A strange world

Chapter 460 Section 117. Changing Pattern

If you were to choose a place in the Tatooine Empire that was the most luxurious, then the Council Palace would definitely be the one.

The entire palace is covered with magic-filled red dragon skin, keeping the Montreal mountains as warm as spring in the dead of winter. The whale oil, which is more luxurious than the eternal magic lamp, is always bright. The skin of the rock giant covers the pillars. On top of the stairs is an elf. It feels barbaric, but the orcs feel gentle. The skeletal seat made of the skulls of the Skaven elders - it must be a pain in the ass to sit on it all the time.

But at least they had respect for the elves, dwarves and orcs, the main races that also came out of Wilhelm: at least their skins or bones did not appear in this palace.

Now, leaning on the bone-shaped seat, a young figure wearing a crown was leaning.

"Beautiful messenger, you are here late at night. Do you want to have a wonderful inter-racial date with me?"

"Lord of Tatooine, I would like to speak with you about the Alien Order."

"Beautiful elf lady, I can't do this. The alien order was decided by all the thirteen supreme kings——"

"The southern countries have twisted the alien order into massacre and slavery. You can also ignore it." Elder Tedder interrupted him.

The young emperor didn't care at all, shook his head and said: "No, the decision of the Holy Temple Council cannot be questioned. This is the cornerstone of mankind."

"Is killing and enslaving the elves the cornerstone of your life?"

Elder Tedder's tone gradually became cold, and when he was about to threaten "Are humans ready to be attacked by elves, orcs, and dwarves?", a cry suddenly sounded in his ears: "Hello, hello, it's Yi Rui... it's the messenger. ?"

After a moment of silence, Tadel showed a smile that melted the ice. The tone is no longer cold: "Lord of Tatoun, the elves have discovered that those ratmen have a trick. Do you need some elf rangers for your expeditionary force?"

The young emperor had a straight face, which made him look majestic: "It's really rare for the elves to actually lower their noble heads... But, no."

He leaned forward from the Skeleton Seat and solemnly told the envoy from the Elf Court: "The Montreal Gold Family has no precedent of letting allies be betrayed, so I will issue a decree to cancel the alien order in the empire!"

…

"Thanks."

Annan bumped fists with the knight who was holding his sword in a daze and came to the familiar office.

"Oulin! Oulin!" Annan broke into her office unceremoniously and found a strange middle-aged nobleman sitting nearby. His tone became lower: "Sister Oulin, it's time for you to go home."

For the sake of having guests.

"Your Excellency, Captain, I'm going back first." The middle-aged noble stood up and saluted, nodded to Annan and left the office.

"who is he?"

"This is none of your business." Olin seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Then it's none of my business to let you go home."

"I still have official duties," she said.

Annan ignored it and leaned over the table forcefully and said, "You have to go back. Do you know what my ancestor told me? She said that when children grow up, they will face the outside!"

"This is impossible……"

"I took the blame once for you."

Olin could not think of Annan's reason for lying to her, so she could only sigh: "I will go back later. Do you know the person who left just now? He is Mongli's father..."

"Who is Mongli?"

"...You don't know? He even fought against you in the competition."

"Well...I mean, why would his father come to you?"

"My men arrested Mongli because he made some... mistakes, and his father came to me to plead for mercy."

"Are they on good terms with you?"

"Mongli's mother is my aunt..."

Sure enough, it was an aristocratic marriage. Even if Olin sneezed in the upper-class area, she would infect three aunts and seven uncles.

"So you find it difficult, but you have to help because of blood ties, right?"

Olin said "hmm".

"It's really sad..."

"What?"

"You left your ancestor alone in the manor just for this kind of thing. The ancestor was tortured by a curse. He couldn't walk and couldn't see clearly. He could only hold Lily and miss his junior..."

…

In the evening, Annan, Olin and their ancestors sat in front of the fireplace to enjoy a family dinner.

Apart from the fire in the fireplace, only the candles lit by the servants kept the restaurant warm.

While Annan was eating, he secretly looked at his ancestor. The ancestor was tearing a piece of chicken into shreds and feeding it to Lily. He seemed to be no longer angry with himself...

Olin also talked about Mongli and his father uncharacteristically, and the ancestor talked about Olin's childhood: after she came back that day, she swore to become a knight to protect justice and the people.

"I know what to do." Olin picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, "I'll tell Aunt Oli in a moment."

"Annan, when will you go back?"

"Just like you."

Before leaving, Annan got good news: the negotiations between the Empire and the Elf Court have made progress.

The Alien Order will hopefully be invalidated in the Tatooine Empire.

As a participant and promoter of this incident, Annan felt proud to participate in a major event.

When the last afterglow disappeared from the horizon, Annan picked up Lily and brought the silly cat over. He said goodbye to his ancestors and asked Oulin to take care of the Moonlight Opera House before disappearing into the portal opened by his ancestors.

Everyone gets what they need from this pure emotion: Olin makes up for the memories of the past, the ancestors get the company of the younger generation, and Annan? He got it all in itself: the joy of helping others.

There are also some insignificant benefits.

Returning to Syltoves in the night, and then back to Gem City from Srtoves, Annan got the second good news: Michael and Francois were back.

Annan no longer has to play around...no longer has to do everything by himself.

There is another interesting thing behind Francois and his group’s return:

Michael and Francois were mercenaries in the Fallen Leaf Territory. The person who found them was not from Olmedo. When they were receiving a commission, a ranger suddenly pointed at Francois and shouted "Andy". So the two people who knew Annan's current situation from the rangers ran back.

"Floating City..."

Speaking of this word, Francois trembled as if he was making out with his boyfriend: "I dream of having a floating city..."

"That won't work. I'll leave it to Olmedo as the deputy city lord." Annan joked.

"I mean, as long as I can live here, I'll be satisfied..." Francois fumbled around in the city lord's mansion that had not yet taken off.

"Is there anything I can do!"

Francois is ready to lay down his life for Nova Bay.

Annan pointed to the north outside the window: "It's March, we should start farming... By the way, where is Michael?"

"He said he would send you the money he earned...didn't you meet him?"