Chapter 341 194. Go to Wilhelm
The burning candlesticks bloomed with warm tones. They swayed gently, swaying with the ministers entering the palace.
"His Royal Highness, the Snow Mountain Fortress is asking us why we did not clean up the rat plague."
"The rats are up? It seems it is time to announce..."
Stupid The young silhouette lazily leaning on the throne whispered, stood up, and followed the minister out of the palace.
Officials and nobles stood silently in the square, raising their heads as the eldest prince appeared.
“Our country is facing catastrophe!”
Excited emotions that did not conform to the eldest prince’s usual style echoed in the square, “The rat tide from the north attacked the snow-capped mountain fortress and unleashed demons. Tide! "
The flash of magic is cleaning up the rats in the distance, and some indescribable emotion is also spreading.
“The traitor who collaborated with the Skaven is dead, but he is still poisoning our people!”
"We have lost too much land, and the north is no longer safe. It is time for us to leave this land where we have survived for generations and find a new home... And I, Montreal 88, Clo Montreal, will lead you to victory! ”
Farou Barros buried his head, and Miles Bernard showed enthusiasm. Princess Seles and Prince Minos were silent.
The wizard tower, scavengers, knights, officials and nobles no longer hesitated. Their voices echoed in the palace gardens around the mountain:
"Your Majesty the King."
Or rebuild the glory of Montreal's golden family.
Or lead the nobles into the abyss.
……
The open books were spread on the floor, with nowhere to stay. "Mr. Swaro?" Annan called. At first he tried to pick up some and put them away, but gave up because there were too many. Annan waded through the buried ankle and walked deeper into the maze formed by bookshelves and sea of books.
Annan saw Mr. Swaro. He was surrounded by a pile of books, sitting at the table and flipping through something. Annan breathed a sigh of relief, because this library looked like it had encountered an accident.
“What are you looking at?”
Annan regained his courtesy, picked up the books at his feet and put them into the empty bookshelf.
"The birth of a legend, or a shame." Swaro flipped through the book called The World, "The royal family has begun to escape..."
"Escape? I thought they The lands occupied by the Ratmen will be recovered. "
The destroyed Violet Kingdom, together with those independent city-states, has made the entire western part of the North belong to the Kingdom of Rekaner.
"Then we will be attacked by rat people and demons?" Once the opening of the snow mountain fortress is opened, it will never be closed again... It is only a matter of time before the North becomes a paradise for rat people and demons. Fortunately, their cooperation will not last long. If there is evil or chaos, they themselves will be beaten to pieces.
The large army of McKenna rats is still heading north, maybe they really want to replace humans and block the demons in the north of the snow-capped mountains.
“The Montreal family wants to leave their trouble to them.”
“Who are they?”
“The second bookshelf to your right.”
Annan looked around and saw a map of the Allen Continent stuffed in a history book. The western edge of the northern border was painted with gray lines, from the snow-capped mountains to the Strait of Obiris. Then he saw behind a group of small countries bordering the Gray Line...the Tatooine Empire.
"Is this their real purpose? To weaken the Tatooine Empire?"
Mr. Swaro looked at the book, noncommittal.
The light of magic flashed outside the library window, and the attack of the rat tide became fierce not long ago - because Breeze City wanted to support Snow Mountain at that time.
It’s too late. The rat tide completely blocked Breeze City and Snow Mountain, and as many reinforcements were sent out as many died.
"Is Agarwal also a supporter...?" Annan broke the silence.
"I don't know."
"He never showed up?" "Yeah."
Breeze City was besieged by a wave of rats, and Agarwal abandoned the mage tower... It seems that Agarwal, like the legends in the royal capital, is on the side of the royal family.
How did the Montreal family lure them?
Annan was puzzled by the fact that the legends were colluding with the royal family, and that the Holy Council was still indifferent - there was no new news from the Golden King so far.
“Because the Montreal family hid it from them.”
“Can they hide it?”
“As long as they don’t leave anyone who knows about it.”
Mr. Swaro gave Annan a meaningful look: "You happen to be the insider."
Annan felt inexplicably cold and insecure, and wanted a soft and warm embrace...or to escape from danger.
"We want to leave the North and move to Wilhelm." Annan picked up the purpose, "Do you know where it is best for us to go?"
"Tatun Empire "
"Isn't the Tatooine Empire not in Wilhelm?"
Mr. Swallow told Annan that the boundaries of Wilhelm are both clear and blurry: the World Island is in the middle. Earth, but Middle-earth is more than just a world island. Strictly speaking, outside of the World Island, the area bordering the Strait of Obiris is considered Middle-earth.
"What about the rat tide and demon tide faced by the Tatooine Empire?"
Mr. Swaro also said that the war between races can be said to be protracted. The devils of the abyss have been fighting against demons for millions of years, and the war between the major races and the rat-men has also lasted for tens of thousands of years. Even humans and newly emerged vampires have been fighting for hundreds of years.
As one of the Thirteen Supreme Kings of the Holy Council, the mainstay of mankind, and the outskirts of the World Island, the ancient and powerful Tatooine Empire is far beyond Annan's imagination.
The fall of the Rekaner Kingdom means that the royal family is hopeless. But if the Tatooine Empire falls...it means humanity is hopeless.
"And that's the only place where you are safe." Mr. Swaro said, as if there was a wanted notice floating above Annan's head.
This dispelled Annan's idea of seeking refuge with the King of Gold. The royal family might dare to go to the land of the Golden King to silence them, but what about the Tatoon Empire?
Mr. Schwaro introduced some more humanities.
As the core of the continent of Allen, there are too many ancient and new things in Middle-earth... Throw Annan into the royal capital, he is that country guy. Throw the royal capital to Wilhelm, and they will be the same country bumpkins again.
But for Annan, how to obtain the fiefdom and settle the people is the most important thing.
“The ‘King of the North who ran to Middle-earth’ will certainly be laughed at by the nobles, but you should be able to obtain a fief based on your status.”
As for the resettlement of the people, Mr. Swaro's suggestion was to let them join the towns and then recall them after Annan obtained the fiefdom.
Annan accepted Mr. Swallow's suggestion, but he felt like he was driven away by the rat people and demons.
"Breeze City is also migrating... Do you want to come with us?"
Mr. Swaro thought.
"And your daughter Alice."
Mr. Schwaro refused.
Coming out of the mage tower, Annan looked back at the snow-capped mountains that were about to turn into black mountains, and a trace of yearning for Middle-earth emerged that dispersed his sadness. Annan came to the musketeers who had withdrawn to the open space to rest, and announced:
"We are going to Wilhelm!"
The musketeers raised their weapons and cheered for a while, and then Shouts rang out:
"What is Wilhelm!"
(End of this chapter)