A strange world

Chapter 907 Section 138. The end of the war

The stage play calls this kind of plot where there is no sign or logic, and a powerful helper suddenly appears to solve the dilemma the rope of the gods.

The Red Dragon Warlock undoubtedly used the rope of the gods, and it almost succeeded.

If Annan had not insisted on following, not only would the Red Dragon Warlock escape, but the four legends including the Skeleton King would have died at the hands of the believers of the Warlock Protection Association, and the Dimon Kingdom, which lost the three legends, could no longer resist the invasion of the demon army.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Annan saved them.

So no matter what the three legends think of Annan, at least now, they are much more polite in front of Annan who holds the three crystals.

As for the Skeleton King...from the fact that it wanted to send Annan away first when it found danger, it shows that it is a solid ally.

"Is it possible for Nanako to be resurrected?" Annan thought of the believers' behavior in dealing with the corpse.

"It doesn't matter, it can never come back again." Andrius said.

This should be considered as completing the mission of the Demon Lord?

Eseron purified the coin, checked again, confirmed that nothing was left out of the forest, and teleported back to the Mountain City.

Annan opened the portal and took the third princess back.

Facing the gaze on the other side of the portal, she hesitated and was a little reserved: "You haven't set off yet?"

"It's over."

"It's over?"

Annan pretended to be relaxed and said: "How long will it take to hunt down a seriously injured red dragon?"

The third princess stepped out and apologized to the four legends in turn: "Thank you adults for tolerating my immature behavior and taking the risk to hunt down the red dragon warlock..."

Andrius's stern face melted: "We didn't do anything, but without Annan, we might not be able to come back safely."

The third princess looked at Annan in surprise.

"Lord Andrius is being modest." Annan hurriedly said politely, fearing that the third princess, who had just extinguished her desire... love, would rekindle it again.

The Skeleton King and the two legends returned to the Free City and the Mage Tower, and Annan followed Andrius and the third princess to the royal bedroom to report the good news.

The news of the Red Dragon Warlock's surrender was quickly spread deliberately, and the Mountain City was filled with cheers and flying petals.

The war was over.

Or rather, the war had come to an end.

Winter was coming, and even if the demons continued to invade, they would be slowed down by the severe cold.

The Kingdom of Dimon would have a long winter to recuperate.

Not long after, the royal family announced that a grand celebration banquet would be held tonight, and the whole city would celebrate together.

The details of the hunt for the Red Dragon Warlock also spread with the three legends, and everyone learned that Annan was not a bystander, but saved everyone, and had a relationship with the Warlock Protection Association.

This led to the banquet that night, and Annan's importance was almost equal to that of Marshal Galkin and Duke Branda.

Annan felt that it was meaningless. The guests were either showing off their wealth and connections or speaking incomprehensible words. If it wasn't for the money in their pockets... or, in other words, to open the commercial street to the Mountain City, he stayed here.

During this period, the three princesses came over and took Annan to see the old king.

"It's not your fault. On the contrary, I want to thank you for helping to solve the Red Dragon Warlock. You are the hero of the kingdom." The old king smiled with narrowed eyes.

Regardless of Annan's own power or the three crystals in his hand, the old king regarded him as a force that could be equal to the kingdom.

He also wanted to match Annan with the three princesses, and even hinted that "many nobles have mistresses."

Annan perfunctorily said a few words and fled to Marshal Galkin.

"You saved the kingdom." Marshal Galkin raised his glass to Annan. He still stood in the best position to have a panoramic view of the entire banquet.

"On the contrary, I think it was you who saved the kingdom. I just did something insignificant." Annan shook his head, "If it was a scum like the Kingdom of Rekanel, maybe they would have taken the opportunity to run away while we were helping to resist."

"So deep resentment?" Marshal Galkin smiled.

Annan was not polite at all: "I should have been a king of the North, devoted my efforts, developed peacefully, and made the North great again... The betrayer destroyed everything."

"Do you want revenge?"

"All the time..." Annan realized something and raised his head, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Not now." Marshal Galkin took a sip of wine, "Those guys can be dealt with at any time, maybe we don't even need to take action, the most urgent task is to recover the territory occupied by demons."

Even if the Red Dragon Warlock was eliminated, the current Dimon Kingdom is still in a state of "half of the war is over and can't wait to celebrate the victory."

"The countries in the south will not stand idly by again, right?"

Marshal Galkin snorted coldly: "They are not stupid. Seeing that we can defend the Mountain City, they finally decided to send reinforcements."

"It will be fine."

Annan picked up a glass of juice from a passing maid and raised it to signal.

...

Late at night, Annan returned to Liberty City after the banquet.

The celebration in Liberty City has just begun.

Compared to the Dimon Kingdom, where a group of well-dressed nobles were talking in a reserved, polite and gentle manner in a huge banquet hall, they lit a huge bonfire in the square in front of the city lord's mansion. All people, regardless of their status, age and race, gathered around the bonfire and the adjacent streets to celebrate.

"What are they celebrating?" Only Annan, who had just returned, felt a little out of place.

Olmedo came over: "Celebrate the demons have been repelled, and the ratmen have been driven back to the north."

Annan was slightly stunned: "The war with the ratmen is over?"

"It's over for now."

Being driven back to the north...but who still remembers that the north was originally the territory of humans?

However, Annan didn't say such a spoiling thing. Olmedo walked towards the bonfire and he followed behind.

The first northern Great Wall was lost, but the two empires and the coalition blocked the crazy attack of the McKeon clan at the second northern Great Wall. A legendary team suddenly attacked the high priest of the rat clan when he arrived at the Huiyue Mountains, and completely annihilated the high priest and the main force's command center at the cost of nearly half of the casualties.

Annan sat in front of the bonfire with Olmedo, and many young men and women danced in front of the bonfire, and the firelight reflected their laughing faces.

"Once the rat priest died, the rat tide became a mess and could no longer threaten the northern Great Wall."

"Now we have two good news."

Both Middle-earth and the Dimon Kingdom achieved a phased victory.

"Lord Annan, can I ask you to dance with me?"

At this time, a girl ran up to them, her cheeks flushed, and asked with anticipation and nervousness.

Annan glanced at Olmedo, and she smiled and nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed.

"Of course."

With a charming smile, Annan stood up and followed the girl to the bonfire.