A strange world

Chapter 981 Section 212. The big secret

The fat mayor only lasted a few minutes before he collapsed.

Of course he has heard the legends of the Free Blades not far away: they hate evil, dislike nobles and rich people, and make decisions for the poor...

"Don't be nervous, I'm different from them." Annan still wanted to interrogate him, and it was impossible for him to escape.

"No... different?" A glimmer of hope appeared in the fat mayor's narrow eyes.

"I'm Annan."

The hopes of the fat mayor were completely destroyed and dimmed.

He is not an ignorant squad leader. Of course he has heard of Annan's name. There is even a wanted notice for a group of Freedom Blade members including Annan posted in the town.

"Oh my God!"

The young mage suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention, "Are you Annan!? I should have known better. How could such an excellent warlock not have a reputation?"

Annan looked away again. Such flattering goblins from Liberty City were always photographing him endlessly. He already had a legendary immunity constitution.

The fat mayor said painfully: "We... we didn't rob passers-by..."

"I can tell."

The kind of people who specialize in farmers during the day and gangsters at night are all about luring passers-by into the town and then do it after they are asleep. How can they do it outside the town.

"Then let's..." The fat mayor smiled.

Annan knew what he was going to say and deliberately interrupted: "Oh, by the way, I killed your guard captain."

"Good death! He should have died long ago!" The young mage shouted again, with strong anger and hatred on his face, and gritted his teeth and said: "He is simply blind, and he dares to rob the great Lord Annan! He ruined the reputation of the town, robbed passers-by, bullied innocent people in the town shamelessly, and even watched a woman take a bath! Even if you don't do anything, I will find an opportunity to execute him!"

Annan said nothing, just stared at the young mage.

He shrunk his neck and asked tentatively: "Have I annoyed you? If I have, I will disappear in front of you now, and I promise not to let you see me!"

Annan was noncommittal: "Lend me the spell book."

"Well……"

"Um?"

"Of course, you are my master, and what is mine is yours." The young mage hid all hesitation and humbly presented the spell book.

Annan took the brown-covered spell book with some emotion.

Once upon a time, when he was unable to release all spells except summons, a spell book that "can release all magic as long as it has magic power" became his dream. Today, he is fully capable of buying seven spell books. I take turns reading books from Monday to Sunday, but I have long forgotten my original dream...

But if you think about it carefully, he is not Sean. He can become a great magician by collecting strange fires. If you are still on the road to pursuing the spell book, who knows if you are now a little warlock who is staying in a certain tavern, frugally producing meditation potions and not breaking through to the elite?

Annan opened the spell book. It was thinner than expected, with only a dozen pages. The recorded spells are only the basic one to two levels, and the highest spell is the third level fireball spell - the young mage is not an elite.

Seven or eight pages were dimmed, which means it has been released and needs time to recover.

Overall, this spell book should be worth several hundred gold coins.

It seems very affordable. A magic ring that can release arcane missiles once a day also costs a few hundred gold coins. This spell book is similar to a magic ring, but the spell book can only be used by the caster. There is no restriction on the magic ring, even if it is Martin. .

The centurion of the legion came to Annan and said that the townspeople had all gathered.

Annan nodded and walked into the town with Elimoas and Maria.

The townspeople were gathered in the open space in front of the mayor's house. They were huddled together like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Scanning the crowd and making contact with their fearful eyes, Annan knew that they were really just a group of residents... They may have done many bad things with the mayor and harmed passers-by, but they were all coerced into being accomplices just to survive.

After all, in a group where everyone agrees, dissent requires courage.

Forget it, leave it to Francois to deal with the headache.

Annan walked towards the mayor's residence and was attracted by the notice board next to it: there were several hideous and ugly wanted posters posted on it.

"Who is this?"

Annan looked at the wanted notice in the middle with crooked mouth, slanted eyes, face full of sores, and toothless mouth, and read the words on it: "Wanted treasonous felon, Annan Reeves, former King of the North …This is me?”

"I'm sorry, I accidentally said bad words again." Annan and Maria looked at him and said, "But I don't know how we are similar except that we both have the same face."

"They did it on purpose. The Rekaner Kingdom knew that you couldn't come to the front line and used this method to discredit you...and how could a rebel be handsome and beautiful?" Maria said softly.

"you're right."

Annan looked at the dazzling portrait again, bypassed the notice board, and walked into the mansion.

"Owner……"

The young mage who was guarded by two soldiers quickly stood up and put on a flattering smile.

"I'm not your master." Annan interrupted what he was about to say, "But don't worry, you won't die. You just need to receive a period of 'education.'"

The young mage doesn't know what "education" is, but he knows that it is never a good thing...

"I...can I exchange a secret for my freedom?" The young mage showed a certain heaviness, as if he had made an important decision.

"There is no bargaining in the Free City... but you can talk about it."

"No... this news is enough to buy back freedom." The young wizard insisted.

Annan pondered: "What's your name?"

I don't know why he asked this, but the young wizard still answered: "Tabareodoro, Lord... My Lord."

"Tabareodoro, I can guarantee that if your news is really useful, then your guilt will be reduced a lot. As for being completely innocent... it depends on how many wrong things you have done."

"I understand..."

Tabareodoro's expression was obviously much more relaxed, as if Annan's euphemism made him feel more relieved than an immediate agreement. He glanced at the two soldiers who were still in the hall, and Annan understood and asked them to go out first.

"When I escaped from the old capital, I accidentally saw a green light flashing beside the king..." Tabareodoro said in a low voice.

"Green light? Are you talking about fel energy or natural magic?"

"It must be fel energy, I can't be wrong!"

Although the two energies appear in the same green color in the material plane, one is fluorescent green and the other is forest green, the difference is still very large, not to mention that the caster can keenly perceive different energies.

Annan fell into contemplation, not knowing whether to believe it...

Although he always slandered Cloro as a ratman and colluded with ratmen, there was no substantial evidence.

After walking out of the mansion with doubts, Annan turned around and asked: "Maria?"

"I don't know..."

"Can you find a way to test it? The group of elders behind you must know something."

"I can try."