A strange world

Chapter 396 Chapter 54. Sylvie’s identity

Luxury rooms.

Scattered high-heeled shoes, jewelry, and underwear extended from the door into the bedroom. At the end of their spread, Sylvie, who was fully clothed, stood in front of the window, condescendingly watching the figures who hurried out of the banquet and got into the carriage.

"...I was actually fooled."

She let out a low chuckle, cold and cold

"This game is more interesting than I thought. We will meet again..."

…

The speeding carriage drove out of the imperial capital and rushed back to Montreal Manor.

As soon as it stopped, Annan jumped out of the carriage, eagerly stepped up the steps and opened the door.

In front of the burning fireplace, the ancestor in the wheelchair and Lily lying on her lap were taking a rest. Annan slowly picked up the blanket, covered the ancestor and Lily, tiptoed out of the living room, recovered and ran to the room anxiously. On the second floor, open the door to the guest room, rush to the bed, and pull out the treasure box under the bed.

"My baby... you are still here... no one can steal you..."

The heavy treasure chest is full of security.

"You are like a greedy dragon now." Alice's voice sounded from outside the door.

"Maybe it was the curse imposed on me by the Dragon Clan..." Annan said seriously.

"There is no such curse." Alice knew the professional rule of "Don't get close to the dragon's treasure" and did not step into the bedroom. "What happened?"

"I seem to be charmed..."

Recalling the contact with Sylvie, the emotion that could even be expressed in the treasure house made Annan shudder.

"This is impossible. No one can cast spells in the Imperial City without anyone knowing, or in a heavily guarded banquet hall." Olin, who arrived later, stood outside the door. She was still wearing her dress, but had her long, fluffy hair tied back into a ponytail for riding.

Xian Na and Ai Xue also appeared outside the door.

"I have sent people to investigate the woman named Sylvie. There should be new information soon."

Annan pushed the treasure box back to the bottom of the bed, "But at that time, I seemed to be led by her. This was hardly... her perfume!"

Annan suddenly remembered the faint smell of perfume when Sylvie came close, almost thinking it was body fragrance.

"I smelled it too..." Xana's timid voice came from outside the door, "Then I felt like I couldn't control my emotions and said a lot of strange things... I'm sorry, aunt."

"It should be a potion. This type of potion is really difficult to find." Alice answered.

Because this is very common. Many nobles would use perfume potions to enhance their attractiveness to the opposite sex, as well as the same sex.

The ancestors were resting in the living room, and they moved to the reception room. It didn't take long for other people from the academy to come back. Their movements became louder and woke up the ancestors.

"You guys are back?"

"I'll take you back to your room." Ai Xue said proactively, pushing up the wheelchair. Lily jumped down and got into Annan's arms and continued to sleep.

Xana's head popped out from behind and looked at Lily enviously.

"Why did you leave early?" the deputy dean asked strangely.

"Annan was attacked."

Xian Na's words shocked the vice-president. Annan did not explain in detail what happened, but just used the excuse that "a noble lady wanted to invite me to her home".

Annan and Oulin looked at each other and decided to forget what happened tonight due to their mutual embarrassment.

When he was about to take a break, Annan suddenly remembered something: "By the way, she said she was from the Magical Magic Research Society."

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"That woman is not one of our members."

At midnight, Annan, who was awakened by Olin's knock on the door, came to the unknown dungeon of the manor wearing a wizard's robe and saw the knights capture the vice-president of the Magic Research Society.

The knight who ran to the banquet hall and guest room to catch Sylvie missed him.

"You know her?"

The dampness and coldness in the dungeon made Annan sober up.

"I know, I personally agreed to her joining the association!" The good-looking vice president revealed everything before he was tortured: "I gave your address to your people on the way here!"

Orin, who was standing aside with her hands folded, tilted her head, and the knight behind replied: "We have sent a team to capture her."

"I guess he has run away..." Annan whispered as if he was talking to himself.

"Why?" Olin asked.

"That's what the story says."

Oulin leaned against the wooden pillar in silence and closed her eyes to rest.

Sylvie hasn't been caught yet, so there's no rush to question the vice president - and Olin's instinct tells her that she is innocent.

"Mr. Annan, do you know why the empire is competing for hegemony at this time?" As a result, the vice president took the initiative to talk to Annan.

"have no idea."

"Do you want to know?" she asked excitedly.

"...What do you want to say?"

"Join the Miraculous Magic Research Society and I'll tell you the answer!"

Annan reconfirmed his surroundings and found out that it was she who was locked up in the dungeon, not him: "You are a prisoner now."

"This cage? For you, I am locked in it. But for me, it is you who are locked up - you are locked in the cage called 'The World'."

"What you say is very philosophical, but I refuse."

"Why!"

"What do you think Sister Oulin's last name is?"

The surrounding knights quietly pricked up their ears.

"Don't call me that." Orin said coldly.

"Montreal? Well, I have no chance..." The vice-president was dejected. Annan's power to summon the elemental army made them salivate...

Wow – Wow –

In the fifth ten minutes the knight arrived with a clatter of armor.

"She has run away." "The Mage Group has investigated Sylvie's origin. She is a warlock."

"Warlock? Then why did she do that to me?" Annan asked.

In other words, there is nothing wrong with her dealing with Annan like that - after all, there are always warlocks who like to play something different, but there is no reason for her to run away.

"Because she is still a peripheral member of the Shadow Brotherhood." The knight answered Annan.

"I have never provoked the Brotherhood of Shadows."

"Yes, sir, so this is also her hidden identity... Her true identity is a member of the 'Witch Hunt'."

"Witch?"

"Wizard," Orin said.

"Fortunately, I'm a warlock." Annan felt a little lucky, and then found Oulin looking at him with a strange look. "You're not going to say 'a wizard is a warlock', are you?"

"Other races in the elves have indeed described you this way." Olin confirmed Annan's guess, "Mages are arcane masters, and warlocks are wizards."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but her tone was cheerful.

"What's the reason for hunting me? In the imperial capital of the Tatooine Empire, seducing the future champion in front of all the nobles, why?

"Don't use common sense to judge people from the evil camp."

"Then this vice president..." Annan looked at the vice president who was lying in front of the fence and blinking.

"The Magical Society really knows nothing."

"Let her out." Olin waved her hand to deal with the aftermath of the incident: "I'm sorry for mistaking you for the murderer. You can leave. The city guard may ask you some questions next."

The vice president didn't care, he just regretted that he couldn't study and win over Annan.

Annan also regretted why she didn't use Jinnar to induce her.