Chapter 67 67. Choice
The letter paper was stuffed into the envelope and painted with wax.
After Michael took it, he put it on the table.
“It seems like you are trying to persuade the Reeves family to give up instead of assisting you.”
“Levis took away most of the family’s wealth and power, and his two My sister's condition will not be very good. "Annan had no choice but to pretend to be Levis, there is no need to drag the entire Levis family into the abyss.
Annan learned something about the King in the North from Michael - the Wine Lady refused to answer because the question left her speechless. From a macro perspective, the Twelve Kings of the North are the cornerstone of the North.
Because in the distant past, these twelve legends held on to the corruption of the North by Chaos.
But no royal power lasts forever. As one of the Twelve Kings of the North, the Reeves family gradually declined, so Reeves, who inherited the family's hopes, even changed his name to the family's surname - and then suddenly suffered a disaster.
Now, only Levi’s two sisters are left in the Reeves family.
Michael was still getting used to Annan’s weird third person pronouns when he heard him continue:
"Will this letter be delivered to the Reeves family intact?"
"The murderer will not let this letter be sent back...but you can know whether it is delivered." Neither did Michael. Holding on to too much hope, "Because you will receive news of the messenger's death."
"It sounds like something is going to happen to them soon..." Annan began to hesitate whether it was necessary to send the letter, which was bound to cause trouble." And will they believe the content of this letter? "
"It doesn't matter. They will try their best to verify it if you are alive."
"I'm not... okay. , maybe I am.”
Frequent coincidences made Annan start to doubt himself whether it was Levi's or not - for example, he had lost a certain memory at some point - which explained why his body and mind were so much younger for no reason after coming to this world through that door.
"Next, we will stay away from you and keep a distance from you."
"This is part of the plan." Annan was prepared, "But don't let Al...the murderer hurt Su Aunt Shan's family."
"I will pay attention, and he will not do that unless he is hopelessly stupid..." Michael shook his head and said, "Just like spellcasters rarely do to civilians. The nobles rarely kill their enemies...because they don't want their enemies to do to themselves what they have done to others."
The revenge in the story is just a story after all, and it is sung because it is rare.
"There is such a thing as a bottom line for a being who dares to attack the future city lord?"
"Yes." Michael seemed certain. "This bottom line stems from the fact that there is no eternal kingship. The once glorious old continent has fallen apart. The elves who ruled the old world are now fighting against humans. The human king who established the great cause has long been unknown. No one wants their blood to disappear in the long river of time. ."
"No matter how downcast your family is, you are one of the twelve kings of the North. If Al...the murderer behind you wants to wipe out everyone around you, he must be prepared for the future. I suffered the same nightmare. "
Annan can understand this kind of checks and balances, just like the noble wars in the Western Middle Ages and the Warring States Period. After the nobles are captured, they cannot be killed indiscriminately and can be redeemed.
"Maybe that big shot has a bottom line and is considering letting go of the people around me." But Annan thought more: "But he wants to climb up, what about his unscrupulous subordinates?"
And it was slightly more thorough than Michael who spent all day studying knowledge in the Mage Tower:
“Even if the murderer apparently let them go, what about accidental deaths? For example, choking while eating, falling while walking, or having nightmares while sleeping. Die..."
Michael sighed: "You reminded me...I will find a way to prevent this from happening."
"The other eleven of the Twelve Kings in the North. Isn’t the king going to do something?” As the actor of “Levis”, Annan wanted to ask for help: “For example... Lips and Teeth Han?” It has just spread to their ears. Well... It's a bit exaggerated to say that, but it's still unknown how many ancestors of these families are brave... I'm not talking about you."
"It's fine for me."
"And they may not make enemies for your family."
Annan couldn't help but sigh: "A group of smart people gathered around the table to discuss each other's interests. Giving extremely stupid answers is a common problem since ancient times."
Michael couldn't help but applaud Annan's words, and then he was confused: "Why do you suddenly understand so much?" I said it.”
"Did she give you any advice?"
"Yes, but it is dangerous...I may be like this wind at any time." Annan raised his palm and touched the breeze coming from the snow-capped mountains and passing through the attic. "Disappeared silently."
"Do you mind telling me?"
"There is nothing to keep secret." Annan exhaled. "She asked me to stand up. She said that the nobles of Breeze City are not a monolith. As long as they see you standing up, there will be many down-and-out families who want to risk their lives and stand by my side."
It's hard to know the unexpected. Whichever comes first tomorrow.
Two months ago, Annan was still worrying about one gold coin. A month ago, he was still worrying about dozens of gold coins. He only earned a few hundred gold coins a few days ago, but yesterday he became the King of the North.
And there are still eighteen days left in the countdown.
"What do you think?" Michael asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet."
"Then you think about it first, and I'll deliver the letter." Michael picked up the letter and left the "mansion" of the King of the North.
It was late at night when Michael came back.
"One good news, one bad news."
"You took the risk to come late at night to disturb my rest just to show off?" Annan, who was separated from meditation, felt sorry for the pot of magic materials.
Michael said directly: "The bad news is that the messenger died on the way, and the good news is that the letter is missing."
"Shouldn't both be bad news?"< br>
"Okay, let's change the good news." Michael said, "Fast has accepted Martin as his apprentice."
There is no reason for Fast to suddenly accept Martin. What did Annan think of: "Mr. Fast is willing to protect Aunt Susan's family?"
"An elite professional from a secret society should make his subordinates fearful."
I hope that Chancellor Franning was right, the murderer would maintain a semblance of sophistication.
"Then my Susan spinning machine..."
"The person who becomes the king is still worried about what to do with the harvest in the fields."
Annan said helplessly: "The King of the North cannot be sold for money."
"So you want to Are you ready?"
"Will you help me?" Annan asked suddenly.
"The Mage Tower is neutral, and its position is only Breeze City." Michael answered, and then said when Annan was disappointed: "But the mage in the Mage Tower is not."
"I very much agree with what the Wine Lady said."
Michael gave Annan the mage tower courtesy.
"Are you ready for revenge? The young King of the North."
(End of this chapter)