A strange world

Chapter 423 Section 81. Procurement

"Annan Reeves."

Oulin's name gave Annan a bad omen.

"Sorry, I just lied. I was dizzy just after coming out of the portal. I thought you were enemies, so I said my surname was Montreal." Annan explained before Olin got angry.

Ou Lin looked down at Annan, who blinked his innocent black eyes.

"...What are you doing here?" Olin changed the subject.

"I'm coming to find you."

There were some changes in the eyes of those knights.

"What do you want from me?" Olin's attitude quietly became irritable.

Annan looked up at her in surprise: "Don't you remember your promise?"

promise! ?

The knights looked at each other with expressions as if they had unexpectedly learned the secret.

"What promise?" Oulin frowned.

Annan did not speak, but looked at the knights around him.

"Let's leave now!"

The female knight followed her kindness and led her companions who were unwilling to leave away. Their conversation drifted in the wind:

"Sister Oulin actually likes this type..."

"This is a tiger with a heart that smells the roses..."

"Sister Olin is already holding that boy in front of my eyes..."

These words converged into Olin's anger: "If you can't say it-"

"I've collected enough 400,000 gold coins." After Annan finished speaking, he looked around cautiously.

How long has it been?

Olin couldn't help but ask: "What have you done?"

"You don't know?" "The Fall of the Mage Tower" has obviously been released in the imperial capital. "Come to think of it, they don't even know me."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Let's go home first." Annan picked up Lily who was squatting at her feet and looked up at the position behind Olin.

"walk on my own!"

Twenty minutes later, Olin, who was holding the war horse, returned to the Montreal manor.

"Master Annan is back!"

The servants saw Annan as warmly as they saw family members.

Annan went to see his ancestor first. She was taking a nap in the greenhouse under the sun.

"Oh, little Oulin, little Annan, and little Lily." The ancestor narrowed his eyes and lovingly caressed Lily who jumped on his lap.

"Ancestor, I'm back." Oulin gave the ancestor the knightly etiquette.

"I have many cats in Syltovis, do you want to give one to you?" Annan could see that his ancestor really liked Lily, and thought of the clean and elegant white cat, "There is a white cat, except It’s okay to be a little silly.”

Then Annan saw his ancestor stretch out his withered hand, as if grabbing something, and pull out a dazed white cat from the void.

"Is this this one?"

Annan rubbed his eyes like Potter seeing magic for the first time.

This magic is so magical...

"Little Annan, you are right, it is too stupid." The ancestor let go of his hand, and the white cat with explosive hair jumped into the void.

After the sense of wonder faded, a sense of crisis emerged... Annan began to worry about the three hundred thousand gold coins in the magic ring, as if a mage's hand would steal his money at any time...

"Are you here to see little Oulin?" the ancestor asked.

"I came to Orin to buy arcane energy cores."

"Our little Annan wants to be the Lord of the Sky City?" The ancestor smiled and scratched Lily's head: "Will you bring the people from the bottom nest with you?"

"certainly!"

"Then you go quickly, I have Lily with me."

After saying goodbye to their ancestors, Annan and Ou Lin walked outside the manor.

"My ancestors seemed to know everything..."

The ancestors almost refreshed Annan's understanding of legends - it's not that legends are not powerful. Whether it is Agarwal who betrayed mankind or the dead Holy Grail Knight, they are all unparalleledly powerful, but not so powerful that they cannot be understood.

The ancestor's magic is simply like magic in Annan's eyes.

"You don't know who your ancestor is?" Oulin said in a strange tone.

"I don't know." Annan shook his head. He didn't study.

Oulin gave up talking to Annan about this: "Have you brought the money to buy arcane energy cores?"

Annan waved his hand, and hundreds of money boxes filled the surrounding open space: "Here are 382,000 kinnars, and there are 18,000 kinnars left. I have to go to the theater to get them."

There are no banks in this world, so the "Gringotts Bank" designed by Annan has also become a warehouse for storing items. The merchants of the Tatooine Empire had better react slowly, at least not to rush out of the bank before Annan.

"theater?"

"It seems you really don't know...do you want to come with me?"

"Put it away." Olin turned around and walked out.

"oh."

Annan put away the money box to satisfy himself, but soon it no longer belonged to him, and followed Olin to the stable.

Olin stood in front of a carriage. The carriage was empty except for an outline that was cleaner than the surroundings.

"Huh? Where's the clan emblem?" Annan was surprised when he found the missing clan emblem.

"Stolen by a mean thief."

"How hateful." Annan agreed.

"Yes... I have prepared to hunt down the thief who offended the Montreal family in the Tatooine Empire, put him in a dungeon, and confiscate all his property..." Orin said in a playful tone.

"Well... I think you are too cruel. Maybe he has some reasons."

"Get in the car." Oulin took the horse from the groom and got on the horse.

"where are we going?"

"prison."

Annan was silent. The tall war horse stopped in front of him, and words of rescue came from the horse's back: "Aren't you going to take me to the theater?"

Annan was sitting on a carriage that only had traces of Montreal's golden family. As soon as he and Olin approached Montreal Mountain, they saw a group of heavily armored knights wearing a full set of plate armor coming out of the city.

It was said that this was the tenth knight to leave the city in recent days. The sound of heavy horseshoes and their goals made Annan's blood boil.

But now he is just a quasi-floating city lord.

Orin grabbed the reins and continued on her way after the knights passed.

In the carriage, Annan popped out of the window and talked with Ou Lin. Some passers-by looked at the carriage in surprise and whispered to each other. Orin heard a few words.

"They seem to call you Jack? Why?"

Olin's inquiry got the answer: a huge oil painting hung on the wall: Annan and Evelin hugging each other on a broken staircase surging with rats, and a huge number of people from the imperial capital gathered outside the theater.

No wonder Annan was surprised that she didn't know.

"Is this your opera? Don't look at me like that. I had just returned from hunting with them when I met you."

"Have you ever heard of magic images?"

…

"Ruth...promise me..."

"I don't...I can't..."

"You promised me... that you would travel around the world, feel freedom and beauty, have one or more children..."

"This is really... so touching..." The ancestor wiped the wet corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, "These damn rat people..."

Her withered hand stretched out again... Thousands of miles away from Montreal in the northern snowfields, the elite rat tide that was marching in the snow suddenly raised its head——

Like sparks splashing from the god's iron felt, above the red clouds, a shower of meteors and fire fell towards the tide of rats on the snowy field.