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Chapter 1781, Section 414: The Black Pearl

She and Annan were busy with their own things for two days. The McKennen clan announced that the bloody war would begin in three days. Ruth also managed to get several sharp daggers as thin as cicada wings, while Annan still had nothing to show for it.

No, we must contact the gray-haired mouse siblings as soon as possible.

They could either run outside the city-state, away from the area affected by the fel energy, and contact the Free City to have them contact their adopted siblings, but there probably wouldn't be enough time.

Either... reveal your true identity and show that you're here!
Doing this is a bit dangerous, after all, the Macken ratmen know that the destruction of the Red-Eyed Clan is inextricably linked to them... but if it's "a succubus impersonating Annan Reeves," it can both raise wanted posters and attract the attention of his younger siblings.

But we need to convince Ruth first.

The bad news is that Ruth has seen him before, and it would be troublesome if she exposed him.

The good news is that Ruth isn't very bright, and Annan is confident he can fool her.

That evening, Ruth returned home, put down a pile of things, and was about to go out again when Annan called her back.

"I have something to tell you."

"I'm out of money!" Ruth shouted in a panic, retreating to the window, ready to escape at any moment.

“I’m not asking you for money… I think your plan to participate in the Blood War is very clever.” Annan first flattered Ruth to lower her guard: “But it’s not safe enough. I have another good idea. The two plans can form double insurance.”

"What's the idea?"

“Look, the Rat King is the Rat King of the Red-Eyed Clan, right? The Red-Eyed Clan was wiped out by the human army, right? The human army listens to Annan Reeves, right? So the Rat King must hate Annan Reeves to the core.”

"If I impersonate Annan Reeves and spread the word, will I be able to lure out the Rat King?"

"Is it possible?" Ruth felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Even if we can't, what have we lost?"

The situation is already chaotic enough; it wouldn't hurt if it became even more chaotic, perhaps making it easier for them to take advantage of the confusion.

Ruth couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so she crossed her arms and said, "Then let's give it a try. But let's make it clear first, my plan cannot fail. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve, I won't be responsible."

"Don't worry, who would have the heart to 'ruthlessly destroy' a succubus?"

Having persuaded Ruth, Annan then kicked her out.

Ruth wanted to see Annan's transformation, but Annan yelled at her and kicked her out: "You're really something! Do you think I'd let you see me naked?!"

"Who cares!" Ruth slammed the door and left.

The real reason was that Annan was not very familiar with the succubus's talents, and he couldn't be sure that she might turn into some kind of two-headed, four-armed monster.

On the surface, it appears that Annan is impersonating himself, but in reality, it is Annan impersonating Olme who happens to be impersonating himself.

The unexpected event that Annan feared did not happen. Even though it was an imposter, the succubus talent was still used with ease, and he successfully transformed into his original appearance. The only difference was that the long robe that was originally well-fitting instantly became wide and dragged on the ground.

Annan changed his appearance several times to make sure he had mastered it. He suppressed the urge to transform into the familiar person again and said to the door.

"Okay, come in."

Almost at the same time, Ruth pushed open the door, clearly not as indifferent as she claimed.

Annan stretched and then smiled: "How was it?"

Ruth stared blankly at Annan, then said decisively, "You don't seem like it!"

"How can it be?!"

Annan once again came in second place in the contest to portray Annan Reeves.

"He is more rational and smarter; it seems there are no questions that can stump him."

"continue."

Ruth glanced at Annan, shook her head, and said, "These are things you can never compare to him with, but they're enough to fool those who don't know Annan and stupid rats."

Annan suddenly moved closer to Ruth, almost touching her.

Ruth pressed herself against the wall, holding her breath and blinking nervously, a rare sight for her.

Annan leaned against the door frame, a rose, picked from who-knows-where and still glistening with dew, dangling from his mouth.

"Dear Ruth, do you really think so?" *Slap*

The lustful demon flapped its wings and spun Annam around like a top.

"Don't you dare insult my idol!"

……

Ruth is probably not normal; what kind of succubus is always thinking about fighting?

However, in the eyes of outsiders, isn't he also a freak? Nobody can say for sure.

Ruth jumped out of the window as if fleeing, and never inquired about Annan's plans again.

Annan's transformation back into the succubus Olme was just right.

As soon as he returned to the hall, a noble mage who appeared to be human approached him. He chased away the succubus prostitutes who swarmed around him like bees, but his eyes lit up when he saw Annan.

"Succubus, come with me."

Annan remained unmoved, coldly staring at him: "Didn't your mother teach you to be polite in public?"

Traitors are more hateful than enemies, and Annan would never give a chance to those who collude with the forces of Chaos.

The noble mage's face turned extremely ugly, and he cursed, "Your mother..."

Annan interrupted, "Did your mother accidentally throw you away while bathing you after giving birth and raise you on the placenta? Otherwise, how could you be so stupid and blind?"

The tavern erupted in laughter.

The noble mage gripped his staff tightly. The rat-man city-state was under a spell ban, but that didn't mean the inscribed magic couldn't be activated.

"Fighting is forbidden in the tavern. Anyone who dares to make a move will die."

Just then, the Four-Armed Bee Demon spoke up to remind him.

Thinking of the demon and ratman heads stuck in the wooden sticks outside the Beast Skeleton Tavern, the noble mage gave up on teaching the ungrateful succubus a lesson and went upstairs in a huff.

Annan didn't care; he was just a pawn, and now he had achieved his goal.

"Succubus, how much money would it take for you to serve us?" a demon jeered.

Annan coldly stared at the demons and finally spoke: "I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary succubus, but all I got in return was contempt."

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean. I am Annan Reeves, the champion warlock you've all been longing for!"

Annan activated his talent, instantly transforming from a tall, handsome male succubus into one of the most well-known humans on the entire continent of Allen.

The Giant Beast Skeleton Bar fell into dead silence.

Dang clang——

The wine glass rolled out of the dumbfounded four-armed bee demon's hand.

The silence lasted for a few seconds, then erupted in a burst of laughter that seemed to lift the roof off the tavern hall.

"When did those Annamese bastards get mixed up with those devilish things?"

"Your succubus tail is still behind you!"

"It doesn't look like it at all!"

Interspersed among these were inquiries such as "Who is Annam?" and "Who is the champion sorcerer?"

Tragically, no one believed Annan, even though he was telling the truth.

“You are Annan Reeves, and I am Elimos.”

"My princess, you've come too?"

Annan looked in surprise at the sound, only to see a woman sitting at a round table, as beautiful and exquisite as a black pearl, yet with a dark complexion.

(End of this chapter)