Alien world

Chapter 1363 285. Final preparations
November 11th in the Saint Laurent calendar.

Annan, the blue dragon tribe, and the ratmen reached an alliance in the Council Hall of the Golden City in the Broken Mountains.

The content of the covenant is: Broken Mountains are the common property of the three parties, and the blue dragon tribe is responsible for management, governance, and exclusive taxation. The three parties must help each other and jointly resist foreign enemies, limited to Broken Mountains.

Francois, who served as the recorder, wrote in great detail: Overall, this was only a limited alliance, but like the first sprout of life, it was a beginning, a starting point that the "faction" had always dreamed of - humans, dragons, and ratmen, three races that had nothing to do with each other, were bound together by interests and friendship (doubtful).

It will not be the legendary moment when the bards raise the scepter of power, but it will be the beginning of a number of legendary stories such as "The wheel of history turns slowly" and "He will always remember this peaceful afternoon".

The old patriarch and the ratmen elders left the council hall one after another. Annan deliberately slowed down and waited for Wilson to come out.

Although he and the Broken Mountain people were served on the table as menus, Wilson was not sad at all, and was even a little happy - he never thought that he could get a share.

Those hard laborers working in the mines cannot even get their wages, let alone share the profits with the mine owners.

As for Melanie... although they have different positions and are still enemies of the overlord, to be honest, it is difficult for Annan to have any ill feelings towards her.

It has nothing to do with her beauty, but the fact that Lady Melanie is really miserable - her son was killed by her husband, her faith was torn apart by her husband, and even her husband is about to be judged.

What could be more despairing than depriving a woman of her husband, son and career?
Lady Melanie is very strong enough to dress up beautifully and attend parliament.

"I'm sorry about Elvis." As Annan looked at her, he said something polite for the first time.

"This is all Raymond's fault. I should have known that he had gone mad the day his body began to expand uncontrollably..."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Sir, I am going to go to the church and pay for Raymond's mistakes bit by bit. I hope you can agree."

"I'm not the Son of God." Annan shook his head.

"Everyone saw you call upon the Lady and receive the Lady's holy object."

Well, Annan couldn't explain his relationship with the goddess of wealth.

When the "Son of God" has both opportunities and dangers. First of all, the doctrine of the Church of Wealth is lenient and does not restrict believers from believing in several churches at the same time. As the world's hegemony changes from elves to humans, the goddess of wealth who works behind the scenes also gains a lot of faith.

His status is higher than that of the gods such as the God of Nobles, the God of Armor and Guardian. In its heyday, there was a church of His in every town where people gathered, from Wilhelm to the continent of Allen.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the deity most believed in by mankind.

After the Time of Troubles, the faithful have been searching for their god, and if they knew the Lady's Son had appeared in the Broken Mountains, they would soon flock to him.

Radicals, ambitious people in the church, and believers from other churches will try every means to find out what happened in Broken Mountains.

If Annan can withstand this wave of attacks, the believers will be the rivers that nourish the farmland. If not, they will be the tsunami that destroys everything.

In the past, Annan could go wherever he wanted. After this incident, he either stayed at home or kept his identity secret.

We must hurry back to Liberty City...Oh yes, Liberty City is right above us.

Annan looked up at the floating city casting shadows, and felt much more at ease.

……

When Annan and Elimois returned to Liberty City, the City Lord's Mansion had already taken over the Golden City and captured a large number of nobles with its extremely high administrative efficiency.

No matter in terms of strength or fame, they had no chance to fight against Annan. They could only beg for forgiveness from Annan, saying that they had donated a large amount of money and property to the church.

They asked the wrong person. If they donated to Liberty City, Annan might just deprive them of their noble status out of consideration for their feelings. But if they donated to the church... Annan didn't get it.

Annan was sitting on the sofa in the lounge holding the snoring Lily. As he was thinking about these things, he heard crying sounds outside the City Lord's Mansion.

Not long after, the guards and a bunch of other people came in and said to Annan, "Lord Annan, there is a woman outside crying and wants to see you." Annan looked at Ilimayas sitting opposite him awkwardly and glared at the guard fiercely, "I'll give you a chance to say it again."

"She calls herself Mrs. Phelan."

Annan breathed a sigh of relief and asked the guards to bring the person in.

Before I saw Mrs. Fearon, a miserable cry came from the corridor.

"Our agreement is still valid. How much evidence have you collected?"

Mrs. Fellen cried and said that she returned home and before she had time to look for him, she was imprisoned in the bedroom by her husband.

Annan wondered, "Who is responsible for judging the nobles?"

"Lord Annan, it's Commander Little Smoo."

They said an unexpected name.

"Where is he?"

"prison."

Annan looked at Mrs. Fearon and said, "Do you want to go with me?"

……

"Sir Jaker McKinney, who allowed his relatives to oppress the common people, plundered land deeds, and annexed land, was hanged."

"Knight Caden Robinson, who tortured his knights' followers, took pleasure in oppressing the common people, and dragged Donald's family to death, was hanged."

"Lord Brendan Alvin Carlton secretly colluded with slave traders to sell his own people. He also let his nephew control the gang and collect protection fees. He beat those who refused to pay taxes to death and hanged them, including his nephew."

Listening to the names of those who were still alive and laughing in front of her not long ago being marked as being hanged, the cold voices echoing in the dungeon were like the gods sentencing death, making Mrs. Fellen tremble.

If it weren't for her love for her husband that inspired her, she would have been unable to help but tremble in Annan's arms.

What surprised her was that the person who made such a cold voice was actually a thin man.

"Lord Annan, why are you here?"

"She is President Philen's wife and wants to find out about her husband," Annan introduced.

"President Philen...it's not his turn yet."

"Got it." Annan turned around and said to Mrs. Fearon, "You can wait here. I'll be leaving now."

He still has a lot of things to do.

It's not an excuse. The sudden transformation of the Great Lord of the Broken Mountains from a human into a group of dragons will inevitably trigger a series of reactions.

The blue dragon tribe had no experience in ruling a territory, so it was almost inevitable that they would have friction with the locals.

Annan thought of using the influence of the Fortune Church to spread the message that "blue dragons are friendly." However, there were not many survivors in the Fortune Church, so he had to gather the surviving priests and nuns first.

as well as--

"The news that you are the Son of God is spreading. If you don't want to bring more instability to the new Broken Mountains, you'd better leave first." The old patriarch sent a young dragon to remind Annan.

"Got it. We'll go back tomorrow after we finish judging the old nobles."

(End of this chapter)