A strange world

Chapter 658 Chapter 55. Pretending to resist weirdness

"So can you 'play' Skeletor for a bit?"

It took Annan more than ten minutes to tell the story. Annan told the Skeleton King his plan to pretend to be the queen's knight and contact the southern countries.

"I need to prepare."

Skeleton King said, stepping into the depths of the tomb.

Annan's attention returned to the weird ones, who were talking about the rockfall spell used when the Skeleton King was rescued.

"Is that a legend?"

"I think he's a demigod..."

"Maybe it's the God of Death!"

The weirdos' guesses are getting more and more outrageous, and they seem to be enjoying it - the stronger the Skeleton King is, the more it means Annan didn't lie to them.

The footsteps of the Skeleton King came back, Annan looked back and saw it walking out of the shadows - behind the tall skeleton was a red cloak inlaid with dazzling gems, and its thick joints held a pure ruby ​​scepter inlaid with fist-sized stones, like a A king of a commercial country.

Ilimoyas must not be allowed to see the Skeleton King... Annan thought that even he couldn't help but want to pounce on these gems.

"Let's go" Skeleton King asked after changing his clothes.

"Now? But it's dark outside..."

"It doesn't matter."

The Skeleton King seemed to be looking for the feeling of being alive, and whispered majestically: "This is in line with the majesty of a 'Lord of Death'."

Annan represents the princess, so it would be inappropriate for the weirdos to follow her. They stayed in the tomb, and Annan and the Skeleton King came to the surface.

The royal staff held by the Skeleton King tapped the ground. Under the cold moonlight, the soil in front of him broke open, and countless tall skeletons emerged from the ground. It continued to wave its staff, condensing soul fire in the eyes of the quiet skeletons crawling out of the ground.

A team of skeleton knights, a bone carriage made entirely of bones.

A tall knight, nearly two meters tall, came to the carriage, pulled out his long sword as a step, and signaled Annan to get into the carriage.

"Thanks."

Annan stepped on the sword and got on the carriage, and then the Skeleton King got in.

The skeleton knight closed the bone door and returned to the front to lead the team - this honor guard composed of undead rushed to the camps of the southern countries under the cover of night.

Hopefully the humans out there won't be scared.

"Do you understand them?" Skeleton King whispered at this time.

Annan knew it was asking those weird questions: "Of course, we lived together for several days."

"I mean, do you know their rituals?"

"ceremony?"

"Just a weird way to kill people."

"I don't know...but I can probably guess."

When the headless werewolf was caught, these guys were the fastest. The Sketchpad Man relies on painting, the Slug grows in size, the Slender Dancing Shadow controls, the personification of humans appears, the Invisible Man becomes invisible...

"What do you want them to do?"

Annan thought about it: "I haven't thought about it yet...but I should let the candle head watch the night, the painter selling paintings on the street, and the lanky dancing shadow performing arts on the street."

The Skeleton King was surprised: "You want them to live a normal life?"

"Isn't that bold?"

"Yes...their power is incompatible with ours..."

"So after rescuing the princess, I hope you can help me find a way to keep them alive..."

"Is it worth it?"

"I can be friends with you, why can't I be friends with them?"

"What a novel idea..." Skeleton King said with approval.

Mages love the unknown, and now Annan is doing just that.

Annan wanted to say something else, but the Skeleton King looked up and looked outside: "We're here."

There is a fire burning on the wooden wall of the southern countries, which not only illuminates the surroundings, but also dispels the strangeness that does not like the light and heat.

Annan jumped off the skeleton carriage that fit the Tatooine aesthetic, stood in front of the wooden wall and called to the guards.

"I am the Queen's Knight, and I have brought you the Queen's commission!"

Not long after, several heads poked out from the edge of the fire, seeming to be debating whether to respond to Annan...

"Please allow me to introduce to you...the king of the kingdom of the dead, Skeleton King Leonefah."

Annan moved out the big man behind him, the Skeleton King, and stepped out of the skeleton carriage. The skeleton knights guarded the tall pale skeleton and moved forward slowly.

The guard could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. After a while, the door opened, and a mage in noble attire hurried out and invited Leoneffa into the camp.

A banquet was being held in the big room in the center of the camp... It was true that wherever there were nobles, there would be banquets.

The southern countries are no strangers to the Skeleton King, and the "smartest existence" was spread by them.

At first they thought Annan was a student or servant of Leoneffa and ignored him. It was Leoneffa who took the initiative to retreat behind Annan and introduced him as the princess's knight. Only then did everyone know that he was the protagonist tonight.

"On the orders of the princess, I seek help from all the southern countries." Annan, who had been stared at by the ladies since he came in, raised his head slightly and informed them of his request to clean up the Swan Lake.

The big shots who were qualified to talk to the Skeleton King hesitated: "We need to discuss it..."

But based on Annan's understanding of the nobility, this was no different than rejection.

"This is very important, everyone. The princess... lost something very important in Swan Lake."

They frowned and said they would give him an answer after dawn, and then arranged a room for Annan - a wooden house in the core of the camp.

Annan had to stay one night and returned to the cabin with the Skeleton King.

"How's the strength here?" Annan asked it.

"Three epics, twelve masters..."

Not legendary, but pretty good...

Knock knock knock——

There was a knock on the door, and Annan opened the door. It was the epic mage from the previous banquet. He's looking for Skeleton King... They seem to be old acquaintances.

"I'll go outside for a while."

Annan came out of the wooden house without interrupting their reminiscence.

He met a girl outside the wooden house who was also looking at the stars and waiting.

"Are you really the princess's knight?" She glanced at Annan and asked familiarly.

It should be the descendant of the epic who entered.

"Is there anyone else using the Ring of Lost City to cheat?"

"But I haven't seen you."

It seems she has been to the palace...

Annan was still thinking about what excuse to use to deceive him, and the girl suddenly said: "I know that there is always a knight guarding the princess secretly. Are you..."

Without Colette's torture, Annan would have admitted it, but now he could only say in a deliberately low voice: "I didn't say anything, you don't know anything."

"I understand...I understand..." the girl understood, and then exuded a feeling of "the princess is hiding such a good man".

The nobles in the South have never been very reserved...

"But I advise you not to get your hopes up. Those adults won't agree to it."

"Why?"

The girl looked at Annan, as if he had asked a stupid question: "Who would go in the Wenwen City if it is so dangerous?"

"Then what are you still doing here, fending off weirdness?"

"No, to make people believe we're fending off weirdness."