Chapter 455 Chapter 112 Warlock Action

Chapter 455 Chapter 112. Operation Warlock

As an independent lord, a king who has lost his homeland, and a monk who is a secret member of the Holy Temple... Annan can ignore the so-called recruitment order, but - Annan's magical image and trading business are closely related to the Tatooine Empire.

Maintaining a good relationship with the empire can only be good for the newly born Gem City... There are not many opportunities for the Tatoon Empire to owe favors.

Eli Rubble's father is an elf. Although it is not clear what kind of blow his father received at the time to do such a thing, and elves who are based on blood are unlikely to accept him, Annan has the responsibility to do something for his capable subordinates. What.

And maybe you can even get news about the elf mentor!

Although the enthusiasm of the elf mentor is overwhelming, it is always a good thing to reunite with old friends in a foreign country.

And the aesthetics of elves are not much different from humans, and they appreciate all art, including magical images.

It is only the human race that makes magical images popular in the North, in the Tatooine Empire, in Middle-earth and in the future South, but if it spreads among other races...

Also, Annan’s impressions of elves all come from Della, the elf mentor. The former is a dark elf, transformed from a ratman, and the latter... is a special case. Neither of them can represent the mainstream elves.

"Is this why you agreed to the etiquette department?" Ou Linlin interrupted Annan's talk.

"I can't find any reason to refuse... They are the envoys of the Elf Court, and even the farming that is about to begin is not as important as them."

Oulin was noncommittal, but she was clearly questioning Annan's identity as a warlock.

"I'm just a boy who was manipulated by the stereotype of a warlock..."

Annan thought that the first law of the future Gem City was not to discriminate against warlocks!

The motorcade carrying Annan continued to the top of the mountain. Annan kept talking, and Ou Lin mainly listened.

"Why are not you talking?"

"Have you seen the knight talking to the princess?"

While Annan was still thinking about the meaning of "princess", the team approached the palace garden around the mountain.

The Montreal Mountain gives people a sense of majesty, and the palace gardens surrounding the mountain give people a sense of grandeur. The granite ring that hangs over the entire palace garden is like the sacred ring of Mount Montreal, with the statues of gods standing on the sacred ring. It is said that before the Year of Troubles, every statue was the eye of the god.

Olin stopped outside the garden, and officials from the Ministry of Ceremonies led Annan to a hall outside the palace complex.

There are also some men and women here, and Annan's arrival makes them look at them with some scrutiny.

Before Annan could confirm their identities, the etiquette official who came in said: "You are all warlocks. In addition to those who participated yesterday, there are also new warlocks. Your task is to appease the elf court's envoys and try to satisfy them." their demands.”

This is the first time Annan has seen so many warlocks.

But this kind of request...what does the empire think of warlocks?

"The envoy from the Elf King's Court is a guest at the banquet. Come with me."

A dozen warlocks followed the officials of the Ministry of Ceremonies and walked deeper into the palace.

"I am Solan Prato." A handsome young man came over.

"Annan Reeves."

"I know you, the reigning champion warlock, Jack."

Solan narrowed the distance with Annan with just a few words.

"My talent is to make people who hear my words feel good. Are you interested in collaborating?"

"How to cooperate?"

"Let me play the leading role in your next Magical Image."

"Does your ability work through any medium?"

"Of course..." Solan said proudly, "otherwise why would I be invited by the etiquette department?"

It seems that each of these dozen warlocks has their own abilities...

"What is your ability? Take beautiful magical images?"

"call."

"I really envy you..." Solan's envy didn't seem to be fake, "I can only learn knowledge and spells honestly like a mage."

Now it was Annan's turn to envy him.

"How about it? You'll be able to use my ability."

"Of course it's no problem, but I don't know when my magic image will be... You save money first, and I'll let you know when I'm ready?"

"Saving money?"

"Pay you for playing the leading role."

"Well……"

Solan stopped talking.

"Do you know about the Warlock Protection Association?" Annan asked proactively.

"They are coming for you?!" Solan's voice became louder, attracting attention from everyone around him.

"No, they just haven't come to me yet."

It stands to reason that Annan's reputation is big enough, but only the witch-hunting group came to him under the guise of the Warlock Protection Association.

Solan couldn't hide his disappointment: "Don't think about it, our world is a remote and remote place, there are not even a few legendary warlocks, and the gods don't want to take a second look..."

Does it turn out that every warlock fantasizes about being taken care of by the Warlock Protective Association?

Annan wanted to ask more about the world outside Allen's continent, but they had already reached the destination of their trip: the changing room.

Cool robes and cool leather armor were available for them to choose from—all elven clothing.

The warlocks went to pick out suitable clothes with ease. Only Annan stood there: "Do we have to wear this?"

"This is in line with the preferences of the elves." said the etiquette official who led them over.

Annan didn’t think so: “Can you tell me yesterday’s results?”

"...We only recruited a few warlocks yesterday."

"So the results are not good, right?" Annan whispered, "We are humans. In appearance, humans are not as beautiful as elves. Wearing their clothes will only look like a poor imitation..."

The official of the etiquette department showed a "no wonder" look.

He coughed lightly, changed his words so that all the warlocks no longer had to choose elf clothes, and led them to another changing room - here were all human clothes.

Annan felt that this mage's robe was very suitable. After being signaled by the etiquette department official for a long time, he reluctantly put on the black gemstone earring, which was still one.

After changing their clothes, the sorcerers, who seemed to be shining, arrived at the banquet that was taking place.

The atmosphere suddenly changed. The warlocks who were indifferent to each other and even hostile to each other enthusiastically welcomed the "pointy ears" at the banquet.

It's people like you who make Warlocks have such a bad reputation!

Annan changed his mind. From now on, the first law of Gem City is that warlocks are not allowed to enter!

"Aren't you entering the banquet yet?" the official asked.

"Your methods are too clumsy...I want to do it in my own way." Annan made up an excuse: "The elves are just arrogant, not stupid. Will they not know the purpose of your approach? The elves believe in nature, so I will too Approach them naturally.”

The officer appreciated: "Olin said you have a way to deal with them, and it seems you do."

Orin! ?

Annan instantly linked Olin's previous disappearance, escorting the elf messenger, and her own recruitment...she actually pandered...she actually betrayed herself!