Annan had thought about how he would return to the city many times before.
He thought about asking the players to notify Maria and ask his sister to fly out to take him back; he also thought about sending a main quest to summon the players and ask them to bring materials that can be used to construct the teleportation ritual; he even thought about
After that, directly report to Kaifni and the others that they are safe, and then not go back for the time being - use the excuse of being kidnapped to walk around Noah for a few times.
But no matter which way it is, Annan believes that when he goes back, he should be a calm and victorious attitude.
——He never imagined that he would be packaged by the tragedy writer and "sent back" by express.
The tragedian first ran to Noah's palace and explained the situation clearly.
Then, under the witness and supervision of the smiling and silent Sir Silver, a simple altar terminal was built in Kafeni's room... Then he took Sir Silver back with him, and under the witness of Sir Silver, he regarded Annan as "
"Sacrifice to the Tragedian" was sent over.
Because tragedians do accept living creatures as sacrifices, but Sir Silver generally does not accept sacrifices. If they do, it will only be some kind of contract - such as a house deed, a land deed, a deed of sale, so the sacrifice ceremony for Sir Silver
is impossible to establish.
But in order to prevent the tragedy writer from sending Annan to some strange place... and taking advantage of the situation to change "helping Annan" into "kidnapping Annan", Sir Silver took a special trip to witness Annan being stuffed into the box.
He became a "living sacrifice" and was teleported to Kaifuni's room.
Annan felt his head light up -
When I opened the lid, I saw a large circle of people surrounding it.
"...Is this some new sentiment?"
Salvatore exclaimed: "Speaking of which, I have indeed seen similar fairy tales. It is quite romantic to tie yourself up, put it in a gift box, and sneak it to your lover's home to have an affair...
"
"...Are all your Noah's fairy tales so mature?"
Annan, who was squatting in the box, complained: "And such a big gift box really won't be discovered?"
"You mean "Johnny and Cherry"? When I was a kid, I heard my wet nurse tell that story."
Kafni frowned: "But the version I heard here is that Cherry chopped herself into pieces and made soup, and sent it to Qiao Ni's room in batches with the help of the maid. Then she let Qiao Ni
Ni put her bones together and resurrected her in the attic."
"Hey, wait a minute..."
It was not just Annan who was dumbfounded. Maria next to her also felt something was not right: "Why would you do such a thing? What is the relationship between the two of them?"
"They are lovers, and they were once husband and wife. Of course, I would say they are a couple of liars."
Kafni explained: "Johnny and Cherry are a pair of childhood sweethearts and robber mages..."
"My childhood sweetheart, the Bandit Mage, is not bad. This element is quite complicated."
"——Annan, don't interrupt. Then, when they intercepted a noble, they discovered that he was the fiancé of a countess who had not yet met.
"This countess is said to use distortion magic. She will kill a young girl every month to extend her youth..."
"The version I heard here is that she would bathe in the blood of young girls."
Salvatore added on the side: "Of course, this is unreasonable. It is impossible to construct a ritual that is enough to extend life using this method. But if it is to distort the spell, it would be much more reasonable..."
"Hey Hey hey……"
Annan's expression became more complicated as he squatted in the box.
Don’t look for the rationality of fairy tales so seriously!
But Maria listened very intently.
"and after?"
she asked.
Kafni tilted her head and thought about it for a while before answering uncertainly: "I forgot the middle part. It was probably the intention to let Johnny take the place of that unlucky little nobleman and go see the countess.
"But he fell in love with the Countess at first sight and lived a very wealthy life after getting married."
"Then he must be very handsome."
Annan complained: "It's really important to look good."
"But Cherry was not satisfied. She saw that Johnny was living a good life, so she wanted to join forces with Johnny to get her some money. When he escapes later, he can also have some savings - the countess is richer than the businessmen who come and go.
too much.
"But when Johnny was secretly transporting money, he was caught by the countess. She thought that Johnny was keeping a mistress, so she killed another girl who had a good relationship with Johnny. After that, the countess did not
Any woman is allowed to enter her mansion and have contact with her husband."
"Is this really a fairy tale for children..."
Annan once again raised weak doubts.
Noah's children...the fairy tales they read when they were young were so pure?
"What happened next?"
Maria asked intently.
"Then Johnny was scared out of his wits," Salvatore spread his hands, "but he also missed Cherry very much. So he planned to take advantage of the holy day in April to mix Cherry with giving gifts to the Countess.
During the 'tide of gifts', they were smuggled into the Earl's Mansion.
"But I think this part is the weakest in logic. If they want to steal the countess's money, there is no need to come in as a whole. It will be difficult to get out like this."
"What I heard here is that Johnny missed Cherry very much and wanted to see her again. That's why Cherry would transport herself in... That kind of resurrection spell is also a special ability between them."
Kafni came up with different parts.
Salvatore objected: "But there is no such simple resurrection spell."
"Maybe there was before?"
"It's impossible. If you want to be resurrected by this method, you must store your soul before cutting yourself open. Then transport the soul in specially... But if it is a mansion covered by the magic of the Imperial Order School, even the infiltration of the soul container will be impossible.
An alarm will be triggered..."
Using academic means, Salvatore immediately pointed out the unreasonableness of Kafni's version of the fairy tale and conducted a detailed analysis.
"—Okay, Sal."
"Senior Vatore" angrily stretched out a hand from Salvatore's shoulder, covered his mouth, and made a low and hoarse voice: "No one here wants to know whether this spell is reasonable or not.
…”
"This fairy tale is outrageous if it can be told to children."
Annan couldn't help but shook his head: "How old were you when you heard stories about corpses and affairs? Oh, yes... on the holy day of April, this is what happened in the United Kingdom?"
He suddenly reacted.
Since April is a New Year-level holy day, this is not the story of Noah.
Is it a short story from a magazine about a neighboring country?
"And you don't look nervous at all."
Annan was a little puzzled: "I thought you were going crazy. I was worried that Kafni and sister would go crazy, so I hurried back..."
"Because there is a simple detection ritual arranged on the Philosopher's Stone I gave you."
Salvatore took "Senior Valtore's" arm away and said with a smile: "When I made this prop, I expected that you might be reluctant to use it and end up unconscious somewhere... So
There is a specially hidden effect that can collect intelligence around you when it is specially triggered here.
"I felt that you were not panicked at all, and even responded to the enemy in an orderly manner. So I immediately mentioned it to your two highnesses."
He spoke as if casually.
But Annan knew - it was Salvatore who trusted Annan enough.
If Annan really did not come back in the end, Salvatore at the time would undoubtedly have to pay the price for his words.
Salvatore must have known it too.
But he still chose to believe Annan. In other words, if Annan couldn't fight against the unpredictable enemies... they might not be able to help. Then what he could do was not to cause Annan any additional trouble.
"Were you just talking about Johnny and Cherry?"
After Annan was sacrificed, the tragedian and Sir Silver, who seemed to have been discussing for a while, had just returned.
As soon as Sophocles appeared, he showed a somewhat evil smile: "This is not a made-up fairy tale. It is a real story..."