Annan had no servants, no guards, or even a place to live.
However, the people of Breeze City can understand this kind of desolation. The first generation of the city lord also walked through the Faerûn Swamp in embarrassment.
The transformation of one of the Twelve Kings of the North from glory to abjection and then to regaining glory is in line with people's concept of the theme of "revenge".
Now, Annan lives in Lady Wine's estate, enjoys the care of Lady Wine's maid, and accepts the protection provided by Lady Wine.
This reminded him of Augusta Olmedo's last words.
Is this some kind of wise and kind reminder, or is it a conspiracy to plant doubt in my heart?
Annan believed in Mr. Victor, but Mr. Victor was only Lindy’s teacher, and Lindy was just the wine lady’s niece.
But he also thought of what Michael said: It doesn't matter what a person says, what matters is what he does.
Augusta Olmedo, bearing the name of the murderer who attacked the convoy, drove away the noble and rich man who stood on Annan's side, and just said a few words of warning lightly; while the wine lady provided Annan with the supplies he urgently needed.
, like Mr. Fast and others, they knew Annan from the beginning.
Annan is not a fool who will doubt the people around him if others say something casually.
The escort arranged by the Wine Lady has not yet arrived, so Annan cannot leave the manor for the time being to increase his reputation.
After returning to the bedroom and opening the suitcase, Annan took out the spider bottle.
Thinking that he had only fed the little spider once after catching it again, Annan put the spider bottle on the table and looked up at the ceiling and corners - it was spotless, clean and tidy.
If catching bugs in the attic is like catching fleas on Martin, then looking for bugs here is like catching fleas on the Wine Lady.
Annan had no choice but to leave the bedroom with the spider bottle, respond to the maid's greetings along the way, and go to the garden.
This mansion continues the wine lady's aesthetic of connecting with nature, and the vegetation in full bloom seems to stretch with the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the sea.
Annan walked into the calf-high grass, skipping grasshoppers and beetles that were larger than small spiders, looking for larvae.
rustle--
When Annan was squatting in the grass looking for insects, he heard the sound of brushing away the grass behind him.
"Master Annan, what are you doing?"
Annan quickly stood up, hid the spider bottle behind his back, and said to the curious head maid: "I... uh..."
He couldn't say he was catching bugs, that would be too embarrassing.
As a mother of a child, the head maid knew very well what Annan was doing and asked with a smile: "Are you studying insects?"
"Yes! Look at the spider I caught." Annan was eager to prove his innocence and raised the spider bottle, then realized that this behavior only proved his naivety.
"Maid maid, I'm going to continue studying insects." He had no choice but to drive away the maid.
"Okay, Master Annan."
The considerate head maid left. Annan continued to stand in the grass, looking around, waiting for the heat to subside. At this time, he saw a short figure outside the garden fence.
He is about the same height as Soruman Bronzebeard, but much skinnier.
Annan didn't pay attention at first and continued to search in the grass. He caught an unknown insect and stuffed it into a spider bottle. When he raised his head, he found that the thin figure was still outside the fence, moving with him.
This little boy looks familiar.
After a slight hesitation, Annan placed the spider bottle under the shade of a tree and approached the fence, but there was a figure faster than him.
A girl in maid uniform squatted in front of the fence, stroking the little boy's head, her gentle comfort drifting in the gentle wind.
"Sister, I saw my brother..."
The girl rubbed the little boy's head helplessly: "My brother is far away."
"But there he is—"
The girl looked in the direction her brother was pointing, and saw the head maid standing with a handsome boy about her own age.
Surprise appeared in those clear eyes under the sun, while fear and hatred surged together.
The girl hid the strangeness in her emotions and said gently to the boy: "Do you remember what your brother said when he left? Don't trust outsiders, your family is the one who truly loves you."
"That is my brother..."
"obedient……"
…
"Who is that child?" Annan asked the head maid who came to him.
"It seems to be Abby's brother."
"Who is Abby?"
"This girl, she was sent here this morning by the Wine Lady."
Annan and the head maid came to the fence.
"Brother! We are here!"
The little boy cried and shouted to Annan. At this time, the maid named Abby stood up and blocked the boy behind her.
"He is not our brother."
"He is!" The boy loudly denied his sister, crying and asking Annan: "Brother, why haven't you come back for so long? Don't you want us anymore..."
The girl with red eyes said forcefully: "He is not... our brother has gone to a very far away place."
Annan guessed that it was a sad story.
Walking to the fence, Annan squatted down, looked at the little boy at eye level, and said softly, "I am indeed not your brother. You should trust your sister. Your family is the one who loves you..."
The boy was still sniffling, and neither he nor Annan noticed that after saying this, Abby looked at Annan's side face blankly.
The pale golden sunshine in the morning gilded the black hair with brilliance, and the face under the trivial silhouette was fair and clear skin.
Annan could not leave a child with a tragic experience alone, so he turned around and asked the head maid: "There are many empty rooms in the manor, right?"
The head maid guessed what Annan wanted to do: "This may make you unsafe."
"A child can't do much. I don't know how long I will live here, so can I let him live here too? That way Abby can take care of him more easily."
"My lady said everything in this manor is at your disposal."
Just when Annan was about to tell Abby, the maid lowered her head and said, "No...thank you for your kindness. Chief maid, can I ask for leave?"
"good."
Abby ran out of the manor and left with the little boy who kept looking back.
"She doesn't seem to like me very much."
Annan is a little strange. After coming to this world, few people will hate themselves.
"Abby and her brother came from a chaotic street. Their brother disappeared when they were young, so they are wary of everyone," the head maid said.
"You can guess..."
Annan realized how lucky he was to know Aunt Susan and her family...
Annan returned to the grass under the tree and caught the larvae, then returned to the bedroom with the spider bottle, stood on the terrace, and looked at the snow-capped mountains that brought coolness in the bright sunshine.
Knock knock——
There was a knock on the door, and Annan returned to the bedroom and opened the door.
Wearing elf leather armor, a tall and graceful figure with an alien-like face and pointed ears stood outside the door.
"I am Della, the escort arranged by Madam for you."
And she is proficient in concealment and assassination.
