"Isn't there a little privacy in my City Lord's Mansion!"

In the evening, Annan, who learned that the rumors had spread throughout the city, was annoyed and angry.

Raella, who was carrying a fishing rod, returned at this time.

"Rela!"

Annan remembered that only Lela was present in the morning: "You told me about the tax!?" ”

Leila shrunk her shoulders: "I just said ...... to an old fisherman while fishing", but then she looked up again: "How do you talk to me?" You should call me Second Sister! ”

Annan bit his accent: "Second sister, has you suddenly been unable to catch fish recently?" ”

"How do you know ......"

"Well deserved!"

"You-"

"Big sister! Lela is out fishing again! ”

"How do you ...... Wow-"

Lela hurriedly fled.

Ingrid's gaze left Rela's back: "How are you going to make money, the new magic image?" ”

"It's not time yet, we've robbed too much money from the nobility in recent months...... Wait a little longer and let them recover for a while. ”

Annan casually picked up the book next to him, and then realized that this was a government affair and not a knight, so he had to look through it a few times under Ingrid's gaze......

"Expeditionary Force?"

A familiar line of text appears in front of you.

"The expeditionary force and the demons began an encounter in the Thunderman Rift Valley, with heavy losses...... Even the combined expeditionary force of the nations can't fight the demons? ”

"Because it's a demon tide, you can only use the Snow Mountain Fortress to block them."

And when a third of the fortresses in the north fell, only one horse was left from the north to Middle-earth.

"They shouldn't be able to get by, right?"

Annan faced the threat of the demon tide when he was in the north, and he still faced the threat of the demon tide when he came to Middle-earth, so didn't Middle-earth come in vain?

"So we're going to add a Great Wall of the North." Annan let go of the heavy news, "Does Giraldi know? ”

"He's addicted to playing cards in taverns these days."

Because no one knew him, he didn't even have to worry about assassination.

"Send him the news, and remember to ask him about Mad Blood." Annan said that as a future ally in the north, he had a responsibility to defend against the tide. "Where's Alice?"

"I went to the hospital with the deputy city lord."

"Olmedo?"

"Hmm."

Annan ran to the hospital and found Alice and Olmedo, surrounded by children.

"Alice, is your father usually short of money?" Annan turned his attention to Mr. Schwarro.

"Why do you ask?"

"If there is such an opportunity, as long as it takes dozens of minutes to run, there will be a thousand gold coins......"

"You want to hire my father?"

"It's not a hire...... Well, this should be hiring. So will Mr. Evaro be interested? ”

"My father liked to buy a lot of books and fill the shelves, but books were always expensive...... I think he'll promise you, as long as it's not an assassination. ”

"Of course not, do you want to listen to it?"

"I promised Evelyn to take a look at her tavern."

"Have fun."

Separated from Evelyn, Annan went to a secluded place not far from the hospital to activate the amulet.

Mr. Schwaro appeared with a cold face, and before he could sarcastically mock himself like Professor Snape, Annan said quickly: "The attack of the Mad Dog Grand Duke has caused some towns to monopolize my magic image box office, I need a powerful presence to recover this money for me, I can give you a tenth of this money, please help me Mr. Schwarro!" ”

"I don't need to."

When Annan thought the commission had failed, Mr. Schwaro said, "Prepare me a cartload of books on the Duchy of Montabullock." ”

"Leave it to me! And one more thing—"

"A tenth, right?"

Annan can endure the loss, but he can't bear to lose again: "I don't ask ......"

Mr. Evaro looked down at him with disdain, but did not leave.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief.

He knows his strengths and his weaknesses: it is difficult to focus on something for a long time. So he never hides this, but lets people who are better at it than himself do things: Ingrid is good at peeling back the cocoon, so let her take care of government affairs. Editia is sensitive to numbers and lets her handle the finances. Olmedo had experience in governing, so he handed over Villefranche to him.

Mr. Schwaro is a spokesman for wisdom, so let him help him think.

Annan took out the cursed hedron from the magic ring and recounted the news revealed to the gray-robed mage in the void world.

"Anyone can activate it, but the president of the Mage Guild gave it to me, and I guess he wanted me to be a scapegoat."

"You're right that you didn't promise him." Mr. Svarro stared at the cursed hedron surging with vicious souls, "A demon who can desecrate the golden bloodline is equivalent to a god, and any damage inflicted on him will only eat back......"

"What if I let someone else inspire a curse?"

Mr. Svarro looked down at Annan: "Do you think that the demigod-like demon lord has no ability to go back?" ”

"Killing the Mad Dog Grand Duke in any way will be counterattacked?" Annan is starting to find it tricky......

But Mr. Svarro said, "His soul is mad because he has endured the gaze of the Demon Maharaja, but the Demon Lord will not continue to gaze at a worthless being." ”

Annan's black eyes shone brightly: "So I can sell this spar to the Mad Dog Grand Duke?" ”

A trace of confusion flashed on the face of the epic mage Svaro, who embarked on the path of legend: "...... Isn't he an enemy? ”

"So I'm going to rob him of his wealth, abolish his position, trample on his dignity, and let him hang like dust in front of the square after he loses the gaze of the Demon Lord, and his bones will be transformed into skeletons for generations of slavery!"

Annan's coldness lasted only a few seconds before returning to a warm sunshine: "But I'm worried now that he'll lift the curse when he knows it......"

"This is a vicious curse that acts on the soul and cannot be lifted."

"That's good."

It seems that the gray-robed mage really hated the Montabull Rock bloodline.

"Alice is in the tavern, are you going to see her?"

An ominous wind blew across his cheeks, and Annan suddenly felt Mr. Evaro's temperament change from Snape to the Red Devil.

Annan hurriedly added: "Evelyn is with her...... It's Ruth. ”

“…… No. ”

Mr. Schwaro was going back, "Tell me about those towns." ”

"Hmm...... One more thing......"

……

"I've changed my mind."

The Mad Dog Grand Duke grinned, "Mr. Dahl, I would like to see what you described...... Hell. ”

At this time, a seemingly harmless magic bubble floated in.

The eyes of the Mad Dog Grand Duke, the Grey-robed Mage, and Lord Lorraine fell on it.

"A sound-channeling spell."

The gray-robed mage's words fell, and the magic bubble suddenly exploded, forming an ominous spar pattern surging with it. A young voice then rang out in the hall:

"I picked up a 'Mad Dog Grand Duke's Soul Curse Crystal', this seems to be yours? What a coincidence...... Mad Dog Grand Duke, you don't want your curse to be provoked by me, do you? ”

(End of chapter)