A strange world

Chapter 816 Section 47. Battle Cry

While Jerry was being toyed with by the gray rat, Annan was carrying a basket and going out with Martin to buy firewood.

After three years of carefree growth, Martin has become a big... boy who has inherited the common dimensions of Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin.

There is a beard on the mouth that represents a man. The hairstyle is Aunt Susan’s usual style: a silly mushroom head.

The relationship with Annan has not changed from the simple view of Aunt Susan's family. Uncle Hollin is now the foreman of the workers, and Aunt Susan is the spiritual leader of a group of women, instead of transforming into a noble family that relied on Annan to rise.

The only problem is that Annan, who has not changed in three years, and Martin, who has grown taller, are almost like cousins...

Entering the firewood shop, the young clerk was stacking firewood in the corner with his back to them.

"I'll buy 10 pounds of oak," Martin said.

The young clerk didn't see Annan and said without looking back: "The price of oak firewood has increased. Now it's 10 copper coins for 3 pounds."

"How much did it cost yesterday?"

"Eight copper coins and three pounds."

Martin crossed his arms: "I bought yesterday's."

After a while, Martin and Annan returned home after spending 30 copper coins to buy 10 pounds.

Martin told Aunt Susan about the increase in wood prices in a loud voice.

"Really? Is that so, little Annan?" Aunt Susan didn't believe him.

"Well, the oak firewood did increase to 10 pounds, but for my sake, they only paid 30 copper coins." Annan would never deceive his family.

Aunt Susan looked down at the 66 copper coins that Martin handed to her, and held the broom.

Eat fried pork with broom today.

There would be something inappropriate about a parent spanking a grown child, but it would be fine if that person was Martin.

At noon, Annan and Aunt Susan's family sat at the dining table, talking about what to ask Martin to do.

"Isn't he the deputy manager of the tavern?" Annan asked doubtfully.

Speaking of which, Aunt Susan got angry: "He brought a cup of blood to the elf's table! The guest made a fuss, and Mr. Fast kicked him out."

"He was so beautiful, and he asked for a drink, I thought he was a vampire..." Martin muttered.

Annan only hopes that the elf is not the envoy of the elf mission, otherwise even Liberty City will be implicated by Martin...

"I think the position of student in the school is very suitable for him." Annan said seriously.

Not everyone has the ability to make Mr. Schwaro speechless.

Aunt Susan hesitated and said: "But Martin graduated some time ago..."

"Aunt Susan, the school's one-month semester is just a quick fix. Now the school is expanding. After the expansion, the semester will be increased to three months or even six months."

Aunt Susan was relieved this time, but it was Martin's turn not to agree: "I have changed my job to become a husband."

The other three people at the table were stunned at the same time.

"Where's your wife?"

Annan was worried that Martin would say something like "tavern succubus," but he didn't expect Martin to say something about the young clerk in the firewood shop.

"I think she likes me."

…

"What sweet dreams are you thinking about?"

In addition to the rats running around in the dark dungeon, there is also the bard rat's sarcasm: "It just asks you not to reveal it."

"Fei... Lord Gray Furry Rat is not such a person."

"You should say, not such a rat."

Jerry became silent, and after an unknown amount of time passed, the Bard Rat said, "How are you thinking of killing me?"

The intention was discovered and Jerry did not deny it.

Jerry, who thought he would die in the dungeon, had confided a lot... Now he found out that was not the case at all, and he began to regret telling it about Philos.

"It's really sad... you're like a puppet being played around by a gray mouse..."

“What is a marionette?”

"The sad life of Rat Man... Jerry, do you want to play a game with me?"

"what game?"

"Did you mention me to your poor Philos?"

"……Um."

"The game is... will I be taken away by them."

"Who are they?"

The Bard Rat didn't answer Jerry, and the whisper continued: "If I get taken away by them, it just wants you to shut up."

"But it could also be cleaning up the rats who know too much," Jerry interrupted.

"So you want to play this game? I was taken away by them, proving that I was right. I am still in the dungeon, so you are right."

Jerry didn't answer it.

Why would Jerry doubt Philos compared to a bard rat he has never met?

The simple friendship between Jerry and the Bard Rat ended here...until a few hours later, a group of rat guards came to the dungeon——

They're here to catch the bard rats.

Jerry watched the reflection reflected on the stained wall struggling constantly, and his screams were deafening: "Never trust gray-haired rats! They are the offspring of deception and treachery!"

It was hit in the abdomen by a guard on the side, bowed up like a shrimp, its mouth was covered, and dragged out.

…

"Why don't you let us have a battle cry!"

Gal, the leader of the Timberwolf tribe, went to Aunt Susan's house to express his dissatisfaction to Annan.

"Because someone complained to me, and I don't think the battle cry of 'cut off the enemy's head and make it into a bowl' is a bad thing..."

Aunt Susan carried Uncle Hollin's ears and went out, leaving space for the two of them.

Facing the aggrieved Gal, Annan tried to speak as tactfully as possible: "I'm not saying this is bad, but it's just not in line with the... atmosphere of Liberty City."

"What is ethos?"

"That's it...the empire is good at war, so their slogan is to turn the enemy's skin into boots. The elves are peace-loving, and their slogan is to destroy those who harm the forest..."

In the past, Gal would never have understood such a complicated thing, but after mastering Common Language and studying at school for a month, Gal could already vaguely understand it.

"You used to be from the orc tribe, but now you are from the Free City. Why don't you try to change the tribe into the Free City..." Annan said seductively.

"Bring the enemy's bones back to Liberty City to make totems?" Gal tried to shout.

"It's not such a blunt replacement, but using some...normal battle cries, such as changing 'For the Horde' to 'For the Free City'?"

"I know!"

Annan paid a little attention to the Fourth Army Corps that was fighting banditry in the north. It is said that now a group of orc heavy armored infantry shouted something like "for Free City" and "for Chief Annan" and rushed forward.

As Liberty City and the Watch Territory opened up trade routes, people from the Principality came to Liberty City in an endless stream. There are both businessmen and homeless people attracted by the beauty of Liberty City.

They had enough excuses - after all, even the Grand Duke stayed in Liberty City and refused to leave.

The battle situation in the north: In addition to the main force gathered by the McKean clan, there are also some scattered rat tides heading south from various places. One of the rat tides is approaching the border of the Montabourlock Principality.

The Fourth Legion was heading there, but Annan was not worried because the heartbeat of the sleeping Ilimoyas was slowly recovering.

As long as Ilimoyas wakes up, all problems will be solved.