A strange world

Chapter 428 Chapter 86. Ancestor’s gift

A dirty brown cloak, old gray short boots, and a patched linen coat, these attires formed a messy and down-and-out young man.

After receiving the sigh of "resemblance, resemblance" from her ancestors, Annan held Lily in his arms and sat in front of the fountain in the front yard of the manor, waiting for Olin to return home.

When he was about to fall asleep with his blanket on his back, the faint sound of horse hooves came from the darkness outside the manor.

Annan put Lily down and let her go back with the blanket.

When Olin and the guards entered the manor, the first thing they saw was the figure standing by the fountain.

What Annan saw out of the corner of his eye was exactly what he imagined. Ou Lin was stunned.

"You guys stand down."

Ou Linping retreated from the guard and dismounted.

choke--

She drew her sword and stepped towards the figure.

"I won't tell you that my ancestors asked me to do this!" Annan, who caught a glimpse of this scene, confessed without thinking.

Orin stopped.

"Ancestor?"

"Otherwise, how could I know such a secret..." Annan muttered about the failed surprise prepared for Ou Lin, "The ancestors also said that you want to see this scene again in your dreams. So is this dream a nightmare?"

Ou Lin silently put away her sword and walked towards the back garden. Annan followed and watched Oulin sitting on the bench in the garden.

The brightly lit imperial capital stands in the distance.

"He died in the bottom nest to save me..." Annan stood behind Ou Lin, listening to her talk to herself about the past.

There's nothing complicated about her story. Olin once had a cousin whom she had lived with since childhood. He determined to become a knight and protect the country and people. Then when he was a teenager, he and Oulin accidentally entered the nest, and sacrificed themselves to save Oulin.

Just like Jack and Rose.

"He told me not to take revenge at the end. He said that these are not the fault of the people in the bottom nest. What is really wrong is us who condone the existence of the bottom nest... Killing is the most useless method... I remembered his words and became a A knight."

Therefore, Ou Lin will have a special closeness to Annan.

"Did you see him die with your own eyes?"

Annan believed there was a conspiracy behind the deaths of members of the Montreal family underground.

"Well...his bones are buried in the cemetery."

Ancestor and Annan thought that Ou Lin was not relieved yet, but in fact, the figure had long been blurred, and only obsession was left affecting her.

"What do you think of him?"

"Well, if I saw his grave, I would say, 'Here lies a noble man. He didn't end up becoming a knight to protect the country and the people, but at least he tried."

"If he had known, he would have said thank you to you...that would be the greatest compliment to him."

Orin stood up.

"Thank you for your gift. You are not him, and you cannot replace him..."

Her tone softened and she looked at Annan seriously: "You are you."

"It seems that the surprise for you failed." Annan reluctantly took off the clothes that cost him several silver coins.

"What gift have you prepared for our ancestors?"

"Not ready yet."

The wheelchair and glasses were given before, crutches? The ancestor had one, and Annan suspected that it was a staff.

Putting on the mage's robe, Annan waved back while Ou Lin was puzzled. A servant diligently handed over the oil painting with still wet paint: "Miss Olin, Master Annan, the painting is done."

The thin application of oil paint and the dark tone of the painting made it look lonely, but the bright majestic mountain and the two figures sitting together in front of the mountain dispelled this desolation.

The servant drew Annan's height realistically, and their back images were of the grown-up Olin and her younger brother.

"I named it, 'Olin and Her Brother in the Montreal Piedmont.'" Annan said.

"...It's really unpleasant." Orin still stretched out her hand.

As soon as he took the oil painting, Annan shouted in surprise: "I know what gift I want to give to my ancestors! But I need your help."

"I?"

…

In the next two days, Oulin followed Annan to do secret things and left the knights to the deputy leader.

The deputy leader of the Knights, who had never seen Olin ask for leave, joked when he came to visit that it was the champion warlock who asked the leader to take leave for the first time.

If only the deputy captain hadn't gritted his teeth and looked at Annan like he was a love rival.

"You like Orin?"

Annan suddenly revealed a certain truth. When the deputy leader panicked and denied it, Annan shook his head and said, "Give up, you and Ou Lin will not end well."

This made the deputy leader angry: "Why!"

"Olin is a woman..."

"What do you want to say?"

"You are also a woman..."

At this time, Oulin's shout came from upstairs: "Annan, do you think this dress is suitable?"

"I'll come right away!"

After turning around and saying, "I'm going to get busy first," Annan left behind the devastated deputy leader on the penultimate day of the New Year.

Thinking on the bright side, the deputy leader left his bad mood in the old year.

When he returned to the room, Annan was still saying, "The deputy captain seems to like you very much."

"After he left, I seemed to be the second him. Sissi was often bullied at that time, and I was the only one who protected her." Ou Lin, who put on a crimson mage robe, raised her head, "Is it like that?"

"Seeing you seems to take me back to the year 899 of the Saint Laurent calendar." Annan praised. Except for her eyes, there is no difference between Oulin and the oil painting of her ancestor when she was young.

"What about magic? I'm a mudblood." Orin asked, wearing a wizard's robe.

"This is simple."

Annan first came to the window and saw his ancestor taking a nap in the back garden. He released a low-level summoning spell and pulled Tina over.

Tina, whose hair was messy and seemed to be sleeping, said resentfully: "If you don't have a proper reason to use me as a summoned object——"

"This is Olin Montreal. We are now at the estate of the Montreal Gold Family." Annan introduced.

Tina instantly restrained all her uninhibitedness and showed a lady that Annan had never seen before.

"Tina is an illusionist, and the special effects of "The Fall of the Mage Tower" are her handiwork."

After the introduction, Annan started shooting intensively.

…

December 29, 999 in the Saint Laurent calendar.

After sending Tina back to Sirtoves, Annan and Olin came to their ancestors with fresh New Year's gifts.

Annan first hugged Lily back to prevent the excited "Fire Witch" from burning her fur, and then asked Oulin to open the magic stone:

A beautiful girl wearing a crimson magic robe floated in the air, confronting a terrifying black dragon.

The flames were like her incarnation, and as her thoughts surged, they overwhelmed the black dragon.

Her pupils reflected the black dragon rolling and burning in the flames. When the flames faded away, only a charred skeleton remained.

"I like this gift." The smiling ancestor held the magic stone as if he was holding his past self.

"Am I the last to receive a gift, little Annan?"

"That's right..."

Annan still felt a little regretful. Saint Laurent's calendar year 1000 is a special day, but he has many friends whom he cannot contact...

"Maybe my old bones can help you?" The ancestor blinked.