Chapter 844 Section 75 There Is Nothing New Under the Sun

Chapter 844 Section 75. Nothing new under the sun

Annan could not understand why he, as a victim, became the disadvantaged party.

"It was only a ratman who died... If you continue to pursue it, people will think you are making a fuss..." Olmedo said bluntly. "This is reality. They will not consider that you have been wronged, but only think that you should stop when the murderer apologizes. If you don't stop, you are greedy."

"They will think that you have violated the rules of the nobles."

"The Mad Dog Duke did more than this."

"So your derogatory name for him, 'Mad Dog', is recognized by everyone." Olmedo said meaningfully.

The Saint Laurent calendar is the era of mankind, and the era of mankind is the glory of the nobility...

An obvious example: mages are regarded as uncrowned nobles, not nobles as uncrowned mages.

"Can he represent the Or Empire?"

"No, but you are an outsider. Just like you said, 'I am against my brothers, my brothers and I are against my cousins, and I, my brothers and my cousins ​​are united against others'."

It is equivalent to Annan having a dispute with other forces. The first thought of the people of Free City is: "They actually provoked Lord Annan!" Even if it is Annan's fault, they will think: "They actually made Lord Annan angry!"

"Bow your head, it's not shameful, at least we have made the Empire of the Supreme Thirteen Kings bow their heads, and no one dares to look down on us anymore." Olmedo advised, "We are still young, but we will eventually grow up..."

Behind the bowing of the Or Empire, there may be the Tatun Empire. If you don't give up, it will seem that Annan is too ignorant.

"What time is it now?" Annan suddenly raised his head and squinted.

"Afternoon."

"Afternoon?" Annan narrowed his black eyes: "Why do I feel...dawn has not yet arrived?"

"Annan..." Olmedo looked at him helplessly.

Annan retracted his gaze. Three years had passed, but his still tender face was full of seriousness: "I don't want to follow their rules."

When he touched those beautiful eyes like black gemstones, Olmedo suddenly realized that although Annan always had a sunny smile that was obviously imitating his original self, he never lowered his head...

Whether in Breeze City, Betar City, Star Moon Bay, Seltovis, or Montreal Mountain, in front of epics, legends, dragons, grand dukes, and kings, Annan always treated everyone equally, even the ancestor, his emotions were also love for the elders rather than flattery of superiors.

So the ancestor accepted the goodwill of a little warlock who was not even an elite at that time.

Compared to his fantastic ideas and ability to make money, this is what Annan treasures most——

Olmedo suddenly smiled with relief: "You don't mean to say that rules are meant to be broken, do you?"

"I'm not that rebellious." Annan shook his head, "I just think that I can say 'no' to things that are problematic."

"This time it's Broken Tooth, what if you are executed and killed?"

"I will let you endure it, and when you grow strong enough, you can avenge me." Olmedo said with the same gentleness as her elder sister: "This is war, people die meaninglessly..."

Annan shook his head. It seems that always when he is confident, a strong enemy will suddenly appear and hit him on the head.

In Breeze City, it was Olmedo's father, in Star Moon Bay, it was the Kingdom of Recanel, when Free City was just established, it was the Mad Dog Duke, and when it developed, it was the Or Empire...

"Then how do you plan to 'fight back' the Or Empire?"

"I haven't thought about it yet..."

At this time, Ingrid pushed the door in and whispered a few words to Olmedo's ear.

Annan knocked on the table in dissatisfaction: "I am the mayor."

Olmedo's mouth curled up: "Don't think about it, someone has thought it out for you."

"What?"

"The Tatuun Empire asked you to try to resolve the dispute with Duke Kingsley, and brought you a message."

"What?"

Olmedo's expression became more serious: "This is probably a conspiracy of the rat people. They hope you will calm down."

She couldn't persuade Annan, but the Empire could always pull the rope around Annan's neck, right?

"Okay... I'll try. Has the funeral for Broken Tooth been arranged?"

"Idyllia said tomorrow at noon, are you going?"

"Um..."

Annan and the Duke Kingsley had an appointment for the evening conversation.

He thought he needed to go to Montreal Mountain, but in fact it was just a long-distance face-to-face conversation through a spell.

Annan put a magic stone on the bookshelf in advance as a record just in case.

As the clock pointed to the hour, the oval magic mirror like a portal appeared in front of Annan, and Annan saw the envoy of the Or Empire - a man who looked like a wild boar, sitting on the sofa like a mountain.

"Annan Lewis."

"Duke Kingsley..."

The moment he saw him, Annan knew that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, and Duke Kingsley also knew that Annan knew he was the mastermind behind the scenes.

"You are younger than I thought."

Annan had no intention of reminiscing with him: "I need an explanation."

"Explanation? No explanation is needed." Duke Kingsley's voice was rough, as if the air was trembling, "That's a battlefield, and there are dead people everywhere."

The conversation was full of gunpowder from the beginning.

Annan still looked at him directly: "I can accept that my soldiers died on the front line, but I can't accept that they were framed by villains and deprived of their honor."

"This is the Allen Continent. The strong hold the truth."

Annan's words seemed to anger Duke Kingsley. He was no longer polite and poked Annan's chest from a distance: "You are right, but you are not as high-ranking as me, so I can scold you like a servant, and you can't do anything."

Standing next to Duke Kingsley, the middle-aged man with a goatee who Annan thought was the butler suddenly said: "Annan... Your Excellency, I think you are not so ignorant that you would start a civil war when the rats are in front of you, right?"

Annan's eyes fell on him: "Are you Paige?"

Paige sneered and leaned forward: "Thanks to you, I am dismissed."

Looking at the sneering Paige, Annan couldn't help but think of the body of Broken Tooth covered with dirt and dust, and a feeling of nausea came up.

"You don't even have a trace of guilt..."

"I will compensate the boy's family..." Paige sneered, "As for your ratmen soldiers...I will catch ten ratmen to compensate you? Not enough? How about a hundred?"

At this time, Annan's surging anger, disgust, and murderous intent suddenly disappeared.

Because a bold guess emerged in his mind...

Duke Kingsley and Paige have not realized where they are wrong, so is it possible...the Or Empire is actually within the range that Montreal Mountain wants to wake up?