"Drink again...... Yes...... Drink ...... again."

The drunkard drunkenly held up an empty wine glass and rested his head on the wine table.

The young man accompanied him, silently collecting information about his surroundings. At one point, he saw a scantily clad succubus coming down from the stairs.

As soon as the young man's head appeared "there is a real succubus", he saw a group of stout professionals crowding over, holding a money bag to grab the opportunity to kiss Fangze, and stepped up the steps in the smug laughter of the strong man and the chuckle of the succubus.

It seems that the succubus has an endless stream of customers, but aren't they afraid of death......?

No one answered the young man's doubts, and he didn't want to attract too much attention, because the people around him seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and even full of envy.

Three minutes later, the succubus and the flirtatious brawny man returned from the second floor, and he returned to his seat amid the laughter of his companions, and the succubus also led another guest upstairs.

He's still alive, he's not being squeezed dry.

It's all weird here.

The young man subconsciously touched his purse.

"Boom...... Good brother, bring me another glass of rye wine on the rocks. ”

"You can't drink anymore."

The young man could see that the drunkard was about to become a drunkard: "Drinking too much rye wine is not good for the head." ”

"Boom...... That mulled wine with ice! ”

"Sweet wine is not good for your health."

"Warbler tail wine with ice......

"You want to wake up and sleep on the street?"

"This shit thing called ice is dangerous...... "The drunkard muttered, "then I won't add ice." ”

“…… I'll go out for a walk. ”

The young man gave up accompanying the drunkard any longer, left his seat, opened the tavern door, and found a white cat sitting by the door, and after he opened the door, he went into the tavern.

The young man, who was almost familiar with the grotesqueness of Liberty City, looked back a few times, and left the coastal streets to walk towards the crystal lair that loomed in the distance.

He seems to be a curious person, and he can attract attention to any movement. Passing by the theater, a dull sound came from the theater, and there were quite a few people lined up outside.

On the façade of the theater are three posters several meters high, the first of which shows a young couple of lovers hugging each other on a mage tower at sunset, the second of a middle-aged man sitting on a prison wall looking at the birds, and the third of a teenager standing in front of a full-length mirror.

Several workers are standing on the scaffolding to raise the fourth: a boy leaning under a tree at dusk.

They have their names written on the bottom: "The Fall of the Mage Tower", "The Redemption of Bertal", "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", and "Dream Princess".

The young man who has been famous for a long time and has been poisoned by imitators for a long time, but has never had the opportunity to see the first magical image, comes to the ticket office: "This is the birthplace of magical images? ”

"Of course ......! Do you want to see it? The young conductor couldn't make out the Southern accent, but that didn't stop her from recognizing the young man as an outsider.

"I'm going to buy a ticket." The young man points to a poster.

Two hours later, the young man came out of the theater and came to the ticket office: "I want to buy another ticket." ”

Three hours later, the young man came out of the theater. There was no curfew in Liberty City, but the conductor changed someone: "I still have to buy a ticket." ”

Two hours later, as night fell, the young man came out of the theater and pointed to the new poster that had been hung up today.

"I want one last ticket."

"That's a magic image from New World Pictures, and it's not released yet."

The young man, still unsatisfied, felt regret and looked back at the street.

Liberty City is still bustling late at night, at least on the high streets and coastal streets. Villefranche lavishly placed magic street lamps in its streets, and the bay was lit up with starry merchant ships.

The young man remembered the business, but also the succubus.

I don't know enough about Liberty City, so I'll go to the tavern and ask ...... Just a moment.

……

The dean followed Annan to the garden to greet the ancestors.

"Oh, my Lily."

The Ancestor lovingly picked up Lily. As for the silly cat...... At this time, he was honestly being held by Annan, and his head was buried in his arms.

In the distance, the slender and athletic Ou Lin was coming.

"Long time no see, Sister Oulin~"

Ou Lin's pretended indifferent cheeks changed in an instant, and it was difficult to maintain coldness: "Your soldiers...... Not bad. ”

There were three teams of musketeers gathered outside the manor, and Orin couldn't see the strength of a group of people who weren't even professionals for a while, but she could see the faith and morale of these soldiers.

It was something stacked up by countless victories and killings.

"The newspaper says you've formed an expeditionary force?" Orin asked him.

Annan talked to Ou Lin and the ancestor about his plan.

"Just to save people?"

"She helped me back then." Annan said seriously.

The old ancestor looked at the silly cat: "He will go with you?" ”

Annan thought that the old ancestor was talking to the dean: "Well, and Mr. Svarro will also protect me." ”

"Then I'll be relieved."

Annan came to the estate for one more thing - he hoped that the ancestors would send them to the town of the Grand Canyon of Zorntut.

Epic mages can go wherever they want, and legendary mages can go wherever they want. The Ancestor agreed, but Orin advised him to slow down, at least within the Empire.

"Why?"

"The failure of the United Expeditionary Force has made many people unwilling, and your team will attract many to join."

"But I don't have that much time...... I need to hurry to the old royal capital. ”

Liberty City launched an expedition to save people...... No matter how many people went on the expedition, Princess Sayles' death in the dungeon was a complete failure.

"There is another way, the old ancestor ......," Ou Lin pleaded.

"Do whatever you want." The old ancestor who was stroking Lily's snoring smiled.

With the permission of the old ancestor, Ou Lin Zhengse said: "Tell me your itinerary, and I will let it appear in the "Imperial Daily", and let the soldiers wait for you along the way." ”

Doing so will undoubtedly turn Annan's expeditionary force from a "small fight" to a "big one", and gaining fame is one of the purposes of this expeditionary force.

"Okay."

……

From the perspective of the aristocracy, Annan and Ou Lin are using each other.

From a simple point of view, there is a sincere friendship between Annan and Ou Lin, a golden family.

This week's issue of the Imperial newspaper spread to every vein of the empire in Montreal Hill, and the route of the Liberty City Expeditionary Force and Annan was spread along with hundreds of thousands of newspapers.

Most people had no hope of a second expedition. Even the Combined Expeditionary Force hosted by the Empire has failed, what can a free city that is just a cub do?

Doubts and ridicule abounded, but there were also voices of support.

There were also some nobles and lords who fell into deep thought. As soon as the United Expeditionary Force failed and retreated to the border, the Freetown Expeditionary Force appeared and was published in the Imperial Newspaper...... Is this a metaphor for something?

While the empire was in full swing, Annan and his musketeers, along with Oulin's lieutenants, arrived in the northern provinces of the Tatoon Empire.

(End of chapter)