A strange world

Chapter 467 Section 124. Potential allies

"You are simply unreasonable! You are actually giving magic weapons to a group of untouchables!"

The bandit leader's sudden display of hysteria and indignation made Annan curious and stopped Jack who was about to gag him: "Why not?"

"A mudblood who is only a little better than a slave is also equipped with magic weapons!" shouted the bandit leader who was still a mage apprentice.

The surrounding recruits showed indignation, but some lowered their heads.

The rules of this world cannot be eliminated by eating a few good meals, and they have not yet had time to receive the baptism of proficiency in the common language.

Annan looked around and suddenly asked the earth element to lift a floor tile.

"See? This is orichalcum."

"You...you...this is not a floating city." The bandit leader suddenly lost his struggle.

"Who said I'm not a floating city?" Annan said strangely, leading him to see the arcane energy core.

When the sublime glory that symbolized human wisdom appeared in front of his eyes, the bandit leader lost all resistance, and his lips murmured: "Then... why don't you float up..."

"Does it stipulate that the floating city must float?"

After showing off, Annan returned to the camp and said in a voice that could be heard by all the recruits: "Now, let me answer your question: they are worth it."

The recruits raised their heads.

"If magic props can help soldiers return from the battlefield safely and reunite with their families, I will not hesitate to pay the money. I will also let them go to school and let them learn knowledge and principles without being discriminated against or being punished. It will discriminate against others.”

A simple speech.

But no nobleman has ever said or done this. From the Elf Calendar to the Saint Laurent Calendar, ordinary people have always been the sidelines of the war, just like slave rats in a rat plague. The focus always belongs to the professionals.

All epics and all praises belong to professionals, and only ordinary people standing on the margins play the role of dishonorable thieves.

This accumulation of classes stems from the inertia of rulers to safeguard their rights: nobles safeguard their rule, and professionals safeguard their status. But Annan did not integrate into it. When a noble and a commoner stood in front of him, he could not judge who was nobler and who was inferior.

The recruits were full of loyalty, and Annan also asked Losey to take the bandit leader to the temporary dungeon, and then there were personal issues.

"Did the Mad Dog Archduke ask you to come?"

The bandit leader was stunned for a moment before he realized who Annan was talking about: "You are insulting a great noble!"

"Do you know who I am?" Annan asked, "The King of the North, the Champion Warlock, the Lord of Gem City, even that mad dog Grand Duke must be respected in front of me."

The bandit leader remained confused, it seemed that he really didn't know anything.

"So why did Mad Dog Archduke target me?"

"Mad Dog...Lord Gilles thinks you are invading the principality!"

"I have the development order of Archduke Bullock given to me by the Tatooine Empire."

"The Principality of Montabourlock does not accept slavery, and there is only one Grand Duke!"

The bandit leader, or Mad Dog Archduke's men are very loyal. Annan is not good at interrogation, so he leaves the next step to Dela.

On the way out, Annan heard the sound of whips and screams coming from deep in the dungeon.

Results should be available soon.

In the city lord's mansion, Ingrid arranged for Jack to lead a team of earth elements to bury the body.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and dozens of corpses can easily attract crows to spread the plague. The necromancers sighed, these high-quality corpses can only be treated as useless garbage landfill...

But on the second day, it was the Necromancers' turn to rejoice: the first batch of rat-man bones were delivered.

When the rows of wooden crates are opened and the piles of bones are revealed, a Tatooine would exclaim, "This is so artistic."

Annan came to the "bone-breaking ground" of the necromancers and watched them spread the bones on the gravel beach to dry, scrape off the disgusting shreds of flesh, and then piece them together one by one, release spells, and The skeleton rat-man who only moved and made a "clack-clack-clack" sound was born.

Annan stuffed the farm tools into their hands, and they fit so tightly that they looked like they were made for farming!

The necromancers summoned them as they pieced together, and it took dozens of minutes to piece together about fifty skeleton ratmen from the bones.

There is a strong aura of death lingering around these skeleton ratmen. The next step is the highlight: they need to get rid of the smell of death that makes living things unhappy and makes plants wither.

It will take a lot of time, a lot of energy, a lot of money, until these skeletons can even be held by a child to sleep.

March 10th in the Saint Laurent calendar is the time Annan made an appointment with the caravan.

The caravan following the Twin Ministers back to the Principality of Keating should have arrived at its destination.

At noon, Annan, Itilia and Ingrid stood in front of the opened portal.

"Hello, Minister Franning, Minister Bourque, and nobles." Annan introduced each other: "She is the deputy mayor of Gem City, Itilia Reeves, and she is also my sister."

"Hello, beautiful lady, I have been wondering who would raise such an outstanding boy." Minister Flanning greeted him gentlemanly.

Annan left the subsequent trade negotiations to Itilia.

The Principality of Keating is united by many scattered lords, forming a tight and loose alliance, and the lords are all somewhat selfish, which makes the taxes paid by Gem City goods entering the Principality of Keating vary. There are various requirements.

Annan was confident that the magical image would spark the same craze in the Keating Principality, but he had no confidence at all whether the lord would be able to open his mouth...

Minister Bourque was responsible for negotiating with Itilia. Minister Franning would occasionally correct or make suggestions, and then continued to observe Annan. At a certain moment, Annan couldn't help but ask him: "Mr. Froning, why do you keep looking at me?"

"Young child, can you tell me why I smell the scent of nature on you?"

"because this?"

Annan took out the leaves of the world tree.

Mr. Flanning's expression changed, and he no longer looked down with the unique look of the immortal species: "My child, where did you get it?"

"Messenger of the Elven Court."

"You are a lucky person...there are very few outsiders who receive gifts from the Elven Court."

The negotiation suddenly became smoother. According to Minister Franning, even the Elf Royal Court is willing to show goodwill to Annan, and they have no reason to shut out Gem City.

Even Minister Franning wants to establish a true alliance: he is preparing to send an envoy to Gem City.

Annan readily agreed, but after closing the portal, Idilia told him not to expect too much: "If the Keating Principality is really in a hurry, they will come through the portal."

"You mean we are just one of the targets of this envoy?"

"Um."

It seems that the influence of the leaves of the World Tree is not as great as expected

In any case, the envoy from the Principality of Keating will arrive in Gem City in about half a month.