A strange world

Chapter 803 Section 34. Transaction

Annan stood up and walked to the door to prepare another roast lamb.

"I can eat...alive..." Jerry said.

"Maria wouldn't eat like this."

When Maria's name was mentioned, Jerry became more honest: "Okay... human thing..."

"You can call me by my name, Annan."

"Okay, Annan... stuff..."

Annan didn't correct him anymore and sat back on the chair: "Let's talk about some serious business. Why do you get together with the McKeon rat?"

"We...protect...the gray furry rats..."

"Grey-furred rat?"

"They... release... divine power."

Annan pieced together the answer: the gray-haired rat was the Rat Priest. Jerry followed the Champion Rat Team to protect the Rat Priest, but Black Watch took the opportunity to break through the protection. Jerry and some Champion Rats escaped.

Is the Skaven Priest captured by Blackwatch Grayfur?

Annan didn't pay attention. He thought all rat men were black and brown.

"What does the McKeon clan want to do by mobilizing the Rat's Nest?"

Black Watch should have pried out the truth from the Gray Rat Priest, but that didn't stop Annan from asking again.

The answer is similar to what Annan thought: the McKean clan, which easily annexed the western part of the North, was fed up with the cold winter in the North and the savagery of the demons, and wanted to get involved in Middle-earth.

But the rat people are greedy and cunning, and without enough benefits, it is difficult to drive them to act in unison.

What drove the McKean clan south this time was... the Oracle of the Horned Rat.

"Are you sure you haven't been deceived? The gods have been missing for three years."

"It was... said by the white-haired rat prophet McKeon...!"

Annan asked him: "Do you believe in the prophet or in me?"

Jerry looked at Annan, his eyes almost saying: Why bother asking?

"Put it another way...do you believe in the McKeon clan, or do you believe in your sister?"

"elder sister……"

"You are a member of the Stuen clan, not the McKeon clan. They can not tell you the truth. Sister You believes in me, and you can trust me, so I cannot not tell the truth to you."

Jerry was stunned by Annan's words, and started to think along Annan's words.

Annan therefore confirmed two things: the Horned Rat is indeed like the gods and no longer affects believers; and McKean's gathering of clans this time is most likely to encroach on the northern territory too easily, making them greedy as they shouldn't be.

"Are you planning to go back next?"

"Annan thing...let me go back?"

"Now you are my guest, you are free, of course you can go back." Annan said gently.

He vaguely felt that Jerry was not as honest as he appeared. But it doesn't matter, as long as he is indeed Maria's brother, then I can trust him.

"But something happened to the rat priest you were protecting, won't you be punished if you go back like this?"

"I'm...Stuen Rat, here to help...McKan Rat, they...can't."

"That's good. But I need your help when you get back. I want rat ears, lots of ears."

"I can give you... thousands of them."

"Not enough." Annan shook his head and pointed out the window and said, "I hope the rat ears can pile up into mountains."

"Can't do it..." Jerry shook his head.

"Do you need food?"

After a moment of thought, Annan raised his head and said, "I have...more than three hundred thousand rat-men corpses...amount of food...well, just rat corpses, not rotten yet. Do you think you can bring this food to the rat-men in the north?" , how many mouse ears can be exchanged for?"

Selling corpses as food will lead to a decline in morality. The gods will cover their noses, and the necromancers will give a thumbs up and say I am not bad for you, but it is just right for the rat people.

"No...less than...300,000."

"A rat corpse can only replace one ear?" Annan looked at Jerry, who accidentally revealed part of his true nature, "Jerry, you know, I am your sister's only friend, and I also regard you as my brother... Do you also ask for kickbacks when you do things for your sister?”

When Annan didn't get an answer from Jerry, he couldn't help but have an idea: It would.

After all, Jerry is different from Maria. She was sent to live in human society as a spy. Jerry, who has been living in the clan, has inevitably been contaminated by many bad habits of the rat people.

"I want the mouse ears to be of great use... let's do this, you try your best to help me collect the mouse ears, and I will help you..." Annan suddenly had an idea, "Do you want to be the captain of the Champion Rat Team?"

Jerry's notched ears twitched.

"Annan thing... help me?"

"I want to give it a try."

Even if it doesn't work, there is no loss.

Faced with the temptation of improving his status, Jerry did not refuse and agreed to deliver the mouse ears before tonight.

"What are you going to do?"

"There are still a lot of Skaven in the north."

There is no problem with the plan. Jerry is a champion rat. As long as he wants to, it is not difficult to gather another wave of rats, let alone bring food back.

The only problem is how to get him to take away the 300,000 corpses.

Annan thought for a while, opened the portal and brought a magic bag from Liberty City to Jerry: "You take it and use it first."

The magic bag is not as portable as the magic ring, but the advantage is that it has more space and can be used by non-spellcasters.

After returning the armor and cloak to Jerry, Annan sent him to the camp as promised, and at the same time asked Elder to take the white dragon to the north to serve as an anchor point.

"Should we ask the mage to release a common language proficiency to it?" Blom suggested.

"Forget it, he has to return to the clan, and speaking fluently will arouse suspicion."

Before long, Jerry cleaned up all the rat carcasses, even the minced meat mixed with wet mud. Annan opened the anchor point in the mountains to the north of the woodland and sent Jerry back.

After doing this, Annan used the cleaning technique to clean up the "rat smell" on his body and went to the Black Watch station next door.

The guards took him directly to the army commander's office. In addition to the legion commander and the Albek Archmage, there were two guys whom Annan knew but whose names he didn't know.

The warriors all have strong bodies, and even the Archmage of Albek has a rare tall figure, so that Annan seems to be standing in front of four birch trees.

"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, have you finished interrogating the Gray Rat Priest?"

"What do you want to know?"

“Do you still have any use for that gray-haired rat priest?

"what you up to?"

Annan blinked and said nothing.

The legion commander said solemnly: "Everyone here is loyal to the empire."

Annan said frankly: "I planted a spy in the McKeon clan. I want the spy to perform meritorious service and gain status so that he can more easily know the activities of the McKeon clan."

The legion commander turned his head and looked at Archmage Albek. Archmage Albek nodded: "It's a good idea. We can hand over the rat priest to you, but its condition is not very good."

"It's okay, as long as it's a priest, even a dead one is fine."

Before leaving, Annan thought of something and asked tentatively: "Is it really just mouse ears?"

The big room suddenly became filled with joy, and the legion commander laughed roughly: "Hahaha... of course. As long as you can get five million mouse ears, the number one spot in the hunt will be yours."