Section 223 The help of the ancestors

Princess Sayles' first sight of Montreal was the same as Annan's, with a little more faith and closeness.

For the Montreal family, Montreal is undoubtedly a sacred mountain, their birthplace...... Second only to the clan land of Wilhelm in importance.

Princess Sayles' expression showed a rare hint of cowardice...... She doesn't have the right to come back here.

"I ......"

"Don't worry, there's a great atmosphere. I met that emperor, and he had a lot to say. Annan boasted, pushing the timid Princess Sayles to the suburban manor.

In the silence, Princess Sayles whispered, "Chloe is a strong boy......"

Annan took a moment to remember that the person the princess said was a traitor who betrayed the country and the people.

The dean slowed down, falling behind Annan and Princess Sayles.

"In his childhood, our father instilled in him the idea of transcending the Golden Family, and everything about him was manipulated and controlled by his father...... This obsession changed his ...... forever."

As Princess Sayles spoke, Annan gradually sketched a pitiful and hateful outline in his mind - but he didn't care.

All have their own stories. or sadness, or laughter, or anger. But some things should be done and some things shouldn't.

"I have a story to tell, much like what you said."

When he saw the gate of the manor, Annan told the story of the Mad Dog Grand Duke and Claire.

“…… Later, Claire took advantage of the loophole of Mad Blood and led her and her brother's souls to hell. ”

Claire is truly kind - it's not just that she sacrificed herself, she didn't selfishly forgive the dead after saving her brother, but sent him to hell to be punished......

"I'm not that good...... Princess Sayles' eyes darkened.

"It's okay, there's Lady Winter."

Fortunately, Princess Sayles did not favor her younger brother, she raised her head, and her eyes looked at Annan as if she was a teenager: "Promise me, kill him ......"

"If I can do it."

No one is more qualified to do so than Annan. He was one of the twelve kings of the North who guarded the North, and was nominally a native of the Kingdom of Rekar.

His vengeance is naturally just.

Arriving at the gate of the manor, Annan found Ou Lin standing at the door, as if waiting for someone.

"Ancestor asked me to come out to pick you up."

Orin's gaze fell on Princess Sayles, who was in a wheelchair. They didn't look similar, but the eyes were almost identical.

Only now, one firm and curious, the other flickering and terrified.

"Welcome home."

Princess Sayles' shoulders trembled slightly.

She didn't cry when Annan rescued her from the dungeon.

It seems that the Montreal Golden Family has taken her in. Annan thought. Survivors of the Montreal Family...... She and Madame Winter might even be featured in the Imperial Newspaper.

Annan turned around, but there was no trace of the dean, maybe he went to play again. Annan didn't care about him: "Is the ancestor in the back garden?" ”

"Hmm."

"I have something to look for my ancestor...... You'd better come along. ”

Annan wanted to hand over the princess to the butler, but she suddenly said, "Can I see the one......

Ou Lin originally wanted to say that not everyone can see the ancestor, but Annan replied for her: "Yes." ”

Orin had no choice but to lead them to the back garden.

The ancestor with glasses on the bridge of his nose was basking in the sun on a chaise longue.

It seems that older mages like to bask in the sun.

"Little Annan came to see me?"

"Ancestor, I have something serious to say."

Annan pretended to be mature in front of his ancestors, and talked about the royal family of the Rickand Kingdom betraying the country and the people and colluding with the rat people.

Princess Sails, who remained silent, lowered her head: "I'm sorry...... By the time we realized what the betrayers were going to do, it was too late......"

"It's not to blame, kid. We can't blame a bloodline who has been tortured in a dungeon for unwarranted accusations. The ancestor said lovingly.

Princess Sayles' eyes were moist again.

"So, little Annan, what do you want to do with me and tell me?"

"The kingdom of Rekanr wants to put on sheep's clothing...... I want to expose their ugliness. Annan sighed helplessly, "But I'm worried about the retaliation of the betrayer, so I want to ask if the empire can protect me......"

"I'm worried that the people on the mountain will feel ...... Lose face. Orin pondered her words.

"They feel ashamed, have they forgotten who carried us into the Golden Family?" The old ancestor snorted coldly and looked at Annan: "Little Annan, why do you want to do this?" ”

"I can't accept that bad people are dressed as good people, tampering with history, and deceiving mankind."

"It's so good, I've got your back!"

Annan scratched his head shyly: "So ......"

The old ancestor smiled and said, "I don't think I've been to Liberty City yet......"

Ou Lin looked at the old ancestor in surprise, and Annan stopped talking: "You are welcome to come to Liberty City as a guest, but ......"

"Don't underestimate me, it's enough to teach some little mice."

When Annan found out that Orin was bowing his head at him, there was nothing to worry about.

The ancestor affectionately asked Princess Sails about her past, during which Orin told Annan: "There is new news, the Lawrenster family, one of the twelve kings of the North, is in Montreal Mountain. ”

Thinking of the old master of Mars, Annan decided to go over and pay a visit.

There are not many people left in the once glorious Lawrence family, and unexpectedly, Annan sees the old master.

"You're still alive!" He couldn't help but be surprised.

The old man who was about to speak didn't catch his breath, he clutched his chest and gasped for breath, and the anxious old maid called the mage to treat the old man, and finally saved the old man, but he didn't want to see Annan again.

Annan, who slipped out, went to the Moonlight Theater to visit the ghost, and by the way, he looked through the ledger perfunctorily, and Annan and the dean returned to Liberty City.

He'll be back to Montreal in a minute. Give the locket containing the second prince to Princess Sayles to reunite their siblings, and then bring the ancestor over.

"Evelyn!"

Annan shouted Evelyn's name in the living room.

The maid Abby popped up. "Where's Evelyn?" Annan asked her.

"I don't know."

Annan walked out of the city lord's mansion and pointed to the two guards outside the door: "You guys fight." ”

"What do you say, my lord...... What? ”

"Fight, be realistic."

The bewildered guards did so, and you punched and I kicked each other.

Annan looked into the distance, and it didn't take long for him to see Evelyn galloping towards this direction with the Philosopher's Stone in her hand.

Where there's news, there's an ace journalist.

Annan motioned for the guards to stop and told Evelyn the good news: "Montreal Hill is allowed, prepare for a special chapter!" ”

(End of chapter)