Alien world

Chapter 1324 Chapter 246. Night Chat in the Tavern
Annan suddenly felt a little envious of Joan.

Elimoas was surprisingly indifferent to the wealth she had amassed.

If it were her, Ilimayas could make sure that not a single bit of gold could be seen from head to toe.

But to some extent, it also shows that Elimois is frank and unpretentious in front of him?

Annan comforted himself while sitting in the tavern.

It was already completely dark outside. Just as Annan was preparing to spend the night in the tavern, there was a knock on the door.

"It's closed these days." Annan said to the outside.

What's going on? Don't you see that the lights in the pub are not on?

But the knocking continued, so Annan had to go around the counter and open the door of the pub.

squeak-

The cold air outside poured into the tavern. Annan squinted his eyes and did not see a figure outside the door.

A child's prank?

But there was not a single footprint in the snow at the door.

Confused, Annan closed the door and just as he turned around, he saw the outline of a man in a religious robe sitting on a stool in front of the counter.

"who are you?"

"Sir Annan Reeves, we met earlier."

"I don't remember ever seeing a guy who was hiding his head and showing his tail."

The only person Annan remembered was Mora, but he was wearing a gray robe and there was no faint smell of decay.

"I'm sorry, but the overlord is watching this place, and I have to avoid being discovered by them."

The silhouette lifted the cloak, revealing a somewhat familiar face.

"Are you the priest?"

Annan remembered that he had seen him in the Fortune Church and vaguely guessed why he had secretly come here.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Annan pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth.

"Mr. Annan Reeves, you are a wise man. Let us be frank. The Fortune Church hopes to cooperate with you."

The first to discover the disaster were not lions and wolves, but insects, birds and beasts.

The Church of Wealth has lost its power and become a mascot-like existence, but its old broad base still exists in the Broken Mountains.

And they are better informed than the Raymond family.

"I refuse." Annan said decisively.

"Please don't rush to refuse, Mr. Annan Reeves. You need our help. The Raymond family's rule in the Broken Mountains is deeply rooted. Countless nobles and merchants depend on them for survival."

"They reject outsiders, but they will not reject the church. We will help you become the new king of the Broken Mountains."

"I understand, but my answer is still no." Annan was not interested in being the king of the Broken Mountains, and did not even ask how the Church of Wealth could help him.

The pastor didn't say anything, he was waiting for a reason.

"I have no ill will towards your Fortune Church. On the contrary, Fortune Church is the first church I visited in this world. I even touched the toes of your goddess."

"what?"

"Oh, the toes of the idol."

Annan changed his tone: "Until now, there are statues of the lady and some believers in my territory. I am very willing to cooperate, communicate, and even form an alliance with you."

The pastor felt that Annan was telling the truth. His emotions eased a little: "In that case, why do you still refuse?"

"Because of profit."

Annan stared at him deeply: "We all know what the purpose of the Church of Wealth is. I will leave here eventually, and by then the people standing on top of people will just be replaced by someone else."

The success of the Raymond family is closely related to the church. If the great lords had not escaped control, they would be nothing more than spokesmen for the Church of Wealth.

"You don't want this land?"

“Is it springtime all year round here or is there an abundance of produce?”

This made the pastor unable to understand: "Mr. Annan Reeves, whose side are you on?"

"The people's side."

The priest left without any results, he had nothing to say to this unreasonable unbeliever. Annan closed the door, bolted it, and slowly turned his head.

"You've been eavesdropping for so long, come out now."

No one responded in the quiet and dark tavern hall.

Annan returned to the counter with the sound of his hard boots tapping on the wooden floor, and his voice echoed throughout the hall.

"You can continue to play the cat and mouse game, but it won't be so easy if I catch you."

rustling...

The darkness in the corner began to wriggle, and the seemingly solid wall panel was moved away, revealing a hunched figure.

Annan took out the magic lamp and let the diffused halo shine over there, watching the ratman elder rustle up.

To be honest, the sight of a dignified ratman elder crawling out of the rat hole somewhat destroyed the cold and mysterious image it had always maintained.

"How did you know I was here?" Even the question became friendly.

"I don't know, I just remembered that you are everywhere, so I gave it a try." Annan had a smug expression as if "I tricked you out."

The ratman elder looked gloomy and unfriendly, but Annan remained indifferent. After all, he had seen this guy crawl out in a ridiculous way with his own eyes.

"Eavesdropping on our allies is not a good habit, Elder."

"I was just... passing by."

"lie."

The eavesdropping could be explained as a coincidence at best, or secretly eavesdropping on an ally at worst. The rat elder didn't want to have a conflict with Annan, so he said, "The human overlord already knows that your people went to the Broken Mine and are planning to do something."

"doing what?"

"do not know."

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are not very honest, my friend."

"Because you shouldn't be here, you should be growing up in your own lair, making more Tom and Jerry! When's the new episode coming out?"

"I don't know." Annan returned it.

"...that human overlord intends to let the Oyster Gang clean out your people and stir up disputes between you and the human guys behind the Oyster Gang." The ratman elder had no choice but to reveal the truth.

Annan frowned: "He wants to hide behind and reap the benefits again?"

Lord Raymond's style of doing things is just like his size - he would rather avoid doing things himself than do so.

"But you said that behind the Oyster Gang... they work for other people?"

"Round Table Brotherhood, you canned Hastek of humanity..."

Hastek is the language of the Skaven, and its equivalent in the common language is roughly the same as "subordinate".

As for the human cans, Annan guessed that it referred to an organization like the Knights Templar.

"Tell me about the Brotherhood of the Round Table."

"You humans know Hastek better than I do..." the ratman elder said as he retreated.

"Where are you going?"

The ratman elder retreated to the hole in the wall and crawled back backwards.

"I told you, I was just passing by."

"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Annan was still unwilling.

"unnecessary……"

With a cold whisper, the ratman elder moved back to the wall panel and disappeared behind the wall.

Annan couldn't help his curiosity, so he walked over, moved the wall panel that seemed to fit tightly together, and stuck his head inside.

The wall was almost hollowed out, with only a narrow gap leading to the underground, which was almost impossible for a normal adult to get through.

At the corner, a silhouette disappeared like a pupa.

Annan restored the wall panel and squatted there, thinking.

The Church of Fortune, the Stuhn Ratmen, and the Brotherhood of the Round Table... I didn't expect that so many forces would gather in the isolated Broken Mountains.

(End of this chapter)