A strange world

Chapter 929 Section 160. Declare war on the Kingdom of Rekanel

The musketeers who rushed to various places through the portal cooperated with the local city guards to capture these guys, but the protesters still popped up like rats.

And after the interrogation, it was learned that among these people, only a few were from the Kingdom of Rekanel and those who were paid to do things. Most of them firmly believed that Annan was a bad guy. When he was arrested, he was still clamoring to eliminate the tyranny of Free City-

When Annan learned about this, he showed an expression of incomprehension.

"Don't understand?"

"I don't understand."

"We can't expect everyone to know you. Some people are isolated from the news, some are psychologically rebellious, and some simply don't care about the outside world." Olmedo said, "You tell a story loudly in the tavern, and there are still many guests who didn't hear this story."

"It's not that I don't understand this, I don't understand this..."

Annan said the awkward words, pointing to the report that some demonstrators were beaten and bleeding but still shouted.

As if they were the bad guys.

"That's normal. Blood and sweat mean glory, and showing your tenacity against strong enemies is a shortcut to glory."

"Uh... I just want to say that if the Kingdom of Recan had this group of people, it wouldn't have been bullied by the ratmen like that."

Annan felt that something was wrong with Olmedo today. She looked like she wanted to be his teacher, which made him feel uneasy. He stabilized her and leaned towards the door: "What are you going to do with these people?"

"It depends on the local area, but at least they will be locked up in the dungeon for a few months, right?"

"Then I'll feel comfortable... I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll go and get busy first!" Annan retreated to the door and walked out of the room very naturally.

Annan avoided Olmedo's teachings, but he couldn't avoid the follow-up after all.

It's not Annan's style to just take a beating without fighting back - at least he should curse back a few words when he is beaten.

In addition, the scope of the riot was limited. Annan's influence and hundreds of days of unremitting efforts to "smear" the Kingdom of Recan have worked. Except for a few guys who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to grab something and really stupid idiots, most people were watching.

In the meantime, the new issue of "Voice of Freedom" and "Empire" was freshly released.

If Liberty City praised itself, there might be doubts, but after "Empire" stated in a corner of the newspaper that the murder during the victory parade was an internal conflict among the envoys of the Kingdom of Recan, no one believed in the Kingdom of Recan.

The jokes in this issue of "Voice of Freedom" were also popular at banquets and taverns:

[One day, Annan, the King of the North, visited the Kingdom of Recan and encountered several assassinations, so he laughed at King Recan. Not long after, King Recan came to visit Liberty City and saw an assassination in the square. He said to Annan in a mocking tone: "You are talking about us, you people in Liberty City also like to do this!"

Annan immediately asked the Guards to find that guy out loud. The Guards lived up to their trust and quickly found out the assassin: the envoy of the Kingdom of Recan to Liberty City. 】

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Fraudulently accusing a lord is a serious diplomatic incident. But the Kingdom of Recanel seemed to have inherited the barbarity of the Montreal family and the recklessness of the northerners, and really did it.

What made them most uncomfortable was that the kingdom had lost three royal family members, a thousand-man army was bet on the empire, and they had not yet gained a good reputation-

The worst thing was that they had finished playing cards and it was the turn of the Free City.

When Annan was still thinking about how to fight back, a guy who claimed to be the kingdom's envoy came and said that the radicals of the kingdom did this, and there was a group of people in the kingdom who did not want to be enemies with him, and said that the Or Empire was involved.

"Do you think I believe it?"

Annan drove the envoy out, and then thought about it.

"It's not impossible... The Kingdom of Recanel was annoyed by the ratmen, and it would not cause trouble for us for no reason..."

Annan also knew that the Kingdom of Recanel was certainly not a piece of iron plate, otherwise they would not be driven to the seaside by the ratmen, nor would they unite the country by setting up themselves as an enemy.

As for the Or Empire...

Annan intends to fulfill his promise: whoever bullies him, he will bully the Kingdom of Recan.

"How about we declare war on the Kingdom of Recan?"

"Don't talk about such a serious topic in the tone of what to eat tonight." Olmedo couldn't help but said, "Now? Our soldiers have experienced two fierce wars. Although they are full of fighting spirit, I think they need to rest for a while..."

Annan shook his head: "I told Francois before that there is a kind of war... not the one on the battlefield is called war."

"I'm listening." Olmedo sat on the sofa.

She didn't know that the murderer who caused the city lord's mansion to leak all over the place didn't seem to include Francois...

Annan had a more appropriate example this time: "The two countries are enemies, one country has developed commerce but weak military power, and the other country is poor but all its people are soldiers..."

"Humans and orcs?"

"Almost..." Annan directly changed to these two races: "Humans are no match for orcs and are always in fear of orcs. One day, the human empire suddenly got the news that they were buying wool at a high price. The price of wool rose accordingly, but it was still not enough, and the orcs soon found out. The orcs have a large grassland, but not many sheep, but after making money from selling wool, the orcs began to buy sheep everywhere and graze them."

"As the news spread, the human desire for wool decreased instead of increasing. When a huge amount of money poured into their pockets, which was much more than what they could earn from hunting and robbing passing caravans, the orcs could no longer resist the temptation and spent all their money to buy sheep and sell wool. Until one day, the human empire suddenly announced that it would no longer purchase wool, and at this time, the orcs had nothing left except sheep."

"There is no need for humans to take action, the orcs will be in chaos on their own."

"Are you done?" Olmedo said.

"It's over."

"I almost understand... Where do you want to start?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Annan said confidently.

"Then hold a meeting."

Olmedo said, calling everyone to the meeting room.

Olmedo stood up in front of everyone: "Annan has something to announce."

Then he sat back down.

Annan stood up under everyone's gaze: "You all know what happened these days... We have been patient for so long, but what we got in return is the Kingdom of Rekanel getting worse... They are getting more and more annoying. So, it's time."

After that speech, Annan seemed to fall in love with speeches. He took a deep breath: "Declare in Middle-earth that we will launch a glorious revenge on the Kingdom of Rekanel! We reserve all means to implement it on the Kingdom of Rekanel!"

"You will ask: 'What is our goal?' My answer is: 'Victory - victory at all costs - no matter how terrible it is, no matter how long and difficult the road is, we must win!'"

Olmedo nodded gently, saying it was as good as not saying it. It seems that Annan really hasn't thought it through yet.