Chapter 1007 238. House Deed
Annan, who dyed his hair blonde, darkened his skin a few shades, painted himself with freckles, and wore high-heeled leather boots, was no longer so popular.
There are still ladies who are willing to spend a night with Annan, but they no longer have the desire to "hold her in their arms and rub her".
Annan stayed with Renaldo's cronies. Musicians not far away were playing cheerful music in the center of the hall, while the cronies were introducing the origins of the women.
The confidants were a little moved, because the "notorious" Lord Annan did not show much interest in the women, but was remembering the nobles behind them.
He couldn't help but think of Renaldo's summary of the strong: The strength of those who have made great achievements does not lie in their command, but in their ability to restrain their desires.
And there is no need to question Lord Annan’s achievements.
After Annan declined the invitations of several ladies, they stopped taking the initiative to strike up conversations. Annan, who had been purified, took the opportunity to remember them.
At this time, Sheriff Milburn walked towards him.
The cronies left temporarily, Annan picked up a glass of juice and walked towards him.
"Don't you like it?" Sheriff Milburn sounded like he was talking to a junior.
Just looking at his appearance, he is in his forties and his neat short hair mixed with some silver wire makes him look like a decent person. If Renaldo hadn't learned about his private darkness, it would be hard to imagine that he would be a big businessman in human trafficking.
But it is reasonable... The city guards control the city gate, making it easy for the new king to let some contraband pass.
"Uncle Renaldo sent his cronies to keep an eye on me." Annan pretended to smile bitterly.
Sheriff Milburn patted Annan on the shoulder and lowered his voice: "Which lady or lady are you interested in? I will ask her to go to your room to find you."
"Forget it, there's no need to make uncle angry for a little desire." Annan shook his head, as if he listened to his uncle's words.
Sheriff Milburn smiled and said insinuatingly: "Baron Ebbett is so unlucky that he offended the Minister of Military Affairs..."
"Offended? It's nothing, it's just that he happened to bump into him. Load the gun...the sword is ready."
"What to say?"
"Uncle said that the palace is recruiting talents, this is the best time."
Sheriff Milburn also heard about this matter, and there was no doubt that he was involved.
"It seems that the Minister of Military Affairs has high hopes for you." Sheriff Milburn showed an elder's smile, "Maybe in a short while, we will be colleagues."
Annan said modestly : "That depends on whether we can find more freedom blades."
"I won't disturb you anymore, enjoy the banquet, don't worry, I will help you block your uncle's side." Sheriff Milburn winked. He blinked, clinked glasses with Annan and walked away.
When he walked away, Annan stopped smiling.
Sheriff Milburn is an old fox, and it's not that easy to bring him down...
Annan's eyes fell on a girl in a white dress walking towards her with her fingers twisted. Her long orange-red hair was tied into two braids, making her look less wild and more well-behaved.
"You...you want to sleep with me?"
But she ran to Annan and whispered something more orcish than a barbarian.
“What with you?”
So much so that Annan suspected that he had heard wrongly.
The girl blushed, showing embarrassment, shame and other emotions: "Sleep..."
Annan looked at the girl whose face was getting redder and redder, made sure that she was not crazy, shook her head and said: "No , this is too abrupt."
As a result, the girl clasped her pale fingers hard and was about to cry: "Please, sleep with me..."
Annan has never seen anything like this. As a person, even when I was "still" Annan, at most a woman would want to kidnap me, or introduce myself as a big and comfortable bed...
"Are you in any trouble?" Annan guessed.
The girl lowered her head and said nothing. Annan raised his head and glanced around: "Don't want to say? Then I won't help."
"No..." the girl exclaimed, and then revealed the truth. : "My father was falsely accused of bringing contraband when he entered the city and was thrown into a dungeon..." The girl's family ran two shops. Once her father was arrested, the supply of goods was not available. Not only did he face breach of contract, but the shop was also targeted by gangs. Got on...so she sneaked out to help her family solve the problem.
“That’s it?”
"Is it... very difficult?"
"It's not difficult. I helped you, but..."
Annan raised his head: "Maria."
Maria, who temporarily served as a personal guard, came over: "What's the matter?"
"Take her to the dungeon."
Maria looked at the girl and licked her lips thoughtfully: "So you like this kind of imprisonment of pure girls?"
"No... I'm just helping. Let her find her father, Ask what's going on, and let it go if it's innocent."
"Okay."
"Thank you...Thank you..."
Maria took it. The girl thanked her repeatedly and left the banquet. Not long after, Annan also left as if in a hurry. Not far away, Sheriff Milburn looked at this scene with a knowing smile.
The cold winter night washed away the sleepiness that Annan had contracted at the banquet, and the mist of his breath rose, blurring the lights in the distance.
Annan stood for a while and walked towards the dungeon.
As soon as he arrived at the dungeon, he saw Maria walking out alone.
"Where is that girl? Did you send her in too?"
"The father and daughter were reminiscing about old times."
Maria said that his goods were indeed seized, and the person who ordered it was the city guard officer Maike.
This name is not on the list of Free Blades and Free Blades, and Annan knows it.
"I know, let's go to the jurisdiction first."
"Aren't you going to accept the girl's thanks?"
Annan shook his head: "That's not necessary. ”
The city guards also needed a rest, so Annan and Maria went to the jurisdiction: Upper Hot Street, Middle Hot Street, and Lower Hot Street.
It is quiet at night, and the residential areas in the outer city are not as lively as the inner city. Homeless people live in leaky shacks and collapsed houses, setting up a bonfire to keep warm.
In the silence, only the occasional cry could be heard from the three Hoot Streets.
Baron Ebbett's inheritance happened to contain a land deed for Upper Holt Street, but when Annan arrived, the locked door and the dim light from the windows showed that this place had been occupied by doves.
Maria knocked on the door but there was no answer. Annan made sure that the people inside could hear him and said loudly: "I am the city guard, Mr. Olmei. I have the title deed of this house and it belongs to me. ”
After a while, the faint sound of footsteps came to mind, and then the curtain next to him shook, revealing a pair of big peeping eyes.
"Mom, it's the city guard."
The sound of heavy objects and door bolts being moved was heard from behind the door, and then the door opened.
A woman in faded, starched clothes with patches appeared behind the door. Next to her stood a girl holding a wooden stick, with a small head peeking out from behind.
"Mr. City Guard, are you here to take away the house?" The woman looked worried and sad.
"No, I was just joking... I picked this up, did you lose it?" Annan took out the land deed and handed it to the stunned woman. He smiled with a smile that would make the girl blush: "Keep it safe and don't do it again. I just lost something important.”
(End of this chapter)