"Do you want to live? Tell me about your sister."
As soon as he spoke, Blom and the others, who had climbed to their feet, turned to look. The elf made no effort to hide his disgust.
Annan didn't notice their expressions. His thoughts were fixed on the beautiful figure that had surfaced in his mind... But could it really be such a coincidence?
The Champion Rat didn't answer. He just hurled the few insults he knew at Annan.
Annan waved a hand and opened a Portal. "Wash him clean, then take him back to the Northern Great Wall and put him in my room."
Blom froze. Femi would have liked to act as Annan's sword, but he wasn't strong enough.
"What are you waiting for?"
Blom hesitated. "He's a male rat..."
People might gossip a little about Annan fooling around with females of the Foreign Races, but getting involved with another male would leave a stain on his reputation that he could never erase...
"What are you talking about? I just realized he's the Younger Brother of someone I know."
Blom was skeptical, but on reflection, Annan really had no history of that sort of thing. He dragged the exhausted Champion Rat out of the White Dragon's claws, tied him up, and took him to the Northern Great Wall.
Splash—
A bucket of rainwater struck the Champion Rat's face, washing the mud from his head.
Before long, Annan returned on the White Dragon and pushed open the door.
The houses on the Northern Great Wall were all wooden, so they had chained the Champion Rat to a solid Cannonball.
They had stripped off his armor and Cloak and dressed him in Burlap Outerwear. Without the mud covering him, the Champion Rat actually looked less human. He had distinctive features