Chapter 269 122. Wilhelm
Annan woke up from the bed with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Are you having a nightmare?"
A question sounded in the quiet bedroom.
Annan trembled slightly, raised his head and saw Della leaning against the wall.
"...Why are you in my room?"
"Your assistant asked me to protect you personally." Della answered.
"Well, a horrible nightmare..." The desperate dream still lingered in Annan's mind, "I saw the earth was cracking, the snow mountains were collapsing, countless rats and demons were surging, all Life is wailing in boundless pain..."
Lingling dim light suddenly appeared, Dela pulled out the dagger and looked out the window - a black raven landed on the windowsill.
"That was not a dream, young lord."
Sigh: "I'm sorry for visiting, but we are leaving."
"Are you a druid?"
"I am the leader of the druids, you can call me , Prophet."
"What happened?" Annan opened the sheet and put on the mage's robe to cover up his white shirt. "Only half of the druids are in Star-Moon Bay, and some are in the old soil of the Violet Kingdom to remove pollution..."
"The leader there will tell them." The raven spread its wings, "Goodbye... ”
"Wait a minute!"
There is still endless forest in the north that has not recovered, and the druid's suddenness made him smell an unusual smell.
Annan didn't bother to put on his shoes and ran to the window. The dark ravens merged into the dark night, and the druids flew to the east like migrating birds.
At this time, Da De's whisper suddenly sounded in Annan's ears:
"Young lord, the North is no longer a safe harbor. Leave here and go to Wilhelm... …”
The lingering dream and the druid's warning were superimposed on each other, and Annan was suddenly out of breath, as if his heart was grabbed by invisible hands.
"What's wrong with you?" Della noticed Annan's unnatural breathing and cold sweat.
Annan forced a smile: "It's nothing...can you still work during the day when you're vigiling at night?"
"I can punish the prisoners while resting." Della said.
Annan nodded gently: "I won't sleep anymore, you go and rest."
Leaving the bedroom, the quiet corridor with the magic lights on allowed Annan to relax a little. Come to the study and open the portal to Breeze City.
"I had a dream..."
Anyway, Olmedo said that she liked to communicate, so Annan simply used Olmedo as a diary.
"...I can't escape the influence of the hateful monsters and the corrupted earth now. After I woke up, a druid leader visited me and told me..."
said After finishing his dream and experience, Annan exhaled a depressed breath: "Something must have happened in the south of the kingdom."
"But the Holy Grail Knight personally leads the team..."
"Can the Holy Grail Knight compete with a clan of ratmen?" Annan does not have the belief that people in this world have that the "Holy Grail Knight" is immortal. On the contrary, Annan believes that The "farmer impaled the legendary mage to death with a manure fork" group.
Throwing all the Grail Knights into the rat nest may solve a clan of ratmen, but they will not be able to face a real rat tide... Even if almost all the Grail Knights are legends and can swim in lava , using poison as a drink, the power of blood can feed a group of vampires.
"Of course not, but the Holy Grail Knights want to escape... want to retreat, and the Ratmen can't stop them." Olmedo told Annan that the Holy Grail Knights have a lifespan comparable to that of mixed elves. They have hundreds of years They have been fighting ratmen, demons, and vampires all their lives. They have seen countless wars, plagues, famines, and deaths.
"I hope what you said is right..." Annan sighed, "Where is Wilhelm?" "The Old World, the birthplace of mankind, is where our ancestors migrated. There is a more widely known name..." Olmedo pronounced the sacred word: "Middle-earth"
“I still don’t know where it is.”
But Annan was illiterate.
The portal was about to disappear, and Olmedo rushed Annan to let him find the map by himself.
In the quiet study room, Annan looked out the window at the darkness of the sky.
Going to see Mr. Victor at this time? Even if he was asking for knowledge, he wouldn't be happy...
Annan planned to wait. The bedroom and study room made him feel dull. He randomly picked a popular novel from the bookshelf and went to the spacious living room. He huddled on the sofa beside the extinguished fireplace and opened the pages.
It took a short time to concentrate, and a hazy light appeared in the eastern sky. Not long after, Annan heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
Laila rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs. She realized that she was not the first one to wake up. She stood on tiptoes and tiptoed close to the sofa. When she was about to pounce on her, she suddenly stopped and asked instead: "You sit here. What are you doing?”
“Waiting for the library to open.” Annan continued to read with his head down.
The sofa cushion shook, and Leila turned over and made a soft sound: "Why are you so depressed?"
"Is there any?" Annan touched his cheek that looked pale because he had not rested well, "Because I I'm taking the pain for you."
"Oh, take it slow."
Leila stood up and went out with her fishing gear and straw hat.
“Why don’t you wash up before going out?”
"No, no one can be seen on the sea!"
Laila waved her hand without looking back, closed the door, and the figures in the flower field outside the window gradually disappeared.
Annan lowered his head and continued reading, thinking that Leila had tanned a bit these days.
The clouds glowed with glow, and the early sun rose, shining on Annan's cheek. Annan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his suppressed emotions melted away in the morning light.
Annan closed his books and came to the library.
Mr. Victor, who had just arrived, was sitting in the sunny corner, while Soren was sweeping the non-existent dust on the shelves with his feet up. This moment is exactly like that moment.
"Lord!" Sauron's voice became louder, disturbing the old man who was taking a nap.
"Our lord still has time to come to the library?" Mr. Victor raised his eyelids.
"Just take a look..." Annan didn't see Lindy, but after Sauron came, the library wouldn't need her. "I want to see the map of Allen Continent."
Mr. Victor raised his cane, and Annan followed the direction to find the map of Allen Continent hanging on the wooden frame, took it and spread it on the table.
First look at the top of the map. From the rolling snow-capped mountains all the way down, all the provinces and city-states are hidden, leaving only pieces of territory representing different countries.
Going south from the Kingdom of Ruikan, from the Chaotic City-State to the Violet Kingdom, then to the tail of the Principality of Scythia, and then to the Obiris Strait. This strait, which runs from east to west and is wide enough to easily cover the narrow kingdom of Rekaner, divides the north and the south into two. In other words, humanity is divided into two sides with the Strait of Obiris as the boundary.
In the center of the Allen continent, in the center of the Obiris Strait, a world island surrounded by land is formed.
That is Middle-earth, the birthplace of mankind, Wilhelm.
(End of this chapter)