Chapter 81 80. Draw a long straight line
Annan needs to reorganize his cognition.
After a day of getting along, he gained a new understanding of this team:
Michael, who looks like a magician from the Mage Tower Academy, is as cunning as a mouse and likes to make his enemies think he is The weak mage then approached and wielded an oak staff equipped with a nearly 10-pound ram horn.
Francois, a baron with a tragic past and a derogatory name. He made no secret of his desire to curry favor with Annan, and he did have excellent archery skills and battlefield intuition, but in private he seemed to have unique, slightly strange, and unspeakable hobbies.
Catalina, a fanatical believer who believes in the name "Human King" and has not yet been swallowed up by fanaticism. The sect she belongs to unexpectedly possesses a certain truth that Annan knows, but there seems to be unspeakable terror hidden behind the truth.
Klein, this guy in full armor has never taken off his helmet. His identity is a mystery and his gender is a mystery. He adheres to some kind of knight's creed but is never rigid. His calm attitude towards Annan can explain some problems. .
Dela...Dela! ?
Annan suddenly remembered that the elf guard arranged by the wine lady had been following him... Whether the attacker said the murderer was the wine lady or they followed the clues to investigate... they did not avoid her.
Annan even remembered the weird way Michael hesitated to speak when they were talking about the wine lady.
"Dara?"
As the call sounded, the elf guard appeared as if she had arrived quietly, but the fact is that she has always been here.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"...What is this ability to hide in the shadows?"
"The skill of the night elves."
They return to the carriage and Francois narrates:
A not too complicated story. The attacker's name was Hannah, and Joyner was the wife of his brother Hamad. Hamad and Joyner are just ordinary civilians, while Halla is a mercenary with a higher status. In order to let his younger brother take care of the family, Hamad shared his wife with Hanna, but vented his anger on his wife——
Francois and Klein were watching here, while Annan and Michael made peace first Katarina went back to put away the loot.
Kadarina's residence is very ordinary, neither like the residence of a fierce woman nor the residence of a fanatic.
“I’ll wait for you in the car.”
Michael said Annan followed Katarina out of the car and into the room.
Before Annan entered the house, he saw countless trophy heads displayed on the display rack of the house.
Annan immediately stopped and returned to the carriage in silence.
“You did it on purpose?”
“We have all been brought by Catalina.” Michael laughed, “Welcome to the team.”
When he returned to Joyner, Hamad had been successfully knocked unconscious.
"The scene may make you a little uncomfortable... Why don't you wait until I finish the interrogation and tell you the result?"
"Well..."
Annan muttered to himself and Mai But they went back to the carriage and waited.
Klein did not want to participate, and Katarina also went home to recover from her injuries, leaving only Annan and Michael.
Dozens of minutes later, Francois walked out of the house, straightening his collar.
Annan pointed to his neck.
Francois touched the scratches and said apologetically: "Sorry, I made you laugh."
The shameless baron recounted the results of his "interrogation": Hamad He said that he saw Hannah coming into contact with a person who claimed to be a wine lady this morning, and then the person gave Hannah a sum of money.
“If I were the wine lady, I wouldn’t leave such clear clues.” Michael said. "And if I were the murderer who attacked Annan, I would not use this lame conspiracy to slander the wine lady." "I have a guess..."
Francois said: "Suppose this was not done by the wine lady, nor by the murderer, but a third party who wanted to muddy the waters..."
"Maybe it was Who?”
“Every force except the Mage Tower wants to get a piece of the pie.”
……
A carriage drove into the dark manor and stopped along the road in front of the bright gate.
Annan returned to the bedroom and sat at the table, thinking about Francois's words when they parted.
“It’s a bit offensive to say this, but don’t you find it strange? The young King of the North has arrived in his loyal Breeze City, and these noble and wealthy people have not moved yet. Regardless of the Mage Tower... don’t look at it like that I, I know you are neutral...or are the city lord's palace, council elders, people who are leaning towards the Reeves family and those who are not leaning towards the Reeves family all quiet?"
"They think I am not Reeves? A member of the family?"
"How is this possible? Only a fool who wants to die, a stupid pig dares to do this."
At that time, Annan changed the topic with a guilty conscience: "I have been staying in the manor and don't know what happened outside."
"Because nothing happened. Everything in Breeze City was as usual, the moon fell into the earth, and the sun rose as usual. "Francois said solemnly: "This is very dangerous, Your Majesty the King of the North, this is very dangerous"
"Where is the danger?"
Annan thought he would say this. The calm before the storm, but the situation has turned to the other side: "The... usurper has taken control of Breeze City, and no noble dares to jump out and disrupt the situation at this time. The usurper is telling you in this way that he is Breeze The ruler of the city. Your...no offense here, just guessing from the usurper's perspective...all the efforts are useless, he doesn't even have to do anything!"
"Is there such a good thing?"< br>
"Uh...what did you say?"
"I mean, now there is another group of forces involved, and this city lord should be more anxious than us."
"That's right, But this will make you more passive... Order represents solidity, and only chaos can change this solidity, allowing you to take the opportunity to regain your identity as the city lord..."
Annan came back from his thoughts: "Dela, you are here. "
The tall elf appeared in front of him, and Annan continued to ask: "Do you know about the current city lord Olmedo? "
He didn't care about the city lord or the Reeves family, but he couldn't care less about the people around him.
Compared to Breeze City and the Murderer... they are so small that they only need a light kick - Mr. Fast is just a slightly harder beetle that can make a clicking sound.
Della responded by suddenly pushing Annan down on the bed. Before he could react, he sat up astride him and lifted his hood, revealing the face of an elf that was close to a human but extremely beautiful.
"You want to say that he plays with women like this?"
Annan has experienced battle and death, politics and conspiracy today, and his groggy head is not very bright.
"I just wanted to express my gratitude." Della leaned over, her soft light yellow hair falling down, "When the fireball exploded... you saved me."
"What do you want to do?"
Annan said while struggling to take off his magic robe.
Dela, who was riding on Annan, asked: "What do you want to do?"
Annan replied seriously: "The magic robe is inscribed with defensive magic. I'm worried that it will hurt you."
(End of this chapter)