Alien world

Chapter 1605 Chapter 238. Strange Reputation
Annan was not surprised that Arya did not believe in herself.

They are the dark elves, an evil race that enjoys betrayal and torture. Griffin is considered a paladin among them. They wander between order and chaos all year round. No one can control them except the Spider Queen Rose.

If it weren't for the fact that he had made the choice, and that his strategic approach just happened to coincide with that of Liberty City, as well as his insignificant revenge against the elves, Annan would have stayed as far away from these dark elves as possible.

Fortunately, Arya is a woman, or rather, all dark elves are women, so Annan can give full play to his warlock talent.

He rubbed Alya's head three times, and with Maura's hints and assistance, she should come over at three in the morning.

There is still time, and Annan plans to deal with the sixth believer of the night first.

After walking around the third floor, Annan couldn't find any trace of Lily.

"What are you looking for?"

Olmedo asked Annan who was peeking out of the door. The young official stood aside with his hands behind his back, trying to express his loyalty but unable to suppress his smile.

"I'm looking for Lily, have you seen it?"

"You come in first."

"No!" Annan shook his head quickly.

Olmedo had no choice but to ask him, "Why are you looking for Lily?"

"I'm going to sleep with Lily tonight."

The young official who found the opportunity took the opportunity to admire and said: "You are worthy of being Lord Annan."

"I said Lily, not Lilith!"

The young official shouted with exaggerated expression: "As expected of Lord Annan!"

Annan shook his head: "Ah... why do people have such a deep misunderstanding of me?"

"Maybe it's not a misunderstanding?"

"Al, even you..."

Olmedo ignored Annan's attempts at pity—she was already immune to it.

"Then may I ask, Lord Annan, who suffers greatly from prejudice, what is the gender of your two deputy lords?"

"One of you is my relative, and the other is my good friend. Does that count?"

Olmedo continued: "Ingrid, Irelanze, Princess, Francois—"

"Francois is a man!" Annan corrected loudly.

"He looks more feminine than a woman after putting on makeup. I don't believe you won't be moved."

Annan could not have imagined that such horrible words would come out of Olmedo's beautiful mouth: "Ol, what do you usually watch?"

Olmedo glanced at the half-open drawer with a guilty conscience. Inside was a book with an unclear title. Only the cover could be seen. The boy in the middle looked a bit like Annan, and there were several faces around him, one of which looked a bit like Francois...

"Ahem, and Bronzebeard—"

"Hell, that's even a dwarf!"

"What's wrong with dwarves? Is there anything that you warlocks can't do?" Olmedo said to himself: "No, I should say, is there anything that you warlocks can't do?"

"I hate puns."

After failing to find Lily, Annan had to ask Lilith to help find Lily - it sounds like a tongue twister.

Let Talling find the cat, which is rare in the thousand-year history of the Saint Laurent calendar.

She carried Lily back to the tree in the other world, but the princess was not there. She went to the temple fragments to recover.

Putting Lily aside, Annan patted her head and said, "I want to do an experiment. Wait until I fall asleep before you go play."

"Okay." Lily responded with a purr.

Placing his hand on Lily's back, Annan drank the soul-enhancing potion and began to meditate.

The magic vortex was still the same, but the power of faith surrounding the divinity had become five strands, all contributed by Jimmy.

The power of faith flows disorderly around the surface of the divinity. It is more appropriate to describe it as a strand or a thread. It is to the divinity like a thin cloud to Allen's world - insignificant.

Wouldn't it be that the transformation would be successful only if the power of faith covered the surface of the divinity...

Annan thought bitterly, the most painful thing was that he felt his guess was probably correct.

Jimmy is my baby, and so is his sister Remi. I have to protect them both. My "God's Path" may lie with them. My consciousness continued to sink and came to the familiar foggy space.

"Lady, who knows everything, please tell me..."

"God, great God, please protect my son..."

"My Lord, please save me..."

Various prayers emerged from the fog, and as usual, most of them were from believers of Lady Fortune.

This is reasonable. After all, Annan is the Son of God, and countless people pray to him every day.

Annan listened for a while, but for a long time the prayer style of "time, place, and person" he requested did not appear.

Is it diluted by the large number of prayers, or is it that the prayers are not on the same channel as the gods?
Annan had no choice but to pray along with them, praying for a believer as reliable as Jimmy, and then dived forward consciously.

"Meow meow meow, meow meow, meow meow meow meow..."

"What?"

"Meow! Meow, meow, meow!"

"Meow?"

"Meow! Meow! Meow!"

Annan opened his troubled eyes, confusion written all over his face.

He didn't give up and asked Lily, who was lying next to him, "Lily, were you the one who was yelling just now?"

“No.”

"Okay...it's over, go have fun."

Putting Lily on the ground, Annan ran to the back garden to find Dad.

"Dade, teach me animal language!"

Dad turned around, holding a pot of miniature tree people in her arms.

Annan was so surprised that he even forgot what he was going to do: "Tree man...you succeeded?"

"No, this is what Irilanze asked for from the elves."

Annan was horrified and looked up hurriedly: "She's back!?"

Seeing Annan, who always acted like a lord, showing this expression, Dade felt amused: "She asked the merchants from the principality to deliver it. Irelanze still has work to do."

"That's good..." Annan breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not that I’m afraid of the elf mentor, but I’ve been in contact with the dark elves, and if she knew... I would inexplicably feel sorry for her.

"Irilanze, um...very well done. I want to reward her."

"You're rewarded for being nice to her."

"Isn't that good enough?" Annan couldn't help but think of the scene a few days ago when every time he opened his eyes, he saw the elf mentor lying on the recliner next to him and the princess sleeping on the ground.

I didn't blame her, but she became even worse and even used me as a pillow.

Although Irelanze is soft and comfortable.

"You won't even give her a name." Dade spoke up for her good sister.

"Oh, it's started again."

It's like this with Olmedo and Dade. What's going on in the past two days?

Annan forced himself to change the subject and asked Dade to teach him animal language.

Dad said it was impossible, because animal friendship was a druid's talent.

"Then help me translate what this means."

Annan tried to imitate the cat's meow: "Meow, me ...

After hearing only a few words, Dade quickly covered the little tree man's ears.

"How can you curse so badly?!"

(End of this chapter)