Alien world

Chapter 1711, Section 344: The wind can enter, the rain can enter, but Annam cannot enter.

The man spoke in a commanding tone, and even then, he only showed his profile, not directly facing Annan.

"Are you sure your last name is Her... Her... Her something Des, not Montreal?"

"You think I'm joking with you?"

Annan racked his brain for a moment, making sure no important person had that surname: "You're not doing anything, and you expect me to do nothing either?"

"It seems you are still unaware of the situation. This is my last warning."

“I never give warnings.”

The meeting ended unhappily, and the carriage carrying the unidentified person drove away.

On the other side, after making those harsh words, Annan turned around and ran to the Knights to find Orin and ask who Pluh Hernandez was.

"A big merchant who owns several streets and runs the Underworld, whose nephew from the Royal Magic Academy was defeated by you back then, of course he won't like you."

Is he one of our own?

"No, not really." Oulin paused briefly. "Not really."

The reason Oulin changed her mind was that the selection process for the Empire's eight legions was extremely rigorous, and behind them were at least five thousand families that had cultivated elites, with intertwined and complex relationships.

Therefore, even the Military Department finds it difficult to criticize Blackwatch, and only the Inquisition is unafraid of any pressure and is loyal only to the Empire.

The premise is that they are truly loyal to the Empire...

"Then just ignore it. Stop? Stopping isn't in my dictionary!"

"I'm curious how many words are in your dictionary."

Annan has entered the capital again. Many silent, expectant eyes are once again focused on him. To their surprise, this time Annan didn't seek out anyone, but went straight to the courtroom and stepped onto the steps he hadn't dared to step onto last time.

At the top of the steps, Annan, standing before the courthouse doors, appeared even smaller. He took a deep breath and said, "I want to see the priest. I'm here to denounce someone for colluding with the Black Watch!"

The priests at the gate exchanged a glance: "You want to turn yourself in?"

“I have no ill will toward the Inquisition and I have great respect for the Empire. Why would I surrender?” Annan asked curiously. “I’m here to denounce someone. I’ve discovered a heretic who is colluding with the Blackwatch!”

"You should know..."

Including this time, Annan had met four priests who slowly emerged from the shadows of the door. "Framed people are a serious crime in the Empire, and if it involves the Tribunal's investigation, it is an even more serious crime."

"Don't worry, you must know me. I wouldn't risk my reputation."

The priest remained noncommittal: "Who is he?"

"I'll lead the way!"

Annan ran down the steps with great enthusiasm, and set off with several instructors and priests.

The news was quickly relayed back through informants. The nobles looked at each other in bewilderment. You mean that Annan Reeves was not arrested by the court, but was instead taken away by him?

"Where did they go?"

Peller Hernandez frowned, feeling that things were spiraling out of control.

"It seems to be on our side..."

……

“We’re here, this is it.” Annan turned around and said in front of an impressive mansion.

"you sure?"

The priest looked at Annan expressionlessly. "I'm quite certain. Just yesterday he warned me to leave quickly, saying the waters of Montreal are too deep. I can't handle it."

The priest glanced at the soldiers, and they understood. They went up and knocked on the door.

Soon, Peller Hernandez came out himself, this time not deliberately giving Annan a silhouette of his face, but his face, marked by the passage of time, showed some exasperation.

"Annan Reeves, how dare you collude with the Inquisition!"

Annan instantly hid behind the priest, peeking out his head: "Did you hear that? He actually used the word 'colluded' to describe you!"

Seeing the priest's gaze fall upon him, the flustered Peller Hernandez's heart skipped a beat. He suppressed his anger and said, "I'm talking about colluding with the Blackwatch. You came to Free City and immediately wanted to unite with the nobles to exonerate the Blackwatch. How dare you smear me!"

The priest's gaze fell on Annan again, but he remained unfazed: "You mean, I, who betrayed the Empire and colluded with the Black Watch, am living in the ancestral home?"

"I was just bluffing you guys to see who was secretly colluding with Blackwatch. Those guys are either smart or clean. I didn't expect a fool to jump out on his own initiative."

Clearly, the "fool" refers to Püller Hernandez.

“You’re talking utter nonsense!” Pler Hernandez was red-faced; he had never seen such an unreasonable fellow as Annan.

Northern barbarians are just northern barbarians!

“Am I talking nonsense? Before coming to Montreal Hill, I had heard that the courthouse had a bad reputation and was even jokingly called ‘Black Dog’.”

This time, not only the priests, but even the military officers turned their attention to it.

Annan continued as if he hadn't seen it: "It turns out that's not the case at all. The Inquisition is impartial and loyal to the Empire. Since the Inquisition is good, then the Blackwatch must be bad, and you who call them 'black dogs' must be bad! We're complete strangers, yet you come here to warn me. Are you telling me not to ruin your plans, or do you think I'm a heretic like you!"

It turns out that humans do laugh when they are extremely angry.

Not only did he laugh, but Peller Hernandez was so angry that he couldn't finish a sentence. He pointed at Annan, who, unashamed, raised his head even higher: "If you think I've wronged you, I can go with you to the courtroom to confront you!"

Something flashed through Pluton Hernandez's mind for a moment, but he was too angry to grasp it.

Annan's accusations were highly effective; the court priests took Plutner Hernandez away, but he himself... was left behind.

Annan was completely bewildered when the instructor blocked his way, signaling him not to follow.

Could it be that he spoke too well, making the court believe he was loyal, thus clearing his name from suspicion?

This won't do... Annan stepped forward and blocked the instructors: "How can you cooperate with your interrogation of Püller Hernandez if you don't take me with you?"

"We will come back to find you."

The court wasn't stupid either; it didn't give Annan a chance to go in.

Annan could only watch as the court took Plutner Hernandez away, like a prince jumping around while a princess followed the hero.

News of Annan's accusation against Plutner Hernandez, which led to his arrest by the court, spread quickly. The nobles who had previously been visited by Annan fell silent, and some were even grateful—Annan had only come to cause trouble, rather than reporting them to the court as well.

At this time, Annam was seen as a pile of excrement by the powerful and wealthy in the capital; even a little bit of it would make one look unclean.

The problem now is that even if you don't step on it, that pile of poop will just move around on its own.

In Montreal Hill, at the Emerald Screen Garden, a noble dinner party is being held.

Annan arrived outside the banquet as an uninvited guest, and the organizers reluctantly tried to stop him:

"Your Excellency Annan Reeves, you do not have an invitation..."

Annan, who was holding Oulin's arm, drawled, "What, so you think the wind and rain can get in here, but the Golden Family can't?"

(End of this chapter)