A strange world

Chapter 188 Chapter 41. Very different news

Annan returned to the village and stood in front of the burning rack, forgetting what happened during the day, and ran to the burning rack to save others.

At this time, the rope that tied the beautiful woman suddenly slipped, her red lips were slightly opened, and she thanked the hero Annan for saving the beauty. The firewood around her suddenly turned into a big bed covered with velvet.

The beautiful woman pushed him down and was about to sit astride him when a giant spider emerged from the shadow behind her, entangled her and dragged her into the shadow——

The sweet dream turned into a nightmare, and Annan woke up.

There was a faint light outside the window with snow piled on the edge, and it was already early morning. But the dream lingered, and the perfume lingered in my nose.

Annan wanted to get up, but because of the cold, he got back into bed and pulled the coat on the bedside table into the quilt.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Annan suddenly discovered some problems: "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower" was blurry and tilted, and there were people moving at the bottom. It was obviously a stolen copy... But the price was 10 copper coins, and there were only about 20 customers. How did they recover the cost?

The eternal magic stone? What would they do if they had the money?

He huddled under the quilt, rustlingly put on his cotton coat and hood before going out to the corridor. When he was about to go downstairs, he heard a faint shout coming from down the stairs.

"I said they were friends!"

Annan stopped on the stairs and saw Joan quarreling with Uncle Mulma through a narrow corner.

"I do treat them like little Joan's friends..."

"Not that kind of friend! A fat sheep, a friend, a fool's kind of 'friend'! Do you remember our agreement, 'fat sheep' will be ten times, 'friends' will be double, and fools will be 'five times'..."

"But I have already collected the money..."

"That's also——"

Da da da--

"——No! Don't let it happen again, they are my friends!" Joan shouted to the astonished Uncle Mulma, and then regained her reserve and signaled to Annan who was walking downstairs.

"Good morning, Francois."

"Good morning, Joan."

Annan asked for breakfast as if he hadn't heard anything and sat in an empty seat.

"Have you and Uncle Mulma known each other for a long time?"

"Well...Uncle Mulma was my former bodyguard. He faithfully protected me from the vicious claws of my evil mother, but he caused the death of my wife and daughter in the royal capital..."

Uncle Mulma behind the counter sighed: "My wife and daughter did pass away..."

Not long after, Alstorfo and the others also came to the hall, and the breakfast they prepared changed from one serving to four servings.

"Good morning."

The knight girl sat down, and the lonely man next to her sniffed suspiciously.

"Don't you want it?" Annan asked Joan.

"I'm not in the habit of eating breakfast."

As she finished speaking, her stomach growled in response. The down-and-out princess pretended to be calm and told a joke about the Tatoon Empire:

An old rich man called his three sons to an empty room, gave each of them a silver coin, and told them whoever filled the room would inherit all the property. The eldest son bought a pile of firewood, but it didn't fill the room. The second son lit many candles in the room, but the old rich man pointed at his shadow and smiled without saying a word. The third son invited a bard and asked him to praise "the empress of the Tatoon Empire for her kindness and gentleness" in the room. Swear words and foul language suddenly filled the whole room.

As the story was told, a cheerful atmosphere filled the entire tavern.

The waiter came over with breakfast, and Annan hesitated and said, "I'm suddenly not very hungry..."

Joan looked like an angry cat: "I am a princess and I don't need your pity!"

"You misunderstood, I just want you to help me take it to the poor people outside."

"There's really nothing I can do about you, huh, I'll throw it outside!"

Joan picked up the dinner plate, and the aroma made her stomach growl again. She patted her clothes angrily with her hands and walked out of the hotel.

Annan stood up and came to the counter.

"That child...she is actually not bad. All the money she earned was donated to the orphanage." Uncle Mulma sighed with emotion.

"I know."

Annan saw the patches on Joan's clothes and the unsold toys hidden at the bottom of the cargo box. She didn't eat much along the way.

A businessman cannot be so poor.

Moreover, the hotel room fee is only 15 copper coins, which is cheaper than the Morrowind Tavern in Breeze City. Joan and Uncle Mulma were not trying to make their money.

"I want to ask you something."

"Although my old store is not as well-informed as the tavern, it is still pretty good." Uncle Mulma said kindly, pouring a glass of water and pushing it to Annan.

"I originally wanted to attend the auction, but I didn't have time to catch up...I heard there was an accident at the auction?"

"Accident...are you talking about stealing?"

"theft?"

Uncle Mulma said that an incredible accident happened after that auction: a magic ring worth 4,000 gold coins bought by Danilo Drum was stolen by a mage from the Tower of Mage. The furious Drum family sent private soldiers, offered a reward, and even asked the Wizard Tower why it cultivated thieves.

This is different from the news sent back...

And question the Mage Tower? Annan came out of the mage tower before setting off.

Regarding the Durham family, you can call them supporters or thugs. They are equivalent to the vassals of the Twelve Kings in the North. Although a magic ring is precious, the Diatra family should not be allowed to trap the Mage Tower...

"Did they catch the mage?"

"Not yet, I guess he has run away."

The early morning cold poured into the hall, and Joan shivered as she slipped back to the hotel. "It took me a long time to find the poor people. After running for so long, I need money, but this time I will forget it."

With clean lips, Joan put the plate back on the counter.

Bang——

The opened door shook the hotel, and the cold wind carried five figures into the lobby without closing the door.

The clerk shivered in the corner and didn't dare to close the door. The clerk who followed them stood up and motioned to Annan and Alstorfo: "It's just them."

"who are you?"

Annan stared at the five professionals who seemed to be mercenaries in front of him. The fur on their leather armor was sticky and smelled like blood.

"We accepted the commission to deal with the anomaly in that village." The thin lady holding the staff said proudly.

The clerk looked around at the people in the hall, his eyes fell on Annan, and ordered: "Civilian, take these professionals to the village where the incident occurred."

"I do not accept."

The clerk who had not yet reacted reprimanded: "You are disobeying the laws of Bethal City!"

"You can go there by yourself, the village is right on the roadside."

The angry clerk was about to say something when the leader of this group of mercenaries, a fierce man wearing a ferocious white wolf hat, stopped him. He took out a coin from the money bag and tossed it gently - the gold passed through the arc and fell into the water glass on the counter. A trace of bright red floated out of the gold coins that sank into the water.

"What now?"

"I don't accept no one to guide you."