Chapter 1032 263. Councilor’s Long Banquet
Annan placed the magic lamp so that the gentle halo could shine in every corner of the cell, and left the dungeon with Maria.
Iron Maiden sank into the bed, pursed her lips, as if relishing the sweetness of apple pie...
"I thought you couldn't help but help her open the shackles."
"This little trick can't fool a sorcerer."
Annan was the only one who lied to women, and there was no time for women to lie to him.
Even a shrewd dragon like Ilimoyas has to hand over the treasure obediently, and the Iron Maiden's temptation is really lame.
Coming out of the dungeon, Annan bumped into Renado's cronies who were running towards him. He handed an invitation letter to Annan.
“Whose invitation is it?” Annan lowered his head to tear open the invitation letter.
"The Chairman's."
Annan raised his head in shock.
The signature of the invitation letter is indeed the chairman of the parliament, inviting Annan to attend the banquet tomorrow night.
Unable to figure out the president's thoughts, Annan ran back to the official residence with the invitation letter in hand.
"Has the Speaker held banquets before?"
"Very few, but not none." At this time, Renado advised Annan not to think too much.
There were many people at the banquet, and many of them were big shots. The chairman of the council might not know anything. Maybe he just invited big shots from the new royal capital to the party.
"Am I considered a big shot?"
"You are considered a hot shot in the future." Renaldo said pretending to be relaxed.
Annan is still a little worried because he just came out of the Iron Maiden's cell...could he still be affected by her bad luck?
It’s easy to confirm, just know who is on the chairman’s invitation list.
Renaldo said he would help with the investigation.
Annan was also idle, looking through the list provided by Sheriff Milburn, and picked one he didn't like.
"The Purification Tribunal is working, I suspect that you have hidden the Blade of Freedom."
The label is slapped with ease. If they don't resist, they will go in to collect evidence and arrest them. If they resist, they won't even need an excuse. Call directly to collect incriminating evidence.
This is a trick that Annan has tried repeatedly. It's not that he stereotypes that all nobles' butts are unclean, but that in the Kingdom of Ruikanl, it's hard for your butt to be clean.
Annan intercepted part of the seized property and sent the rest to the palace.
This is probably the reason why Crowe trusts Mr. Olmei - not only do other officials use clever excuses to ask for funds, but they also put all the money they get into their own pockets. Not only does Young Master Olme do things for free, but he also sends money to the palace. And it is efficient and non-corrupt.
This is also the reason why the nobles hate Annan to the core. He seriously violated the unspoken rules of the new royal capital. Everyone is risking their lives to make money. If you don't do this, aren't you putting us on the fire?
But the Minister of Military Affairs was standing there, and they had to weigh themselves even if they wanted to touch Young Master Olme.
The nobles had no choice but to do the next best thing and instead sent gifts, invitations, and even women to win over Young Master Olmei.
Annan, who brought a group of prisoners back to the Court of Purification, suddenly realized, could it be that the Chairman of the Council was making connections for the nobles?
But the Council Chairman Renaldo mentioned was not such a person.
As a high-ranking council leader and a legendary mage, there is no difference between nobles and civilians in his eyes. It is impossible for such a being to look down at the mortal world.
As for the invitation list, Renaldo got part of it: many princes and ministers were on the invitation list, which could give Annan some peace of mind.
But Renaldo became uneasy.
Because there is another name on the list: Agarwal.
“Are you going?”
Reynado is worried that Annan will not be able to control his emotions by then.
"Why not? He can pretend that nothing is wrong with the Chairman's relatives who died in Breeze City, why can't I?"
The flaming figure full of power and power appeared in Annan's mind, no Do you know who is more powerful, him or the Demon King?
After a long interrogation, Annan put Sheriff Milburn and the captured nobles into adjacent cells in a vicious manner.
At least let the nobles know who killed him.
Annan came to the depths of the dungeon again, and a faint noise came from a distance, which surprised him that he could still hear it from such a distance. "Miss Louise, what do you want to eat today? Apple pie, soup, or me?"
The Iron Maiden was silent for a moment and chose the fourth one: "Please let me out. …”
Annan shook his head and repeated the answer he had repeated several times: "No, you will release the bad luck."
"I won't release it..."
"I want to protect...what did you say? ?”
“I will not release bad luck...”
“Really?” Annan confirmed again.
"Well..."
Annan pulled out the devil's contract: "Then let's sign the contract!"
Iron Maiden said softly: "I can't move, please help me unlock the shackles ..."
Annan stopped and said, "Don't you still have a mouth?"
The Iron Maiden's words were just a lie. She refused to sign the contract with her mouth and made Annan fall down thirteen times on the way out.
If Annan hadn't been soft-hearted and put away the crystal in advance, Iron Maiden would have been the unlucky one.
There is really no good way to resolve the grievances faced by Iron Maiden Annan, but there is someone in Liberty City who can...
Annan asked the nun at the orphanage for advice, and she said softly: "In addition to feeding Food, but also companionship."
"How to accompany her?"
"Talk to her, tell her stories, coax her to sleep..."
Annan was thoughtful.
The next day, Annan came to the depths of the dungeon holding a bowl of hot soup.
The iron girl refused to speak or open her mouth, Annan sat beside the bed: "How can you have the strength to hiss if you are not full -"
Annan bounced up as soon as he touched the bed.
My butt seems to be swollen from a fall...
Looking at Iron Maiden who still didn't speak, Annan had no choice but to put the soup aside: "I'm going to the banquet and will come back to accompany you later." After saying that, he rubbed his butt and walked away.
In the depths of the dungeon that gradually regained its tranquility, a chuckle rang out.
......
The president's manor is adjacent to the palace, almost separated by a wall. But for the power of the Councilor in the kingdom, this is nothing.
The long street outside the manor was filled with luxurious carriages and guests, but not many people paid attention to Annan. It seemed that he was overthinking it. He was just one of the guests at this grand banquet.
However, as the most talked-about person in the new royal capital recently, someone soon took the initiative to find him.
The energetic noble lady invited Annan to dance.
Even though he is trying his best to look ugly, Annan still has a good-looking skin.
Following Renaldo's suggestion and finding something to do for himself, Annan held her hand and followed her to the dance floor, dancing closely to the soothing music.
With some thoughts in mind, the noble lady hugged Annan's waist and slid it down bit by bit... When it landed on her butt, Annan suddenly arched forward.
"Don't be so hasty..." The noble lady smiled coquettishly, her eyes as charming as silk.
"No, it's because my butt is swollen..." Annan explained.
Butt... is swollen?
The noble lady didn’t know what to think of, so she quietly released her hold on Master Olmei’s hand, and walked away with an excuse before she finished dancing.
She would hate herself to death if she knew what she missed, but luckily she didn't know. And after tonight, the nobles may send men to Annan.
(End of this chapter)