Chapter 667 64. "Prince's Daughter"
The shadow elves wandered carefree by the lake.
Annan took off his wet gray robe, activated the cleaning technique to dry the magic robe, squatted by the lake and stretched out his hand. The shadow elf came over happily, Annan touched it,
"You guys Who has leftover humanity?" Annan asked the weirdos.
They were silent.
"...I still have double."
"Master Warden, I have some left." The personification took out some body fragments from its evening gown.
Annan took it and sprinkled the pieces into the lake like fish food.
The shadow elves happily swallowed these fragments, circled around Annan, and swam towards the Bielsa River.
At first Annan thought it was bringing something back, but after looking at it for a while, he found that it had really left.
Well...I thought my charm couldn't be stopped even by weirdness, but it turns out I just met a weird mercenary.
“Let’s go to the royal city while it’s still noon.”
Rescue the princess and end the incident in Lost City. Accompany the Crimson Princess to complete her plan and become allies. Annan's trip to the south came to a successful conclusion by attending the March Celebration in Huadu.
No...it's not complete yet, he hasn't met the Rat Man yet.
Annan first followed the Skeleton King back to the tomb, watching the Skeleton King solemnly bury the little boy's bones by the woods, and then told the fat noble: "I will go to the royal city again, and I will send you to the flower garden when I come back." ”
The fat noble appeared inexplicably and unknown...
Annan picked up a flowerpot planted with branches from another world - this was the key to his smooth entry into the royal city, along with the magic scroll given to him by the Skeleton King, and the strange prison. The members set out for the city. On the way, he inquired about the situation of the rat people in the south.
"Those rats dare not come to Lost City." Candlehead said.
"I saw it by chance... They are smelly and ugly!" said the Slug.
The slender dancing shadow is dancing, and the rest have been in Lost City since they were born and have never seen the rat people.
"Anthropomorphic, what about you?" Annan looked at the only silent weirdo.
"I...I made a mistake..."
"What do you mean?"
"I drank too much at a banquet and was forced by the host of the banquet. ...Forced to sleep with his rat maid..." The anthropomorphic voice became smaller and smaller.
"How do you feel?" Annan asked.
"What...?" Personification thought he heard something wrong.
Other weird expressions are similar
"I mean...are they like humans?"
Anthropomorphic asked hesitantly: "What kind of... are you referring to... …Like a human?”
“Appearance, habits, language”
The anthropomorphic person breathed a sigh of relief: "The ones that look like humans are very human-like, and the ones that are not like humans are very unlike humans..."
"Did anyone speak just now?" The sketchpad man said sarcastically on the drawing board.
“Those Skaven maids are all different... The Skaven of the McKean clan are all big, the Drane clan is hairy, the Hatarian clan is petite and timid, the Tatoon clan is primitive, Stu The ratmen of the En clan are most similar to humans and elves..."
The Sturn clan is Maria's clan, but there are not many ratmen like Maria in the clan... They are specially trained as spies. After many times of interbreeding, the rat-man bloodline has become extremely thin, almost equivalent to that of a half-elf with a lifespan of only more than a hundred years.
There is only one reason why they are called rat people... As long as there is a drop of rat blood flowing in your blood, you can only obey the rat god.
The shadow of the Rat God always hangs over the southern continent.
To a certain extent, the gods have lost contact, but the equally lost mouse god has reduced the pressure on the southern countries - especially the McKean clan who has also fled to the north.
And the appearance of numerous anthropomorphic treasures and the advantages of each rat clan is not as simple as "because of a mistake" as he said. "Warden, are you..."
"I'm just curious about the other ten species of rat people in the south. I have fought against Stuen rats and McKeon rats."< br>
The more he talked about anthropomorphism, the more excited he became: "Actually, ordinary ratmen are basically the same, just stronger and slimmer. Only those ratmen slave owners can distinguish their subtle differences. Those who will appear at noble banquets are special ratmen... ..."
Annan suddenly felt that he was not that unable to accept knowledge.
Since Annan entered the city for the first time, many weird things have appeared in the outer city... They seem to appear out of thin air, entrenched in their respective territories, devouring other weird things, or being swallowed by other weird things.
Everywhere Annan and the others went, the weird ones dispersed one after another, so that the weird prison members who bullied the weak and feared the strong wanted to take the opportunity to fill their stomachs, but Annan refused.
The most important thing now is to get to the royal city smoothly.
The weirdos were talking about it, and when passing by an intersection, the personification suddenly said: "Warden, do you think the fork in the road ahead looks like the double humanity you owe me...?"
"..."
Annan thought they were noisy, and there happened to be two branches that he had not yet had time to do: the jade essence in the basement of the Sphinx family manor and the material storage point of the Church of Order.
He sent them to bring the things back, and he and the Burnt Girl continued to set off. The weirdos looked at each other and finally fell silent.
Even if they kept traveling for a moment, at dusk they had just arrived at the outskirts of the inner city, which was still three streets away from the Church of Order.
It seemed that they would be able to reach a safe place if they went a little further, but the Skeleton King warned, but they must not rush at night...
Before the last afterglow disappeared, they hid in the cellar of a house.
As night falls, Lost City falls into another strange noise...
Ghosts wandering the streets, knocking sounds from the attic, the sounds of children chasing and playing, and the sounds outside the cellar Wandering footsteps...
Annan fell asleep peacefully in the company of weird people...
In Lost City, the Demon Lord could not touch Annan's dreamland.
In the early morning, Annan got out of the cellar and continued to rush to the royal city.
As morning approached, Annan saw the magnificent walls of the royal city again.
Standing in front of the city wall, Annan recalled this trip... It is difficult to find something happy in Yiwen City, even the weird prison members who look like humans wearing weird skins all have their own unique characteristics. story.
The city of strange news...the city of sadness.
No wonder the bandits from another world in the world gate say this is a dead world.
Annan put away his emotions and entered the royal city.
The tower remained silent, but when Annan approached the palace, he was greeted by the destroyed debris wall and the empty front hall.
“Are we late?”
Annan had no way of knowing whether the nobles in the front hall were killed or escaped...but the debris wall leading to the depths of the palace was also destroyed. .
What about the princess...?
Annan's mood sank to the bottom. He leaves the weirdos outside and enters the palace with the Burnt Maiden.
The long dark passage no longer lit up the magic lamp to welcome...
The silent Annan quickened his pace and finally saw the circular square in front of him and the princess who was still sitting in front of the sealed door.
Annan breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to speak out, a slender arm emerged from the darkness and covered his mouth.
"Shh..."
"She is fake..."
(End of this chapter)