Alien world

Chapter 1923, Section 556: Three Holy Maidens from One Family
Annam's corruption involved scattering bait along the ratmen's usual route, luring them to a magnificent manor, then putting his arm around their shoulders and saying, "Follow me, and all of this is yours." This made the ratmen willingly work for him, a far superior approach compared to Annam himself.

At that time, with a ratman clan, a ratman army, and a rat king cub by his side, who can say that he is not the high priest of the fourteenth ratman clan, the holy son of the Great Horned Rat?

After spending several tens of minutes in the office plotting with Olmedo and discussing the entire plan against the Moon-Eating Clan, Annan came out and followed the servant to find the eldest sister in the garden.

Instead of taking a walk in the garden as I had imagined, the eldest sister was sitting in a wheelchair under the otherworldly tree, with a silly cat lying on her lap.

Annan asked, puzzled, "Why are you still in a wheelchair?"

Idelia smiled shyly: "Walking is too tiring, sitting is more suitable for me."

Annan's gaze shifted downwards, landing on the silly cat lazily lying on her eldest sister's lap. She guessed the real reason: "Silly cat, eldest sister's leg has just recovered and she needs to practice walking more!"

"I've worked hard too, you know," the silly cat lazily raised its head.

Annan made a deal with the silly cat: it could not spend more than eight hours a day lying on its older sister's lap, and the time would be cleared at midnight each day, with no accumulation. It also had to supervise its older sister's one-hour walk every day.

"I am a god!" The silly cat was dissatisfied with Annan's harsh conditions.

“What kind of god would fawn over his saintess all day long?” Annan remained unmoved. “If you don’t agree, I’ll have no choice but to make Italia give up her saintess status.”

The foolish cat humiliatingly agreed to Annan's unequal treaty.

Five years ago, when the gods had close ties with the mortal world, frequently issuing divine pronouncements and descending at any time, the status of the Holy Son would naturally be highly sought after. However, in these turbulent years, the Holy Son, having only the title but lacking power, could easily be sidelined, and it became Annam's turn to pick and choose.

In any case, Annan was relieved to know that the silly cat chose the eldest sister as the saintess simply so that the "cushion" could lie more comfortably, rather than dumping everything on others like he did.

As evening fell, the setting sun dipped below the forested mountains, and a bright moon rose in the sky.

Lera, carrying a fishing rod and humming a song, walked into the city lord's mansion with two fish, one large and one small, weighing less than three pounds each.

As soon as he arrived on the second floor, he saw Anan and a woman who looked a lot like his older sister standing in front of the lounge.

The reason it looks so similar is because she is standing.

No... this is more than just similar, it's practically identical!
Did I fall asleep while fishing? Am I dreaming right now?
Lera rubbed her eyes hard and looked again. Anan next to her laughed, "You didn't see wrong, Big Sister's leg is all better." As he spoke, he tried to lift Big Sister's skirt, but Big Sister grabbed his hand.

"Whoa!"

Lera screamed and threw down her fishing rod and fish, then lunged forward and slammed Italia to the floor, with a panicked Annan and the others in the background.

A few minutes later, Lera sat obediently on the sofa, her forehead bandaged, her head bowed, accepting Annan's reprimand.

"Do you think my older sister is a warrior or a knight-errant? She can either knock you away or dodge you, but what were you thinking when she bumped into a patient who had just recovered from illness!"

"I was so excited..."

"Still arguing!"

Lera pouted, feeling wronged, after being interrupted.

"Alright, Lera didn't do it on purpose, and I'm fine," the older sister said, trying to ease the tension.

Annan didn't go along with his older sister this time: "Lera is too reckless. She dares to throw you to the ground today, and she might feed you to the fish tomorrow."

"I didn't mean to..."

Annan sneered: "Do you know that you can catch a mermaid by using your eldest sister as bait?"

"What?! Are you serious?!" Lera suddenly looked up.

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

Annan only let her go after giving Lera, who was neglecting her duties, a good talking-to.

The first thing the free-spirited Lera did was run to the corridor to look for her fishing rod. The head maid, Abby, picked up the rod, but the two fish had vanished.

"Where's that giant silver fish I dropped, one that even an adult couldn't lift?" She searched frantically on the ground. Annan looked confused: "I don't remember you bringing a big fish up here."

"That's not the point!"

Fish don't grow wings and fly away, and there are only two kinds of thieves in the city lord's mansion—those who steal personal belongings and those who steal money. No one steals fish, unless…

Annan and Italia both looked at the silly cat.

The silly cat, who was squatting on the table licking its paws, looked up and said, "I'm a cat now, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to like eating fish, right?"

Annan spread his arms and gestured: "You ate such a big fish?"

"That's impossible—"

"Don't ask anymore, don't ask anymore. If the silly cat likes to eat it, let it eat it." Lera quickly took out a bag of dried fish from her bosom and offered it to the silly cat.

Fishing can be boring, so Laila likes to bring a few cats to the boat to relieve boredom and hopefully bring good luck.

The two feedings made the silly cat quite fond of Lera. After sizing her up, it said impatiently, "You're quite good, young lady. I heard from Annan that you like fishing? Would you be interested in becoming my saintess?"

Annan looked at the silly cat who was wholesaling saintesses, and laughed angrily: "Do you want me to be your saintess too?"

"Forget about you, you blasphemer, you have no respect for me whatsoever."

“I can give you dried fish, and I can let you lie on my lap.”

"see your performance."

The silly cat is just picky; it's not that it's afraid of being electrocuted by jealous Rose.

However, Annan, who already considered himself a holy son, said excitedly, "Our family are the holy sons and daughters of cats and midnight maidens. We can completely emulate those ambitious mortals and usurp the divine power!"

"Hey, I'm still here!"

……

Although the silly cat is unruly and seems unreliable, it is, after all, a deity.

His power made it incredibly easy for a mortal with paralyzed legs to stand up. With the healing potions provided by Annan and Elena's continued massages, it only took three days for my older sister to be able to walk like a normal person. Walk quickly, do anything except run.

Annan kept his promise and took his elder sister out to buy suitable clothes.

While Annam was taking his older sister shopping, thousands of miles away in the heart of the empire, in the Montreal Mountains.

At the Military Department, there was a knock on the door of the Minister's office, followed by the entry of a burly figure.

"Steve, I heard you almost died out there with Annan?" the figure said bluntly.

The Imperial Minister asked expressionlessly, "Who told you that?"

"It does not matter."

"It's very important. I need to know when you've planted another spy next to me."

The burly man grinned and sat down opposite the minister without any politeness: "Don't think of me as something so despicable. I never send spies to my colleagues."

"Because even if they discovered it, they dared not speak out."

"Is this why you came to me to talk about this?"

The Imperial Minister tossed a notebook from the table in front of the man: "This is intelligence that Annan has gathered. Take a look."

"Then I'd like to see what kind of intelligence warrants your personal trip, Minister of the Empire..."

(End of this chapter)