A strange world

Chapter 1303 Chapter 225. Skin

Parliament dismissed all the accusations against Annan's men, and Annan was still a guest of Lord Raymond, as if nothing had happened.

Captain Ren and Sir Makarov knew this very well. Joan seemed to understand, but only Ilimoyas couldn't understand.

In the dragon clan, if there is a conflict between two dragons, they must fight to decide who is the boss. Annan and Lord Raymond clearly wanted to kill each other, but it seemed like nothing happened.

"Why don't you just do it?"

"Because these are the rules of the nobility."

Annan returned to Elimoas:

"They stayed at the top of society, and before they had enough enjoyment, they invented this kind of rules to avoid intensifying conflicts."

Those who kill entire families at every turn are both rude and out of character. And if you kill someone else’s whole family, don’t you lose your whole family?

The two nobles were beaten to a bloody head. Not only was it ugly, but it also gave others an advantage.

Ilimoyasi stared at Annan for a long time: "I understand, you can't beat him."

"really."

Annan also wants to ignore the rules like the empire. If you dare to offend me today, the imperial imperial army will knock on your door tomorrow.

Unfortunately, Liberty City has everything an empire has: excellent leaders, justice in the system, and faith among citizens, but it lacks time.

As long as Annan is given another ten years to develop... no, five years, he is confident that Liberty City's heritage will exceed that of the Broken Mountains - except for those gold products.

The nobles in the parliament hall were leaving in an orderly manner, except for President Film, whose face was extremely ugly and he ran out of the door in a glum manner.

The golden-armored guard came to Annan at this time and conveyed Commander Raymond's words: He invited Annan and the princess to be guests.

Annan was curious about what Lord Raymond wanted to say, so he opened the portal and sent Ilimoyas and the others, including Black Widow, to the open-air coal mountain.

He was worried that Raymond would jump over the wall and do something by force. I'm not afraid, but Black Widow is just a master after all.

It was the Black Widow who didn't seem to appreciate it and crossed the portal full of resentment.

Annan removed the spell and said to the golden-armored guard waiting aside, "Lead the way."

…

"Killian, you betrayed the great lord and the family!"

In the back room of the parliament hall, Elvis Raymond denounced Killian fiercely.

In contrast, Killian was much calmer: "I didn't."

"You didn't?"

"Your accusations have been useless against Annan from the beginning. I know very well." Killian walked to the window and stared at the back of Annan and the princess leaving the parliament hall: "Even if I don't change my words, there is nothing you can do."

"And only by standing with Annan can I prevent the dispute from expanding."

Elvis Raymond sneered: "You mean you're not wrong?"

"That's right."

"Presumptuous! This is my father's arrangement!"

"Father may not be right either."

Elvis Raymond was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know whether to hold Killian accountable for daring to disobey the great lord, or for saying "father".

"Don't change the subject, you still say you don't know anything?"

"You want to say that I betrayed the information to Annan?"

"Otherwise? He is clearly prepared for all charges!"

"My brother, you should be suspicious of those who know the information, instead of questioning me."

Knock knock knock——

There was a knock on the door, and Elvis Raymond said without looking back: "Come in."

His guard opened the door and walked in: "Master Elvis, the lord wants you to come over."

"knew."

Elvis Raymond responded, looked deeply at Killian, and walked away without looking back.

"I will explain your fault to my father. Prepare to be punished, Killian."

…

The golden carriage carrying Annan and Joan caught up with the special carriage driven by Lord Raymond, and returned to the Golden Palace together.

"Annan Reeves."

Lord Raymond, who was helped out by his maid, looked at Annan.

Annan looked like he was listening.

"Your comeback was good, but do you think it worked?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Joan also said: "It's none of Annan's business.", but the smile in her eyes clearly did not disappear.

"You don't know them."

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Lord Raymond stepped up the golden steps that wiped away the snow and told: "At first they will pray to you, tell you their misery and pity, and ask you to lend a helping hand. Then they will say, you helped us, but Now we have a new problem and you have to help us."

Annan was confused at first as to who "they" were, but then realized that Lord Raymond was talking about the common people.

“Then they say we did it all together, so we’re entitled to a share of the benefits. Finally they’ll say we did most of it, and you just sat in the golden palace and gave orders, but didn’t do anything. "

Lord Raymond's face, whose features were about to be swallowed up by fat, was full of disgust: "They will never deserve sympathy, and their greed will never be satisfied. If you take one step back, they will only take two steps closer."

"Isn't it the same for nobles?"

"Is it easier for you to 'please' ten nobles, or to 'please' ten thousand commoners?"

But in Annan's view, this was just an excuse for him to stop.

Lord Raymond seems to have a naive illusion: he cannot target Annan and expect Annan to do nothing.

"I don't want to please anyone."

Annan answered casually.

He would not admit the open-air coal mountain, just as Lord Raymond would not admit that the trial was to squeeze his wealth.

Unexpectedly, the casual words won the appreciation of Lord Raymond: "Yes, as a lord, we don't need to please anyone."

So Lord Raymond is a tyrant.

Annan didn't know what made a lord who originally saved the territory from danger become like this, just as he didn't know why he was so fat now.

He could only follow Lord Raymond, who was like a wall, and walked to the two closed golden carved doors while chatting.

"This is my trophy room."

The polite smile on Annan's face disappeared instantly.

The maid stepped back, and there were only three of them in front of the door. As Lord Raymond stretched out his hand to push the two doors, Annan seemed to hear the wailing coming out from behind the door.

Demonstration? Or...

Lord Raymond has already walked in.

"I admire you, Annan Reeves, so you are qualified to visit my trophy room."

Annan nodded to the hesitant Joan and stepped on the camel-red carpet that was finally no longer golden.

There was nothing too gloomy in the trophy room, at least on the surface.

The broken armor covered with traces of battle, gorgeous jewelry, huge dog-head gold... and a cabinet full of cloth of similar colors.

Annan asked him: "What are these cloths?"

"Cloth?"

Lord Raymond glanced at the "ignorant" Annan with a half-smile.

"These are human skins."