A strange world

Chapter 1254 Section 176. What is this place?

Annan took a deep breath, and regrettably, it was not dragon breath that he exhaled.

"Why didn't you say it just now?"

"I'm sorry, this is my mistake in my work..."

"Then make another mistake and help me certify it."

"Sorry, my dignity does not allow me to make another mistake."

"Then let me bear the cost myself?"

The staff smiled in a formal way: "If you really can't accept it, just complain to me."

Annan didn't speak, staring at the staff in front of him.

Is this person who is talking to him really a human?

"Is the mayor your relative?"

The staff shook his head: "I am a civilian."

"Your last name is Raymond?"

The staff continued to shake his head: "I don't have a last name."

What else can Annan say? Go find the Warlock Association again.

What he didn't know was that as a rising star of warlocks who has become famous in recent years, the Warlock Association has been trying to contact him for a long time, but Annan was not there every time he came.

This time Annan took the initiative to contact them, and they quickly helped Annan certify his identity with an efficiency that was not inferior to Dean Blechheim, and expressed their willingness to give Annan the status of an honorary member. With this, you can get help from the Warlock Associations all over the Allen Continent for free.

Annan asked by the way: "What is the relationship between the Warlock Association and the Warlock Protection Association?"

"Warlock Protection Association...Have you come into contact with them?"

The receptionist's indescribable expression made Annan realize that there was something else going on: "What's wrong?"

"Did you receive three crystals?"

"Yes..."

"Have you used them?"

"Tell me what happened first."

The receptionist took a deep breath: "Due to the rules, I can't say too much. I can only remind you that you must not use it for the third time..."

Annan couldn't help but think of the weird guys in the Warlock Protection Association, and the legendary red dragon warlock who was taken away by them and turned into a puppet...

"Got it."

After closing the portal, Annan looked up and suddenly saw an old woman standing in front of him, with a smile on her wrinkled face: "Don't do it~"

"Who are you?"

"Don't do it~"

The old woman walked away repeating this sentence in a doting tone as if she was talking to a small animal.

Annan felt that the town was full of weirdness, but he was too lazy to care about it. He took the certificate from the Warlock Association and went to the mayor's house.

Stepping into the mayor's house, Annan looked up at the red clouds in the west sky, and stepped into the hall with emotion.

Then he lined up.

...

"Huh..."

Joan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and the dust made her face dirty.

After a day of hard work, she finally built a low stone house in the corner of the cave where she could sit.

Although the blue dragon stretched out its nails and pushed it down, at least it was her home.

Sitting aside to rest, her stomach gurgled after a while.

With a frown on her face and covering her stomach, Joan said to Ilimoyas who had been lying there all day, "Shall I go out and buy something?"

On the way here, she saw a village at the foot of the mountain. It was really inconvenient to work with a skirt, and it soon became as dirty as a rag. She had to buy some coarse cloth clothes, spices, and a stove.

The advantage of this cave over the previous cave is that it is not ventilated, but it is still cold.

Although the rabbit is cute and delicious, it doesn't even have salt, so it's easy to feel sick.

Ilimoyas opened her eyes: "Do you still have money?"

Joan took out the few gold coins left in her pocket: "There are still some..."

Then her eyes suddenly blurred, and then her hands were empty, as if she hadn't taken anything out, and the treasure mountain seemed to have increased by a little bit...

"Then... then I'll find a way."

Joan retracted her dirty hands,

It doesn't matter if you don't buy clothes, just tear the hem of the skirt and you'll have cloth. This is an abandoned mine, and you should be able to pick up some coal for heating. It doesn't matter if you don't eat salt for a few days...

Joan is poor but happy.

...

"No. 33, is No. 33 here? No. 33——"

Annan walked quickly and handed over the identity information certified by the Warlock Association.

"Annan Reeves, confirmed. Seal of the Mayor's Mansion, confirmed. Magic Association, confirmed. Level 8 Warlock... confirmed. Respected Warlock Anan Reeves, on behalf of Zhiou Town, welcomes you."

Is this town called Zhiou Town?

Annan will not trouble him, but he will be in a good mood if he does not bring it. Holding the stamped ID, Anan turned and walked out of the Mayor's Mansion and returned to the Mercenary Guild.

The good news is that he does not have to queue again and went straight to the staff.

The staff warmly entertained Anan, and after checking the certification, he said: "Mr. Anan Reeves, your replacement has been submitted, and you will be able to receive your identity certificate in a while."

"How long will it take?"

"About three to six months."

There was a long silence, and Anan remained silent, staring at the smiling female staff.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Annan forced himself to resist the urge to smash Zhiou Town.

"You didn't ask me."

The sunset outside was like a sharp arrow, shooting into the mercenary hall.

"Can I accept the mission now?"

"You need a certificate to accept the mission."

"Then give me the certificate, I need it today."

There was no other way. After confirming that no one in the mercenary hall was paying attention to this side, Annan took off his hood and looked at the staff with clear black eyes: "Please, beautiful lady..."

"No...No..."

The female staff paused for a moment and shook her head: "No, even if you are beautiful, you have to follow the rules."

"Please, beautiful big sister..."

Annan suppressed her shame and begged with her hands clasped together.

But the female staff member resumed her formal smile: "If you are in a hurry, you can also choose to re-register."

"How long will it take to register?"

"It will be done now."

"I...register."

Tossing around for a day just to save 50 silver coins, what's the point of doing it...

"Okay, this is your certificate." Soon, the female staff member put a badge on the parchment and pushed it in front of Annan.

"It's over?"

"Of course, do you have any other requests?"

"Can I accept the task now?" Annan was still a little unbelieving.

"Yes, Mr. Annan Reeves, you can accept the mission you like, but I still don't recommend you to accept the mission of conquering the evil dragon."

It should have been a moment worth celebrating, but Annan's face was expressionless: "If I hadn't gone through so much trouble, I would have conquered the evil dragon and returned."

The female staff continued to smile politely.

"Forget it... I want to accept the mission of conquering the evil dragon."

"Okay, you need to bring a token that can prove the target of the conquest after you succeed in the conquest."

"Got it."

After accepting the conquest mission, Annan got the approximate location and information of the evil dragon and walked out of the mercenary hall that made him not want to come again.

However, just as he returned to the white dragon, he suddenly heard a burst of uneasy shouts from behind.

Annan hurriedly turned around and saw that the illusory town had completely disappeared like a bubble, leaving a group of slave merchants with ghostly looks on their faces.