Chapter 658 55. Pretending to resist weirdness
“So can you ‘play’ the Skeleton King?”
Annan spent more than ten minutes telling the story, Annan pretended to be the queen knight and Tell Skeleton King about the plans for contact between the southern kingdoms.
"I want to prepare."
Skeleton King said, stepping into the depths of the tomb.
Annan's attention returned to the weird ones, who were talking about the rockfall spell used when the Skeleton King was rescued.
"Is that a legend?"
"I think it's a demigod..."
"Maybe it's the God of Death!"
The weird ones The speculations are getting more and more outrageous, and they seem to be enjoying it - the stronger the Skeleton King is, the more it means Annan didn't lie to them.
The footsteps of the Skeleton King came back, and Annan looked back and saw it walking out of the shadows - behind the tall skeleton was a red cloak inlaid with dazzling gems, and its thick joints held a fist-sized pure ruby scepter, like a A king of a commercial country.
Ilimoyas must not be allowed to see the Skeleton King... Annan thought, even he couldn't help but want to pounce on these gems.
"Let's go" asked the Skeleton King after changing his clothes.
"Now? But it's dark outside..."
"It doesn't matter."
The Skeleton King seemed to be looking for the feeling of being alive, and whispered majestically: "This is in line with the majesty of a 'death monarch'."
Annan represents the princess, and it is inappropriate for the weirdos to follow. They stayed in the tomb, and Annan and the Skeleton King came to the surface.
The staff held by the Skeleton King tapped the ground. Under the cold moonlight, the soil in front of him broke open, and countless tall skeletons emerged from the ground. It continued to wave its staff, condensing soul fire in the eyes of the quiet skeletons crawling out of the ground.
A team of skeleton knights, a bone carriage made entirely of bones.
A tall knight, nearly two meters tall, came to the carriage, pulled out his long sword as a step, and signaled Annan to get into the carriage.
"Thank you."
Annan stepped on the sword and got into the carriage, and then the Skeleton King got in.
The skeleton knight closed the bone door and returned to the front to lead the team - this honor guard composed of undead rushed to the camps of the southern countries under the cover of night.
Hopefully the humans there won't be scared.
"Do you understand them?" Skeleton King whispered at this time.
Annan knew it was asking those weird things: "Of course, we lived together for several days."
"I mean, do you know their rituals?"
"Rituals?"
“It’s a weird way to kill people.”
“I don’t know...but I can probably guess it.”
When the headless werewolf was caught, these guys were the fastest. The sketchpad man relies on painting, the slug grows in size, the lanky dancing shadow controls the person, the invisible man becomes invisible...
"What do you want them to do?"
Annan thought: "I I haven't thought about it yet...but I should let the candle head patrol the night, the painter sells paintings on the street, and the lanky dancing shadow performs on the street."
Skeleton King said with surprise: "You want them to live a normal life?"
“Isn’t that bold?”
"Yes...their power is incompatible with ours..."
"So after rescuing the princess, I hope you can help me find a way to keep them alive..."
"It's worth it. "?"
"I can make friends with you, why can't I be friends with them?"
"What a novel idea..." Skeleton King said with approval.
Mages love the unknown, and now Annan is doing just that.
Annan wanted to say something else, but the Skeleton King looked up and looked outside: "We are here." A fire burned on the wooden walls of the southern countries, which not only illuminated the surroundings, but also dispelled the strangeness that did not like light and heat.
Annan jumped off the skeleton carriage that fit the Tatooine aesthetic, stood in front of the wooden wall and called to the guards.
“I am the Queen’s knight, and I have brought you the Queen’s commission!”
Not long after, a few heads poked out from the edge of the fire, seeming to be debating whether to respond to Annan...
"Please allow me to introduce to you...the king of the kingdom of the dead, the Skeleton King Leonefah."
Annan moved out the big man behind him, the Skeleton King, and stepped out of the skeleton carriage. The skeleton knights guarded the tall pale skeleton and moved forward slowly.
The guard could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. After a while, the door opened, and a mage dressed in noble clothing hurried out and invited Leoneffa into the camp.
A banquet is being held in the big room in the center of the camp... It is true that wherever there are nobles, there will be banquets.
The southern countries are no strangers to the Skeleton King, and the "smartest existence" was spread by them.
At first they thought Annan was a student or servant of Leoneffa and ignored him. It was Leoneffa who took the initiative to retreat behind Annan and introduced him as the princess's knight. Only then did everyone know that he was the protagonist tonight.
"On the order of the princess, I seek help from all the southern countries." Annan, who had been stared at by the ladies since he came in, raised his head slightly and informed them of the request to clean up Swan Lake.
The big shots who were qualified to talk to the Skeleton King hesitated: "We need to discuss it..."
But based on Annan's understanding of the nobles, this was no different from rejection.
"This is very important, everyone. The princess... lost something very important in Swan Lake."
They frowned and said they would reply to him after dawn, and then arranged a room for Annan - —A wooden hut at the heart of the camp.
Annan had to stay one night and returned to the wooden house with the Skeleton King.
"How is the strength here?" Annan asked it.
"Three epics, twelve masters..."
There is no legend, but it is pretty good...
Knock knock knock——
There was a knock on the door, and Annan opened the door. It was the epic mage from the previous banquet. He's looking for Skeleton King... They seem to be old acquaintances.
"I'll go outside for a while."
Annan came out of the wooden house without interrupting their reminiscing.
He met a girl outside the wooden house who was also looking at the stars and waiting.
"Are you really the princess's knight?" She glanced at Annan and asked familiarly.
It should be the descendant of the epic who entered.
"Is there anyone else wearing the Ring of Lost City to cheat?"
"But I haven't seen you."
It seems that she has been to the palace...
Annan was still thinking of some excuse to deceive her, and the girl suddenly said: "I know that there has always been a knight guarding the princess secretly. Are you..."
Without Colette's torture, Annan would have admitted it, but now he could only say in a deliberately low voice: "I didn't say anything, you don't know anything."
"I understand... ...I understand..." The girl understood, and then exuded a feeling of "the princess is hiding such a good man."
The nobles in the south have never been very reserved...
"But I advise you not to have any hope, those adults will not agree to it."
"Why?"
The girl looked at Annan, as if he had asked a stupid question: "The Lost City is so dangerous, who would go in?"
"Then why are you still here, resisting the weird?"
"No, to make people believe that we are resisting the weird. ”
(End of this chapter)