Alien world

Chapter 1706, Section 339: Using a Mortal Body to Raise a God
"You're always busy with the Knights and don't have much time to come back. How long has it been since you had time to sit down and have a meal with your ancestor?"

Annan wasn't just guessing; he had learned about the manor's daily life from the cook while making soup in the kitchen.

Annan didn't understand nobles, but he understood the elderly. Even archbishops, beings closest to God and supposedly devoid of emotion, would rejoice at seeing children gathered around them. How much did they love children? Perhaps not, but seeing children might remind them of the past, making faded memories shine again.

Oulin couldn't refute it, but the old ancestor said with a smile, "Oulin is busy too."

“The Knights have many duties that require my attention,” Olin explained.

"Do you remember? When you were just a little kid, you used to pester your grandma to play with you. Now you've grown up, and your grandma has grown old. The roles have reversed, but when your grandma needs your company, you're not there..."

"Sigh, busy, everyone's busy, it's good to be busy..."

Oulin's expression gradually became strange, not because she was moved, but because it seemed that these words should not have been said by you.

The old ancestor turned to look at Annan, then turned to look at Oulin, finding the feeling of having someone stand up for him quite novel and interesting.

"...I'll be back early tomorrow."

The ancestor didn't say anything, but the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Is the Knights really that busy?" Annan asked her while eating.

The old man said, "The Knights are on duty and training, and little Olin is the kind of person who does everything herself."

"Just like me."

"Yes, just like you."

"Oh, right, I also brought you gifts." Annan remembered something, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and pulled out a pile of gift boxes from his magic ring, piling them up in front of the fireplace.

Annan prepared not only for the ancestor and Oulin, but also for everyone in the manor.

Call it obsequiousness or pretentiousness, but everyone in the manor, from the matriarch to the servants, falls for it. Even Oulin, who disliked Annan and acted as if he were the matriarch's relative, softened her expression considerably.

His willingness to care for his servants, whether genuine or feigned, shows he is not a bad person—and Annan is also a squire of the Holy Grail Knights.

The servants cleared away the remaining dishes, and the old matriarch and O'Lin sat on the sofa in front of the fireplace, listening to Annan recount what had happened in the far north.

When it came to the reconnaissance airship, the patriarch expressed his desire to see it. Annan said that he had "just happened" to bring it. He came to the mansion and released the magic airship in an open space, personally demonstrating how to take off, turn, and land.

The strange-looking sphere rising from the old ancestor's residence attracted a lot of attention, but it was turned away by the servants on the outside, who said that it was Young Master Annan putting on a show for the old ancestor.

Jumping out of the airship basket, Annan asked his ancestor, "Would you like to give it a try?"

"I flew enough when I was young," the old man waved his hand.

“Take me up there and have a look.” Oulin seemed quite interested.

"no problem."

Annan climbed into the basket, and Olin followed. The updraft created by the magical runes made the reconnaissance airship float up again.

At night, the Montreal Mountains resemble a torch, illuminating the entire plain dotted with stars.

The sheer scale and abundance of this kind of beauty is something that Liberty City can never match.

However, Oulin's focus was not on the scenery, but mainly on data such as "how high it can fly", "how fast it can fly", and "how long it can stay in the air".

After answering each question, Annan praised, "Not only in reconnaissance, but no one can beat us when it comes to using reconnaissance airships for advertising!"

Annan quickly introduced the reconnaissance airship, unfurling a banner that could be seen by everyone in the city-state, its eyes shining brightly like a second moon.

He brought this thing not only as a surprise escape route, but also to sell in the commercial district.

As for whether Montreal Hills allows reconnaissance airships to hover overhead... that's none of his business.

Is someone going to buy a sword from a blacksmith's shop, rob someone, and then arrest the blacksmith's owner as well? "I want one."

"Sure, I'll give you one."

"What conditions?"

"You're hurting me by saying that. Can't I do a good deed just once?"

"What's free is the most expensive, that's what you said."

Annan shrugged: "Really, I don't have any, but since you insist on giving it to me... then let me print a line of words on the airship."

O'Lin did not answer Annan, nor was he in a hurry to urge him.

Suddenly, it seemed as if fog had rolled in all around, and the reconnaissance airship disappeared into a cloud layer.

"So it wasn't cotton candy after all..." Oulin looked around and whispered to herself.

Admiring the misty, cloud-shrouded Annan, he turned back and asked, "What?"

“Let’s go back,” O’Lin said.

A dozen minutes later, the reconnaissance airship carrying Annan and Olin, whose childhood dreams had been shattered, landed back at the manor.

"This reconnaissance airship is yours. I'll bring the letter over tomorrow morning."

O'Lin nodded and directed the guards in the distance to carry away the reconnaissance airship: "Put it in... the stable first."

They returned to the living room, where Annan continued his wondrous adventures in the far north, with his ancestor and Olin occasionally interjecting. What should have been a story that took at most an hour to finish turned into a late-night monologue.

Annan glanced at the time and sighed with relief: "It's so late, shouldn't it be time to rest?"

Do you think we need sleep?

"I can still manage, old woman."

However, the two of them clearly had no intention of letting Annan off the hook, so he had no choice but to tell the story of what happened to Blackwatch as a side story.

Speaking of her encounter with the evil god in the warp and being rescued, Orin asked in confusion, "Lauren the Spider Queen? Why would she help the Blackwatch because of you?"

"Uh...we 'worked' together for a while."

"Work together?" Oulin's tone became strange.

"It's not what you think... well, it's actually a bit legendary."

Annan then recounted how he met Spider-Man when he first arrived in Breeze City, only to discover that Spider-Man was actually the Spider Queen Rose, and how he then left with Silly Cat—that is, Cat and Midnight Girl.

Yes, one of the cats he adopted was also a deity.

O'Lin's expression was incredibly strange. How could she believe that a boy kept a spider—the most infamous spider goddess in the world of Allen—and a cat—also a deity?

"That's why it's legendary," Annan said, spreading his hands. He also found it unbelievable; when did gods become as common as cabbages?

At this moment, Oulin remembered that Anan, who was disguised as the cat in "Cat and Midnight Girl," had also brought it, so she turned to ask the ancestor, "You already knew?"

"It's just a weak deity, with no ill intentions," the ancestor said with a smile.

Annan recalled how well-behaved and obedient the silly cat looked in the ancestor's arms and nodded in approval. The ancestor had the right to say such things.

He teased Oulin: "Regretting it now, huh? You had the chance to touch or even hug a deity."

(End of this chapter)