mr. Mora.

"Mr. Mora, we need to warn Annan Reeves not to stretch his hand too far."

Mr. Mora, who still hid himself in his gray robe even at the banquet, nodded: "I will remind him."

Watching Mr. Mora walk toward the dance floor, Elvis Raymond walked toward Killian.

"What did he tell you?"

Killian, who was about to pick up the food, raised his head and said expressionlessly: "It's none of your business."

"I'm just reminding you, don't forget, Annan Reeves is our enemy."

Killian turned to leave, but Elvis Raymond stood directly in front of him and sneered: "You don't think he is really just making friends with you, do you? With an illegitimate child?"

Many guests looked here, and Killian said: "Don't let people see the joke."

But Elvis Raymond didn't want to let him go: "He's just using you to make you betray the family. Don't do anything stupid, Killian."

Killian could only look down at the first heir of the family, Elvis Raymond, born to the great lord and his wife.

"You should call me, brother."

…

"Is there anything you want to do tonight...?"

Mrs. Fearon and Annan embraced each other on the dance floor in admiration.

"I want to meditate."

This was not the answer she wanted to hear: "It's okay to be one day late..."

"No, I am where I am today solely because of my strength."

Annan wasn't lying - without the warlock talent, his path to becoming a lord would have been much more stumbling than it was now.

"Mr. Annan is really working hard... So what about tomorrow?"

"Don't you know? Your great lord will have a public trial tomorrow, and I will be the defendant."

"Ah..." Mrs. Fearon let out a contrived exclamation, "Then aren't you in trouble?"

"yes."

"How can I help you?"

Mrs. Fearon is a rat?

But Annan thought too much, and Mrs. Fearon just said that she could ask her husband to say something nice to Lord Raymond.

"Need not……"

"Mr. Annan, you are so outstanding, how can I sit back and watch Golden City have conflicts with you?" Mrs. Fearon let go of Annan reluctantly, "I will go find my husband now."

After saying that, Mrs. Fearon hurriedly left with her plump back swaying.

It seems that there are still good people in Golden City.

Annan walked out of the dance floor and couldn't help but think. Suddenly, I was stung by a blazing sight. I followed it and saw Mora in gray robe.

"Uh...Mr. Mora?" Annan asked hesitantly, "Do you want to dance too?"

"That's right...it's you..."

Mr. Mora said something strange, and before Annan could react, he said: "Lord Raymond has prepared five pieces of evidence for tomorrow's trial. Kilian Territory, Poi Village, Hami and Haji Village, and Grand Town , Andrey Village.”

Andre Village is the village that the slave lord plundered. It seems that the lord has walked into the trap prepared by Annan...

In comparison, this guy is actually a member of the Steen clan.

But it makes sense... Rat people like to hide their heads and show their tails...

Annan suddenly thought about it and said, "You helped me, how about letting me help you too?"

Mr. Mora, who was about to leave, paused and said, "Help me...?"

"Yeah, I thought about it carefully, we are not enemies, right? Then why not deepen this friendship?"

Mr. Mora did not agree, but he did not refuse either. He simply said: "I want to ask...I will come to you if necessary."

Under Annan's gaze, Mr. Mora walked towards Elvis Raymond, who had just returned to the party.

"Hello, An... Mr. Annan, may I... be worthy of dancing with you..." A shy girl blocked Annan's sight and asked nervously.

Annan retracted his gaze, smiled warmly, and stretched out his hand.

…

"Warned Annan? Did he say anything?" Elvis Raymond asked.

"He ignored me."

"It seems they haven't given up yet..." Elvis Raymond sneered and walked towards Killian again: "My father wants to see you."

He emphasized the word "I".

Killian followed Elvis Raymond from the banquet and came to the palace of Lord Raymond.

In the middle of the bedroom, which is dominated by golden tones, there is a large bed that matches the shape of Raymond's big collar. He sat on the bed behind the golden gauze curtain, enjoying the service of six maids.

"Uncle, do you want to see me?"

As soon as Killian walked in, Mr. Mora next to him suddenly approached him. Put your hands on your shoulders.

Rustling, rustling...

Dense black spiders emerged from Mr. Mora's cuffs.

Killian showed deep disgust, but still stood there, letting the dense spiders crawl all over his body, turned around, and then got back into Mr. Mora's cloak.

Mr. Mora listened to something and turned around and said: "There are no traces of magic on Master Killian."

Lord Raymond on the bed said: "My nephew, you are very close to him."

"I told you before that I will continue to be friends with Annan only after you agree." Killian said without being humble or condescending.

"Including betraying the family?"

"I didn't. I didn't tell Annan Reeves anything, and I didn't have any contact with anyone else to know how tomorrow's trial would proceed."

"How do you know your father is asking about a trial?" Elvis Raymond sneered.

Normally, Killian would have been in a panic and anxiously defended himself to his "uncle". But after being reminded by Annan in advance, he made preparations in advance: "Isn't it because you brought me to my uncle just to frame me for this?"

"you……"

"alright."

Lord Raymond interrupted the quarrel between the two and stared at Killian: "I see your ambition in your eyes, my nephew."

Killian looked at his "uncle" calmly: "I just didn't expect that my dear brother Elvis would complain to you."

"Mr. Mora."

Mr. Mora, who maintained his power of power, said: "Master Kilian really doesn't know."

This time it was Elvis Raymond who panicked.

"Elvis."

Lord Raymond called his name.

"Father……"

Elvis Raymond answered bravely.

"You know what I hate."