A strange world

Chapter 785 Section 16. Foothills of Montreal

In the following time, the Fourth Army spent its time recruiting new recruits, training and actual combat.

It's not that Liberty City's recruitment is ineffective, it's just that the aliens can't catch up in a short time. And because some places are still enforcing alien orders, they have to avoid human towns.

So Annan asked theaters and commercial streets in various places to temporarily accept foreign races, and he was using portals to receive them.

The one-month period required by the empire is getting closer and closer, and the number of the Fourth Legion is getting closer and closer to 500.

On the last day, Annan said goodbye to everyone, leaving the Hellfire Legion and the Fourth Legion on standby in their respective camps, and took the Dean Blehim's Teleport Express alone with his luggage.

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Early morning clouds and mist fill the mountainside of Montreal Mountain.

Today is not the most beautiful time. If the weather is slightly better, when the morning comes, the Montreal Mountain will look like a sacred mountain under the morning light.

Annan and Dean Blehim appeared outside the Montreal manor.

The guard knew who Annan was and opened the door to let him in without even announcing the residence.

"Where's Sister Olin?"

Annan asked the old housekeeper who was driven out.

"She is resting, and the ancestor is in the garden."

"Then I'll go to the garden first. You can help me give this to her." Annan handed the gift for Olin to the housekeeper and came to the garden as if he were home.

The ancestor who was lying in the rocking chair looking at the Montreal Mountains in the drizzle raised his head and teased: "Have you finally remembered to come see me?"

Annan showed a shy smile: "I was working on the fifth magic image some time ago, and the empire just came to recruit me..."

"You agreed?"

Annan raised his chest and raised his head unconsciously: "It is everyone's responsibility to fight against the Ratmen and protect Middle-earth!"

The ancestor said nothing and continued to look at Annan with a smile.

Annan's face suddenly fell: "I don't want to come either... The total number of professionals in Liberty City is less than 300, but who asked the emperor to name me and ask me to come."

"Why don't you say no?"

"The Empire gave me the Champion Warlock and helped me so much. You even went to Liberty City to take charge... Although friendship does not ask for anything in return, always giving will sooner or later make the relationship disappear."

"Oh, my little Annan, you look so cute as a little adult." The ancestor covered his mouth and smiled.

"I'm already eighteen years old!"

Complaining Annan opened the wrapped gift, "I asked Bronzebeard to polish a pair of more refined glasses for you."

"It seems that little Annan is still thinking of me."

The ancestor held silver-rimmed glasses and looked kind. Annan couldn't help but think that appearance really seemed to influence people's behavior. If our ancestors were as beautiful as they were when they were young, they would never be what they are now...

A crisp sound of footsteps sounded from outside the garden.

Annan raised his head and saw Oulin arriving in thick leather boots and smart white lining.

"Long time no see." Annan greeted, "The last time we met was the last time..."

"you are late."

Olin, who was standing in front of Annan, didn't even smile for the gift's sake.

"Late? Isn't it today?"

"No one will come on time, let's go."

"I haven't eaten yet..."

Ou Lin said nothing and continued to stare at Annan - exactly like her ancestors.

"Okay." Annan had no choice but to follow the impatient Oulin and looked at his ancestor, "I'll go to Montreal Mountain first, and I'll come back to accompany you after I'm done."

"Okay~ Huh? Where is my Lily?"

Annan opened the portal again and brought Lily over. Then follow Orin into the royal carriage and head to Montreal Mountain.

"Do you have any inside information?" Annan asked Ou Lin.

"about what."

It seems there are more than just that, there are many.

"For example, when will we leave and what else should we do..."

"The departure time is a secret, only the emperor knows it. As for what to do..." Ou Lin, "The Great Wall in the North has been built, and you need to guard it."

"Is the Rat Man really coming?"

Ou Lin looked ahead: "I don't know if it's just a test or an attack, but the leading troops of the rat men have already gathered outside the Great Wall of the North."

"Only ratmen? What about demons?"

"They're everywhere."

Physically everywhere. You can't expect the devil to obey orders any more than you can expect Martin to hold back when he sees an apple pie.

Therefore, there may be a small-scale demon attack on the Great Wall of the North, but there will not be an army of demons.

"Isn't there any good news?"

Ou Lin thought seriously: "You are the only city lord on the list."

"Then I really appreciate His Majesty the Emperor's love..."

As they approached Mount Montreal, their carriage was suddenly stopped by a priest standing in the middle of the road.

He was wearing a white church robe, with a collar made of gold wire woven into the shape of an ear of wheat...

Bishop of the goddess of fertility?

Annan thought about the fertility messenger going to Liberty City and allowed Olin to contact him.

"Is Lord Annan in the car?"

Oulin didn't look back: "What do you want from him?"

"A group of my brothers and sisters disappeared on the outskirts of Liberty City. Do you know?" Bishop Rich's eyes fell on Annan.

For some unknown reason, that peaceful gaze made Annan feel dazzled.

"I don't know, they left after meeting me..."

Bishop Fertility did not bother anymore, stepped away from the road, and watched the royal carriage passing by.

"You did it?"

Orin asked when they were far enough away.

"Um."

"Why."

Annan talked about the blood sacrifice of the Messenger of Abundance in the north of the principality: "When a god who believes in justice no longer restrains his power, he has collapsed from justice to evil."

"Well done." Orin turned back, but the outline of the bishop could no longer be seen. "Don't worry, if the Church of Abundance dares to deal with you in Montreal Mountain, they will die ugly."

"Will you protect me?" Annan covered his chest.

"No." Ou Lin glanced at Annan. "You are on the list of coalition forces at the Great Northern Wall. If you are attacked on the Montreal Mountains, what dignity will the Empire have?"

Olin took Annan to a vast camp at the foot of the Montreal Mountains.

All the forces on the coalition list are temporarily stationed here.

They were greeted by officials from the Imperial Military Department. Compared with other forces who had a straight face, at least when facing Annan, he was just business-like.

"Where are your soldiers?"

"I need a clearing and permission to cast spells."

Officials led Annan and Olin to the camp prepared for Liberty City.

On the way, the nobles who learned of Annan's arrival gradually gathered.

They came to see the fun and the jokes.

Annan had a good reputation among the lower class, the upper class, and women, but he had a bad reputation among the general aristocracy. .

They are neither as innocent as the bottom, nor as smart as the top, nor are they only interested in looks like the women... They only think that Annan is a warlock who got lucky and got to the top by selling his body.

Moreover, the total number of participants in the war among the more than thirty countries and lords of this coalition was only 50,000... Annan's Free City accounted for one-tenth of the total.

They wanted to see what Annan was capable of.