"Warlock, can you take us away?"

Annan, who came out, was surrounded by nobles.

Annan said bluntly: "It's more dangerous now than a few days ago, and you will die on the road." ”

"I still want to see my niece again......" Alyssa grabbed Annan's hand and held it to her chest, her tone was helpless and seductive: "Fatima and I will 'thank' you for your ...... together"

"Damn...... If I were a woman, take off my clothes right now and beg him. There were nobles whispering jealously.

Annan was indifferent and withdrew his hand from Fatima's aunt's arms, "Hold on for a few more days, I promise, you will all leave here alive." ”

They had no choice but to believe in the cake painted by Annan.

Annan came out of the front hall, ready to go back to the Order Church to pick up the strange prisoners.

"Which of you is going out with me?" The archmage stared at Annan's back and said suddenly.

"What?"

"We were lied to him, he was just a boy." The archmage looked around at the others, "He must have a way to dodge the weird." Follow him and let him take us out. ”

In the end, a few nobles volunteered and ran out of hiding with the hope of the rest.

The archmage and the crocodile head, each with their own cleverness.

……

Not long after Annan left, there was a commotion in the palace. The archmage chased after him with seven or eight nobles.

"I warned you......"

Annan whispered, ignoring the nobles who were shouting and chasing, and continued to walk outside the royal city.

They tried to catch up with Annan, but when they were still three or four hundred meters away, the tower suddenly opened the dark doorway, and several shadow tentacles poked out to encircle them.

"Help me! Help me—"

Annan heard a familiar scream in it. The fat nobleman was swept up by the tentacles of shadows peeking out of the tower, and the archmage...... He was torn in half by two competing tentacles of shadow, and his screams came to an abrupt end.

Thinking that the badge of the fat nobleman had indeed helped him, Annan asked the scorched girl, "Can you save him back?" Don't force it, forget it if you can't save it. ”

The scorched girl melted into Annan's shadow, and then, the shadow tentacles that entangled the fat nobleman silently dissolved. The fat nobleman fell from a height of four or five meters. It was okay, so I got up and staggered to Annan's side.

A low, dissatisfied tremor came from the tower where the food had been robbed.

Annan looked back indifferently: "This is the territory of the princess, if you provoke me again, let her solve you first." ”

Weird...... How many legends does it have?

The restless tower retracted its wriggling tentacles in Annan's warning, closed the gates, and resumed silence. Only the blood, water, and dirt scattered on the floor tiles bear witness to the previous tragedy—and the survivors of the front hall should have seen it too.

"Thank you...... Thank you, sir. ”

The fat nobleman who was wheezing ran in front of Annan, holding his stomach and gasping.

"No thanks, your badge helped me a bit." Annan turned around and continued on his way, "Follow me, it depends on your luck where you can go." ”

"We ...... Where are we going......? The fat aristocrat was frightened by Annan's words.

"Let's go to the Church of Order first."

The fat nobleman suddenly blessed his soul at this moment: "My lord, I know that there is a material storage point in the church, and the people of the church should not have had time to open it when they leave!" ”

“…… You should be able to get out of the royal city. ”

He handed out a magic ring like a treasure: "This is the magic ring of Andrius that I just picked up......"

Andrius was the name of the archmage.

Annan glanced at the valuable magic ring: "If you're lucky, you should be able to escape to the inner city." ”

The fat nobleman knew what to do, but he had nothing to do: "My lord, I'm ...... I also have a beautiful niece who is fifteen years old this year......"

Annan looked at the street outside the royal city: "...... I'm not like you, you're already at the limit when you get to the inner city. ”

"I ...... I also have a flower garden to the north! I can transfer it to you! ”

Annan's gaze fell on the fat nobleman's face: "Well, your desire to survive made me see the moment you stood in the outer city. ”

The fat nobleman who was guaranteed by Annan felt a little relieved......

On the rest of the road, he saw countless strange creatures waiting in the dark corners, but they were all blocked by invisible forces. The fat aristocracy didn't know about the existence of the scorched girl, and only thought it was Annan's might.

Andreus, that idiot...... What kind of boy is this? The power of the Sage's advent is estimated to be like this......

The familiar Church of Order appeared in front of him, and the fat nobleman looked at the lost Church and let out the same sigh as Annan had not long ago.

When they entered the church, Annan saw the head of the candle standing outside and looked out, and as soon as he tried to call it, it ran back to the dungeon with a strange scream.

Was it scared away by humans?

Annan walked into the dungeon in confusion, and the fat nobleman who followed him saw a superb view: the strangeness that made him tremble in front of Annan.

The candle head that was about to go out explained the reason for its fear: it turned out that the crocodile head had taken away most of the weirdness, and only a few of them were left here.

"It's okay, it's a good thing."

Annan disagreed: "It's better for them to go now than to make a big fuss in Liberty City." ”

Although Annan wanted to go to Liberty City for everything, he did have some prejudices. An elf is not the same as a nezumi in Liberty City - elves are not scarce, and Annan the nezumi is willing to take them with him every day.

"They'll regret it!"

"Maybe they've been eaten."

The freaks became relaxed and noisy. The slender dancing shadow approached the shivering fat nobleman and circled around him.

Shasha, the sketchboarder, wrote on the board, "The Slender Dancing Shadow asks if this is the food that was brought to us?" ”

"You have to get rid of this bad thing." Annan earnestly told them, "Neither human nor any other race, except for brainless ones like rat men and kobolds, should not be included in the recipe." ”

"But if we don't kill, we will become weak......" said the candlehead.

"There's always a way." Annan said, "There is a vampire and an ogre in my territory. The former sucks the blood of livestock and lives a healthy life, while the latter is even more in love with sweets. ”

The fat aristocrat didn't see what was written on the drawing board, but he heard Annan's words: "I...... I'm not good, it's all fat......"

Annan ignored him and continued: "We are out of the city now. ”

Before leaving, the slug asked, "Should we have a name?" ”

The candle head said, "Don't we have it?" You're the head of the crocodile, it's the sketchpad man, it's the slender dancing shadow, I'm the head of the candle! ”

"It's not this, it's the name of an organization!" The slug twisted at Annan.

"I don't know."

Annan was not good at naming names, and the name "Liberty City" was stolen from the envoys of the Duchy of Keating. But the most knowledgeable sketchpad in the field is even less adept.

"How about being healthy and happy every day?" It was drawn, but no one agreed. "What about a family that loves each other?"

"Let's call it the Weird Prison first......"

(End of chapter)