A strange world

Chapter 501 Section 158. Instigating rebellion

Xinghui City, Annan's favorable impression of this city stems from its similar name to Xingyue Bay, and his distasteful feeling stems from the fact that they withheld the box office after Mad Dog Archduke launched the war.

The 10% commercial tax paid by Magic Image simply cannot satisfy the appetite of the nobles. Two months, 5,000 gold coins... They hope to keep this business in their hands.

The Mad Dog Archduke's attack is an opportunity.

The nobles didn't mind adding insult to injury - and Annan didn't mind violent collection.

When Mr. Swaro appeared at the theater and carried the theater owner to the city lord's palace, the theater owner humbly said: "No matter how much compensation Annan gives you, we are willing to give you double."

Knowing that the theater owner had no say, Mr. Swaro looked at the city lord: "He gave me half of the proceeds from the magic image."

"...Give the money to Mr. Mage." The city lord said decisively.

Asking an epic mage to collect debts for him, the Mad Dog Archduke would most likely be unable to do anything to Annan... The city lord gave up his greed and took the initiative to open the treasure house and hand over 5,000 gold coins.

In the mood of "expecting someone to be as unlucky as himself", the city lord watched Mr. Swaro enter the portal.

…

The next morning Mr. Swaro delivered thirty-four thousand gold nuggets.

The originally deficit finance was instantly replenished, and with the addition of 400,000 gold coins two days later, Annan began to spend money.

Mage tower? Why stop? port? Built according to the largest port in the Tatooine Empire! Orichalcum? Take as much as you want! Why did the blacksmith shop stop? We have only a thousand musketeers now, but in a few months there will be two thousand, three thousand musketeers! There are also magic cannons. The future Great Wall of the North is expected to be sixty miles long. Is it too much to place a magic cannon every ten meters?

"It's not enough to spend 400,000 gold coins like this." Ingrid couldn't help but remind her as she saw that the newly normalized finances had returned to deficit.

"I told you that money is what circulates. Our wealth has not disappeared, it has just changed its way to accompany us."

Just as Ilimoyas and three young dragons were flying over the city lord's palace, Annan used them as an example: "Do you know why dragons, one of the strongest creatures in Allen's continent, are always in small numbers? Because of the greed for dragons. There are endless dragon-hunting teams for treasures. If the dragons exchange their wealth for magic books, strong castles, and dungeons full of traps, only a fool would trouble the dragons."

"How much is dragon skin and dragon blood worth? Why are you selling your life?"

Annan's sophistry did convince Ingrid. Looking at the bright side, her city lord is neither arrogant or extravagant nor dissolute. At most, he always likes to bring people to the Free City. All the money earned was spent on the city... A leader like Elf Calendar was enough to be put on the altar and hold up the divine fire.

Ingrid changed the topic and talked about the crazy blood of the Principality of Montaburlok.

Girardi was shocked when he knew that Annan knew about it. Frankly speaking, it was true. This kind of curse followed the Montabourlock family.

The Mad Dog Archduke was also suspected, but he publicly performed exorcisms and found nothing.

Girardi also said that there is usually only one or none of the mad bloods in a generation, and the demon king will never be so bored as to peek into the lives of the descendants of the Montabourlock family all day long...

probably not……

As a result, in the evening, an unexpected guest came to the city lord's mansion.

"Don't worry, I come with good intentions." The gray-robed mage said to Annan who took a deep breath.

"I know..." Annan, who said this, instantly activated two magic talismans and hid them behind the arriving Mr. Swaro and Dean Blehim. Pointing at the gray-robed mage, he shouted: "That's him!"

"I created an opportunity for you." The gray-robed mage said helplessly.

"Frank?"

Mr. Swaro, who was observing the gray-robed mage, suddenly said. The gray-robed mage was slightly startled: "Are you... Swaro?"

By coincidence, Mr. Schwaro and Frank traveled together when they were young.

"You went to the North to pursue knowledge, and I followed the footsteps of destiny... We are all the same." The gray-robed mage's emotions showed a slight fluctuation.

"It's different!" Annan raised his head, "Mr. Shivaro fought against the rat tide in the north until the last moment, and you and the Mad Dog Princess are in cahoots, and you want to frame an underage lord!"

"Princess?"

"I mean the Grand Duke..." Annan said, facing Mr. Swaro's disdainful gaze.

"I'm sorry for deceiving you, but in my prophecy... only you are immune to the backlash of the curse."

“Our future will change according to the prophecies.”

The gray-robed mage said that this was wrong. The prophecy was like dropping an anchor on the river of time and watching where it drifted.

"Anyway, I don't know how to use cursed crystals." The gray-robed mage is not Mr. Swaro, and Annan has no trust in him.

The gray-robed mage regretted that an excellent observation target did not cooperate: "The Grand Duke is planning to have Luo Lan attack you in the transaction two days later."

"Loran?"

"The Lord of Watchland."

"I know him..." Annan said thoughtfully, "Can you let me meet him?"

…

"I will never take refuge in you!"

At first, Lord Lorraine, who was forcibly captured by the gray-robed mage, resisted fiercely. Huge waves surged in his heart... The president of the Mage Association actually colluded with Annan!

"I know that you are loyal to the Principality of Montabourlock, but what if the true heir of the principality is with me?"

"……What?"

"Girardi, he is in Liberty City." Annan tilted his head and shouted out of the corridor: "Abby! Get Girardi from the tavern!"

Lord Lorraine was loyal to Mad Dog Archduke, but not very loyal. Seeing that the real Grand Duke and the president of the Mage Association were all on Annan's side, he fell into his final hesitation - because the time when he was captured by Annan was not pleasant.

"We have fought before... Luo Lan, you have watched Gem Bay change from a gravel beach to what it is now." Annan said in a gentle tone, like a friend, "And the actions of Mad Dog Archduke are getting more and more crazy... Do you want to choose a ship that is doomed to sink, or a floating city that is rising?"

"I want to think about it..."

"Mr. Dar Frank, he said he wanted to think about it." Annan looked at the gray-robed mage.

"To prevent leaks, I will erase his memory."

"Please wait! I...I promise to surrender to you." Under the threat of amnesia, Lord Lorraine finally saluted Girardi as a knight.

Girardi, whose face was still stuck with the note that he had lost too many times, was stunned. In any case, the real Grand Duke of the principality is finally no longer alone.

And this also means that Mad Dog Archduke’s side has become a sieve.

Annan began to look forward to the trading ceremony the day after tomorrow.

On the surface, it is a trap prepared by the Mad Dog Archduke for Annan, but in fact, it is a trap prepared by Annan for the trap prepared by the Mad Dog Archduke for himself.