A strange world

Chapter 200 Chapter 53.Escape

I still don’t know that Annan, who is being smeared by the bard, is still busy working on "The Fall of the Mage Tower".

The bad news is that the people of Betar City don't really buy it. The Mage Tower lacks soil in Betar City-because there is no Mage Tower here. In their place came the Diatra family. And there are more poor people... It sounds unbelievable, because Bethal City has frequent trade with the outside world and is much richer than Breeze City, but all the wealth is concentrated in the hands of the nobles, plus they do not have an Olmedo City Lord.

The good news is that the nobles can afford the "small money" of 100 gold nairs, and there is no tax rate. The cost of recording the magic stone is also borne by Lady Winter.

As long as a hundred nobles paid, Annan earned ten thousand gold coins.

So Annan commissioned Mrs. Winter to invite the ladies in the city to a Betar City premiere. Now, he is buttoning up in front of the dressing mirror.

Joan stared at Annan in the mirror and suddenly said: "Why do I feel like you and Jack..."

"How is that possible? I have orange hair and Jack has black hair."

"makes sense."

"Francois is much better looking than Jack," Astolfo agreed, and Annan felt that something was not right.

Smoothing out the last wrinkle of his dark uniform, Annan set off for the auditorium where the banquet was held.

…

"Do you really believe what humans say?"

An elf with a torn pointed ear and a scar on his cheek whispered unwillingly: "Despicable humans imprisoned us, tortured us, killed us, and now they just put us in the dungeon to provide food. Do you think he is a good person?

"There is a human city outside, where can we run to?" an elf answered.

"So just do nothing? We are the people of the forest, servants of the elves and gods. Even if we die, we will die in the forest instead of becoming human playthings..."

"We should trust the old orc..." said another elf.

"Shut up, Mozali!" the Scar Elf roared at it: "You actually believe in a lowly orc?"

At this time, the elves in the cell were silent, because a dungeon guard appeared outside.

"Are you singing?" the immature girl asked curiously.

"...Yes, who are you?"

"I am Joan Exela Mary Behdad Claymont, Princess of the Tatooine Empire!"

"Princess...we can hold her hostage!" the scar elf said, but in elven language.

"I agree with your statement, but I don't agree with your behavior!" The elf known as Mozali stood up and accused it, "This is not the character an elf should have!"

Joan seemed frightened by the shouting, turned around and ran away.

"Elves should not be locked in cages and dungeons!" The scarred elf picked up Mozali's collar and pressed him against the cold brick wall, making a dull sound, "You Sri Lankan coward... you If you don’t want to escape, stay here!”

"The dungeon guards were unprepared for us, we waited until they sent us food..."

Perhaps some aliens chose to believe Annan who rescued them and promised to release them, but the majority still wanted to escape.

…

"The Fall of the Wizard's Tower" was screened in the banquet hall.

Businessmen in this world still target nobles and professionals. They have not yet realized the spending power of women, especially female nobles.

Annan was with Mrs. Winter. The warden's uniform made him look majestic and cold, but it was still less than Mrs. Winter's chest.

"The family behind the mercenary group whose slaves you captured came to try to sidetrack me." Mrs. Winter held up the wine glass.

"Shouldn't I do this?"

"You did a good job..." The swaying wine flowed into the red lips, "Why did Mrs. Winter get her name..."

"Because you're not afraid of the cold?"

"Haha... they won't do anything to you, but your reputation won't be too good..."

"What does it have to do with me that they just scolded Olme?" Annan didn't care, and then discovered that Irena, the deputy leader of the Dechaso Mercenary Group, was also there.

She was quite beautiful after changing into a formal dress, but she couldn't compare with a real noble. When she found Annan looking at her, she walked over.

"...There was also a guy who said I was a dirty bitch selling my butt, and...it was so disgusting that I couldn't go on."

Irina, who was approaching, heard Annan's slander and had to explain: "The mercenary who insulted you has been eliminated by us."

Mrs. Winter remained silent arrogantly, and Annan said, "What do you think of "The Fall of the Mage Tower"?"

“Excellent beyond imagination.”

"Do you want the magic stone? It only costs 100 gold coins."

"Of course..."

This is the price that must be paid, and she is not even qualified to stand with Mrs. Winter.

"I'm going to promote the Philosopher's Stone."

Having tasted the sweetness, Annan left Mrs. Winter, approached a plump lady, and sold the magic stone without any hindrance.

…

On the second floor of the dungeon, the Scar Elf coaxed Astolfo in on the pretext that an elf was unconscious and knocked her out. When the Scar Elf continued to lift the bricks and stones to throw them down, an Elf pushed him away.

"Why stop me!"

"It was the mercenaries who hurt us, not the human girls who helped us."

The scar elf snorted coldly, no longer defending, leading his companions to escape from the cell, and gradually released the prisoners in other cells.

"Orcs, dwarves, and other races, do you want to escape with us, or hide here like a coward!"

Annan's decision to turn the second floor into a private territory brought disadvantages - such a big movement did not attract the guards' attention.

When more than 200 aliens gathered together and wanted to break out of the dungeon, an old orc stood in front of them.

"I want to say..." The old orc's cloudy eyes looked at the various races gathered: "You can give it a try with the elves, or you can stay in the dungeon and choose to believe in that boy."

…

Gray Wolf hurriedly broke into the banquet and ran towards Annan who was still chatting and laughing with the noble lady. He spoke anxiously and said in a girl's voice:

"The prisoner has escaped!"

When Annan arrived at the dungeon, the guards had already put a tight seal on the surrounding area. The warden did not show up, but just suggested that Annan calm down the turmoil caused by this incident, and it didn't matter if he didn't calm down.

Arriving at the second level, only 64 of the 286 aliens remained in the dungeon.

Many were familiar faces, centaurs, and aliens brought by the Dechasuo mercenary group. All the elves had left, leaving only the male elves who Annan said, "You are free."

"I'm glad you're still here..."

"Sorry, kid, I couldn't stop them...but I hope you don't blame them."

Staying here and trusting Annan is the only thing the old orc can do.

"But I promised you to leave here..."

"Child, you should not expect us to believe in the ethnic group that has brought us pain and suffering..."

Annan is not sad because they are not residents of Xingyue Bay yet. In this mood, he thought about what to shoot for the second magic video.