Chapter 170 24. New Year’s Gift
Pinglin Town in late winter is peaceful and peaceful.
The procession that drove into the town in the evening alarmed those in authority. The mayor, whom Annan once envied at the dinner, could not remember his name now. He respectfully but uneasily explained that Palha's accusation had nothing to do with him.
"Who is Parha?"
"The young man who falsely accused you..."
Annan recalled his experience in the dungeon. He didn't care after he came out. He thought that the fate of "Palha" and Black Tierres would not be too good...
Memories are like a dam breaking, and then... Once the gap appears, it will be difficult to recover. Annan was even just five or six months ago.
At that time, I was still racking my brains for the qualification test and saving Tasia for dozens of silver coins, but now...
"Lord Annan...Lord Annan?"
< br>Annan woke up from the reminiscence, shook his head and said: "I don't take it to heart...don't worry about me, I just want to visit Mr. Victor."
"Of course."
The town mayor envied the lucky old Victor - there were one hundred among the "top one hundred mage apprentices in the Kingdom of Rikaner", and they were just mage apprentices, but the King of the North only had twelve position, and a high status. But he also still remembers the complicated situation in Breeze City a few days ago.
Doing nothing means making no mistakes.
Night has fallen, but the time has only just reached five o'clock. When Annan came to the library, Mr. Victor was slowly clearing the bookshelves.
“Visitor registration.”
The old man had a droopy face. Annan didn't know who had offended him. When he was lying at the desk to register, he suddenly remembered the key: "Mr. Victor, this is something I invented in Breeze City. It's called Magic Image..."
Annan activated the magic image as he spoke. After the familiar blue planet and the symbol of the new world, beautiful and sad music sounded——
“Shh——!”
Victor The husband signaled to be silent, and Annan quickly turned off the magic image.
The number of magic stones is reduced by one.
But Victor's face softened a lot.
"Master Annan, we may have to stay in the town for one night." At this time, Blom whispered to Annan that a bitter snowstorm was coming.
As if it was an illusion, the stubborn old man looked better.
"I'll do it."
Annan took over from the slow and stubborn old man, skillfully cleaning the bookshelves and floors, checking the windows, and helped Mr. Victor to the street.
The bells of the approaching snowstorm echoed over the town, and sparse pedestrians hurried home.
Back at Victor's residence, Annan asked the knights to live nearby. He, Blom and Dina stayed at Mr. Victor's house - and by the way, he persuaded him to move to Xingyue Bay.
Asking Dina to help cook a dinner, Mr. Victor left the kitchen without eating much, put on pajamas with clouds and rabbit patterns and went into the living room. Soon after, the lines of "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower" came.
Annan finished his dinner, left the cleaning to Dina, and came to the living room.
The branches outside the window swayed ferociously, and the passing wind and snow almost stretched into a straight line. The continuous whimpering and the fire in the fireplace formed a strange tranquility.
Mr. Victor leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. Annan thought he was asleep and quietly went over to turn off the magic image.
"I'm not asleep, I'm listening."
Mr. Victor opened his eyes.
The number of magic stones is reduced by one again.
Annan had no choice but to open the Magic Stone again and sit by the sofa: "Mr. Victor, do you want to go to Xingyue Bay with me?"
Victor stared at the magic image, as if the spinning blue ball was more interesting than Annan's words.
“You could open a real library there.”
Victor remained unmoved. Annan sighed helplessly, opened the portal, and asked the ogre to push the wheelchair out.
The unique wheelchair finally drew the stubborn old man’s attention away from the magic image: “What is this?”
"A New Year's gift for you."
"A gift?"
People here really don't have the habit of celebrating the New Year. I wonder if they have it in the south?
Annan introduced the wheelchair to Mr. Victor. Compared with the one prepared for the eldest sister, the second wheelchair has been slightly adjusted. For example, the larger and softer wheels make the wheelchair suitable for moving on the bluestone road.
"Why don't you invite me first and then invite me?" Mr. Victor asked.
"That would be blackmailing you to go to Xingyue Bay."
The old man was silent for a while and drove Annan away impatiently: "Go and pack your luggage!"
"You are going to Xingyue Bay. ?" Annan's surprise caught the old man's gaze, and he changed his words: "I mean, you want books to educate the ignorant wasteland of Xingyue Bay?"
"Humph!"
……
Now it is difficult for Annan to need Mr. Victor's help.
But just as Annan did not need to give the Reeves family three thousand gold coins but still did so, emotions linked them together——
And Mr. Victor moved to Xingyue Bay, Lindy will follow. Lindy goes, and the wine lady goes too!
Early the next morning, Annan first coaxed Mr. Victor to Breeze City, and then went to the library with the key.
“Tina, do you think pretending to be Augusta will make Olmedo happy?”
"Master Annan, if you have a grudge against Olmedo, you can directly hire an assassin to assassinate him."
"But I don't know what Olmedo likes..."
Annan decided to directly Ask her, open the portal, let the workers carry the books, and let the ogre call Olmedo.
After the tall figure with blond hair appeared, Annan asked directly: "What do you like?"
"What?"
"If you received a gift, what do you think would make you happy?"
Olmedo's blue eyes gradually softened: "A port belonging to the north."
>"...Are there any teams going to the snow-capped mountains recently?" Annan decisively changed the subject.
"There happens to be a convoy tomorrow."
"Help me deliver something to my friends in the fortress."
What does Tasia like, hay? milk? Annan thought for a while and said, "Send me some books."
There was no need for Olmedo anymore, so Annan drove her away. The knights and workers quickly emptied the hall and then emptied the "forbidden books" in the basement under the command of Mr. Victor.
Leaving the library and driving out of Pinglin Town, Annan began to think about other people's New Year's gifts:
The ogre's gift...bring it a death row prisoner? The orcs just gave him a suit of armor that fit him; Catalina... would the skull be considered humiliating and desecrating? Klein, a steel weapon should satisfy him. Martin, Martin... well... tell Fast not to hit him on New Year's Day; Aunt Susan and Uncle Holly... just change into nicer clothes and sharper axes this time.
Bronzebeard gave her the blacksmith shop in Star Moon Bay; Mr. Fast is the tavern; if Andrew Luna is willing to open a branch of Morrowind Tavern, Mr. Fast will have a rival; Mai Ke'er doesn't lack anything, so wish him an early promotion to the elite, Evelin, a beautiful dress can make her happy for a long time.
And Della, the incident in Breeze City is over, there are no more ratmen here, and the weather is getting colder, she can be rescued from the cold winter;
Who else has been missed?
Oh, and the blue dragon.
(End of this chapter)