A strange world

Chapter 350 Section 8. News about the fief

On the way back, Annan thought about his next plan.

After wandering around Sltovis, I still had to go to the Ministry of Interior to resolve the matter.

"Is there any other way?" Annan asked at the time, as Alice described the Home Office as something he didn't want to deal with.

The vice-dean replied: "The dean will come back before the magic game starts. As long as you defeat Syltovis Academy, we will definitely help you!"

It seems that I can only bully the children in the academy.

A burst of chaotic noises came from the classroom. Annan stood outside the classroom door and saw a strange boy pestering Suni Pule.

Annan's questioning eyes fell on Alice, but her attention was not here.

"Stop rejecting me, Suni."

The strange boy is also a student of the academy. He wears a valuable magic ring, and the mage robe he wears is actually made of silk. In comparison, Suni's clothes were so simple that she looked like a commoner.

Suni Pule sat lazily, as if she would fall asleep at any moment, until the boy suddenly grabbed her wrist and tried to take her out of the classroom.

The struggling Suni Pule was about to bite, when a tall figure suddenly stood in front of the boy.

"Stay away from Suni."

Alice, Xana and the students showed surprise. The boy let go of his hand and looked at the unfamiliar face: "Who are you?"

A tall figure also stood next to Annan, raising his white chin: "Didn't you hear what Annan said?"

"Annan Reeves?"

The reputation of the King in the North has spread through half of the House through the Brothers and Sisters. It's not that Solz Magic Academy doesn't have the Count's heirs... but it does not have the Count himself. Especially the King of the North who came from the north and escaped from the killings of the ratmen.

If Xina and Alice hadn't been blocking it, students and invitations from other schools would have arrived like snowflakes.

"You also like Suni?"

Feeling the unkindness of the students in the classroom, the boy showed his unwillingness and said firmly: "Even if you are the King of the North... I want to compete fairly with you!"

Annan looked at him calmly and said one word: "Childish."

The boy's face immediately turned red. Just as he was about to say something, Annan continued: "But he is still firm."

Is he praising me?

The boy's blushing face showed some embarrassment.

"There is only one month left until the magic match against Syltovis Academy. That is the goal you have to really work hard for."

"I...I know."

The ashamed boy squeezed out of the classroom.

Annan, who had eliminated the trouble, returned to action. "She didn't even say thank you..." Xana was dissatisfied.

"I didn't do it to thank her for helping her," Annan said.

"You were so awesome just now! Do you know who that guy's father is? Josep! Almost half of the knights in Syltovis are under his control. How did you do it?" Yusofa from the Brotherhood come over.

No wonder the mention of honor mortifies a boy.

"Because of identity."

The hierarchy among the nobility is strict. No matter how xenophobic and contemptuous of outsiders, Annan is an existence that needs to be taken seriously. When invited to a banquet or a manor, they would call Annan "uncle".

The professor walked in and the students around Annan dispersed. Opening the notes, he continued to write: [Annan Potter looked at the weird professor wearing a turban...]

After finishing today's class, Annan returned to the mansion as usual, but what was different from usual was that there was a little tail behind him.

Suni Plea. She didn't hide anything and just followed Annan.

Annan stopped at the intersection in front of the mansion and looked back at Suni Pule: "Why are you following me?"

"Do you want to see my father?" Suni Pule asked directly.

Annan wanted to say "why should I see your father", but he really wanted to deal with the Home Office.

"Why do you ask?"

"Aren't you seeking a fiefdom? My father can help you."

"Okay, when can I visit?"

"Now."

There were still a few hours before evening, so Annan asked a street restaurant to prepare some food and deliver it to the mansion, and then he and Suni Pule went to her house.

When he was still some distance away from Suni Pule's house, a carriage came towards him. As it passed by, Annan suddenly felt strong jealousy and envy from the carriage.

"People you know?"

Annan remembered the family emblem on the carriage and followed Suni Pule to an ordinary single-family house.

Without a large manor and a housekeeper, Sunie Pule's home was similar to that of a commoner.

Annan didn't get to see the legendary Ryan Pry, but Sunie Pry's father and mother were there. As a guest brought back by his daughter, the "legendary son" was quite gentle, while his wife was scrutinizing and becoming more and more satisfied.

"Annan wants you to help." Suni Pule said before her mother said something embarrassing.

"Annan... I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

"Hello, I am Annan Reeves, from the North."

"I remembered... you are the King of the North? I am Frano Pule." Suni's father suddenly realized: "Those people will talk about you all day long."

Annan guessed that "those people" must be Frano Pule's colleagues.

"What do you want us to help with?"

"My territory was captured by the McKeon clan... Without territory, the King of the North exists in name only."

Frano Pule hesitated and said that the fiefdom was actually very simple, including muddy land, gravel beaches, and isolated islands. But if you want to turn these places into the town of Annan, you must first spend tens of thousands of gold coins.

And those areas with fertile wheat fields, between towns, and natural harbors were either left to the nobles or shared. Annan wants to either fall in line or be "creatively taxed" by the Home Office.

Frano Pule was unable to provide substantial help, but the information he shared helped Annan avoid many detours. For example, contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to apply for some privileges.

Next, Annan talked about things in the north, and how he had turned a remote bay into a town with a population of nearly 10,000 people in a few months.

Maintaining a friendly atmosphere with the Pleas, Annan left in the evening.

The next day, Annan came to the college. Suni Pule lay on the table without saying hello, as if it was not Annan who went to her house yesterday.

"Is it obvious why I want a fiefdom?" Annan asked Alice.

"The students probably don't know yet," she said.

"It seems that Suni is smarter than I thought." Annan said, noticing that Suni's feet were shaking slightly under her desk and she stopped talking.

At the end of the first class, Annan and the fraternity members came to the tower. The uncle of one of their members was an official in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

When Annan arrived, a boy with freckles was lying on the wall crying.

"What’s wrong with you?"

People who knew him laughed: "Luther King was rejected by a girl again."

Luther King, whose nose was red from crying, raised his head: "I just want to find a girl who is willing to put cream on her feet and let me lick it. Why is it so difficult?"

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

At this time, a boy ran up to Annan and said, "Go back to the classroom, those girls are quarreling because of you!"