A strange world

Chapter 553 Section 210. New Joint Expeditionary Force

"Drink some more...ah...drink some more..."

The drunkard drunkenly held up his empty wine glass and rested his head on the wine table.

The young man accompanied him, silently collecting information around him. At some point, he saw a scantily clad succubus coming down the stairs.

As soon as the young man thought "there is a succubus" in his head, he saw a group of stout professionals crowding past, holding up their money bags to grab the opportunity to have sex, and stepped up the steps amidst the proud laughter of the strong men and the chuckle of the succubi. .

It seems that there is an endless stream of succubi customers, but aren't they afraid of death...?

No one answered the young man's doubts, and he didn't want to attract too much attention, because the people around him seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and even envious of it.

Three minutes later, the succubus and the strong man with light steps came back from the second floor. He returned to his seat amidst the laughter of his companions, and the succubus also led another guest upstairs. .

He is still alive, and he has not been drained.

Everything here is weird.

The young man subconsciously touched his money bag.

"Hey...good brother, give me another glass of rye with ice."

"You can't drink any more."

The young man could see that the drunkard was about to become a drunkard: "Too much rye is bad for your head."

"Well...that sweet wine with ice!"

"Sweet wine is bad for you."

"Yingwei wine with ice..."

"You want to wake up and sleep on the street?"

"This shit called ice is so dangerous..." The drunkard muttered, "Then I won't add any ice."

"...I'll go out for a walk."

The young man gave up on accompanying the drunkard, left his seat, opened the door of the tavern, and found a white cat sitting by the door. After he opened the door, he got into the tavern.

The young man who was almost familiar with the weirdness of Liberty City looked back a few times, left the coastal street, and walked towards the crystal lair looming in the distance.

He seems to be a curious person who attracts attention to every movement. Passing by the theater, there was a dull sound coming from the theater, and there were still many people lined up outside.

There are three posters several meters high hanging on the outer wall of the theater. The first one shows a pair of young lovers embracing each other while standing on the mage tower under the sunset. The second one shows a vicissitudes of life middle-aged man sitting on the high wall of the prison. Looking up at the birds in the distance, the third picture shows a young man standing in front of a full-length mirror.

Several workers are standing on scaffolding to raise the fourth panel: a boy leaning against a tree at dusk.

They have their respective names written at the bottom: "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower", "Betal's Redemption", "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", and "Dream Princess".

The young man who has been famous for a long time and been tortured by imitators, but has never had the chance to see the first magic image, came to the ticket office and asked: "Is this the birthplace of magic images?"

"Of course...! Do you want to see it?" The young conductor could not recognize the southern accent, but it did not prevent her from recognizing the young man as an outsider.

"I want to buy a ticket." The young man pointed to a poster.

Two hours later, the young man came out of the theater and came to the box office: "I want to buy another ticket."

Three hours later, the young man came out of the theater. There is no curfew in Liberty City, but the conductor is a different person: "I need to buy another ticket."

Two hours later, as night fell, young people came out of the theater and pointed to the newly hung posters today.

"I want the last ticket."

"That's Magic Video from New World Pictures, it's not released yet."

The young man who still had something to say felt regretful and looked back at the street.

Liberty City is still lively late at night, at least in the commercial streets and coastal streets. Liberty City extravagantly placed magic street lights on the streets, reflecting the starry merchant ships on the bay.

The young man thought of business, but also of the succubus.

I don’t know enough about Liberty City yet, so I’ll go to the tavern to inquire... just for a moment.

…

The dean followed Annan to the garden to greet the ancestors.

"Oh, my Lily."

Lily was received with the kindness of the ancestors. As for Silly Cat... he was being held by Annan at the moment, with his head buried in his arms.

In the distance, the slender and fit Oulin is coming.

"Long time no see, sister Oulin~"

Oulin's pretended to be indifferent face changed in an instant, and it was no longer possible to maintain her coldness: "Your soldiers... are not bad."

Three teams of musketeers gathered outside the manor. Olin could not see the strength of a group of people who were not even professionals for the time being, but she saw the belief and morale of these soldiers.

It was something stacked up from countless victories and kills.

"The newspaper said that you formed an expeditionary force?" Olin asked him.

Annan told Ou Lin and his ancestors about his plan.

"Just to save people?"

"She helped me back then." Annan said seriously.

The ancestor looked at Shamao: "Will he go with you?"

Annan thought the ancestor was talking about the dean: "Well, Mr. Swaro will also protect me."

"I can rest assured that."

Annan came to the manor for one more thing - he hoped that his ancestors could send them to the town on the edge of the Zorn Tut Grand Canyon.

The epic mage can go wherever he wants, and the legendary mage can go wherever he wants. The ancestor agreed, but Oulin suggested that he be slower, at least within the empire.

"Why?"

"The United Expeditionary Force failed, which made many people unwilling to accept it. Your team will attract many people to join."

"But I don't have that much time... I have to get to the old capital as soon as possible."

The purpose of Liberty City's expedition was to save people... No matter how many people were involved in the expedition, Princess Sayles' death in the dungeon would be a complete failure.

"There is another way, ancestor..." Ou Lin pleaded.

"Just do whatever you want to do." The ancestor smiled as he stroked the snoring Lily.

After getting permission from her ancestors, Oulin said sternly: "Tell me your itinerary, and I will have it appear in the "Empire" and let the soldiers wait for you along the way."

Doing so will undoubtedly transform Annan's expeditionary force from a "little fight" to a "massive one", and gaining fame is one of the purposes of this expeditionary force.

"good."

…

From an aristocratic perspective, Annan and Oulin were using each other.

From a simple perspective, there is a sincere friendship between the golden families of Annan and Oulin.

This week's edition of the Empire was spread across the Montreal Mountains to every thread of the Empire, as were the routes of the Liberty City Expedition and Annan with hundreds of thousands of newspapers.

Most people had no hope of a second expedition. Even the joint expeditionary force hosted by the Empire failed. What can the Free City, which is still just a baby, do?

Doubts and ridicules abound, but there are also voices of support.

There are also some nobles and lords who are deep in thought. Just after the United Expeditionary Force failed and returned to the border, the Liberty City Expeditionary Force appeared and was published in the "Empire"... Does this imply something?

At the time of the heated debate in the Empire, Annan, his Musketeers, and Orin's lieutenants came to the northern province of the Tatooine Empire.