Chapter 443 100. Close at hand
There are actually two taverns in the gold diggers camp by the lake - because most gold diggers work part-time as mercenaries, they can't live without wine just like a dragon can live without it treasure.
"Are you also a gold digger? It's not very safe here. Go south." Annan was going to stay in the tavern.
"I wish you a wonderful holiday." The blonde woman's flirtatious glance at Annan was ignored by him.
Annan knew many women, and the ladies at banquets always surrounded him. The blond women were no better than them in appearance.
The camp leader learned that Annan had let the woman go and said nothing.
The Nuggets are a realistic bunch of guys. They will kill their best friends for profit, but they are not even willing to deal with their enemies when there is no benefit - the blond woman has proven that she is not a vampire, so let him do whatever he wants, there is no need to offend the nobles for a woman.
Annan followed Flas to the tavern. It's not yet evening, but the Nuggets who got some gains have already started celebrating. Of course, there were no girls in the old tavern, so some female diggers who wanted to make extra money took up the job part-time. Their rough shouts, swear words and dirty jokes made Annan cover Lily's ears.
Let the elements stay outside the door, Annan ordered two glasses of wine each for Flas and Farias.
"Why did the Rat Man leave before?" he asked.
"This is Bakar's plan... He is the leader here." Flas replied.
“The gold diggers still have a leader?”
Fras told Annan that the gold diggers who haunted the destroyed old land would gather because of common dangers and interests. For example, a lone Digger cannot sneak into Solrengao City, but all the Diggers will always find a way when they gather together.
The strange movements of the rat men during the day are indeed related to them.
“How?”
Fras hesitated to say, but implicitly hinted to Annan that if he became his servant...
"I don't need a servant." Annan first answered in response to Fras's disappointment, and then said: "But My floating city will need a resident with special abilities."
"I...Sir, can I think about it..."
Fras wants to become a champion warlock. servants of the city, rather than the insignificant subjects of a city lord.
At this time, Flas was interrupted by the arrival of the camp leader. He looked around the tavern, sat in the seat given by Flas, and invited Annan to join their plan.
"How long will it take?" Annan was very interested.
"When winter subsides."
Annan said regretfully: "I won't stay here for long."
The camp leader put down his worries and thought that Annan was just Curious Diggers.
"Then Champion Warlock, what else can we help you with?"
"...Where can I find gems?"
"I suggest you try your luck at the museum. We will go into the city again next time, and you can come with us."
Voice Falling down, Farias showed something strange.
"No problem, but how did you let the rat people leave?" Annan couldn't help but be curious.
"You should be wondering how we do it, right? It's actually very simple. We have an illusionist who uses illusions to lure the Skaven to the north."
"But the rat men are back."
"Only part of them are back."
Annan understood how they could complete their plan: use time to lure the rat men on the hills to the north.
So they won’t start until spring.
The camp leader sat for a while and then left. Annan did not stay long and was ready to check out.
"Lord Bakar said you don't have to spend money in the camp." It seems that the camp leader regards Annan as other young geniuses - he values face because of pride.
Lest the Earl and others on the other side of the hill were discovered, Annan did not leave, but stayed in a tent next to the tavern.
After the earth element guarded the door, Annan asked: "What did you find?"
Farias whispered: "Your Excellency Annan, the legacy the count told me is in the museum."< br>
"It seems we don't have to make excuses anymore."
As night fell, Annan put away the cards and asked Femi and Farias to rest in the tent next door. I added a few pieces of firewood to the stove, enough to last until the next day, and started today's meditation.
The magic whirlpool still exudes the restlessness of the past few days, and even echoes with a substantive tidal sound, but there is still no qualitative change that would make Annan an elite.
Frowning Annan opened his eyes.
Lily jumped up and lay in Annan's arms, purring to comfort him.
Thinking of his ridiculous magical affinity and the fact that he had become a warlock less than two years ago, Annan let go of the impatience that arose from being promoted to the elite—mainly due to the lack of expectations.
Even if he becomes an elite and can learn the third-level spells belonging to the elite, the only thing Annan can learn is summoning...
"Where did the silly cat go?"
" The cat didn't see it." Lily turned up her belly and stretched out her cat's paw to fiddle with the buttons on the mage's robe.
Everyone in the Digger camp knew that the two cats belonged to them, and there were still earth elements outside, so Annan was not worried at all. It would be great if he could learn the magic hand after becoming an elite... With fantasy in mind, Annan put Lily on his pillow and fell asleep.
The night by the lake has returned to silence, and the light of night seems to have dispersed the gray decay of the old soil.
Late at night, Lily raised her head when she heard some noise, and saw the silly cat getting into the tent, and the cat jumped onto the bed with disgust.
Lily moved close to him, but was pushed away by the silly cat who showed disgust. She came close to Annan's head, stretched out her cat's paw and slapped his forehead. A trace of pink breath came out and disappeared into the void.
......
On a new day, the ratmen around Sollon High City moved again, fading to the north like a tide.
The instigator of the gold diggers began to set off, Annan also followed the team. They quickly cleared away the scattered ratmen that had not been lured away, killing them neatly that even Fermi could not do.
Getting a map from Flas, Annan rushed straight to the museum located on the hill.
Femi said again that they were being watched, but Annan didn't care because he planned to do nothing today.
Annan summoned some elements for Femi to take to the museum, and sat in front of the shop window opposite with Lily in his arms.
The view here is good, just in time to see the rats disappearing into the northern hills. Then as time went by, they came from the north.
The diggers at the foot of the hill were retreating. Annan made no move because Lily was napping on his lap.
The rats climbed over the hills, getting closer and closer to the high city of Sollon. Fermi and the others hurried out of the museum, but stopped when Annan raised his finger to silence them.
Because Lily was still lying on his lap.
"Lord Annan! Aren't you leaving yet!"
It seems that because he didn't see Annan, Flas ran back and woke up Lily with his shout.
Lily, who was stretching her lazy body, raised her head and looked at Annan, who was lowering his head.
"If you don't get up we will be eaten by rats."
(End of this chapter)