The shadow elves wander around the lake carefree.

Annan took off his wet gray robe, activated the cleaning technique to dry the magic robe, squatted by the lake and stretched out his hand, the shadow elf came over happily, and Annan touched it,

"Which of you has any leftover humanity to eat?" Annan asked the weirdos.

They were silent.

“…… I'm also double. ”

"Warden Chief, I have some left." The anthropomorph pulls out some fragments of its body from its evening gown.

Annan took it and sprinkled the debris into the lake like fish food.

The shadow elves devoured the fragments with joy and circled around Annan, swimming in the direction of the Bersa River.

At first Annan thought it was going to come back with something, but after looking for a while, he realized that it had really left.

All right...... I thought that my charm couldn't even be stopped, but it turned out that I just ran into a weird mercenary.

"While it's still noon, let's go to the royal city."

Rescue the princess and put an end to the Persona incident. Accompany Princess Crimson to complete her plan and become allies. Then to participate in the March celebration in Huadu, Annan's trip to the south came to a successful conclusion.

No...... It's not perfect, he hasn't met the nezumi yet.

Annan first followed the Skeletron back to the tomb, watched the Skeletron solemnly bury the little boy's bones by the woods, and then told the fat nobleman: "I will go to the royal city again, and I will send you to Huadu when I come back." ”

The fat aristocrat inexplicably emerged with an ominous ......

Annan picks up a flower pot with branches from another world, which is the key to his successful entry into the royal city, and sets off into the city with the magic scroll given to him by Skeletron and the members of the strange prison. On the way, he inquired about the situation of the southern rat people.

"Those rats don't dare come to Persona." The candle head said.

"I met by chance...... They stink and ugly! The slug said.

The lanky Dancing Shadow is dancing, and the rest have been in Hearsia since they were born, and they haven't seen a nezumi.

"Anthropomorphic, what about you?" Annan looked at the only silent weirdness.

"I ...... I made a mistake ......"

"What do you mean?"

"I drank too much at a banquet and was forced by the host of the banquet...... Forced to sleep with his nezumi maid...... "The anthropomorphic voice became quieter and quieter.

"How does it feel?" Annan asked.

"What......?" The anthropomorphic thinks he's misheard something.

The other weird looks are similar

"What do I mean...... Do they look like people? ”

The anthropomorph hesitated and asked, "Which kind of ...... are you referring to?" Like a human? ”

"Physiognomy, habits, language."

The anthropomorphic breathed a sigh of relief: "The rat man is like a human and is especially like a human, and the one who is not like a human is not like a human ......"

"Did anyone just speak?" The Sketchpad Man sarcastically said on the Sketchpad.

"Those nezumi maids are different...... The nezumi of the McCain clan are all big, the Drane clan has vigorous body hair, the Hatarn clan is petite and cowardly, the Tatunn clan has a primitive flavor, and the rat men of the Sturne clan are most like humans and elves......"

The Stoun clan is Maria's clan, but there aren't many nezumi like Maria in the clan...... They have been specially cultivated and mixed many times as spies, and the nezumi bloodline has long been extremely thin, almost equivalent to a half-elf with a lifespan of only more than a hundred years.

There's only one reason they're called nezumi...... As long as you have a drop of nezumi blood in your blood, you can only obey the rat god.

The shadow of the Rat God has always hung over the southern continent.

To some extent, the gods have lost contact, but the rat gods, who have also lost contact, have reduced the pressure on the southern kingdoms - especially the McCaine clan has fled to the north.

And the appearance of anthropomorphism, such as a number of treasures, the advantages of each rat clan is by no means as simple as he said, "because of a mistake".

"Warden, don't you ......?"

"I'm just curious about the other ten species of nezumi in the South, and I've fought against Stoon and McCain rats."

The more the anthropomorph spoke, the more excited he became: "Actually, ordinary rat people are basically the same, just a little stronger, a little slender, and only those rat slave owners can distinguish their subtle differences." Those who will appear at the nobles' banquets are special nezumi......"

Annan suddenly felt that he was not so unreceptive to knowledge.

Since Annan entered the city for the first time, a lot of strange ...... have appeared outside the city They appear as if out of thin air, entrenched in their respective territories, devouring or being devoured by other weirdness.

Annan retreated one after another in the strange places they passed, so that the strange prison members who bullied the weak and feared the hard wanted to take the opportunity to fill their stomachs, but Annan refused.

The most important thing now is to get to the royal city smoothly.

The weirdos were arguing, and when they passed through a junction, the anthropomorphic suddenly said, "Warden, do you see that the fork in the road ahead doesn't look like the double humanity you owe me...... ”

“……”

Annan thought they were noisy, and there were still two branches that he didn't have time to do: the jade essence in the basement of the Sphinx family's manor and the storage point for the Church of Order.

He sent them back to bring them back, and he and the charred girl continued on their journey. The weirdos looked at each other, and finally fell silent.

Even if they didn't stop for a moment, they had just arrived at the outskirts of the inner city, three blocks away from the Order Church, at dusk.

It seemed that a little further advance would lead to safety, but Skeletron had warned him not to rush at night......

Before the last afterglow faded, they hid in the cellar of a house.

As night fell, Hearsia fell into a different kind of hustle and bustle......

Ghosts roaming the streets, tapping attics, children chasing and playing, and the footsteps of wandering outside cellars......

Annan fell asleep peacefully in the company of the weirdos......

In Persona, the Demon Lord can't touch Annan's dreams.

Early in the morning, Annan got out of the cellar and continued to the royal city.

Towards the end of the morning, Annan once again saw the magnificent walls of the royal city.

Standing in front of the city walls, Annan recalled the trip...... It's hard to find something to be happy in Persona City, and even the weird prison members who look like humans in weird skins have their own stories.

Hearsay City...... City of Sorrows.

It's no wonder that the bandits in the World Gate say that this is a dead world.

Annan put away his emotions and entered the royal city.

The tower remained silent, but as Annan approached the palace, he was greeted by the ruined debris walls and empty front hall.

"Are we late?"

Annan had no way of knowing that the nobles of the front hall had been killed or escaped...... But the wall of debris leading to the depths of the palace was similarly destroyed.

And what about the princess, ......?

Annan's mood sank to the bottom. He kept the freaks outside and entered the palace with the charred maiden.

The long dark passage no longer greets with magic lamps......

The silent Annan quickened his pace, and finally saw the circular square in front of him, and the princess who was still sitting in front of the sealed gate.

Annan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when a slender arm emerged from the darkness and covered his mouth.

"Shh......h

"She's a fake ......"

(End of chapter)