A strange world

After returning to the street, Annan asked Della to take over driving the carriage for him and got into the carriage himself.

"Martin, Augusta Olmedo is not our friend, stay away from him."

Martin, who couldn't put it down and licked the iron sword to enchant it, raised his head: "Who is Augusta?"

"He's the one who asked you to run out."

Annan earnestly consoled the current danger, used Mr. Fast to threaten him, used delicious food to induce him, and finally turned into Martin's answer: "I refuse."

The legs are on Martin and he can go wherever he wants.

Annan couldn't lock him in the basement.

"Martin, I'm considering asking Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin to come to Breeze City." Annan said seriously.

"Really? That's great!"

"I think so too. There are a lot of trees in the manor, and Uncle Hollin will urge you to cut them down. Aunt Susan will also bring a broom. I guess your butt must miss it very much..."

The joy disappeared from Martin's face: "Cousin, I think the food and beds in the manor are not good for Aunt Susan's health."

Martin was always extra clever at times like this.

"I think so too, but only Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin can keep you from running around..."

"I will never leave home!"

The carriage once again passed the crowd outside the manor and returned to the manor.

The Lundsey family carriage was parked outside, and Francois came to see him.

"Annan, something happened."

When Annan heard this, he suddenly looked at the carriage - Martin was still on it.

After asking the head maid to keep an eye on Martin and return to the room, Annan and Francois came to the study.

"Look at this...it's on the black market and in some taverns."

Francois placed a magic stone on the desk, and dancing lights and shadows appeared in the air - Annan saw the abandoned manor, himself and the fake Levis.

However, the image only contains the initial dialogue, without the subsequent battle or corruption.

"What is this magic stone called?"

"Recording the Philosopher's Stone."

"Is it expensive?" Annan had a vague idea.

"You should be able to buy it for thirty or forty gold."

"Is the number of uses also 50 times?"

"It seems like there were only about ten times..." Francois interrupted Annan's question: "Tell me what happened first."

Annan told Francois what had happened earlier and then asked him: "Who do you think is behind the fake Levi's?"

"Who else could it be but Augusta Olmedo?" Francois replied, suddenly gasping, "Augusta Olmedo is related to the Rat Man?"

"We have no evidence," Annan said.

Just as Annan could not identify Augusta Olmedo, recording the Philosopher's Stone could not be used as evidence to correct himself.

"You were right to tell the Scavengers... they are better at dealing with Skaven than we are."

Next, Annan told the banquet proposed by Mr. Fast

"At this time?" Francois pointed to the Philosopher's Stone.

"In glory, you get false support; in dusk, you witness true believers." Annan replied.

"Then leave it to me and the wine lady." Francois took over the invitation task, "Do you have anyone you want to invite?"

Annan recalled his friends: Tasia was in Snow Mountain Fortress, Wood was in Pinglin Town, and Fast returned to Pinglin Town to protect Aunt Susan and Uncle Hollin.

Almost all of the friends in Breeze City are in the "unnamed organization", and of course they will attend the banquet. However, there are still some familiar people who can send invitations.

For example, Andrew Luna, Goblin Dorai, Tutor Irelanze, Soruman Bronzebeard's mistress...love...companion, the old head of the Lawrencet family, and even the girls from the spinning mill - listen It was said that the owner of the spinning mill closed the factory because of the Susan spinning machine.

There is also the owner of the publishing house. He dare not not come. The book "The Law Breaks the Sky" has sold at least several thousand copies.

"Then I'll ask Brudonna if she will come."

"Bulu...?"

"A young devil."

"Uh... Annan, it's not a good idea to invite the devil."

"Forget it."

…

Early the next morning, Francois came to the manor and said that he and the Wine Lady had sent invitations to the nobles and rented the banquet hall for tonight, but he said uneasily that the content of recording the Philosopher's Stone was fermenting...

But the scavenger still didn't move.

In the evening, Michael, the wine lady, and Francois met at the manor and set off for the banquet hall.

Magic lamps with constant illumination were hung on both sides of the bustling streets, and the passing carriage with the emblem of the King of the North aroused strange gazes from passers-by.

A few minutes later, the three carriages stopped in front of the steps of the banquet hall.

Annan and everyone looked around at the steps and streets in front of the empty banquet hall. There was no one or carriage.

"A bunch of bastards who take advantage of the situation..." Francois cursed under his breath.

"It doesn't matter."

Annan sighed softly, and just as he was about to step up the steps, Della gently tugged on the corner of his clothes.

On the right side of the street, a dozen women wearing plain-colored dresses came.

For the nobles, this is a risky party, but for the girls, this is the best invitation they have ever received.

They stood uneasily not far away, not daring to get close. Annan's sincere smile dispelled their uneasiness.

"welcome."

Annan invited them into the banquet hall, and then asked Francois to bring the maids of the manor.

No nobles will come anyway.

"Can I also bring my people?" Dorai, the goblin next to him, asked expectantly.

"certainly."

Noisy goblins can add to the atmosphere.

With the addition of maids and goblins, the quiet banquet became visibly lively.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the banquet finally welcomed a real guest: the countess.

She wore a long silk dress, and the figure-hugging skirt highlighted her charming curves. Annan welcomed the countess with joy - the last time he was cold made him think that the countess would not come.

Then came the second guest, Instructor Yi Rulanze.

"Nice to meet you." Annan said sincerely.

"I do!"

Annan had no choice but to politely reject her: "Teacher Yirelanze, in the eyes of the elves, our short life is like a naughty child who runs out in the morning and is already a hobbling old man on crutches when he comes back in the evening."

But the female elf seemed to have misunderstood something...

"I will bring you the leaves of the World Tree, water from the Moon Well, and honey from the forest elves!"

"That was not what I meant……"

But Irilanze had already left in a hurry.

What surprised Annan and the others was that there was a third guest: the old head of the Laurence family.

But when the old man walked into the banquet, he saw the noisy goblin who climbed up on the table and sang with a wine glass, the girls who were chattering around the countess, the maids who were clumsily dancing in each other's arms, the idiots who were lying in front of the table eating hazelnuts... …

"Nonsense!" The old patriarch angrily scolded Annan and left angrily.