Alien world

Chapter 1701, Section 334: Annan is put in charge of the dungeon where the female aliens are imprisoned.
Gema underestimated Annan.

He thought that giving money would get Liberty City to give the families some preferential treatment, but in reality, even without doing so, Liberty City had given the two families full trust: based on their respective strengths, they were directly assigned to various departments, and their children were quickly enrolled in schools and began to receive education—not because Liberty City was so short of people that most officials held multiple positions.

The two families fully cooperated with the Free City's system, even handing over their family's secret breathing techniques.

They were well-prepared, so they had no complaints about this heretical "sharing".

It may seem that they lost their family's treasured breathing techniques, but in reality, because Liberty City made all breathing techniques public, the tribesmen actually had the opportunity to choose a breathing technique that was more suitable for them.

Even the old patriarch was assigned to Renato's side to form an elderly think tank.

The two old men, who had known each other since the Kingdom of Rikaner, had a lot to say to each other. However, unlike the retired Renato, the old patriarch was not content with his lot and always wanted to do something big.

"You can do whatever you want without my permission," Annan said indulgently.

"I'll do anything?"

"Uh... what do you want to do?" Annan felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Strip those two runaway bastards of their title as Kings of the North!"

“Is this a bit…”

The old patriarch glared and stroked his beard: "You want to stop me?"

"No, I mean we should threaten them to give up the benefits first, and then strip them of their title as King of the North!"

Since you have betrayed the North and are unwilling to fulfill your duties as King of the North, then as the King of Annam, King of the North, what a lousy name, Reeves, I have no choice but to strip you of your titles…

With the affairs of the South entrusted to Gema, and the old patriarch interfering in diplomatic matters, Francois, who was so busy he didn't even have time to dress in women's clothing and go out, suddenly found himself with nothing to do.

However, it was just an illusion, because soon after, Annan had him draft a letter of invitation and send it to the Imperial Ministry of Ceremonies.

In addition, a new legion system is urgently needed.

The two families were not suitable to be placed into the musketeer system led by the Hellfire Legion, so the Seventh Legion of Free City, the Winter Legion, was born.

The members of the Winter Legion, Annan plans to fill the gaps between the two major families and the Janna family, the Forsaken, and the future King of the North.

The Hellfire Legion, the Sentinel Legion, and the Ranger Legion are all musketeer units.

The Punishment Legion, the Alien Legion, the Foreign Aid Legion, and the newly established Winter Legion constitute the Extraordinary Power System.

As it has developed to this point, outsiders no longer have the idea that "a small city like Liberty City actually has seven legions," and this reputation is earned through battle. It's not entirely secure, but it has indeed embarked on a "path to empire."

If the Liberty City continues to get involved in this situation in the North, by the end it will at least be a powerful regional force, the kind that can sit in the front row of the Holy Temple.

Annan stood on the terrace, somewhat overwhelmed by the series of developments.

Who remembers that they initially just wanted to find out about the underground ruins of the snow mountain fortress...

The convoy covered with Fastab turned around in front of the city lord's mansion, and Annan recognized it as the money that Gema had brought earlier.

Why isn't he taking the money back with him? What's he doing wandering around the streets like that? Does he really think the Blue Dragon family in the city is just for show?

Annan called up Ingrid's assistant and told him to tell Gemma to take the convoy back immediately, or he would be blamed for not reminding her.

“Lord Annan, these valuables are being sent to the treasury,” the assistant explained. “Didn’t I refuse? Did Gemar force you to give them?”

The assistant first nodded and then shook his head: "Lord Annan, Miss Illymoas accepted it on his behalf and sent it to the lair."

"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused..."

Annan seemed not to have heard clearly: "You said that Ilya took the money that Gemma sent."

"Ah."

"She said she was sending it to the vault, but actually she was sending it to her own lair?"

"No, it was sent to the vault."

"Didn't you just say you were sending it to the nest?"

"The nest is the treasure vault."

……

The story begins a few days ago.

After her hard-earned wealth was forcibly taken away by her parents, Elimos became depressed. If Annan hadn't "inadvertently" dropped money on the street, left his money bag on the bedside table, and felt another claw in his pocket, his blue dragon princess would have died of grief.

The dragon's father and mother could never know the immense psychological damage caused by the plundering of a dragon's treasure.

She wouldn't even go home anymore, for fear that seeing the bare crystal nest would bring back painful memories.

At this point, Ingrid approached her and proposed a collaboration.

"You want to cooperate with me?" Ellie Moyas asked, her voice filled with doubt. She knew Ingrid, but what could they possibly do together?
"The Ministry of Finance wants to hire you as the custodian of the treasury."

Having a dragon guard the treasury is no different from having Annan guard the dungeon where female aliens are imprisoned, Irelanzer guarding the sleeping Annan, or Martin watching over freshly baked pumpkin pie!
But Ingrid did it anyway, seemingly believing that Illymoyas wouldn't steal from her.

In the past, Illymoyas would have proven her mistake by taking action, but after her family plundered all her wealth, the insecure Illymoyas desperately needed a safe place.

It can only be said that Ingrid's timing was perfect, stepping in just when Irimoyas was vulnerable. She only paid a negligible salary to the Treasury, and Irimoyas became the guardian of the treasury.

"This is the contract. If there are no problems, let's sign it." Ingrid took out the devil's contract that she had prepared beforehand and placed it in front of Irimoyas.

Elimos looked very carefully, asking as she looked, "What does 'the Ministry of Finance has the right to use my image rights' mean?"

“Your cooperation with the Ministry of Finance involves an employment relationship, and on some occasions, the Ministry of Finance will use your identity and name.”

Ellie Moyas wasn't some country bumpkin who'd just come out of the mountains. She immediately thought of how those singers had made a fortune not long ago: "I can give you the image rights, but I want more money!"

Ingrid furrowed her delicate brows, but Ilya explained, "I have the Blue Dragon Clan behind me. Once you sign a contract with me, the Blue Dragon Clan will also protect the treasury!"

“Miss Illymoas, we are interested in you, not your clan.” Ingrid remained unmoved. “Besides, there are potential risks. I’ve heard about what happened before. If the treasury gets too close to your clan, it may become a target.”

Illymoas's heart skipped a beat. She only wanted to bargain, not make Ingrid regret it...

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Ingrid mutter to herself, "But it's worth the risk; we can raise your weekly wage to five gold dollars a week."

(End of this chapter)