In Annan's life, Fast acted as a friend and elder. But unlike Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin, who needed protection as they grew up. Until now, Annan still needs Mr. Fast's power.
Moreover, Fast's arrival has raised the upper limit of the strength of the "unnamed organization" - if the hidden strength is not counted.
"Is the trouble you are talking about the people outside?" Fast looked at the crowd outside the manor. "Or is it the epic mage?"
"Actually they are neither."
"What is that?"
"I am not the King in the North."
…
In the study, Annan spent more than ten minutes explaining the ins and outs and the current situation.
"That sounds really weird..." Fast unbuttoned another button because of the sweltering heat, and the fluffy chest hair stuck out like seaweed. "Who would deliberately want to deal with the Reeves family?"
"Bad guy."
There is no doubt about this.
The Reeves family leads an idyllic pastoral life in Osulund. If it weren't for the population decline, the only male would not leave the territory to seek the city lord and fall into a huge web of conspiracy.
Annan began to miss the peaceful Pinglin Town.
"What should I do if you come to the tavern?"
"I promoted Evelin to be the acting store manager."
"Where's Wood?"
"Martin does whatever work he does."
"Does he still crave human blood now?"
"Successfully quit."
Fast told an interesting story: "I took Wood to find a guy who fell into a manure pit and let him suck blood. As a result, he vomited for a day. Later, he retched when he heard human blood. Now he doesn't find animal blood unpleasant to drink.
.But Mr. Victor occasionally asks for some 'vampire blood' and gives Wood the alien blood to improve his food."
Listen to Fast talk and take him to visit the manor.
"Your guards are a little strange." Fast stared at Della's disappearing back, "I have seen elves, they are not always like this..."
"I have only seen two elves, and they are both like this."
Even compared to Irelanze, Della is much more normal.
"Probably because you are a warlock." Fast was noncommittal and came to the window, "You have been enduring the slander from those outside... No, tell the truth?"
There are not only humans in the crowd, there are also a handful of dark green short silhouettes on the edge - they come from the goblin workshop.
These dark green guys carried wooden signs and gathered together to scream sharply.
They were resentful that the King in the North had taken away the spinning wheel business they relied on for a living, so they also became part of the protest.
"Augusta Olmedo's tricks. Olmedo said don't worry about them."
Annan was also suspicious. As Olmedo said, this kind of protest was crude and did not look like the arrangement of the wise old man.
"Do you want to get rid of them?" Fast asked.
"But they are outside the manor, and we have no reason to drive them away."
"I don't know what you are talking about." Fast spread his hands, "They are standing outside, and I am standing outside."
Fast volunteered and sneaked out from behind the manor.
Annan and Michael ran to the study on the second floor and watched from a suitable viewing position as Fast blended into the protesting crowd. Then, without knowing what he did, the protesting crowd suddenly broke into chaos and the crowd fled in all directions.
The bustle that had plagued the manor all morning dissipated.
When Fast came back, Annan gave him a thumbs up: "Reliable Mr. Fast."
"It's not over yet, kid." Fast rolled up his sleeves, and his helplessness and calmness made Annan return to the tavern in Pinglin Town. "We will bring Martin back next."
…
The arrogant Martin appeared on the terrace, looking down at the two people standing below.
"Fast? Annan? I don't know these two people!"
Augusta Olmedo really didn't hurt Martin.
There is only Martin alone in this Olmedo Industrial Manor, and a group of servants who take care of daily life.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. Fast frowned, "Get out of here!"
"I want to catch my breath!"
The echoing shouts silenced Annan. Did he neglect to take care of Martin's psychology, causing him to feel disparate and resent his fate? Weixin asked himself, if Martin became a warlock and he was just an ordinary person, he would indeed be lonely and uncomfortable.
Annan thought Martin didn't care about this...
Just when Annan fell into self-blame, Fast took a deep breath:
"Martin, Aunt Susan calls you home for dinner!"
"I am coming!"
As if breaking free from a control spell, Martin jumped from the terrace and crashed into the bushes below. He flew forward covered in grass leaves, leaving Annan with nowhere to vent his brewing emotions.
Maybe Martin really doesn't care.
While the butler was speechless in the distance, Annan and Fast successfully brought Martin back to the manor.
Entering the living room, Annan solemnly told Martin: "Augusta is using you."
"Who is Augusta?"
"...That's the old man who took you away." Annan suddenly felt sad for Augusta Olmedo. How would he feel when he found out that the guy he had taken care of for two days didn't know who he was?
"I'm not afraid."
But Martin had his own unique opinion. He pointed to his head and said: "As long as I am useless, I will not be used by others."
Fast drove Martin away by saying that there was apple pie in the restaurant. He looked at Annan: "Many big shots need a fake weakness to hide their real weakness. In this way, when he is attacked, he will only lose the fake weakness."
"Annan, you need fake weaknesses..."
"Martin?" Annan realized who Fast was talking about.
Mr. Fast looked at him and said nothing.
"This is not good. Martin is my family." Annan rejected this approach and added, "Although he is not very smart."
"Then would you rather see you being attacked and your friends and family being implicated, or would you rather let Martin bear the pain for you?"
"I don't even want to see it."
"If you feel guilty, just make up for it in other ways." Fast said.
Annan thought thoughtfully: "For example, let Martin truly become your apprentice?"
"No way!"
Fast's reaction was unexpectedly fierce: "I would rather fight a giant dragon and be melted by the hot dragon's breath than teach that idiot combat skills!"
Click——
Martin walked out of the restaurant holding an apple pie.
"What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Fast said he would rather die than teach someone how to fight."
"That man must be terrible."
Martin said vaguely and returned upstairs with the apple pie.
Watching Martin's back disappear, Annan changed the topic and talked about the current predicament:
"I don't know who the enemy is. Augusta Olmedo is suspicious, but he has a good son..."
"I don't know either. But based on my experience..."
Fast knocked on the armrest and said:
"The less they want you to do something, just do it."
