A strange world

Chapter 341 Chapter 194. Going to Wilhelm

Burning candlesticks bloom in warm tones. They swayed gently, swaying with the ministers entering the palace.

"Your Highness, the Snow Mountain Fortress is asking us why we didn't clean up the rat plague."

"The rats are up? It seems it's time to announce..."

The young silhouette leaning lazily on the throne whispered, stood up, and followed the minister out of the palace.

Officials and nobles stood silently in the square, raising their heads as the eldest prince appeared.

"Our country is facing catastrophe!"

Excited emotions that were not in line with the eldest prince's usual style echoed in the square, "The rat tide from the north attacked the snow mountain fortress and released a demonic tide!"

The flash of magic cleared away the rats in the distance, and some indescribable emotion also filled the air.

"The traitor who colluded with the Skaven is dead, but he is still poisoning our people!"

"We have lost too much land, and the north is no longer safe. It is time for us to leave this land where we have survived for generations and find a new home... And I, Montreal 88, Clo Montreal, will lead you to victory! "

Farro Barros buried his head, and Miles Bernard showed his enthusiasm. Princess Seles and Prince Minos were silent.

The wizard tower, scavengers, knights, officials and nobles no longer hesitated, and their voices echoed in the palace gardens surrounding the mountain:

"Your Majesty the King."

Or rebuild the glory of Montreal's golden family.

Or lead the nobles into the abyss.

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Open books lay on the floor, with nowhere to rest. "Mr. Swaro?" Annan called. At first he tried to pick up some and put them away, but gave up because there were too many. Annan waded through the buried ankle and walked deeper into the maze formed by bookshelves and sea of ​​books.

Annan saw Mr. Swaro, who was surrounded by a pile of books and sitting at the table, flipping through something. Annan breathed a sigh of relief, because this library looked like it had encountered an accident.

"What are you looking at?"

Annan regained his courtesy, picked up the books at his feet and put them into the empty bookshelf.

"The birth of a legend, or a shame." Swaro flipped through the book called The World, "The royal family has begun to escape..."

"Escape? I thought they would take back the lands occupied by the Skaven."

The destroyed Violet Kingdom, plus those independent city-states, made it possible for the entire western part of the northern border to be owned by the Kingdom of Ruikaner.

"Then we will be attacked by rat people and demons?" Once the opening of the snow mountain fortress is opened, it will never be closed again... It is only a matter of time before the North becomes a paradise for rat people and demons. Fortunately, their cooperation will not last long. If there is evil or chaos, they themselves will be beaten to pieces.

The large army of McKenna rats is still heading north, maybe they really want to replace humans and block the demons in the north of the snow-capped mountains.

"The Montreal family wanted to keep the trouble to themselves."

"who are they?"

"The second bookshelf to your right."

Annan looked around and saw a map of the Allen Continent stuffed in a history book. The western edge of the northern border was painted with gray lines, from the snow-capped mountains to the Strait of Obiris. Then he saw behind a group of small countries bordering the Gray Line...the Tatooine Empire.

"Is this their true purpose? To weaken the Tatooine Empire?"

Mr. Schwaro looked at the book, noncommittal.

The light of magic flickered outside the library window, and the attack of the rat tide became fierce not long ago - because Breeze City wanted to support Snow Mountain at that time.

It's too late. The rat tide completely blocked Breeze City and Snow Mountain, and as many reinforcements were sent out as many died.

"Is Agarwal also a supporter...?" Annan broke the silence.

"have no idea."

"He never showed up?"

"Um."

Breeze City was besieged by a tide of rats, and Agarwal abandoned the mage tower... It seems that Agarwal, like the legends in the royal capital, is on the side of the royal family.

In what way did the Montreal family lure them?

Annan was puzzled by the fact that the legends were colluding with the royal family, and that the Holy Council was still indifferent - there was no new news from the Golden King so far.

"Because the Montreal family hid it from them."

"Can you hide it?"

"As long as they leave no one in the know."

Mr. Swarovski glanced at Annan meaningfully: "You happen to be the one who knows."

Annan felt inexplicably cold and insecure, and wanted a soft and warm embrace...or to escape from danger.

"We want to leave the North and move to Wilhelm." Annan picked it up. "Do you know where is the best place for us to go?"

"The Tatooine Empire."

"Isn't the Tatooine Empire not in Wilhelm?"

Mr. Swallow told Annan that Wilhelm's boundaries are both clear and blurry: the World Island is Middle-Earth, but Middle-Earth is more than the World Island. Strictly speaking, outside of the World Island, the area bordering the Strait of Obiris is considered Middle-earth.

"What about the rat tide and demon tide faced by the Tatooine Empire?"

Mr. Swaro added that the war between the races was protracted. The devils of the abyss have been fighting against demons for millions of years, and the war between the major races and the rat-men has also lasted for tens of thousands of years. Even humans and newly emerged vampires have been fighting for hundreds of years.

As one of the Thirteen Supreme Kings of the Holy Council, the mainstay of mankind, and the outskirts of the World Island, the ancient and powerful Tatooine Empire is far beyond Annan's imagination.

The fall of the Ruikaner Kingdom meant that the royal family was hopeless. But if the Tatooine Empire falls...it means humanity is hopeless.

"And that's the only place where you're safe." Mr. Swaro said, as if there was a wanted notice floating above Annan's head.

This dispelled Annan's idea of ​​seeking refuge with the King of Gold. The royal family might dare to go to the land of the Golden King to silence them, but what about the Tatoon Empire?

Mr. Swaro introduced some more humanities.

As the core of the continent of Allen, there are too many ancient and new things in Middle-earth... Throw Annan into the royal capital, he is that country boy. Throw the royal capital to Wilhelm, and they will be the same country bumpkins again.

But for Annan, how to obtain the fiefdom and settle the people was the most important thing.

"The 'King of the North who ran to Middle-earth' will certainly be ridiculed by the nobles, but you should be able to obtain a fief based on your status."

As for the resettlement of the people, Mr. Swaro's suggestion was to let them join the towns and then recall them after Annan obtained the fiefdom.

Annan accepted Mr. Swaro's suggestion, but he felt like he was being driven away by rat people and demons.

"Breeze City is also migrating... Do you want to come with us?"

Mr. Schwaro thought.

"And your daughter Alice."

Mr. Schwaro refused.

After coming out of the mage tower, Annan looked back at the snow-capped mountains that were about to turn into black mountains, and a trace of yearning for Middle-earth that emerged washed away his sadness. Annan came to the musketeers who had retreated to the open space to rest, and announced:

"We're going to Wilhelm!"

The musketeers raised their weapons and cheered for a while before shouting:

"What is Wilhelm!"