A strange world

Chapter 791 Section 22. The coming rainy period

"He has a problem. How can an ordinary person run so far?" Blom looked at the woods where the man disappeared.

"His identity is not important." Annan didn't care. "What I care about is the news he revealed... Did the ratmen from the north come so quickly?"

Annan was about to investigate, but was stopped by Blom: "No, if the rat people are really all over the mountains and plains, they must have wizards."

Like the psykers Annan encountered long ago, the Skaven use a completely different energy than magic - fel energy. It represents a curse and weakening that even the Archmage can hardly lift.

It is said that the great horned rat is reflected in the divine curse of our ancestors.

"I'm just observing from a distance..."

But Blom was determined - he promised Olmedo not to let Annan get involved.

Annan had no choice but to ask the dragon-taming boy Elder and the painter to go to the north and draw the situation there from a distance.

Two white dragons rose into the sky and headed to the north.

The two scattered legions followed one after another. Annan asked them to prepare a fire for cooking.

Looking at the fertile grassland, the gentle warm wind blows, causing undulating ripples.

But soon, this beautiful scenery will cease with the arrival of the Rat Men... until the Rat Men are stopped outside the Great Wall in the North and completely annihilated.

"The sky is going to change." Blom said suddenly next to him.

Annan turned around: "Why do you say that?"

"wind direction."

Blom put down his raised hand: "There is a proverb in the north, the north wind blows in the winter, and the south storm comes."

Annan turned around and saw that the spectacle-like Great Wall of the North was no longer visible, but he could not see the dark clouds either.

But Blom must be right. There are still a few days until August, which is the rainy season in the north.

"It shouldn't change during the hunting season..." Annan frowned slightly.

"Who knows."

Drizzle is okay, but if it rains heavily or even storms... Although the ratmen will be dizzy in the heavy rain and may lose their numbers, the magic musket is no different from a fire stick if it gets wet.

Overall, they are at a greater disadvantage.

At this time, the soldiers arriving one after another came over with a familiar figure.

"We caught this man. He ran away as soon as he saw us. He also brought a jar of gems and wanted to bribe us!" The centurion held the jar in one hand and the man in the other.

"This is my wife's relic!" The man was still arguing.

Annan looked at him calmly: "You lied to me."

The man wanted to quibble, but when he came into contact with Annan's clear, dark eyes, he suddenly felt guilty.

"I won't ask you where these things came from. Please tell us in detail about the situation in the north."

Since the rainy season is approaching, Annan has to prepare in advance.

"I... I've told you everything I know." The man hesitated, unable to tell the truth.

"You can be let go if you say it, but if you don't you can only be locked up in the dungeon by us." Blom stared at him.

Annan said patiently: "Is this related to your jar of gems? Don't worry, I won't take your stuff away. We are the Chinese-European Allied Forces, here to resist the McKean clan. We just want to know what's going on with the rat people." "

A man is not a fool to believe what others say, especially when the person speaking is a noble... But when Annan, a young nobleman, said this, he couldn't help but think, "Maybe he didn't lie to me. I have been caught. No matter how bad he is, How bad can it be?”

"I don't know if it's a McKeon rat, but there are a lot of them..."

"How did you escape?"

"I was on another mountain and they didn't see me."

"Besides the Rat Man, what else is there?" Blom suddenly interrupted, "Have you seen the banner, the altar and the giant Rat Man?"

The man meditated carefully for a while and shook his head: "It seems not..."

Blom breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not the main force of the rat people, at most it's the vanguard or the mixed rat tide."

Annan nodded and said to the man: "My vanguard has already gone to investigate. If what you said is true, I will let you go."

The man grimaced: "Do I have any other choice?"

Ask the centurion to bring the jar.

Blom said: "Are you really going to let him go?"

"He's not a rat spy."

"I mean, you didn't take the gem away and continued to ask him if he still had it."

"Blom, you have misunderstood me deeply. I am not a robber." Annan explained seriously.

Blom laughed a few times: "Haha, an honest lord can't turn Liberty City into what it is now."

Opening the jar, Annan frowned at the ashes mixed with weeds and soil.

"It's not really ashes, is it?" He looked at the man suspiciously.

"It's just the ashes of the bonfire..." The man's heart was bleeding, and he barely maintained a smile as he watched Annan pour out the gems and pick them up.

The texture of these gems is like peridot, wiped away from the ashes, pure and bright.

After all, the best gemstone origin is in the north.

Annan picked out a ruby ​​and sapphire. The man could only watch and comfort himself, at least he only took two away...

"I want these two. How much do they cost?" Annan raised his head and said.

The man was slightly stunned and said cautiously: "If you like it, I will give it to you..."

"No need, I just want two gems to give to my friends."

The man's voice suddenly became louder: "I'm serious, I'll take it as a reward for saving us!"

"Then I will accept it as a return gift..." Annan pondered for a moment and opened the portal to Liberty City: "This leads to Liberty City, and you can go back to Middle-earth directly."

"Liberty City..." The man hesitated.

"never heard of that?"

"Um……"

"Where's Sltovis?"

The man nodded.

"Villefranche is much closer to Sltoves than here is to Mount Montreal."

The man thought that Annan could snatch away his belongings at any time, so there was no need to trick him into getting in. He picked up the jar containing the gems and entered the portal in a daze.

"Lord Annan, this is..." the guard guarding the anchor asked.

"The people I rescue in the wild can be treated as rich tourists." Annan emphasized the emphasis on "rich".

"Okay, Lord Annan."

Annan thought that the rich man would send it back by himself. It’s up to you whether you can empty his pockets...

The smoke rose. All the Hellfire Legion had returned, most of the Fourth Legion had returned, and the remaining scouts were still out harvesting two, two, or three ratmen.

When they were about to set off, two white dragons appeared on the horizon and landed in the open space.

"How about it?"

People gathered around, and Annan asked the dragon-taming boy Elder... I don't know whether he was blown by the wind or frightened, but his face was frighteningly pale.

"So many Skaven..." he said.

Annan looked at the drawing board man again. It trembled and described several rat men on the drawing board.

The screen zooms out to reveal a group of rat men. The screen zoomed out further, and densely packed rat-men were marching. The scene reaches the end, and in the depths of the rolling mountains, the endless swarms of rats are like black waves.

Annan's expression gradually became serious.

He suddenly realized that the empire's first phase of "hunting" did not refer to these wandering ratmen... but them.