Chapter 190 43. "Going Home"
The lonely carriage drove through the ice and snow.
Annan held the reins and endured Joan's whisper in her ear:
"I also led the way. I have a share of this gold coin! You score me 20...10 silver coins!"
“I will give you 50 silver coins.”
"Yeah!" Joan covered her mouth with a torn glove, and her eyes widened in surprise under her frosty eyelashes: "You said this...don't you want to become my guardian knight?"
“I’m so thin that I can’t even hold a gun.”
“Then let me be the groom.”
“This is repaying kindness with hatred.”
“ Hmm...how about the housekeeper?”
"This is okay, do you get a salary?"
"Isn't it enough to serve the princess? This is your honor!" Joan spoke with a strong northern accent, which made people want to imitate her. head.
“You mean I have to pay you when I work for you?”
Annan suddenly thought of Magic Video’s new way of making money besides ticket sales and advertising: Why should we pay actors? Instead of letting actors pay themselves?
A pair of hands stroking around his chest interrupted Annan's thoughts: "What are you doing?"
"Where did you put the gold?"
"That's my money!"
"Do you have 50 silver coins?"
Annan shook his head, He turned the kinnar out of his pocket and handed it to Joan.
Joan An happily held the gold coins and smelled them. She was about to take a bite before she remembered that she was a princess. She opened the patchwork purse sewn with patterns, but only poured out a dozen silver coins. Joan climbed into the carriage and soon handed Annan a bunch of rough jewelry.
"I can get more than thirty silver coins from selling these things!"
"Do I want these things...well, I'll take them."
"Really?"
"I heard that Princess Joan has been taking care of the children in the orphanage. You will also send this money, right?"
"Why does Uncle Mulma tell others everything! ”
"Why does Uncle Mulma say everything to others!"
"Don't imitate me!"
Driving the lively Joan back to the even more lively city gate. Returning to Betar City, Joan brought Annan to the orphanage with all the trouble.
This orphanage is located on the edge of a slum full of frozen feces. Joan's arrival caused dozens of children to run out of the dilapidated church. The youngest could just run, and the oldest was only four or five years younger than Joan. The children surrounded Joan, and then surrounded Annan after they couldn't fit around her.
“They are all homeless kids?”
Annan thought there were only a dozen orphans...but there were almost a hundred here.
"Well, some were rescued from scavengers, and some never came back after their parents went out." A gentle voice sounded, and a lady in a robe appeared on the steps of the church. .
Many children here have no parents... It just so happens that many people in Xingyue Bay do not have children.
"Are you a nun of this church?"
The lady shook her head: "This church has long been abandoned... It belongs to the God of justice and bravery, and will be punished by him before he is righteous. After the death of the god, the faith collapsed and it became a home for children
"Uh-huh-" The cry of a baby was heard in the church. The lady reluctantly returned to the church. Annan followed and found that there were still several babies and children who could not walk in the vacated hall.
"Parents who cannot support themselves will leave their children outside the church..." The lady picked up the swaddle, picked up a bowl of batter from the stove, and fed the baby little by little.
All Annan could do was put down more than twenty silver coins.
“What are you doing!”
Joan ran in yelling, "It's too late for you to regret it now."
"Shh..."
Annan pointed to the swaddled baby. Joan glared at him and ran out again.
"Thank you, you are a kind child." The lady smiled and thanked her.
"Hold on until this spring comes." Annan said, this is not a word of comfort. When the lady looked into those serious black eyes, she nodded slightly.
"My name is Mia."
"Annan."
After leaving the orphanage, Annan and the others returned to the hotel.
Asking Uncle Mulma for a notebook and pen, Joan said, "Come to me tomorrow morning!" and ran back upstairs.
There was still some time before dark, so Annan went out and first went to the house where the pirated version of "The Fall of the Master's Tower" was being screened. Perhaps because there was no time and no one was there, he came to the "Slave Street" again.
Free creatures are imprisoned in cages by interests and greed. Fortunately, because slaves have to be sold for money, they will not let slaves die casually.
Even if he tore off his cotton-padded clothes and said that he was the King of the North, he still couldn't buy them.
Annan spent a silver coin to hire a guide and asked him to introduce what happened here.
The guide told Annan that after the alien order was issued, several mercenary groups headed by the Dechaso Mercenary Group conspired to ambush outside the city, waiting for the elves and dwarves to be driven out of Betar City. The mercenaries captured them and brought them into the city as slaves——
He also said that elves are hot commodities, regardless of men or women, so they are sold at the highest price. Orcs are smelly and can only be used as coolies, dwarves are tough and won't work no matter how hard they are taught, ratmen are smelly and hard, and only female ratmen can be sold for some money.
For the sake of generosity, the guide also told Annan a "secret": the Dechaso Mercenary Group and other mercenary groups are still planning - there is an elven tribe living in the Whispering Forest in the South, which costs tens of thousands of gold coins. .
"The alien order is not an extermination order." Annan frowned.
"Who knows? So what if you know?" The guide said nonchalantly: "A few princes in the royal capital beat their heads to pieces, so the royal family has no time to care about what's going on in the north."
"And the rat-men are about to attack. If you stay in the forest, you will be captured by the rat-men. It won't be so bad if you fall into our hands, right? Hehe..."
Annan said nothing more, and could only say from the bottom of his heart Promise to rescue them after finishing the work at hand.
Speaking of which, what was the original goal of running to Bethal City...the purpose of promoting "The Fall of the Mage Tower" and investigating Gema? Then he suddenly remembered that he was here to track down the whereabouts of the unlucky Murat.
As night fell, Annan asked the guide about the nearby tavern and went straight there. According to Andrew Luna's teachings, he made insinuations about the information he wanted to ask instead of asking directly——
What he got The answer is that Murat was caught by the city lord's palace and imprisoned in the dungeon.
Annan changed to a tavern and exchanged a bottle of sweet plum wine for the exact news: the city lord's palace did arrest a mage a few days ago. It is said that the mage was talking about the mage tower when he was arrested. False accusations and the like.
It should be Murat.
After confirming where Murat is, the next step is to find a way to contact him. Either reveal your identity and ask for someone from the dungeon, or sneak into the dungeon...
Annan chose the latter. He first stole a drunk man's wallet. As a result, the drunk man only cried and secretly returned the wallet guiltily. He ran into the street and bumped into the guards, only to be pushed away by such a young drunkard with a few curse words. He ran to stop the woman, but was almost snatched away by the woman.
Annan lamented how badly the Diatra family managed Bethal City... The next moment, a group of guards appeared out of nowhere and arrested him for insulting the twelve kings of the north.
(End of this chapter)