A strange world

Annan guessed that the countess said "goodbye" or "I remember you", "I will come back", or was it a curse directed at herself?

The Scavengers take over the count's castle, clean out the Skaven, and extinguish the flames.

The mages bid farewell to Annan one after another. "I want a character who screams when he dies." The last elite mage ordered, blending into the night.

"They suffered heavy losses this time." The centurion came to Annan's side.

The conspiracy laid by the ratmen in the mage tower was destroyed. In order to cover the countess's departure, many underground ratman lairs were exposed. The nobles who had close contacts with the countess and the ratmen who had sneaked into the upper class were also targeted.

Scavengers and city guards have begun to clean underground lairs along the tracks of the rat men, and control nobles suspected of having an affair with the rat men.

The pustules that would erupt during the autumn harvest were opened early by Annan.

"But we didn't catch the countess."

And the "epic" behind the Countess.

"We should cheer for getting half a piece of bread, instead of complaining about why there is only half a piece." The centurion patted Annan on the shoulder, "Every step we take forward is a new victory."

Annan said nothing because the apocalypse forecast and the autumn harvest were less than half a month away.

"How do you make them crazy?"

The centurion's inquiry pulled Annan out of his worries: "I accidentally discovered the countess's conspiracy to stay in the wizard's tower."

"I should give you a reward."

Annan quickly saw the reward that the centurion said: she took off her crow mask, revealing brown-orange hair and a ferocious gap that slid from her forehead to the corner of her mouth.

"How come you weren't scared?"

The centurion, who was expecting to be frightened and disgusted, was a little disappointed.

"Kadarina!"

Annan saw Michael and the others coming and waved to them.

A figure more nightmarish than Khorne echoed through the sound, highlighting the centurion's beauty and beauty.

“Scars are the mark of a warrior, male or female.”

"I know why those proud guys came to escort you." The meaningful centurion put on the crow mask again.

In fact, the mages just came because they thought the mouse-killing game was fun.

"The countess is only the executor, the real mastermind is still hiding."

"what have you found?"

Annan told the centurion that only epics can tamper with the magic circuit of the mage tower.

"How many epics are there in Breeze City?"

"Thirteen or fifteen?"

"Where's the caster?"

The centurion knew what Annan was thinking, and Annan knew that the centurion knew what he was thinking.

"What are you going to do next?" The centurion looked forward to Annan bringing new surprises.

"Finished filming "The Fall of the Mage Tower"."

…

Without "The Fall of the Mage Tower", the Mage Tower would really fall.

The mage apprentices may not know what happened in the mage tower last night, but the mages know. So when several ugly felt tents suddenly rose up in the circular square outside the mage tower, no one stepped out to stop them.

After all, the King of the North has obtained the permission of the tower master Agarwal - did the tower spirit acquiesce to this happening without even looking at it?

Moreover, the mages have become much easier to command. Previously, don’t expect mages to listen to warlocks, even the King of the North.

Annan was arranging today's shooting in the newly built felt tent. The curtain was suddenly opened, and the old owner of the house broke in with the support of the old maid:

"Boy, here's my part!"

"It's not your turn yet..."

"I do not care!"

Annan was so shocked by his old master that his ears were ringing, so he had to call Francois, gave him a recording magic stone and asked him to take pictures, and then said in a low voice that only Francois could hear: "Take whatever you want, these It will be deleted.”

Francois was left to play with his old master. As dusk approached, Annan and Evelyn put on old-fashioned dresses from 300 years ago and went to the terrace on the top of the tower to shoot a scene that will be recorded in film history: an embrace at dusk.

Annan took the initiative to delete kissing, nude paintings and intimacy because he did not want Evelin to sacrifice too much. Moreover, "The Fall of the Mage Tower" reduces the love element in the original work and adds an epic feel.

But when Evelin stretched out her arms towards Yuhui and Annan gently hugged her, the distant and familiar melody still echoed uncontrollably.

Annan needs to admit that the world has given him charisma and sorcerer talents, but not singing. He needs a Neutrud.

"Annan."

The invited stage actor Betty interrupted the filming and reminded Annan: "You are distracted."

"Feel sorry."

Annan patted the head of Evelin who pouted at him, finished filming the plot a little more seriously, finished today's filming and rushed to the scavenger headquarters.

"You want to see the bard?"

"Very important thing."

Following the centurion's lead to the dungeon, Annan saw the bard again - still maintaining the same motionless posture as last time.

"I'd like to borrow your Neutrud."

There was no response to Annan's request, so he had no choice but to tell the centurion: "Steal it out for me."

The mage's hand reached into the dungeon, grabbed the lute from the bard's arms, and handed it to Annan.

This Neutrud, which sounds like a violin, is actually a magic tool that can play the voice of the user's soul.

Annan held the piano in the same position as on the oil painting that Francois brought back, and recalled the melody of "My Heart Will Go On".

The light, soothing sound of the violin drifts into the depths of the dungeon as Annan imagines it.

After playing it once, Annan stopped, a little disappointed. Compared with the gentle and light strings, the recorder and female voice have the best effect.

Annan's thoughts were separated from memories and melodies, and he found that the bard had sat up at some point, and his eyes blocked by long hair and beard were staring at him.

"What's the name of this piece of music?"

"my heart Will Go On."

"My heart will last forever... I give this piano to you."

"Thanks."

Annan politely thanked him, although he didn't want to return it. "Let's go back."

The centurion remained motionless: "Is this what you mean?"

Annan suddenly realized and looked at the bard in the dungeon again: "Do you know the Viscounty of Reagan? It was destroyed by the Rat Men."

The bard, immersed in the world of memories, ignores the outside world.

"I found a broken Neutrud in the ruins."

The bard paused and slowly opened his eyes.

"Do you know the murderer?"

"……Know."

"Who is the murderer?"

"Augusta Olmedo...can you believe it?"

The bard spoke sarcastically, only to see Annan excitedly say, "I knew it was him!"

"A corrupt bard? The tramp's words are more credible than him." The centurion nodded lightly, "But it's enough for us to start investigating him."

"By the way, I destroyed the rat people's conspiracy, will they attack me?"

"You're not the only one doing things in Breeze City."

The centurion told Annan not to worry. At least in Breeze City, no one can hurt him.

Feeling relieved, Annan returned to the Mage Tower and was about to start filming the "Nude Painting" plot. Then Olmedo, who was supposed to be at the city lord's palace, came to him:

"Father wants to invite you as a guest."