The time chosen by the thieves was clever. It happened that Annan didn't bring a flower pot, and Klein and they went out.

This says at least two things...... The beings who stole the branches of the otherworldly tree know what it does, and know their dynamics.

Annan looked out the window solemnly, so were they being targeted, or were they ...... Do the people here have inner ghosts?

It will take time for the City Lord's Mansion to react, and Annan can't pin all his hopes on them. He took out the Evil Spirit Chess and asked, "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, where is the branch of the Otherworldly Tree that I lost?" ”

"Huadu."

…… This is not the answer Annan wants.

Damn, how did you find out that it was an evil spirit and then it became bad?

There is another way. The Otherworldly Twig comes from the Merchant, and it should be able to track its tracks.

But summon a merchant in a place with a strange atmosphere......

Annan thought of the tavern rat hole.

Before leaving, Annan told the remaining guards: "If the City Lord's Mansion sends someone to investigate, tell them that I have lost something very important, and it is still in Huadu." ”

"Yes, sir."

Annan got into the carriage and asked the coachman to rush to the tavern.

"Wipe out all the guests." Annan said to the boss who was transferred from Liberty City.

The boss, who didn't know what was going on, did it, but fortunately there weren't many customers during the day, so he sent them away with some coupons.

"Stay out of the way."

After the tavern hall was empty, Annan opened the wooden box that the merchant had given him,

There's an eyeball there...... It fits Annan's impression of the merchant and the world behind it.

What to do then? Take it out and eat it or ......

While Annan was still thinking, a gray mist suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the wooden box and eyes in his hand disappeared, and the gray-robed merchant appeared instead.

"I'm sorry, I lost the Otherworldly Branch, do you have a way to find it?" Annan asked directly.

Annan still couldn't understand the merchant's language, but it told Annan in a way that resembled heart-to-heart communication that it could find it, but that their contact with the world would bring disaster to the place......

Annan has already seen it.

"There's no other way......

"Nope."

"Whoever it is...... I won't let him go. ”

The branches of the otherworldly tree are related to the weight of Liberty City in this world. Magical images or anything else don't prove anything, but as long as you can communicate over long distances...... Not to mention the strategic attention, Annan's position in the Holy Human Council will instantly move from the back to the middle.

At this moment, there was a strange touch on Annan's boots, and a black and withered hand reached out from the rat hole in the corner and crawled onto its upper.

"What's wrong?"

This is the first time that the rat hole weird has taken the initiative to contact himself.

"It says it can help you......" said the merchant translator. What else do you need? ”

"I didn't ask for ...... Oh, can you sell me another eyeball? ”

The merchant had no interest in gold coins, so Annan had to exchange meditation materials for an eyeball.

"Also, I want some humanity to water the branches of the World Tree, do you have a way?"

The merchant gave Annan a list of the things they needed, including magic such as mythril, pure gold, and oralcum.

Annan could get these things, even easier than Skeletron, but he wanted to see if the leaves of the World Tree of this world could give birth to the World Tree of the other world.

It's always good not to spend money......

The surging gray mist disappeared into the tavern with the merchant, leaving no trace.

Annan looked at the withered arm in front of the rat hole: "How can you help me?" ”

Without warning, the withered arm grabbed Annan's ankle and dragged him into the rat hole in an instant.

As Annan disappeared, the tavern hall returned to silence......

……

After the initial panic, Annan realized that this was the strange way of the rat hole: he became a member of a group in an indescribable form, and then swept through one low perspective after another, led by the dominant will of the group.

Bathrooms of the rich, gloomy dungeons, bustling streets...... Among them are many familiar scenes, taverns, psychic houses, and even the city lord's mansion...... Rats are everywhere.

Annan has a deeper understanding of the advantages of the nezumi. As long as they want, relying on these rats can throw the flowers into chaos in an instant......

But all this did not happen because of the kindness of the nezumi, but because the power of the flower capital was stronger, and even the chaos would not last long.

The silhouette of the conspiracy, the pauper crying with his dead companion, the mercenary wiping his weapons, the noblewoman bathing in the bathroom, the smiling butler in the secret room......

"Assert ......"

"Go back to just now!"

The rat hole weird took Annan back to the secret room, "It's not ......" Annan's words suddenly stopped, because it was a familiar face: the princess's butler.

"How long will it be before you can get here? The useless princess sent a knight...... I doubt she knows anything. The butler asked a silhouette hiding in the shadows.

I didn't expect there to be unexpected surprises......

The "butler" next to the princess is actually a person from other blood clans.

Are there any other bloody councils that have caught the attention of the flower capital?

When he thought about this, a cold snort came out of the shadows: "It's really annoying, there are these disgusting things everywhere......"

The blood of the rat in the rat hole instantly evaporated and turned into a dry mouse.

Annan is fine...... His perspective was taken away by the strangeness of the rat hole, and in the continuous change, he also saw an old acquaintance who had disappeared for a long time, the Red Witch.

She sat at the round table with a group of seemingly vicious men, glanced lazily and snapped her fingers.

Smack-

The rats in front of the rat hole exploded into a puddle of meat.

Realizing that this kind of search can certainly reveal a lot of secrets, but it will be farther and farther away from the branches of the Strange World, Annan tells the Rat Hole about the shape of the branches of the strange world.

Ten minutes later, Annan finally saw the branches of the otherworldly tree......

But it was in the hands of someone whom Annan could not imagine.

“…… We don't have to look any further, let's go back. After the silence, Annan and the rat hole said strangely.

The Rat Cave Weird takes Annan back to the tavern. He called the man and told him to prepare ten servings of honey roast.

"Do you know this rat hole?" Annan asked him.

"I didn't pay attention at all...... Do you want me to seal it up? ”

"No, it's a guest here, too."

"It doesn't give money...... the waiter muttered in a sense of ownership.

"What's your name?"

"Phumi, sir."

“…… Okay Pumi, you're now the assistant manager of the tavern. "Annan appreciates this spirit." Your mission is to deliver food to the rathole every day and not let the guests disturb it. ”

Pumi froze there, as if he hadn't reacted.

One Boumi died, and one Boumi changed his fate.

Annan, who digested the experience of this trip, returned to the warehouse and happened to meet Klein and others who had returned.

The princess approached Annan's side, but his attention was not on the princess, he looked at Editia who was holding the potted plant: "Sister, why did you take it out......"

"I knew it was something important, so I didn't feel comfortable putting it here, so I took it out."

"Oh."

(End of chapter)