This banquet hosted by the fake king turned into a complete joke. Not only because almost no one attended the banquet, but the fake king actually invited: a bunch of smelly goblins, a group of dirty commoners, an upstart businessman, and the notorious
The shameless baron
It is said that the old head of the Laurence family went to the banquet hall and exposed the false king's ugly veil on the spot.
——The aristocrats and wealthy people laughed at it with great relish the next day.
It seems that the banquet held by Annan did seem like a farce.
The calls for Annan to impersonate Levi's are getting louder and louder, and some radical nobles are even clamoring to arrest the counterfeiters quickly.
Francois admired Annan for still sitting still at this time: "Aren't you angry?"
"Don't be angry."
Annan, who was sitting behind the desk, tilted his head slightly and said, "Dara, assassinate this person."
The moving shadow opened the oak door and left the study.
"Uh..." Francois realized that Annan was just joking and continued: "Annan, I know you don't want to believe that Olmedo's father is the murderer. But when a person stands like a murderer, acts like a murderer, and does what he does
If he looks like a murderer, then he is a murderer."
"And Olmedo didn't show up at the party last night..."
Annan also knew this, but he couldn't think of the reason.
Augusta Olmedo is not a careerist. He has no reason to cooperate with the Rat Man, even if he covets the position of city lord - this is like a rich man who puts down all his wealth for 100 gold coins on the gambling table.
Francois continued aggressively: "Your continued silence will only lead to more attacks."
"What can we do?"
Annan looked at Francois.
This is a battle within the rules:
Augusta Olmedo knows that Annan is a fake and is looking for evidence.
They suspected that Augusta Olmedo was having an affair with the Rat Man and were also looking for evidence.
And Annan and his friends could not fight against the old aristocratic system represented by Augusta.
As long as Augusta Olmedo thinks about it, the news that Annan is a fake can spread throughout the city in one day. And Annan's attempt to claim that Augusta Olmedo and the Rat Man are having an affair can only make Freud
Lancois spreads everywhere and may be suppressed.
Unless you use additional methods to break out of the rules.
Annan suddenly remembered that he had missed something, and quickly took out the letter paper and wrote to the leaders of Osulund, telling them that he was trapped in a political whirlpool and not to believe any news sent back.
Osurond Territory? Thirty days?
Is there any relationship between the apocalypse forecast and the Reeves family...
"The old head of the Laurence family seems to believe you. Is he willing to testify?"
"We have no evidence that I am..."
The study door was pushed open, Francois looked at the door, and Dela came back with a cup of coffee.
"Did you add sugar?" Annan asked.
"Two spoonfuls."
Francois continued: "What if we tell Olmedo about this?"
"How do you think he will react when he finds out that his father is related to the Skaven?"
Even if Olmedo is really fair, he should not expect him to investigate his father in a fatherly manner.
"Francois, I need you to help me bring Marco."
Marco is the publisher owner.
Marco, who attended the banquet, successfully convinced himself that he was just a businessman. Whether the King in the North was true or false was none of his business. Even if the King in the North was a ratman, it would not affect the publisher's business - maybe "The Sky" would.
Sell better.
"I'll go now."
Francois stood up and said. But as soon as he opened the door, noise and noise came from the corridor, and the maids pressed against the wall in panic.
The standard plate armor indicates the identity of the intruder - a Breeze City guard.
"You are violating the sacred territory of the King in the North!"
Francois blocked the door, and the captain of the guard reached out to push him away, and stepped forward to stand at the desk.
The chill emanating from Dara made him stop.
"Not anymore."
The captain of the guard stood in front of the desk and took out the signed order:
"The city lord's order. Apprehend the warlock, Annan, who is pretending to be the King of the North, Reeves Reeves."
"Do you have any evidence?"
Annan sighed and put down the warm coffee.
"I just..."
The magnetic voice sounded, Annan's black eyes rippled, and Francois looked out the door in surprise.
The familiar silhouette of blond hair walked into the study.
"Olmedo?"
Francois rushed towards Olmedo, but was blocked by the guards.
"You betrayed us!"
"I have not betrayed anyone because I have always been loyal to Breeze City."
Olmedo looked at Annan calmly and suddenly uttered a whisper that only Annan could hear.
"I need your trust."
Annan's eyes fell on the soldiers behind Olmedo.
They are just ordinary guards, only the guard captain is an elite.
And Olmedo knew that he could summon the blue dragon,
"What are you going to do with me?"
"You will be imprisoned in the dungeon and investigated."
Annan nodded lightly: "Lead the way."
Olmedo relaxed slightly, ignored Francois and Dela who stared at him angrily, and led Annan out of the manor.
Before being sent into the carriage, he stopped the captain of the guard who wanted to put a magic ring on Annan.
"Lord City Lord, he is a very dangerous spell caster..."
"But until the trial, he is still the King in the North."
The people on the street threw stones and vegetable leaves and shouted to get out of Breeze City——
Annan couldn't say that they had been fooled because he was indeed a fake. He was just wondering, why did these civilians prepare everything in advance and wait here?
After dozens of minutes of jolting, Annan had no idea where the carriage was going, because a sack was put on his head when he got off the carriage. The only thing he could be sure of was that he was going down the steps.
The eerie coldness stimulated the appearance of goosebumps on the skin, and the air echoed with iron chains and strange murmurs——
Wow——
The sound of the iron door sounded close at hand, Annan was pushed into the dungeon, and the sound of locking the door sounded behind him.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Annan lifted the linen cloth and looked around at the empty dungeon that looked like a great hall.
The dark fluorite on the wall exudes a dim fluorescence, and the cold and damp penetrate pervasively into the bone marrow. Several indescribable dark outlines lean against the depths, echoing with low hums.
A figure that could barely be considered a human silhouette said: "...I hijacked a caravan."
And another figure next to him said: "I am the leader of that caravan."
A ferocious and sturdy silhouette said: "I killed short humans who didn't pay me."
The outline of a giant bear said: "I killed a group of mercenaries."
The last remaining dwarf giant-like shadow of Stephen exuded a wild atmosphere. It said nothing because it did not need words to set off its ferocity.
Then, a few gleams of light in the darkness fell on Annan, who had just arrived, and there was a mocking chuckle.
"What about you, Xiaomi, your crime is to steal the cub's candy?"
