A strange world

Chapter 407 Chapter 65. Vicious web

Mages look down on all non-spellcasters, calling them mudbloods, farmers who use dung forks, and rude ghosts who smell sour. But they have an advantage that mages don't have - strong bodies.

In the wild, the difference between a poor farmer and an elite warrior facing the fireball spell is only a short scream and a short roar. But all city-state authorities will not let mages run amok in their own territory.

Both Sirtovis and the Imperial Capital have legendary and eternal level supervisory eyes. So when the Knights patrolling Montreal Mountain received a report from the Monitoring Eye, they rampaged into Black Hat Street.

When Ou Lin, who was leading the team, saw Annan, Annan also saw Ou Lin. The tall and straight figure is wearing a bright silver knight's armor, with a brown ponytail hanging on the back of her head. She holds a broad-bladed sword in her right hand and holds her helmet in her left hand, like a Valkyrie.

"what happened?"

"They threatened me." Annan immediately pointed to the figure behind the counter.

Orin therefore looked at the receptionist of the Brotherhood of Shadows: "Quitorn...how did you promise us."

"We didn't do anything!" the figure known as Quatton shouted: "But this guy, he suddenly cast a spell and violated the rules."

"He threatened me not to leave once I came."

"I said 'Do you think the Shadow Brothers will come whenever they want?' And I'm just trying to scare you!"

"You call it a bluff after being exposed? If it weren't for Olin——"

Cha——

Orin deflected the broadsword.

"——The Knight Commander is here. I have been sold to a noble lady by you guys, right?"

"We don't traffic people!"

Damn...damn! Quaitoen thought that Annan would be very proud to receive these honors at such a young age, but he didn't expect that he would file a lawsuit! And I also know this woman named Montreal!

"How did you end up in a place like this?" Olin told his subordinates to ignore the elemental creatures and search the Brotherhood of Shadows.

"A guy pretending to be a warlock protection association tricked me into coming here." Annan asked the elements to go back and handed the note to Olin, "Then I felt something was wrong. I felt that the fake warlock was related to Sylvie."

She was indifferent, and the knight's attendant standing behind him took the note.

"Send him back." Ou Lin said without looking back.

The knight squire took the order, and Annan followed him out. The knights have taken over the place, and the glow of the magic lamp makes the dark streets look like a bright room. The malicious gazers in the corner covered their eyes, and the dark weirdos pressed themselves against the wall, like protruding rocks.

Annan saw the old woman who was guiding him. She was blocked by two knights and she was begging for something tremblingly.

"Stop..." Annan rushed over, "What's wrong with her?"

"Do you know him?" The knight's attendant was very polite.

"She just showed me the way." Annan now realized how valuable Black Hat Street's kindness was.

One knight explained: "We found her desecrating a corpse."

"Necromancer?"

"No, she just dug out the bones from the mass graves and ground them into powder and said it was..." the knight paused, "...the magic potion and sold it to the nobles."

After speaking, the knight said contemptuously: "Those poor people don't even have a cemetery after they die, and you have to dig up their bones... If you really hate the nobles, why don't you dig up the ancestors of those nobles in the cemetery and grind them into powder for them to drink? "

"Don't talk nonsense." The knight's attendant scolded.

The two knights escorted the old woman away, and Annan returned to the broad and bright street, got into the carriage and asked the knight attendants to take him back.

Dozens of minutes later, the swaying carriage stopped, and Annan stepped out of the carriage—the vast Montreal estate emerged before his eyes.

The knight and the carriage turned around and returned the same way, leaving Annan standing at the door in confusion.

…

The brilliance of the spell appeared on the note, and the accompanying mage whispered: "There is no conspiracy."

"This is impossible. Jon, send the things to the Mages Guild."

"Framed! This must be framed!"

Quatton had already realized that he was caught in a web of conspiracy. At this time, the knight who was searching the Shadow Brotherhood returned to the hall: "This place is quite clean."

"That means it's not clean yet..." Orin turned to the knight's document, "Notify all the resting and training knights to come back. It's been seven months since the last inspection of Black Hat Street. It's time to deepen the empire's favor."

She put on her helmet and walked out with her broadsword in hand.

"Did Annan send it back?"

"Sir, you can see him when you go back."

Olin suddenly stopped at the door.

"...Where did you send the people?"

Orin handed over the matter of Black Hat Street to the deputy leader and went to the Mage Association in person. After the Archmage traced the origin of the note, he returned to the manor with the results.

"Is Annan still in the manor?"

"Master Annan is chatting with his ancestors."

Letting the servants go about their business, Ou Lin came to the back garden and saw Annan squatting next to her ancestor, handing a transparent crystal to her ancestor: "This thing is called glasses. You will see much more clearly after wearing it, but I haven't seen it yet." There’s still time to get the frames.”

The ancestor held up the crystal piece, his enlarged cloudy eyes wrinkled with laughter: "I can see you clearly, little Annan, your soul is as beautiful as your appearance."

Oulin slowed down, but the ancestor had already noticed her, patted Annan and said, "Look, little Oulin is waiting for you."

Annan looked back and saw Oulin standing in front of the corridor.

"I'll go over first." After touching Lily, Annan stood up and came to Ou Lin, and followed Ou Lin, who was still wearing armor, to the front garden.

"The one targeting you is the 'Vicious Web'. They believe in Rose, the Spider Queen. Sylvie and the warlock who gave you the note are theirs."

"they?"

Olin said nothing and looked at Annan calmly like Alice.

"I mean, why Rose the Spider Queen?"

"Why are they causing trouble for me?" Annan confirmed that he had no interaction with them.

"Perhaps you have been in too much limelight recently, which fits their evil ritual."

"What ceremony?"

"Sacrifice ceremony, mate with you first, then eat you."

Not as gentle as a Rat Man.

"They are targeting you. Don't run around now. I don't know if they will attack you in the imperial capital."

From the back garden to the front garden, Oulin and Annan came to the gate of the manor where the carriage was parked: "Also, you used spells illegally. Although it was for self-protection, you still have to pay a fine of 500 gold coins."

Annan stood in front of the carriage, showing the shock that he had not seen when he knew that he was being treated as a sacrifice.

"I do not have money!"

"If you don't have money, go to jail."

"...Then let me go to jail."

Annan was imprisoned in Breeze City and in Betar City. What was missing in Syltovis was now made up for in the imperial capital.

Annan's unyielding attitude made Ou Lin helpless, and she told her subordinates: "...Annan had previously seduced the vicious man weaving a web for us, and he has permission to cast the spell."

"OK."

Olin looked again at Annan who lowered his head.

"What are you missing!"