A strange world

Chapter 405 Section 63. Compensation from the Montreal Gold Family

Montreal, the place where the gods descended, its dazzling light can be clearly seen as far away as Wilhelm - this is the splendor of the imperial capital at night that is sung by the people of Tatooine.

In fact, not even Syltovis can see the Montreal Mountain at night. I am afraid that only the Sky City floating above Wilhelm can see this spot of light.

But in the Imperial Capital, you can feel the grandeur of the Imperial Capital in both the upper and lower city areas——

So much so that people would rather sink into the bottom nest than leave.

In the embassy, ​​there is a painting board by the bedroom window. Annan is holding a paintbrush under the light of the magic lamp, and is painting on the canvas while recalling the appearance of Ilimayas——

Ilimaya's beautiful silhouette, precious gemstone skirt, and majestic dragon eyes seemed to be missing something... After thinking about it, Annan added the dragon horns.

The degree of completion of the polymorph spell is judged by the degree of resemblance to the creature being transformed. Only the dragon eyes of Ilimayas remained unchanged, indicating that her transformation technique was only one step away from being advanced. But a vertical pupil is not clear enough. Only by retaining some dragon characteristics can people know that the painting is a dragon.

Knock knock knock——

There was a knock on the door outside the bedroom, Annan put down the brush and let Alice in.

"I didn't know you could paint." She saw the drawing board in front of the window.

"I just suddenly wanted to draw something..."

"Your painting is better than expected." Alice praised: "Are you homesick?"

"What?"

"Isn't it? The blue sea, the stars in the sky, the moon and its reflection, this is Xingyue Bay."

"Um……"

Annan took down the drawing board: "What do you want from me?"

"You want to join the Warlocks Protective Society?"

"Still hesitating, I don't really need the help of the Warlock Protection Association right now..." Annan moved the drawing board to the corner to eat ashes, and asked Alice to sit on the sofa in the living room, "Want something to drink?"

"No need, you have to make a decision as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"Your reputation is getting bigger and bigger, but no one is on your side. You need a backer."

The reason Annan has not been disturbed yet is that he previously lived at the family estate in Montreal and then moved to the embassy. But as the tournament ends and you become the champion, trouble will ensue.

For example, there are big shots and nobles who want to win over Annan, professionals who want to challenge for the championship, and threats from the underground world.

"Should the Montreal family be considered my backer?" Annan thought that his ancestors and Olin had a pretty good relationship with him.

"What they gave was other compensation, which was the competition itself." Alice thought Annan knew, "You were betrayed by the royal family of the Rekaner Kingdom, so the Montreal Golden Family compensated you with the championship."

The Montreal family, which relies on the Gold family, is a branch of the family, and it is said that the empire is forming an expeditionary force to regain the north.

"It's really... the arrogance of a big shot."

This compensation may also have the help of the "Golden King", allowing Annan to quickly establish himself in the Tatooine Empire.

Either Annan ran to serve his ancestors, or he joined the Warlock Protection Association... Annan gave up on the former, because he didn't want to take advantage of an old man. The latter are a group of fanatical lunatics - nothing makes people more fearful than lunatics.

"Let's wait and see for a while. You know, it will be difficult to make money if my reputation is bad... Do you want to help me?"

"what can I do?"

Annan returned to the bedroom and took out the notebook from under the pillow. The cover was written in ugly handwriting: "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone".

"What do you think of the name Alice Granger?"

"Can I...can it?" Alice showed rare hesitation.

"Acting is much easier than studying. It won't be a problem for you."

"Will father agree?"

"Yes." Annan said firmly.

Mr. Schwaro is afraid that he will kidnap Jack's daughter in Jack's skin, so as long as he lets Alice know how the magic image is shot, the halo will fade away... Maybe there will be a chance to trick this girl into walking. An epic mage cameo from Path of Legend.

How about Swarovski Snape?

It just so happens that they all feel unhappy about themselves...

"Just take a look at the script. If there are no surprises, this will be the final version."

Alice took the notebook: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"It's stained by paint." Annan hid the dirty right hand that touched Elimoyas.

"I want a cup of coffee." Alice opened the note.

Alice stayed in Annan's room until late at night, when a clear elf-like voice suddenly sounded: "It's time to meditate."

Annan, who was taking a nap, raised his head blankly and met Alice's indifferent eyes.

"The guardian ring my father gave me, it will give me some advice."

Annan suspected that Mr. Swaro could know what was happening here through the ring, but he did not dare to say anything - the smart Alice probably knew it too and closed her notes.

"'Annan Potter, who had escaped the shadow of the Red Devil, woke up from his hospital bed. Dean Dumbledore came to visit him, which made Annan Potter's mind gradually become peaceful, and everything was over...' Isn't this the ending?"

"This is the first part, which means the first scene. My plan is to shoot eight parts."

The good news is that the "Annan Potter" series will definitely make a lot of money. The bad news is that Annan has forgotten the plot behind it.

"From first grade to seventh grade, destroy the Red Devil after graduation?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but it should be like this."

"I have no other comments."

Alice left the room, ignored the head that ducked around the corner, and returned to her room.

In the next few days, the atmosphere in the mountains of Montreal became increasingly lively, and even the top ten colleges needed to be accompanied by guards when traveling. After knowing that the Empire Contest was compensation given by the Montreal Golden Family, Annan became more relaxed.

Especially meeting his "old friend", Freya Holy Academy.

They seemed to know something and had no fighting spirit to defeat Annan.

"There are three colors: red, yellow and green, which one do you choose?" Annan was not in a hurry to cast the spell.

"I like roses, choose red."

"Congratulations on choosing the fire element." Annan opened the portal and stepped out of five fire elements.

"I surrender."

"Don't you give it a try?"

The girl who had always looked down upon her peers said coquettishly: "This is the dress I brought from home. I don't want you to get it dirty."

After the friendly match with Freya Holy Academy, Isabel said that her uncle wanted to see Annan.

"Minister of etiquette?"

"Uncle Les."

Annan followed Isabel to a carriage outside the arena. Reis hoped that Annan would advertise for them again.

"I can add money!"

Reis waved his hand, and his men removed the cash box from the carriage. Opening the lid of the box, the golden coins make people want to take a dip.

"As long as you let Gem Star appear on the field tomorrow, the money will be yours!"

boom--

Annan closed the cash box.

"make a deal."