Chapter 608 5. Succubus Invasion Banquet
Annan quietly put on black gemstone earrings as he approached the garden. He made a mistake - he ignored that he was an elite warlock now. When wearing such Annan, who is as dexterous as an elf and wears black gemstone earrings, appears in the garden, like the protagonist of an opera on stage, attracting everyone's attention.
The girls only thought that the boy was really beautiful, but the women aroused their natural love for beautiful things. They looked at that face with fascination, and those black eyes like stars revealed the opposite clear stupidity - many ladies felt this way.
This gave them the illusion that luring Annan into bed was as easy as using bread to make a beggar bark like a dog.
Realizing something was wrong, Annan wanted to take off his earrings, but it was too late.
"I have never seen you, a strange and beautiful man." A rich lady was the first to strike up a conversation, with fluorescent green light shining deep in her narrow glasses.
"I'm not a local." Annan's smile was friendly and made people want to get close.
“Where do you come from?”
“Middle-earth.”
“Oh, I thought the Elven Court was in Wilhelm.” Another noblewoman Come here, she is thin and tall, with cheeks as long as the soles of shoes.
"I've seen an elf, and he's not as good-looking as you." A pretty woman came over with a wine glass.
Gradually, the women around Annan formed a wall of flesh that was about to surround him.
Like a noble lady who mistakenly entered a men's banquet and was surrounded by men, Annan was also surrounded by the ladies of Huadu, and the tip of her nose was filled with the pungent mixed fragrance.
When Annan was about to sneeze, a hand suddenly grabbed him and pulled him out of the human wall deliberately formed by the ladies.
They hid behind the flower garden, and the crouching girl slapped her chest in shock. The ladies in the distance noticed that Annan was missing and turned to look around.
"It's really scary..."
"Really?" Annan looked at her strangely.
“I’m saving you, can’t you tell!”
Annan recognized her as the girl in the yellow dress from yesterday: “How long will you continue to hold me?”
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“Who cares!”
The girl in the yellow dress threw away Annan's hand in shame, I saved you, don't you appreciate me?
"What did you save me?"
She pointed to the women scattered in the distance: "That is Solidete. She had seven husbands, each of whom could not survive more than three years. Months. She is Mrs. Cynthia, and Celine, everyone from the housekeeper to the valet to the beggar at the door is not spared. Even the dogs in Huadu know her reputation for lewdness. The most terrifying one is Sanita. A population merchant, it is said that she eats several children in one meal..."
"You must be kidding"
What kind of banquet is this...
"...That's pretty much it anyway! A boy like you won't survive for a few days in their hands!"
Annan wanted to say that he was about to become an adult, but his appearance, which looked about the same age as a girl in a yellow dress, was not convincing... …
“What about you?”
The girl in the yellow dress looked back: “I advise you not to think too much, I already have a fiancé, he loves me very much, and I love you very much too. Him!"
Annan did not reveal the insincerity of the girl in the yellow dress: "Who are you?"
"The only daughter of the swan collar, Fatima Sailer." She raised her white chin.
“Don’t know.”
“Don’t know?”
“I’m from Middle-earth.”
“No wonder...”
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The women had dispersed. Annan came out of the flower garden where he was hiding and wandered around the garden banquet: "Where is the girl who is traveling with you?"
"You will see her soon." Fatima · Sailor sells off his skills.
After she finished speaking, she saw another lady taking the initiative to strike up a conversation with Annan.
Annan behaved elegantly and made the lady smile with a few words. After handing out a business card, the lady walked away with reluctance.
"I see you are enjoying it." A sour sarcasm sounded from behind.
"I just haven't forgotten my etiquette." Annan answered her.
"You are so polite, you haven't told me who it is."
"Sorry, I forgot..." Annan remembered that he had not introduced him yet: "I am Annan, Annan· Reeves, the city lord of the Free City in Middle-earth. "City lord?"
"Hmm."
"Then what are you doing here?" Fatima Sailer remembered something: "You want to attend the Flower Capital celebration?"
"Of course."
Fatima Sailer Le's appearance helped Annan. He could strike up conversations with guests at will without worrying about being entangled. Facing the resentful eyes, he found others to hand out business cards to.
The girl Fatima Sailer didn’t see it, or she saw it but enjoyed it.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a shout suddenly sounded in the center of the garden.
"The princess is here."
"Let's go there quickly!"
Fatima Sailer suddenly rushed over excitedly, and Annan followed.
He saw that the princess was actually the girl who praised him yesterday. Her face with light makeup was even more beautiful than when they met yesterday. She was wearing a snow-white dress as fluffy as petals. Standing in the sun, her original long brown hair turned a withered gray, making her beauty look haggard.
Annan was one of the few guests who was not immersed in her beauty. He looked back and found Fatima Sailer taking the opportunity to stare at him.
"Where is your fiancé?"
Annan's attitude satisfied her: "He will not attend such a banquet."
The princess said something, but she was a little far away. Annan didn't hear anything. He only saw that at a certain moment, everyone raised their glasses in unison.
Annan took a glass of hawthorn juice from the table and took a sip like the other guests.
Then, in his last conscious moments, Annan saw all the guests falling down like ripe wheat.
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Deep in the dark dungeon with burning torches, Annan slowly woke up.
The guests at the banquet were scattered all around.
What conspiracy are you involved in?
Annan remained calm. The magic vortex was still spinning. He learned two other three-ring spells on the way, but he didn't find a chance to test them.
Annan's eyes fell on the other captured guests in the cell. Rescue the captured noble? This is indeed the best way to gain favor with yourself.
But first we need to figure out who the enemy is.
Sitting up, Annan helped pull down the skirt of the girl lying next to him. Without waking them up, he first summoned lemon to cut open the cell door, then activated the invisibility of the magic ring, and walked quietly out along the dungeon.
There are many cells along the way, where guests captured from the banquet are imprisoned.
"You did a great job..."
A whisper echoed in the depths of darkness, and Annan approached a dark underground hall following the sound.
In the underground hall with a torch, a pale figure with long gray hair knelt in front of a dark silhouette shrouded in a cloak,
"Transform them, let them become our blood." Chi...kill some and send a few more to report."
"And that boy...is your first love still there?"
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"He..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's his honor..."
"Are you talking about me?"
A gentle whisper suddenly sounded in the dark hall.
The silhouette in the cloak and the gray-haired girl looked up at the same time and saw Annan stepping out of the shadows.
(End of this chapter)