A strange world

Chapter 300 Section 153. The Sixth Day of Joy

"Your Highness, Master Annan went to the black gold auction today."

"Black gold...the property of Your Excellency Baian?"

Princess Sales was leaning on the deck chair on the terrace, her slender legs crossed, holding a book, her girlish casualness and mature charm colliding with each other.

"Bian Sirma gave the head of the family to his sons a few years ago, and now the black gold auction house belongs to Pola Sirma." The old maid said in detail: "Pola Sirma is a thorough A businessman, he should not bully Master Annan."

Princess Seles looked up at the head maid who had been with her since she was a child: "You seem to care about him very much?"

"You have been gone for too long, ma'am..." The old maid couldn't bear for your highness to continue living in the old days when the master was still alive.

"...I have wronged you." Princess Sails thought that Annan's arrival had dispelled the servants' boredom.

At this time, the door of the manor opened as a figure appeared.

"He's back." Princess Sails lowered her folded legs again and looked at Annan, who was waving greetings. "This little guy seems to be in a good mood."

brat……

The old maid remembered silently.

The loyal head maid will consider everything for her master, so she calls the servants and asks the cook to prepare ingredients and precious potions to fill the body.

Princess Seles' eyes fell on the guard captain who hurried out.

After a while, the maid came up and said that Annan wanted to see Princess Sails.

"I'll call him over." The old maid thought that young people always have no control, but Princess Sales stopped her: "I'll go to the living room."

Arriving in the living room, Annan made up an excuse for losing a bet with the noble: "This is an IOU."

Half of the royal city knows when Annan goes out, so I hope Princess Sails can help get him back.

"I will ask the guards to make a trip." Princess Sails said another thing: "You are my sister's friend. You have contracted some bad habits in the North, and no one has taught you. You need to learn. Some etiquette. Tomorrow Emma will send you to Odgers Academy for etiquette classes. It will last for three days."

The etiquette class was in the morning, which did not conflict with the auction at noon. It happened that Annan wanted to know whether Odgers Academy knew about it.

Princess Sails felt a bit harsh to Annan, but she was considerate of him and made up for Annan's regret of not having a mother.

For example, during the afternoon tea time of the nobles, the old head maid brought a cart of food: "Master Annan, please eat more. Only the royal family can eat these."

"Thank you Aunt Emma."

But now Annan is only a sixteen-year-old boy, and he is embarrassed by so much food, so he opens the portal, shares some with Olmedo, and lets the ogre have a taste.

Annan didn't go out again and meditated all night while he was full of energy. On a new day, Annan got on the royal carriage and headed to Ordgers College.

A line of sight followed Annan away.

Just as the guard captain was about to go out, he was stopped by the guard: "His Royal Highness wants to see you."

The hesitant guard captain followed the guards to the living room. When he saw Princess Sales sitting on the sofa, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Highness."

"Did you spread the news about Annan?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Take off your armor and leave the manor."

The guard captain raised his head in disbelief: "Your Highness... I just want to drive the King of the North out."

"So I let you leave by yourself instead of handing it over to Annan." Princess Sails stared at him indifferently. "But Annan is my junior, my sister's friend, and the guest arranged by the minister at the manor... Who do you think you are?"

The frustrated captain of the guard left the manor, and the old maid stared at his back with coldness: "Your Highness, you are too kind."

"After all, it was my brother who arranged the guards. Now is the critical time for him to become the king."

"He will bring trouble to Master Annan."

"That's Annan's own business." Princess Seles recalled that decades ago, a little girl who fell from the carriage hunched her shoulders and walked into the snowstorm alone. "My sister was thrown into the ice and snow."

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The atmosphere at Odgers Academy wasn't going to be too good... It all came down to that provocation, so Annan had to put on a hood to cover his obvious black hair.

The etiquette class was only in the outer courtyard of the college, so Annan had no chance to really go deep into this forest-like spire-like building complex. The class was full of young children and the new heirs of the nobility.

The teacher was a woman. Her steps and movements reminded Annan of the golem in the mage's tower - rigid and precise.

"Let's put the little finger of our left hand on the knuckle of the ring finger of our right hand, making sure it's on our right hand..."

After the boring etiquette class, the noble children gathered around Annan, because being next to him made them comfortable and looked good.

"what's your name?"

"I'm Annan."

"Annan... seems familiar... and your accent. Are you not from the capital?" asked a little girl whose baby teeth haven't fallen out yet.

"I'm from the North."

"Are you Annan Reeves?" A slightly older noble boy was stunned.

Annan opened his hood, revealing his black hair: "I am."

The children around him froze for a few seconds and ran out of the classroom screaming as if they had seen a dragon.

Annan looked at the only person in the classroom who hadn't run away: a girl who was taller than an adult man. He suddenly became playful and came to her and said, "I am the King of the North, oooh~"

The girl quietly raised her head and glanced at Annan, then lowered her head and continued reading.

Embarrassed, he turned into Annan and left the etiquette class dejectedly. With the help of the royal carriage, the Annan road went extremely smoothly.

The auction has not yet started. Annan, wearing a hood, came to the auction. After meeting with the fat boss, Annan asked who were the bidders, and saw a familiar face - he spent 501 gold on the goddess of wealth yesterday. Like a young nobleman.

Annan went to see him, revealed the truth about yesterday, and then said as he was filled with anger: "Do you want to fight the large elemental, or the epic mage? Or me?"

"you--"

"It seems that you have chosen the large element." Annan revealed the magic ring on his finger.

"What do you want!" The young noble who couldn't beat him gritted his teeth.

"It's just cooperation... You brought three items for auction, right? Just like yesterday, I will help you sell them at a high price..."

"I will not cooperate with the King in the North!"

"Then I can only let people outside know about your cooperation with the King of the North."

The young noble's face turned pale and his tone was a little loose: "But I also lost 500 gold coins!"

"So I'll give you a chance to earn it back." Annan's gentle voice sounded like a devil's whisper. "I guess you are selling these things to make up for the shortfall, right? You don't want your father to find out that a large amount of money is missing from your bank account, right?"

"In no mood……"

"Then do you want to see the treasury restored to its original state, and you holding hundreds of gold coins in your hand?"

"think……"

"So... cooperate with me, we will be three to seven. I will be seven."