… who are you
Why are you arresting me
Annan frowned slightly, his eyes moved slightly.
He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Maybe it's because of the earlier puberty of girls, she is a little bit taller than Annan.
Annan looked at this girl who was about the same height as him.
The first thing that catches the eye is the beret worn diagonally on the head. Then came the black gothic dress...
But when he noticed the other party's pupils, Annan was stunned for a moment.
This almost transparent texture, coupled with the pale skin that has not seen the sun all year round...
—Why do you feel somewhat similar to yourself
"Can you please let me go?"
Annan said softly and politely.
Hearing his words, Cafney obediently let go of his sleeve.
But she didn't retreat or get angry, she just continued to stare at Annan intently. The bright red pupils like red crystals made Annan feel a little uncomfortable.
Because this is not the astonishment of looking at the beautiful opposite sex, nor the admiration of girls looking at idols, or even the worship of priests looking at gods...
It's closer to the eyes of a painter when he admires a famous painting.
But Annan didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.
He just looked at this girl who rarely gave him a sense of crisis with interest, and asked softly, "Are you...?"
"Caffney. Cafney Noah."
It was not Kafni who spoke, but her father, His Royal Highness Albert.
On the other hand, Salvatore was a little confused.
... Your Highness
Where is your highness
"etc… "
Salvatore whispered to Annan, "I don't quite understand."
He did not call "Don Juan" directly.
Because he was worried that if Annan was really not Don Juan Geraint, saying the name here might make His Royal Highness Prince Albert suspect that he was pretending to be a nobleman of the kingdom to steal information.
After looking at Annan and seeing Annan nodding slightly, the bald fat man with brilliant gold teeth spoke instead of Annan.
He respectfully introduced to the other three people present: "This is the youngest son of Grand Duke Lin Dong—Annan Lin Dong."
"... Are you the son of the Grand Duke?"
After a brief silence, Salvatore asked suspiciously: "Then why did you appear in Frozen Water Harbor?"
I also want to know about this.
Annan muttered in his heart.
But he was surprised by Salvatore's calmness: "Senior, why don't you seem... not very surprised?"
Isn't he angry that he cheated on him
Salvatore just glanced at Annan strangely: "I know you, not Don Juan Geraint...
"Besides, Don Juan's reputation is not very good. I have heard from my teacher that Don Juan, Earl Crow's youngest son, is a coward who is completely opposite to the decisive character of the old crow.
"He doesn't look like a nobleman, or even a scholar... but like a young child. His only advantages are obedience, well-behaved, and good manners, but other than that, he dare not do anything, dare not bet on anything .As long as there is a slight probability of failure, he dare not act alone, and he does not even have the courage to quarrel with others and question other people's decisions."
Speaking of this, Salvatore glanced at Annan with a complicated expression: "This matter is almost well known in the royal circle of the kingdom. So when you first came to Frozen Water Port, I didn't tell you What a good face to see..."
For a nobleman, "obedience" is not an advantage.
On the contrary, "no temper" can even be called a shortcoming. Coupled with the epic prefix of "no opinion", unless Benjamin can prepare a "List of Teachers" for him, otherwise he will only add to the chaos when he comes to Frozen Water Port.
"So, did you know from the very beginning that I was not Don Juan Geraint?"
Annan was a little surprised.
He didn't realize at all that Salvatore's doubts about him...
Salvatore just shook his head.
"It doesn't make much difference to me who you are."
He repeated again: "I know you, not Don Juan Geraint. You have protected the people of Freezing Water Port, maintained the reputation of the Geraint family, and helped me defeat my old enemy. Helped me complete my mission... Even the real Don Juan couldn't have done more than you.
"Of course... I'm still a little dissatisfied with the fact that you lied to me. But considering that you are not a villain, nor do you want to use my trust to obtain something, then this should be a desperate move for you. "
Salvatore's tone was calm.
There was no outrage, and no surprise. He just said it casually as if stating a fact.
He even looked a little happy, as if he was relieved.
"It's better to say that you are not from the crow family."
Salvatore said with emotion: "I was still hesitating whether to use the power of the Zedi Black Tower to help the crow family. If I help you, I will feel guilty for the teachers and classmates who were dragged into the quagmire by me; but If I see you in trouble but don't help me, I will feel uneasy.
"Since you are from the White Wolf family... then this is the best situation."
Because of the Duke of Winter, naturally he would not need the help of Zedi Black Tower.
And they can't help at all—not at all, no matter what happens. If such a large group of transcendental beings entered the Principality of Winter through the underground tunnel one by one, it would almost represent a declaration of war.
And Annan, who borrowed the power of other countries, even if it was just to suppress the rebellion, would only usher in a bigger wave of public opinion.
and…
Salvatore looked at Annan strangely.
He originally only regarded Annan as a protagonist-type friend who "someone may come to trouble at any time".
But I didn't expect Annan to be such an amazing big shot...
The youngest son of the Duke of Winter—doesn't this mean that he is very likely to be the Duke of Winter in the future
The position of grand duke is much more noble than that of the master of the black tower.
Annan was also a little puzzled.
This Salvatore...
The character is also a bit too much, right
Even if it was Annan himself, if he was cheated by his good friend, he would complain for a few days, then blackmail him for a few meals and some special products.
He never expected that this matter would be exposed so lightly.
Annan's original plan was to use the mouth of the "royal heir" to tell Salvatore his true identity to eliminate a time bomb; Salvatore tied himself together so that he would not directly explode emotionally and then leave; finally, he and Salvatore defeated the enemy together, and re-established a new friendship with him using the identity of "Annan Cold Winter".
After all, Annan did not harm him, and helped him defeat Gerald and get the hammer.
But deception is deception.
Annan himself knew in his heart that cheating was wrong. That's why he tried to make up for the relationship between the two... because Annan realized that Salvatore's character was indeed good.
But he had a good plan.
I just didn't expect Salvatore to play cards completely out of routine...
"The three views of wizards are all so... open-minded?"
Albert on the side roughly sorted out the information in Salvatore's words, and looked at the young wizard with somewhat messy hair strangely.
Although Salvatore's words do sound reasonable.
But things related to oneself can still be so rational and "reasonable".
This in itself is a very unusual thing.
He paused, then turned to Annan and asked again: "However, why are you here, Your Highness? If there is news that you have entered the country, my father will send me or Eldest Sister to welcome you."
Albert's words were very polite.
But Annan felt a trace of vigilance and temptation from Zhongpin.
Annan was not surprised but delighted—
This is the rhythm I adapt to!
"I brought my guards across the Black Sea to your country, and indeed I have a mission."
Annan said in a deep voice.
In the face of Albert's suspicion, he began to make up without any psychological pressure—
Annan frowned slightly, showing traces of seriousness.
He asked softly: "Your Highness Albert...
"Have you ever heard of the name Fufu?"