A strange world

Annan stood in front of the steps of the trial court, his eyes narrowed by the dazzling sunlight.

The companions stood in front of the steps in the sun.

"Welcome back."

Francois pushed his way to the front and extended the ancient and unique courtesy to Annan. Then he was ignored by Annan, who didn't know him.

"I'm sorry that I had to arrest you in a hurry. They had already taken action when I received the information, so I had to get ahead of them." There were footsteps behind him, and Olmedo walked out with a warm smile, "Thank you. trust."

"who are they?"

"Go back to your manor first."

Olmedo got into the carriage bearing the common emblem of the city lord's palace and the Olmedo family, while Annan got into the carriage belonging to the Twelve Kings of the North.

Two carriages drove away from the steps of the trial court.

"We did misunderstand Olmedo..."

Michael, who followed Annan up, first told Annan what happened these days.

Not long after Olmedo ordered the arrest of Annan, Viscount Brio Regan jumped out and declared that the real Levis was dead and Annan was a fake. Fortunately, Olmedo had already asked his men to capture Annan in advance and place him in the dungeon.

They realized that Olmedo had another reason for arresting Annan, and began to cooperate with Olmedo's arrangements.

The countess was also involved, trying to find a way to contact them. However, considering that it was not appropriate for a woman whose husband had just died to appear, the countess did not wait for him outside the court.

"Viscount Brio Regan..."

Annan knew this man and had passed by his viscounty when he first came to Breeze City.

"He and I have conflicts?" Annan asked guessing, "For example, the territory's main business is spinning."

Francois shook his head: "Not at all. He has no grudge against you, nor against the Levis family. The city lord said... the usurper said..."

"You can call him Olmedo."

"... Olmedo said that Viscount Reagan was just pushed out to stand in front of the stage."

"So have you found the murderer?"

"No, but letting a viscount become a pawn of temptation..." Francois hesitated.

Annan didn't know whether he should lament the depth of this whirlpool: "I didn't see this Viscount in the court."

"Because Olmedo had Brio Regan arrested before the trial for tax forgery."

"Protect?"

"I guess so. Brio Regan is most likely to know the truth."

Annan thought of the female prisoner he met when he came out of the dungeon: "That Brio Regan can't be a woman..."

"Of course not." Francois wondered why Annan said that.

"So she's a woman disguised as a man?"

"It's not..."

"He has a female stand-in?"

"Bryo Regan is an old aristocrat who is almost fifty years old."

This dispelled Annan's suspicion.

In any case, this trip to the dungeon not only allowed Annan to get rid of his identity as a "fake", so that the enemy could no longer use it to attack and slander Annan, but also recovered two subordinates, the hybrid giant and the ogre, who would not be lower than the elite level. By the way, Extract 5,000 gold coins.

The latter was just a coincidence, but the former might have been intentional on Olmedo's part.

Annan's attention was focused along the way, because he saw many scavengers appearing on the streets, disposing of the rat-man corpses covered with bristles, while many houses showed signs of burning and destruction.

"I was just about to say something. A group of ratmen who wandered near Breeze City got out of the sewers and attacked here last night..."

Annan saw no injured people, but the number of scavengers, the covered rat-man corpses, and the burned houses silently spoke of the scale and destruction.

"This isn't a good sign, is it?"

"Yes……"

Francois worries about his hometown.

"The Skaven have never appeared in the northern towns...never..."

And there’s no plot to this destruction, just pure catharsis.

Although there were not many casualties among residents, it still cast a pall over the people of Breeze City. There are far fewer pedestrians on the streets, and many shops are closed...

It was only after we were far away from the attack area that the surrounding area became prosperous.

Dozens of minutes later, two carriages turned into Annan's manor.

Annan got out of the car and rushed into the study first, and soon there was a nervous cry.

"Where's my little spider!"

"It's in your bedroom." Abby appeared outside the door like Della, "I've been feeding it these days."

Annan breathed a sigh of relief.

Abby hadn't left yet and asked hesitantly: "Master Annan, is there anything special about this spider?"

The answer is nothing except giving Annan strange dreams, but Annan certainly wouldn’t say that:

"Do you know the Spider Goddess? All spiders are children of the Spider Goddess."

"Spider...Mother Goddess..."

Abby showed disgust and fear.

"Okay, don't scare the servants."

Olmedo and Francois followed.

"Where are Michael and Bronzebeard?"

"I'll go back after I pick you up."

Annan asked the pouty Abby to prepare three cups of coffee and a cup of juice, and then sat on the sofa.

Olmedo sat across from him: "Those who falsely accuse you will be punished."

"Rather than this, I'm more concerned about when Katarina and my new subordinates will come out?"

"It won't be long." Olmedo sighed, "There is chaos in Breeze City, and you need enough guards."

Annan thought of something: "By the way, that guy named Black Tierres betrayed me."

Francois faithfully plays the role of the thug: "Do I need to make him disappear silently into the dungeon?"

"No, I promised to take him out of the dungeon." It's not a good idea to break a promise, so Annan said, "Let him change to another cell."

"One more thing, Annan."

The maid Abby walked into the study carrying coffee and juice. Olmedo waited for her to close the door and leave and looked at Annan solemnly: "My father did not mean to target you."

Annan said nothing and looked at him quietly.

"I know the misunderstanding between you two... Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding. He once thought that behind you were the rat men who brought chaos, but now it has been proven that you have nothing to do with the rat men."

"This is his apology."

Olmedo placed a dragon skin scroll in front of Annan.

Eighth-level spell scroll, Omlado Ray.

Annan did doubt Augusta Olmedo, for there were not many people in Breeze City who could make a viscount a pawn.

But the value of the eighth-level spell scroll far exceeds the IOU of 5,000 gold coins.

Anyway... that viscount and his viscount knew they had the answer.

At this time, Annan suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

"Where's Martin?"

"We were about to talk to you. Martin...Martin he..." Francois faltered and was speechless.

"Where was he when the rat men attacked?" Annan felt a strong sense of uncertainty in his heart.

"That's not true." Olmedo took over the topic helplessly, "Martin just went to my father's place again."