Chapter 368 26. First meeting
“That’s Annan’s cat, you shouldn’t say that.”
“I just told him this is a good opportunity.”
Annan came back to his senses due to the conversation between Xiana and Ai Xue. He said nothing and watched them quarreling quietly.
The woman came back quickly and reluctantly handed Lily to him.
"What's wrong?"
Lily let go and jumped into Annan's arms. Olin Montreal and Annan said: "It's your turn."
"I..."
< br>Vice Dean Boris's encouraging gaze made Annan unable to refuse, so he had to hand Lily over to Alice first and go out with the woman.
On the way to the garden, you pass through several corridors. The collection is the invisible boundary that distinguishes the true aristocrats from the nouveau riche. Compared with many nobles, the Reeves family is considered to have a rich heritage. After selling so much, there is still some left, but it is completely incomparable to this manor... The collections placed in the corridor contain a sense of history. .
Annan saw a large oil painting on the wall. It was a shining, beautiful girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat, with a dead red dragon in the background.
Annan slowed down: "Is this you when you were young?"
"...This is our ancestor."
Well, no one is born with So old...but seeing the old appearance of such a beautiful girl in the oil painting is really touching.
Continue to follow the woman, but I feel that she has become a little colder. Why?
Stepping out of the mansion and passing through a cold-resistant garden that still blooms in winter, Annan and Oline Montreal came to see their ancestors.
"What do you want from me?" Annan's respect for her was second only to Teacher Meier.
"It just reminds me of a friend. She is also a warlock..." The ancestor's ears suddenly seemed to be better.
“Is that warlock an elf?”
“What did you say?”
"No." Orin Montreal answered for her ancestor.
Annan grabbed the book on the table, rolled it into a paper tube and put it to the old woman's ear: "I said you were so beautiful when you were young!"
"That goes without saying." Ancestor's naughty side emerges.
After a few words of conversation, the ancestors curled up in the recliner and fell asleep. Olin Montreal and Annan quietly left.
“My ancestors like you very much.”
"That goes without saying." Annan said proudly: "Do you know what the people in the North call me?"
"What?"
"The Succubus of the North."
"Pfft..." Olin Montreal, the aunt of Xiana and Ai Xue and recognized as the iron lady in the imperial capital, couldn't hold back her laughter. "Don't do this in the empire, you will be laughed at..."
Succubus is not a good word.
After laughing, her relationship with Annan became closer.
"Why did a legend have his ears cursed?" Annan asked in confusion.
"It's not that the ears are cursed, it's that the curse was weakened and only affected the ears...and the body." The ancestor was very happy today, which made Olin Montreal's mood better, and it was difficult to say more. : "So our ancestor is only over 200 years old, and he has already aged like this."
Sending Annan outside the restaurant, Olin Montreal did not go in again, and asked Annan to tell them what happened with the housekeeper. Or just ask the servant.
“Won’t you tell them?”
Orin Montreal, who had returned to her normal style, did not answer and left with her leather boots on.
Annan walked into the restaurant and recounted what the woman told him.
The vice president is going to register at the Imperial Capital Etiquette Department.
"I'm with you." Annan said.
Alice and Xina also wanted to follow, but Vice Dean Boris refused them. And the steward who learned that they were going into the city sent them a carriage directly. The family emblem on the carriage can be seen in every department of the imperial capital - it represents the supreme existence of the Tatoon Empire: the Montreal Golden Family.
Boris seemed to be floating when he sat on it, while Annan only felt that the velvet cushion was really soft.
Not long after driving out of the manor, Annan asked the groom to stop first and ran to the open space on the side of the road to open the portal.
Leila, who had been napping while leaning on the ogre with her arms around the fishing rod, woke up. She looked around at the portal: "Where is the sea!"
"There is no sea, nor lakes nor rivers. ." Annan answered before Leila asked, "Go and tell Eli Ruishi to make a wheelchair for me to use later."
"I'm your sister, how dare you order me?"
"I'll look for a lake nearby for you these days."
"I'll go right away." Leila hugged her Run away with the fishing rod.
"Is there anything else?" the ogre lowered his head and asked.
"No, um... I just arrived in the imperial capital and am temporarily staying in a manor owned by the Golden Family in Montreal."
After closing the portal, Annan returned to the carriage.
"Is that... a portal?" The deputy dean's lips trembled.
“Hmm.”
“Your magic item?”
“No.”
During the next journey, the vice-dean was shaking like an epilepsy - because Boris suddenly realized that they could really bring the title of "Champion Warlock" back to Syltovis...
He looked at Annan with burning eyes, and no words could describe his mood at this moment: "I...I love you!"
"Please respect yourself, Vice President."
"What I mean is Yes, you are the hero of Solz College!" Vice President Boris said enthusiastically: "From now on, we will have our own affairs. You call me Vice President, and I call you Mr. Annan."
Reality. Boris doesn't want to miss the opportunity to hug the dragon's legs. A warlock who can open a portal at the age of sixteen can become a legend at the age of seventeen, but at the age of eighteen he cannot bring down the gods from the Kingdom of God?
"...It doesn't have to be like this."
"I understand! You want me to keep respect in my heart!"
Annan stopped talking nonsense and allowed Boris to continue to flatter. Maybe the academy in New Star Moon Bay can bring him over in the future.
The imperial capital that had gone far away in the morning was getting closer and closer now. The layers of buildings stretched around the mountain peaks, like a tower reaching the sky. The lack of walls seems to be the confidence of the center of Tatoun's empire.
But it was different from what Annan imagined when he poured a basin of water on ten people, eleven of them were nobles, and there were rich people everywhere... Annan, who was approaching the imperial capital, first saw an unusually dilapidated area in the lower city. A cluster of shacks.
"What's the population of the imperial capital?" Annan asked.
"Like a few million...?"
Probably more than that. This city is even more exaggerated than the Rat Man's nest... with a population of at least tens of millions.
"Are there many poor people in Syltovis?" Annan asked again.
“Of course not many, there are ‘only’ a few thousand people in the ghetto——”
Of course, the few percent of people who are poor are not that many. There is no winter, and it is close to the strait. People without diseases can survive with a little diligence.
That shack looks like it can accommodate a few thousand people. Doesn’t it look like the imperial capital is in good condition?
At this time, the vice president realized what Annan was saying: "We are in a low city area, not a place for poor people to live. There is a lower city area below the low city area."
"It Where? "
The vice president pointed at his feet.
Through the goose down carpet in the carriage, Annan seemed to glimpse a dark city lingering beneath the imperial capital.
(End of this chapter)