Section 242
It's over?
The bleak night sky is inconspicuous with intruders and guardians in sight.
Annan rushed to the garden and saw the old ancestor, who still looked like an old man, resting in a rocking chair, as if the previous battle over Liberty City had nothing to do with her.
But many people saw that blazing beam of light rising from the garden of the City Lord's Mansion.
"You are so beautiful, so I'm embarrassed to call you ancestor again."
The old ancestor opened his still cloudy eyes and asked kindly, "What does little Annan want to call me?" β
"How's Sister Eriyes?"
Ariyès Montreal, the name of the ancestors.
"Then what do you call Little Orin? Orin's niece? β
"Good idea. She called me Brother Annan, and I called her Niece Orlin. β
"Haha...... I haven't been happier in a long time. The old ancestor smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "But who made our little Annan angry?" β
Annan did not have the joy of the enemy being solved: "I'm worried about you...... I didn't expect you to do it yourself...... Doesn't that exacerbate the curse? β
The old ancestor said kindly: "It's just that there is not much power left after being cursed, and it is not in the way." β
"Did they run away?" Annan looked again at the bright night sky.
"Ran one."
This means that the ancestors left one, forever.
So in those tens of seconds, the old ancestor killed a legend? Or is it an ancestor who doesn't have much power left because of the curse......
Annan hoped that the one who died would be Agarwal - both repelling the enemy and dealing with the enemy, a win-win situation.
"What are you thinking?" The Old Ancestor suddenly asked with a smile.
Annan said with emotion: "I think that my ancestors must have been pursued by many big people when they were young......"
With such a powerful force, I'm afraid that even the legendary demigods who have touched the god position can't defeat the old ancestor...... No wonder even that guy from Orin is qualified to be the head of the Knights on the Mountain.
Because she had a good ancestor.
"I'm not old now." The old ancestor joked, and laughed with Annan in the garden.
Olmedo appeared at the window on the second floor and didn't disturb them.
"Whew...... I'm laughing too much tonight, it's time for me to wrinkle again. β
After all, tonight's battle had some effect on the old ancestor, she became lethargic, Annan pushed the wheelchair back to the city lord's mansion, handed it to the maid Abby to send back to the room, and told Olmedo the result, and came to the gate of the city lord's mansion.
Losi held a musket and guarded the gate of the city lord's mansion.
The horror just now turned into the talk of the Freecity people, and they all knew that there was a powerful presence protecting Freetown, and only a few merchants with little courage and bad brains escaped from Gem Bay.
"You're a soldier chief, and you're coming to see the door in person?" Annan stood next to him. What made him unhappy was that he was even shorter than Rosie.
"Lord Annan, the enemy's attack on the surface has been repulsed, but it is possible that the assassin has infiltrated secretly."
"I thought you were scared by the battle just now."
Annan joked, and as a result, Lossy was silent as he was said.
"Feeling hesitant?" Annan asked proactively.
Rosie couldn't hide it from his allegiance to his master: "Hmm...... We're weak ......."
"What do you think you are?"
Luo Xi raised his head in surprise and looked at Lord Annan pointing to the night sky unceremoniously: "In the battle just now, one of the two legends was seriously injured and one died. In the aftermath of the battle, even if you throw the dean in, you can't resist it...... And why should we? The whole of Liberty City is just firewood for that flame. β
"Ants shouldn't worry about being trampled to death by elephants."
But Losi, who had already learned a lot, could no longer be persuaded by Annan's words.
"Lord Annan, I know it's ...... to say that There is no self-awareness, but we really will never be able to get close to that height? β
ββ¦β¦ Not necessarily. β
After a long silence, Annan stepped down the steps: "Follow me." β
In the alchemy room not far from the City Lord's Mansion, Annan saw the window on the second floor open, and Michael was staring at the night sky in a daze.
The previous battles also made an indelible impression on him.
Seeing Annan, Michael waved his hand listlessly.
"How's the magic powder improved?"
Rossi motioned to the two men stationed outside the door of the alchemy room, and followed Annan to the second floor.
Michael replied, "I thought you were going to ask about the battle just now. β
"What can you see as a mage who isn't an elite?"
"When will a warlock be able to stand on his toes?" Michael was-for-tat. "I have an idea for what you said about sugar, but it will take time and ...... You know. β
"Don't worry, the last thing Liberty City lacks is money."
Rosie watched as Lord Annan and Michael chatted, unsure of the purpose of the time he had brought him.
Or did Michael take the initiative to look at Rosie: "You came to my alchemy room with the Master Chief at night just to talk to me?" β
"That scene just made our Master Chief feel uncertain, so I'm here to tell him and you that the future of magical gunpowder will shine as brightly as this night.
Michael scoffed, "I don't believe it. β
"When did I lie to you?"
"All the time."
Michael just didn't believe it, after all, he dealt with magic gunpowder all day long, making magic gunpowder the same power as he just now...... It's as outrageous as Annan suddenly taking out something and saying it can sell for a million gold coins.
Wait a minute, it seems like this is the magic image...... Is what he said true?
Michael wanted to make sure again, but Annan had already gone back with Lossy.
In the City Lord's Mansion, Annan, who returned to the bedroom, saw the quilt bulging.
Lifting the quilt, the silly cat was shrinking inside, and the cat's pupils were dilated.
"Sure enough, it's you......" Annan helplessly picked up the silly cat, "Our silly cat is frightened again." β
The silly cat did not resist, and at this time it will always become extraordinarily obedient.
Annan sat on the couch, put the silly cat aside, stroked its fluffy and fried cat hair, and touched the leaves of the World Tree in his pocket with his left hand.
"Teddell?"
"Teddell Moonstrider?"
The leaves of the World Tree did not respond, and Annan continued to call: "Is the most beautiful spirit in the world here?" β
ββ¦β¦ What's up? β
"You'll talk about it later?"
"It's not busy anymore, what do you want to ask?"
"I have an elder who has fallen under the curse promised by the gods, she has become no longer young, and has lost most of her strength, how can she lift the curse?"
"There is no way, because that is the power of the gods......"
"Just to get rid of old age? This should just be a curse-derived side effect......"
"It's not a problem, Transfiguration will solve it."
"But that elder of mine didn't use Transfiguration...... Is it because casting spells is a burden for her? β
"It's also possible, but I don't think the beings who will be cursed by the gods will disdain to disguise themselves with Transfiguration."
Annan recalled the gesture of the old ancestor when he did not have a curse, and it was indeed as Teddell described.
But there is a way to lift the curse of old age - who would refuse to regain their youthfulness on their own?
(End of chapter)