Alien world

Chapter 1912, Section 545: Anan, the Dwarf King

This is something that can't be achieved simply through charm.

Lady Wealth and Cat and Midnight Girl are alright, the former's faith spreads the widest, while the latter has little influence.

However, while Lolth, the Spider Queen, wasn't infamous in the past, she was still ruthless. Too many massacres, bloody sacrifices, and rebellions were associated with her.

Wherever the followers of the Spider Queen Loth went, they caused chaos, and even several gods fell.

A thousand years have passed, and few of those who witnessed the bloody brutality of the Spider Queen, Rosie, are still alive today, especially for the short-lived human race.

Therefore, the Imperial Minister was merely moved and surprised, at most sighing inwardly that he was indeed worthy of Annan, rather than feeling apprehensive.

After explaining the whole story, Annan asked, "How does the Empire intend to reward me?"

"award?"

"I not only discovered the rat hole, but also uncovered the true conspiracy of the Northern Chaos. Shouldn't the Empire reward me?"

The Imperial Minister stared at the eloquent Annan: "You mean, your people set a trap, you discovered it and reported it to the Empire, and the Empire is going to reward you?"

How is this any different from a lord who, in order to defraud the empire, falsely claims that there are bandits in his territory, then makes a show of suppressing the bandits and asks the empire for money?
“It’s fine if they don’t give it to me. I’ll just announce to the public that the Empire has already given me a reward,” Annan said nonchalantly, as if he really didn’t care about the reward.

But this was even more intolerable to the empire than Annam's self-production and self-consumption.

The Imperial Minister spoke up: "I will inform His Majesty of this matter, and the decision on whether to grant a reward will be made by His Majesty."

"That's right. I'm one of the chosen ones you selected. If I make a name for myself, you'll have some prestige too."

Annan patted the Imperial Minister on the shoulder, ignoring the minister's stare, and continued, "This time, my chances of winning the Supreme King's favor are much greater, aren't they?"

"Will they help you?"

“They’re on my side, aren’t they?” Annan turned to look at the silly cat.

The silly cat said in a pretentious tone, "I originally did not want to get involved in worldly affairs, but since this person has a past with me, I am willing to lend you a hand."

The Imperial Minister said nothing more, sat back down at his desk, and opened a document.

"What are you doing?"

"Handling official business."

"You're out here and still have things to do?"

“Things will only pile up if left unattended, they won’t disappear,” the Imperial Minister told Annan. “Not everyone is like you, able to throw off their burdens and go out on adventures.”

This is a small retaliation against Annan's previous offense.

The Imperial Minister asked Annan to take the cat and the Midnight Girl for a stroll in Sltows, to fulfill his duty as host.

"Don't worry, I know Sertovis better than you do."

After all, it was the place where Annam rose to power, and it held a special place in his heart.

"There's one more thing... how about handing the prisoner over to me?"

"What prisoner?"

"The dwarf you sent your deputy to capture."

The blacksmith shop was desperately short-staffed; whenever he was in Free City, he could hear Bronzebeard complaining every day.

But you can't blame Bronzebeard; he only had a few dozen dwarves under his command, and the work was never-ending.

After the war began, the blacksmith's chimney never stopped spewing thick smoke.

Even if Annam were given ten thousand dwarves, he could handle them.

As for whether those dwarf prisoners are willing to work...

Give them a pound of distilled spirits, and they'll grumble about the tasks assigned to them last night.

Give them three pounds of distilled spirits, and they will forge the finest muskets and armor for you.

Give them five pounds of distilled spirits, and they'll say they came to Liberty City to work voluntarily, and they'll even mop the floor after get off work.

Give them ten pounds of distilled spirits, and before they sober up, Annan will be the king of the dwarves!
"They are dwarves." "I didn't say they were elves."

Seeing Annan feigning ignorance, the Imperial Minister bluntly stated, "They are prisoners of the Empire."

"I know, don't we have an extradition treaty?"

The Imperial Ministers did not like this kind of outside interference in Imperial affairs.

When Annan found out, he raised his voice: "Huh? Now you're saying you don't like it? When I was helping you guard the north, digging underground looking for clues with my face covered in dust, why didn't you say 'I think we're too close'?"

The Imperial Minister had no choice but to agree to Annam's demands, stating that the Empire would send the dwarf to Annam after interrogating him.

Annan then left the study.

The operation has come to a temporary end. Everything that needed to be told to the Empire has been told, and the Empire's borders have stabilized. Annan can now return to Free City with a large amount of spoils!

Come to the lounge. Silly Cat sits in front of the window facing west. His heart has already taken flight and is flying back to Free City, eager to return and recruit believers.

In this turbulent year, all the gods are trapped in their temples, and only I can continue to develop the believers!

"Silly cat, where's Black Pearl?"

The question that came from behind pulled the silly cat back to the ground.

"It said it had some personal matters to attend to and then left."

"What private matters could she possibly have in a human city? Could she be... planning some kind of major heist?"

Annan didn't want to see Black Pearl in the dungeon or in the newspaper, so he urged the silly cat to take him to find Black Pearl.

……

Southeast of Seltovis lies a stretch of rough, untouched brown sand.

"I knew I wasn't mistaken, Griffith, it really is you!"

After the black pearl followed the trail and approached the figure, it... or rather, it burst through its skin and transformed into an adult black dragon with a body length of over ten meters.

The black dragon's whisper echoed across the beach: "Griffith, what are you doing here?"

“I came with Annan,” Black Pearl replied calmly.

“Annan? That human? Griffith, you…”

Black Pearl interrupted it: "Don't call me Griffith, I'm called Black Pearl now, that's what he likes to call me."

The black dragon's vertical pupils contracted sharply as it stared in disbelief at Griffith, who appeared as a young girl before it: "Griffith, have you been tamed by that human?!"

"None of your business."

"Griffith, don't forget you're a black dragon, you—"

Black Pearl suddenly erupted: "Tambur, you bitch, don't think I don't know what you're thinking! You want to break us up and then steal Annan away, don't you!"

The ferocious black dragon roared, "I am a male dragon!"

"Who says Gong Long can't take Annam away!"

Black Dragon's tone softened without him even realizing it: "W-Is it okay?"

Boom——

The black dragon was also transformed into a giant dragon, and the black pearl, which was even larger than it, was thrown out, creating a deep trench in the beach and quickly filling it with murky seawater.

"You still say you don't want to!"

The black dragon got up and roared angrily, "You've been tricked by that human! He only wants your money!"

Black Pearl was about to say that she had no money when she suddenly saw the necklace she had torn open at her feet, which she had bought for 112 gold nars.

It lay there quietly, the olive gemstone shimmering in the sunlight, as if mocking her ridiculous ambition.

(End of this chapter)