The Coldwind Fortress is almost here, and it's time for Nigel to get off the bus.
"Well everyone, I have to leave..."
The middle-aged painter, who was slightly stooped, nodded to the other four people. He also said respectfully to Annan, "I also wish you a pleasant journey."
Although Nigel still doesn't know the true identity of "Your Excellency Annan"...but he can also see that Annan and Zhiji definitely have an unusually close connection.
——I’m afraid that Mr. Annan is most likely the blood heir of Zhi Ji.
Nigel thinks he should have more respect for Annan.
Until now, he didn't realize... Annan was actually the future Duke of Winter.
Because as an ordinary person, he has never thought about it in that direction.
After all, Nigel is an ordinary painter who has never been abroad and concentrates on painting, rather than a ritualist like his mother or an evil painter like Amos who has connections with the supernatural.
Jer didn't even know the name of the Duke of Cold Winter, let alone the name "Annan".
He didn't even know how many children King Noah had...only that the king was dead.
On the train, Nigel also mentioned to Annan and the others that part of the reason why he chose to leave Noah at this time was because of the death of His Majesty the King.
He predicted that from now on, until the time when the Silver Lord's Day approaches, the royal capital will probably become more and more chaotic. Even painters like himself may be asked to stand in line, or die in an unintentional disaster... I don't want to cause such trouble.
, Nigel just ran away ahead of time.
How did the king die? Who will be the new king? What will happen to Noah in the future?
——I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t understand, but it’s better to sneak away first.
That's what Nigel thought.
This is the political common sense of ordinary people.
Since Viscount Rossburg, Annan has almost never met a mortal person who has nothing to do with the supernatural world and the high-level officials of the kingdom.
Although Nigel is a quite famous painter in Noah, after all, he can only get appointments with newspapers. He is not very rich, and he has no connections with high-level officials...
For a real big shot, a celebrity of this level is just an "ordinary person with some fame". He may not even be considered a chess piece.
Therefore, even towards Lin Yiyi and the other three players who can take the subway, Nigel's attitude is respectful and gentle. He is afraid that he has offended the children of some big shot...
"It was a very pleasant journey, Mr. Nigel."
Lin Yiyi smiled and said: "I also wish you a safe journey."
Annan sat down, closed the open book, nodded slightly to Nigel, and said very naturally: "May grandma keep you safe in the winter."
"Yes, I also wish Yin Jue... Oh, I should praise the name of my grandmother here."
Nigel laughed and finally said to Anando: "May my grandmother protect you."
Then, he picked up the suitcase a little tiredly.
For ordinary people, this kind of journey that starts in the morning and finally arrives at the destination at eight or nine in the evening is still a bit laborious and tiring.
As the train slowly slowed down and stopped, a huge sound of deflation was heard.
The car door opened, and the biting cold wind blew in from the outside, making everyone shiver from the cold.
It's embarrassing to say that he is the only male among the three players, but he is also the only player whose physical attribute is less than 5...
After Nigel got out of the car, Si An quickly reacted and crossed back from the corridor, sitting next to Annan again.
Although it was already half past eight in the evening, six or seven people got on the bus.
Now it's February, the weather has warmed up very early in Noah, and the capital is no longer as cold as before.
The players have already put on windbreakers and cloaks, and underneath they are wearing woolen waistcoats or shirts - this is a batch of "player standard equipment" that Annan asked Longjing Tea to negotiate at wholesale prices, and each player has one piece.
Each person will receive a house in Roseburg, and eight sets of clothes throughout the year will be purchased in advance and delivered in advance when the season comes. Annan plans to regard this as a benefit for veteran players.
It doesn't cost a lot of money or a lot of effort. But it can make players clearly feel that they are indeed remembered by Annan.
When new players come in the future, old players will also have a sense of superiority - and this sense of superiority is not at the expense of the new players' gaming experience. This is the most annoying thing.
"I thought Mr. Nigel could give each of us a painting."
Jiu'er sighed and mumbled softly.
Si Anke also smacked his lips, obviously feeling a little regretful: "At least he gave us a sketch or something... When he becomes famous in the future, he will definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money."
"What are you selling? This is so valuable as a souvenir."
Jiu'er retorted: "This is something that most people can't get, a souvenir of traveling with a famous painter. Isn't this more meaningful than the little money from selling it?"
"He can't draw because he's not in the mood."
Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and replied: "Your Excellency Nigel, it may not be all for travel or refuge... He may be in some trouble."
"trouble?"
Lin Yiyi showed a curious expression: "How did you tell?"
"It's very simple. When we came, the hydraulic platform had already returned to the top. There were no staff nearby, which means Nigel should have gone down very early. And there is a problem here..."
Annan flipped through the book and replied softly: "Don't he know any friends?
"Even if no one else except him can enter the subway floor, they can still talk on it and wait for the time to pass. Waiting for the train alone is not a pleasant experience.
"As a well-known painter, Nigel has many people who want to flatter him. With his cautious character when dealing with people, he will not offend any friends. But he took the subway alone and directly
Waiting for the train on the subway level…”
"...Does this mean he escaped secretly?"
Lin Yiyi speculated along Annan's train of thought.
Si Anke shook his head and rejected his sister's statement: "To be precise, he probably doesn't want others to worry about him.
"What he wants to do when he comes to the Principality of Winter is not just for tourism. It should be something dangerous..."
He got stuck when he said this.
As a truly ordinary person, what other dangerous activities can he participate in?
Seeing them fall into silence and thinking hard, Annan couldn't help but laugh: "Why doesn't he draw us a picture... The answer is very simple.
"He is an ordinary person in his fifties. There is no way he can have a picture frame, easel and canvas in a suitcase that can be carried with one hand. The canvas cannot be folded, and the easel and picture frame cannot be put away.
.If you put pens, palettes, mixing oils and paints in there... the remaining space cannot hold a few sets of clothes, let alone daily necessities."
This is a question that players in modern life will not consider.
In a world where the technology tree reaches roughly the sixteenth century AD, traveling is not that simple.
There are no canteens everywhere where you can buy water and food, and clothes, shoes and tools are not easy to buy, and there are no convenient props like mobile phones that combine wallets and ID holders. Medicines, drinking water, food, clothes, and most importantly...
…Silver coins and copper plates used in daily transactions are not light in weight.
In addition to the preparations he had for work, how could he only bring so few things?
"The answer is simple. That is, from the very beginning, Nigel knew where he was going and what things he didn't need to take. He was not 'traveling' aimlessly, wandering around, but had a clear destination."
On business trip'."
Annan replied calmly: "So the situation is obvious. He should have been called here by someone. He would be willing to risk going to a foreign country, but this matter must be kept secret from his friends - so naturally
Somewhat dangerous."
Spy? Elope? Smuggling? Digging for treasure?
Or something else?
After hearing Annan's reasoning, the players immediately had various speculations in their minds.
Annan glanced at them and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, stop guessing. In short, if we are destined to meet again, we will definitely meet again... Your Excellency Nigel is not the kind of person who would do anything dangerous. Wish him good luck.
Maybe we'll meet again soon.
“Let’s eat something to fill our stomach first, we will get off the bus in less than an hour.
"When we get to the place, I'll treat you to a supper."
On the other side, in the Tower of Storms, which is surrounded by never-ending storms.
Maria slowly opened her eyes, frowned slightly and looked into the distance.