A strange world

"ah--!!!"

A scream came from somewhere.

Like a trumpet blowing, the previously polite and reserved guests fled in all directions like timid goblins. They panicked and circled around the living room, blocking each other's way, bumping into each other and hugging each other, smashing the window and throwing it out, and inexplicably grabbed the maid's wine glass and threw it out——

Augusta Olmedo stared at the chaos in front of him, exuding a tranquility that was opposite to the chaos: "Look, the crowds gathered for profit are like fragile sand piles."

"They seem to be afraid of you."

Annan's attention was focused on the old man who called himself "Augusta Olmedo".

He was somewhat conflicted - the part about being attacked made Annan wary of the old man, and the part about having a good conversation made Annan feel that the old man was not a bad person.

Augusta Olmedo simply said: "People who band together out of fear will also flee out of fear."

"There's another person."

Annan's eyes fell on the silhouette sitting on the sofa. He lowered his head calmly, like a real big shot looking at everything in front of him indifferently.

Ida Holloway—Annan remembered the name. Even Annan admired his calmness, which reduced the tension of learning the truth.

Augusta Olmedo glanced over: "He just fainted from fear."

Ida Holloway, her head lowered, remained motionless.

"Have you always been like this?" Annan looked away silently, "What you say is always full of philosophy."

It was difficult for Annan to distinguish the wise, philosophical, gray-haired, beautiful light blue eyes in front of him from the murderer. The "Augusta Olmedo" he imagined was a conspirator with a hooked nose, deep eye sockets, cold and cruel, spreading conspiracy, fear and death.

"Appearance cannot describe a person. Likewise, rumors cannot describe a person." Augusta Olme looked at Annan with admiration: "You are better than I thought, like a mage rather than a warlock. So I am very strangeness……"

"Why do you want to impersonate Levi's?"

Annan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he thought that Augusta Olmedo would not be innocent, and he really did not want to pretend to be another person: "You know?"

"I met Levi when he was a child. He was a lively boy who could play with anyone. He didn't look like an aristocrat at all."

Augusta Olmedo's kindness gave Annan the opportunity to question: "But he died because he blocked the way of your heirs."

"Child, haven't you realized yet? That's not me..."

Annan didn't believe much, but he did begin to wonder if there was another murderer in Levi's attack.

Because the countdown seen by "Apocalypse Forecast" is not today. If the Evil Spirit Chess was correct, today would not be a major event for Annan.

Or is the countdown of "Apocalypse Forecast" dynamic? It is annihilated and reborn every moment due to the ever-changing future.

"If you want to convince me, I need a reason."

The fact that the epic mage Augusta Olmedo spoke to himself calmly showed that he did not want to take action yet.

Of course, it could also be a wild animal playing with its prey before eating it.

"Who do you think the murderer is?"

"I don't know." Annan shook his head.

"Well..." With a low groan, Ida Holloway raised her head in confusion.

"I will provide some clues, you can take a guess." Augusta Olmedo was like an elder imparting knowledge: "Who wants to test the twelve kings of the North, hoping that there will be unrest in Breeze City, support the My own power?"

After careful consideration and careful reasoning, Annan replied: "You."

"Gah——"

Ida Holloway, who had just woken up, passed out again.

"It's the Rat Man."

Augusta Olmedo corrected.

"A clan of ratmen were driven away from the south. Over the years, they have been trying to corrupt the north. They have taken over Kendingshire in the south. Now, these rodent monsters are wandering around Plan's Grace County, preparing to get their hands on it. Every city, including Breeze City.”

Annan had learned part of the story about the Ratmen from bards' stories and books.

For example, they have terrifying reproductive capabilities.

But what really frightens other races is that the rat people do not follow the law of "the more powerful they are, the harder it is to have children", at least not completely, so the rat people kidnap professionals everywhere to give birth to blood.

As well as the wererats who can manipulate rats, which are part of the town. A town without rats is a terrible thing, a town full of rats is a very terrible thing. That means there are no secrets in this town.

This is much scarier than the demon tide or the green skin - because the rat tide often attacks the city from the inside.

So there are scavengers in almost every town, trying to control the rat population.

And the Skaven almost never fight among themselves.

The elves fought hard against each other and were divided into night elves, high elves, wood elves, underground elves, and city elves. Humanity was divided into countless countries to fight in the years before last. The dwarves were like this, and the orcs were like this, but it is rare to hear that one group of ratmen destroyed another group of ratmen.

"Chaos is their breeding ground. So don't create chaos..."

"If you are not the murderer, why don't you explain to the Reeves family." Annan asked.

"That's too late."

"Okay, what do you want to do?"

"Publish your reputation, and we will dig out the ratmen hiding in the city. Half a month later, you announce the truth and calm the chaos."

And Annan will also get rid of his troublesome identity as King of the North.

"I need time to think about it."

"Remember kid, the person who seems to be helping you may have a conspiracy, and the person who is going to kill you may be helping you."

…

"Then what?"

"Ida Holloway woke up, and he was so frightened that he lost that memory. I had to tell him that a madman broke in and smashed it, and he was accidentally knocked unconscious."

Annan got himself a glass of water. "Should I trust him?"

Michael looked at Annan: "Are you really not Levi's?"

Annan said frankly: "No. Although it is too much of a coincidence and there is this mage robe, I really have nothing to do with the Twelve Kings of the North."

"What do you think?"

Annan thought for a moment: "Augusta Olmedo has a magic that convinces me...not magic, but his wisdom."

"But I only saw those who wanted to take refuge in you being scared away by him, and no one would want to take refuge in you in the future, ruining your plan to win over allies." Michael sighed: "Annan, one person said It doesn’t matter what he does, what matters is what he did.”

"You have to prepare for the worst. Once you're done taking advantage of it, get rid of this impostor like you."

Annan fell into silence and contemplation.

"But at least one suggestion is right." Michael suddenly said seriously: "You really need fame and need to be known by more people."