Could Magic Film make Annan famous and filthy rich? Yes. But could it protect him and his friends from their enemies?
A child on the street couldn't hold on to a gemstone. Even if no one stole it, he would lose it for any number of reasons.
That was why Annan would do something seemingly foolish: spend everything he earned on Free City, lavishing Arcane Cores and Mountain Copper on an immortal Floating City.
Call it paranoia or a lack of security. Annan held fast to one rule: never let someone else decide whether he lived or died—
Olmedo stood with Annan on that. After Breeze City was destroyed, the words "Your destruction has nothing to do with you" had been etched deep in her mind.
On the Allen Continent, there were only two kinds of people: those seated at the table and those served on it.
But before Annan could leave the work to everyone else, he still had to settle the Guardian Golem deal.
He had chosen Vitalig as his buyer.
Free City now had two Portals: one at the logistics warehouse in the west of the city, and one in the square before the City Lord's Mansion.
Every hour, they switched destinations among commercial streets in different places. When Vitalig heard Annan was looking for him, he wanted to come to Free City himself.
When Annan heard the Kingdom messenger's report, he hurriedly told him to take a Heavy Destrier over. Vitalig absolutely must not come running all this way.
After the messenger left, Annan grumbled, "What kind of king spends all day running around instead of staying in the Royal Palace...?"
"Yes, what kind of leader would do that?" Olmedo echoed, staring straight at Annan.
"I'll get Dunbelly to bring the two Golems over!"
With Idelia