A strange world

Chapter 525 Chapter 182. Old friend

Annan's newly designed "corset" was made by female workers in the textile factory. Trusting Annan's invention, they made hundreds of corsets, and that was where the problem arose - it was on the shelves, but sales were slow.

Itilia asked the maid Abby to bring back one piece, and she was comparing it in front of her when Annan came.

"How did you think of it?" asked the eldest sister.

Annan didn't say it was Belludonna's beautiful figure: "I saw many ladies at the banquet who were still beautiful. But no matter how hard they tried to maintain their appearance, they couldn't hide their deformed bodies..."

"So you kept staring at their bodies at the banquet?" Layla next to her said deliberately.

Annan was silent for a moment: "Sister, do you want Leila to try the effect of the waistband?"

"ah?"

A few minutes later, Layla walked in from the door with a blush on her cheeks.

In order to show the effect of the corset, Layla's bare shoulders and bra were forced to be exposed. After the waist was tightened, Leila's figure suddenly became straight and graceful.

Leila pushed away the head in front of her with a look of embarrassment: "Idiot brother... you are too close!"

"How is it?" Itilia asked her.

"It looks good, but I feel like I can't breathe..." Every time Layla took a breath, her waist was struggling like a dying effort.

"Is it because you are too fat?" Annan thought thoughtfully.

Leila threw the dress she held in her hand at Annan and ran out angrily.

"Your relationship seems to be pretty good." Itilia looked at Annan who had taken off the dress from his face.

"Laila is almost like Lily in my heart." Annan handed the dress to the maid Abby, whose cheeks were also rosy. "Lily always catches mice, and she always brings fish fry back."

Idilia chuckled: "The corset is very effective, but how do we let customers know its effect?"

"Let a succubus wear a corset and stand in front of the window?"

Just do it.

Annan hired a succubus and asked her to put on a corset and stand in the window for a day to see the effect.

Night falls. After meditating, Annan fell asleep with the expectation of "what new tricks the devil would do".

The good news is that there is no evil eye in deep space. The bad news is that Annan was kicked by a vague outline like a ball.

The pain was real and excruciating, but when Annan woke up from his dream dripping with sweat, all the pain disappeared and it didn't seem so unbearable.

After going into the bathroom to clean up, Annan came out and threw himself in Olmedo's office.

Annan wrote down the rules of the game that he perfected after waking up. Olmedo drew away naturally and scanned the crooked text that made her miss: "How did you think of it?"

"You will also think about it if you are kicked by the demon king all night." Annan yawned.

"Is it okay?" The note fell, revealing a pair of worried blue eyes.

"That demon king must be really bored. He set his sights on me after I killed his only spokesperson."

"The Demon Lord is a terrifying existence in the abyss...Don't speculate on it based on the rules of the main plane."

Olmedo was worried that Annan would despise it, or, in other words, want to be friends with it.

"I know."

"Are you going to put this kind of 'sport' in soldiers' training?" Olmedo could see at a glance the coordination and training that football requires.

"I do think so."

As for promoting it to the public... there is no need for it at the moment. What Liberty City is lacking now is jobs, and forced promotion will only quench thirst by causing a group of guys who are not engaged in production to appear in the city.

Thinking of this, Annan leaned on the table and added the details: let three musketeers and two reserves each form a ball game to compete with each other. The competition requires a venue, and Liberty City does not yet have a gladiatorial arena, so hundreds of jobs can be temporarily added.

After the arena is completed, it will also provide residents with daily viewing and entertainment.

"Why don't you write in your study?" Olmedo said helplessly as his time for dealing with government affairs was disrupted. Although Annan's idea is still good.

"I was writing in the study and how could you see me working so hard on Liberty City!" Annan said confidently.

After leaving Olmedo's office, Annan continued to sneak into Itilia's office next door and repeat his same trick.

Annan, who had created an image of a "dedicated city lord", came to the commercial street and saw many people surrounding the Succubus window.

"How do you sell this?" A passing mercenary asked, pointing at the succubus.

The waiter next to him introduced: "The basic model only costs 20 silver coins."

"Very cheap."

The mercenary said, throwing out 20 silver coins, and then got into the window to take away the succubus——

In the end, the mercenary did not take away the succubus, nor did he get back the 20 silver coins. They agreed to fight again tonight——

Annan looked at the sales and found that the clothing store made less money than the succubus was paid.

He made a mistake: only nobles and small aristocratic merchants who want to squeeze into the upper class have the need to girdle their waists, but neither of these two types of people are available in Free City.

Annan asked Tina to make several clay models, and sent them together with the corset to Diagon Alley in Syltovis through the portal. Now we can only sell it slowly, and then promote it through the third issue of "Voice of Freedom" in a few days.

As soon as he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, the parchment in his arms suddenly started to feel warm.

Annan remembered that Belludonna had not been assigned a position yet, but she did not come here for this reason: "There is an old friend who wants to see you..."

"who?"

"Mad Dog Archduke."

…

"You're not dead yet?"

Annan frowned and stared at the dead soul of Mad Dog Archduke, then suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Sister!"

Not long after, the maid Abby pushed Idilia in.

"I just wanted to show you that I have a sister."

Annan responded to Mad Dog Archduke's confused gaze, then tilted his head again and shouted: "Second sister!"

"The second lady is fishing in the bay..." the maid Abby said.

Annan opened the portal, pulled Leila back from the rocking boat, and continued to show off: "And I have two sisters."

The Mad Dog Archduke remained silent. At this time, Claire's transparent outline appeared next to him.

Annan let go of his hand in embarrassment, and it was the Mad Dog Archduke's turn to sneer: "Annan, I'll wait for you in hell."

"You shouldn't be able to wait for me."

Annan shook his head seriously: "I am an immortal. When I die, you have been tortured by the devil for hundreds of years. Because of my relationship with the devil, after death, I will eat well and drink hot food in hell, and the succubus will give me I beat my legs, the desire demon feeds me grapes, the demon helps me change my clothes, and occasionally I can run back to the main plane to cause trouble."

The Mad Dog Archduke remained silent.

Annan didn't want to let him go: "You crawled out of hell just to stare at me and say nothing?"

"I'm just here to warn you..."

"I don't need it." Annan interrupted Mad Dog Archduke, with a look of indifference on his face.

"From the moment you killed civilians, you and I have been mortal enemies."