The chaos continued from the banquet to the streets outside. Horses neighed and galloped, shadows twisted and swayed, and panicked guests fled with pedestrians who didn't know what was happening.

In the blink of an eye, the banquet was left in chaos.

"What's going on?"

A confused Annan stood on the stage, facing the empty banquet hall.

"Sweetheart, can you get me a drink?"

Among the few guests left, the wine lady beckoned to him.

"The old butler said you can't drink."

"Just can't drink more, have you forgotten my name?" The wine lady said, continuing to stretch out her white hand, "Bring me a glass of wine, and I'll tell you slowly." ”

Annan had no choice but to step down from the stage, meet the frightened gaze of the maid to the table, pick up the empty wine glass from the silver platter that had been overturned at his feet, and put it on the table to pour the wine.

A white hand approached with an empty glass, and the glass made a crisp crashing sound.

Also posted was a young girl who was almost fanatical.

"You're Levi Reeves?"

With thick long black hair and delicate cheeks like ceramic dolls, Annan's nose was almost close to Annan's nose, so the dark red eyes clearly met Annan's eyes.

Annan almost thought he had met someone from the real Reeves family.

"It's not."

Annan moved back a bit, but the girl stuck it again: "I can smell it...... The smell of unwashed blood on this garment...... You're hurt? Still serious? I'll heal you......"

The girl stretched out her hand towards Annan, and when she was about to touch it, the familiar fragrant wind surrounded Annan and blocked the girl's contact for him.

Two similarly slender arms, one as pale as paint, and the other as normal as white.

"Stay away from my people."

The elegant and mature wine lady was like a fried cat at this time, and coldly warned the girl:

"If you don't want your disgusting brother to be kicked out of the March drinking game."

Looking at the two women facing each other, Annan was entangled, would her charm unconsciously cause her to be jealous?

So choose Margaery or the brunette girl you don't know......

Annan's choice did not last long, and the black-haired girl pursed her lips, like an abandoned young beast, and took the initiative to leave Annan reluctantly.

"Why did you get rid of her?" Annan pressed the guilt of his gaze.

"This freak is a ...... of the Gilman family Oh, our sweetheart doesn't know anything. The Wine Lady implicitly ridiculed Annan's ignorance: "Their ancestors are subhumans. So they eat people, inbreed, and believe in evil gods. ”

"What's the deal with black hair?"

"Don't you think her hair is overly lush?"

The girl's hair was more than enough for Franking.

Annan looked at the black-haired girl who was still looking at this side in the distance, and a solemnity appeared: "So it's a curse that every person who eats will grow a strand of black hair?" ”

"Have you read too many novels?" The wine lady glanced at him charmingly, "It's just a wig." ”

"Oh."

"Don't let her think you're funny, it's going to be scary."

Annan removed the black-haired girl's wine glass, thought about it and picked up the new empty glass, poured half of the red wine, and handed it to the wine lady: "Can you tell me now?" ”

"The problem should be with your mage's robes." The wine lady raised her glass and sipped elegantly, "Marsh red wine from the Ferron Heights?" Not bad......"

Annan looked down at the new mage robe, "I don't understand. ”

"Why don't you take off your mage robe and take it to the stage?"

The strange proposal of the wine lady made Annan hesitate for a moment, but he took off his mage robe and stood on the stage.

The murderer would never attack him in a rage at a banquet.

Like the auctioneer at the auction holding up the lot, Annan raised the mage robe and asked the wine lady, "And then?" ”

"Look at the collar of the mage's robes."

Annan's eyes fell on the collar of his coat, and he found that under the light of the magic lamp, a diamond-shaped snowflake shone at the collar.

"Does that sound familiar to you?"

Annan shook his head: "What does this mean?" ”

The wine lady had no choice but to say to Annan, who was pretending to be stupid to the end: "That is one of the symbols of the twelve kings of the north. ”

Annan fell into an indescribable silence.

the Reeves family, who were attacked; the mage robes and rings of the barren blue dragon; The guests fled in all directions -

The pieces of the puzzle are presented in full at this moment:

The Reeves family's convoy was attacked near the town of Pinglin, and the haunted gold mine was also near the town of Pinglin. Therefore, as a greedy dragon, there is no reason for the blue dragon to miss the wealth at the doorstep.

Then Annan came into this world, he had the same black hair as the Reeves family, appeared near the location where the Reeves family was attacked, and even wore Levi Reeves's mage robes.

So, this is a guy who dresses like Levi, looks like Levi, and is like Levi and says he's not Levi.

Annan said this is not me, and the wine lady said this is you.

But perhaps the traces left by the blue dragon at the scene and the side of the blue dragon summoned by Annan in Breeze City confirm his identity.

You say you're not Levi Reeves, but just a visitor from another world who happened to be here? What stupid things are you talking about.

"So instead of clearing my name, I've confirmed that I'm Levi's and challenged Olmedo?"

Levi declares that he is not Levi in the banquet hall across the wall between Breeze City and the City Lord's Mansion - everyone knows who is humiliating.

Only Annan, who did all this, was in the dark.

"Sweetheart, you summed it up great."

The wine lady smiled appreciatively.

"Young King of the North, allow me to warn you of some rules, if you don't want to make too many enemies, it's better to use 'that person' than call him by his first name."

"Is it still useful?"

Annan had just declared war on Olmedo -

"Aristocrats are like hyenas, no matter how cruel and bloodthirsty, insidious and vicious, they still don't want to easily tear their faces and maintain their superficial clothes."

"Okay."

If you don't call it by its name to make the next attack a little lighter.

At this time, Annan suddenly remembered the people around him, and said solemnly: "Will those friends of mine be in danger?" ”

"Kindness is a good character, and I think it will be engraved on your tombstone as an epitaph." The meanness on the delicately manicured beard of the twin chancellor Francins resembles his slender figure.

"Usually not, but only if 'that person' doesn't stop at will."

"So what do I do now?"

"Do what you have to do."

"What should I do?"

"Take out your status as the King of the North." Twin Chancellor Franking interjected again: "Whoever you are, now you can only be Levi. ”

After that, the twin ministers Franning gave a salute to Annan's chest.

"Salute you, young Twelve Kings of the North."