Chapter 981 212. The Big Secret
The fat mayor only lasted a few minutes before collapsing.
Of course he has heard the legends of the Freedom Blades not far from here: they hate evil, do not like nobles and rich people, and make decisions for the poor...
"Don't be nervous, I'm different from them." Annan still wanted to be interrogated, and it was impossible for him to escape.
"No... different?" A glimmer of hope appeared in the narrow eyes of the fat mayor.
"I am Annan."
The hopes of the fat mayor were completely destroyed and dimmed.
He is not an ignorant squad leader. Of course he has heard of Annan's name. There is even a wanted order for a group of Freedom Blade members including Annan posted in the town.
"Oh my god!"
The young mage suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention, "Are you Annan!? I should have known, how could such an excellent warlock not have a reputation? ?”
Annan looked away again. Such flattering goblins from Liberty City were always photographing him endlessly. He already had a legendary immunity constitution.
The fat mayor said painfully: "We...we didn't rob many passers-by..."
"It can be seen."
The kind of professional farmers in the daytime, The gangsters usually lure passers-by into the town at night and wait until they are fast asleep before committing the crime. How could they do it outside the town?
"Then let's..." The fat mayor smiled.
Annan knew what he was going to say and deliberately interrupted: "Oh, by the way, I killed your guard captain."
"Good death! He should have died long ago!" The young mage shouted again , with deep anger and hatred on his face, he gritted his teeth and said: "He is so blind that he dared to rob the great Lord Annan! He ruined the reputation of the town, robbed travelers passing by, and shamelessly bullied the innocent people in the town. Common people, you still peek at a woman taking a bath! Even if you don't do anything, I will find an opportunity to execute him!"
Annan didn't say anything, just stared at the young mage.
He shrank his neck and asked tentatively: "Have I annoyed you? If I have, I will disappear in front of you now and I promise not to let you see me!"
Annan Noncommittal: "Lend me the spell book."
"Uh..."
"Huh?"
"Of course, you are my master, and my things are your things." The young mage hid all hesitation and humbly offered Spell book.
Annan took the brown-covered spell book with some emotion.
Once upon a time, when he was unable to release all spells except summoning, a spell book that "can release all magic as long as it has magic power" became his dream, and to this day, he is completely I can afford to buy seven spell books and use them in rotation from Monday to Sunday, but I have long forgotten my original dream...
But if you think about it carefully, he is not Sean. He can become a great magician by collecting strange fires. If you are still on the road to pursuing the spell book, who knows if you are now a little warlock who is staying in a tavern, saving money and spending money to produce meditation potions, but has not yet broken through to the elite?
Annan opened the spell book. It was thinner than expected, with only a dozen pages. The recorded spells are only the basic one to two levels, and the highest spell is the third level fireball spell - the young mage is not an elite.
Seven or eight pages are dimmed, which means it has been released and needs time to recover.
Overall, this spell book should be worth several hundred gold coins.
It seems very affordable. A magic ring that can release arcane missiles once a day also costs a few hundred gold coins. This spell book is similar to a magic ring, but the spell book can only be used by the caster. The magic ring There are no limits, not even for Martin.
The centurion of the legion came to Annan and said that the townspeople had all gathered.
Annan nodded and walked into the town with Ilimoyas and Maria.
The townspeople were gathered in the open space in front of the mayor's house. They were huddled together like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Scanning the crowd and making contact with their fearful eyes, Annan knew that they were really just a group of residents... They may have done many bad things with the mayor and harmed passers-by, but they were just trying to survive and were coerced. Became an accomplice.
After all, in a group where everyone agrees, dissent requires courage. Forget it, leave it to Francois to deal with the headache.
Annan walked towards the mayor's residence and was attracted by the notice board next to it: there were several hideous and ugly wanted posters on it.
"Who is this?"
Annan looked at the wanted notice in the middle with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, sores on the face, and toothless mouth, and read out the words on it : "Wanted treasonous felon, Annan Reeves, former King of the North... the hell is this me?"
"Sorry, I accidentally said bad words again." Annanhe looked at himself Maria said, "But I don't know how we are similar except that we both have the same face?"
"They did it on purpose. The Rekaner Kingdom knew that you would never come to the front line and used this method to discredit you... And how could a rebel be handsome and beautiful?" Maria said softly.
"You're right."
Annan looked at the dazzling portrait again, bypassed the notice board, and walked into the mansion.
"Master..."
The young mage who was guarded by two soldiers quickly stood up and put on a flattering smile.
"I'm not your master." Annan interrupted what he was about to say, "But don't worry, you won't die. You just need to receive a period of 'education.'"
The young mage doesn't know what "education" is ", but knowing that is never a good thing...
"I...can I trade a secret for my freedom?" The young mage showed some heaviness, as if he had made an important decision.
"There is no bargaining in Liberty City...but you can talk about it."
"No...this news is enough to exchange for freedom." The young mage insisted.
Annan pondered: "What is your name?"
I don't know why I asked this, but the young mage still answered: "Tabareiodoro, Lord... Your Excellency."
"Tabare Otto, I can guarantee that if your information is indeed useful, your guilt will be reduced a lot. As for being completely innocent... it depends on how many wrong things you have done."
"I understand..."
Tabareodo's expression was obviously much more relaxed. It seemed that Annan's euphemism made him more relieved than his immediate promise. He glanced at the two soldiers who were still in the hall. Annan understood and let them go out first.
"When I escaped from the old capital, I accidentally saw a green light flashing beside the king..." Tabareodo lowered his voice.
"Green light? Do you mean evil energy or natural magic?"
"It must be evil energy, I can't be wrong!"
Although the two energies are in The material plane appears both in green, but one is fluorescent green and the other is forest green. The difference is still very big, not to mention that the caster can keenly perceive different energies.
Annan fell into deep thought, not knowing whether to believe it or not...
Although he always slandered Crowe as a rat-man and colluding with the rat-men, there was never any substantial evidence.
Enduring the doubts and walking out of the mansion, Annan turned around and asked: "Maria?"
"I don't know..."
"Can you find a way to test it? The group of elders behind you must know something.”
“I can try.”
(End of this chapter)