A strange world

Chapter 675 Chapter 72. The real Colette

"Maybe it was in a dream."

Annan hid his emotions. Colette is a smart girl... In "January 17th in Valencia", she was second only to Reiner when she figured out her identity.

Speaking of Reiner…

"This way of picking up a conversation is outdated." A girl who looked somewhat similar to Colette appeared from the side.

Rosella is there too.

Annan's surprise was caught by her, and she said softly: "Do you know me?"

"You are all in a dream."

This kind of flirtatious remark makes people feel offensive, but if the person speaking is a beautiful boy who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, no one will be offended.

"Black hair...whose family do you belong to?" Rosella asked curiously.

"He is the princess's knight..." The deputy city lord came out of the hall and stood next to Annan, "Miss Colette, he has some relationship with your father..."

"What do you think his relationship with my father is?"

The deputy city lord seemed to know Colette, and he spoke in a tone as if he was treating a junior: "He was the one who brought the news of your father's death..."

"I'm Annan." Annan said helplessly.

Colette was lost for a moment, then regained her composure and said, "I am Colette..."

Annan suddenly felt regretful... Colette had changed. Her firmness and confidence three years ago had disappeared, replaced by silence and hesitation.

Like a traveler who has lost his way.

"I know you...the Archbishop of Valencia told me about you before he passed away." Annan, who found that he couldn't hide from Colette, had to say deliberately.

"Told me?" Colette came to life for a moment.

"He said...if you see Colette, tell her I'm proud of her..."

"That's not what he said, is it?"

"...No, that's what he said."

Annan had played Valencia on January 17th, so he was Colette's father, and what he said was what her father said.

Annan raised his head and said seriously: "He also said that the most regretful thing was that he did not say sorry to Lily at the end, because he never fulfilled his father's responsibility. He had a dream about three years ago - "

"On my birthday?" Colette suddenly interrupted him.

It was Annan who was stunned: "How do you know?"

"Because...I had the same dream."

Annan's expression gradually became strange. The dream he mentioned was made up by himself... So what was the dream Colette mentioned?

It must be Valencia…

Incredibly, Valencia actually brought his power into reality.

"That's really... a coincidence." Annan lowered his eyes slightly, covering up his bad side of lying, "Anyway, he dreamed about having a big fight with you that day, and then regretted it. He cared too little about you, leaving you without Growing up in the care of a father like other daughters..."

"Well..." Rosella made a deliberate sound.

Annan, who realized that what he said was a bit disgusting, stopped and said, "What's wrong?"

"You sound like an uncle."

"I'm just stating the Archbishop's last words..."

Why didn't I notice that Rosella's observations were so keen...

"...I brought the archbishop's last words, and now I'm going to carry out the mission of the princess."

Colette nodded lightly: "Thank you, I will visit."

Annan thought for a moment: "Please inform me of the Archbishop of Valencia's funeral."

Then he saw Rosella winking at him and pulled Colette into the city lord's palace.

"Did I say something wrong?" Annan turned around and asked the deputy city lord.

"Miss Colette actually loves her father very much. She needs some time to calm down." The deputy city lord said.

Annan nodded and remembered something: "I remember there is a student with the Archbishop of Valencia?"

"Are you talking about Reiner? He set off to Lost City after getting the news."

As expected of a good student of Valencia... He cared for Reiner far better than his daughter.

I just wonder if Reiner will have the same dream? Probably not... It wouldn't be a good experience to arrest your teacher over and over again, and even get beaten up by your own teacher...

Annan returned to the warehouse, and the night he stayed in the attic reminded him of the day he first arrived in Breeze City.

He missed Spider-Man.

The princess was with Annan. She was lying on the single bed next to her, her curved outline outlined by the thin quilt. The current princess is like a child who cannot leave the person who takes care of her.

Lying on his bed, holding his arms, this kind of comfort made Annan want to fall asleep, but the devil king was most likely waiting for him to fall asleep.

He sat up again, placed the potted plant with the leaves of the world tree and the branches of the other world on the windowsill, and then began to meditate after a long absence.

The slowly rotating magic vortex is still far away from promotion. If there are no accidents, it will take at least several months... I don't know if I can fully release the innate spells after becoming a sixth-level warlock.

The night passes quietly...

Klein stood outside the door like a cold sculpture.

The fake princess stood by the window, watching a phantom disappear into the night sky.

Colette was sitting on the bed. Rosella was sleeping next to her, and she was holding a portrait in a daze.

The banquet in the noble manor was in full swing, guards patrolled outside the slums where screams were heard, and the shaking drunkard knocked open the door of the tavern...

The residents of Huadu gradually fell asleep with the anticipation of the approaching celebration.

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The Queen's execution was very fast. In other words, as a distinguished guest with a higher status than the Lord of Huadu City, any of her needs will be passed through without any hindrance.

Want a theater? It doesn't matter. The theater Annan was talking about was transferred to him. And then sold him a grand theater owned by the city lord's palace at a low price.

The deputy city lord originally wanted to give it away for free, along with tax deductions, but Annan refused - they were not short of these, and normal tax payments would not cause trouble.

They didn't know the money-making power of magical images, Annan did.

Annan went to see the Grand Theatre. Its location and beauty were not comparable to the Moonlight Opera House on the Montréal Mountains, but it was better in size. The theater could hold roughly two to three thousand people.

Annan asked Mrs. Solow to send people to remove the stage decorations, and then transferred officials from Liberty City to manage the theater.

Olmedo sent Joseph, the former supply officer of Breeze City. As an overseas industry in Liberty City, the theater also needed to allocate supplies.

"Lord City Lord, should we invite the local nobles to hold a trial screening?" Joseph asked.

"No need to go to such trouble, I will invite the princess over on the day of the premiere."

Then Annan invited Itilia to come to Huadu.

He pushed Itilia onto the street, and some passers-by looked at her - mainly curious about the wheelchair.

"I want to take you out to relax."

"Is that just this?" Itilia smiled.

"One more thing... the princess only gets close to me. I want you to stay with her. Once you get close, she can follow you back to Liberty City."