Chapter 161 Waves

"Your Excellency is very sensitive."

Under the gaze of Moreya Yaojin's eyes, a middle-aged man slowly walked out of the bushes. Although he was in the wilderness, the man looked calm and calm, as if he was participating in a grand event. banquet.

This is a blond man, wearing a gorgeous dress, tall, with a fair face, with a neat moustache, his hair is neatly cut, without a trace of mess, and he has an elegant and noble temperament.

It is a stark contrast to Raymond, the low-level adventurer lying at the feet of Morea, disheveled, covered with debris of soil and grass, with a beard and a slightly bloated figure. The same middle-aged people, the two of them look like two extremes.

"It's not that my perception is good, it's that your way of hiding your breath is too bad." Morea shook his head, the man in front of him, the way of hiding the breath was too clumsy, in his perception, it was like a bonfire in the dark night, bright, It's hard not to notice.

Morea spoke the truth mercilessly, and didn't care about the temperament of this man that can only be cultivated by staying in a high position for a long time, and he didn't care about his feelings at all. Because he has this power.

"Uh..." The middle-aged man choked on Morea's words, and the smile on his face stiffened slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

He really did not expect that his family's secret technique of concealing aura would be so unbearably described by the young man in front of him. However, it seems that it is true, he was just hiding in the bushes when he was discovered.

"Lord Lord!" At this time, under the treatment of Morea's spell, Burton, a young man who had recovered, exclaimed, and he recognized the identity of the middle-aged man.

"Norton Kingdom, Second Count, Lord of Josiah, Glory Swordsman, Andro Krasov."

Hearing his identity being called out, the middle-aged man bowed slightly, with a hint of arrogance, and introduced himself to Morea - after reading a title first, he finally said his name.

"Oh! Your name is Andro." Morea ignored the cumbersome title in front of the sassy middle-aged man in front of him. He had never heard of Norton Kingdom or Krasov.

Seeing Morea's indifferent expression, Andro's face sank slightly. Because, the guy in front of him who smashed a tiankeng on his territory didn't respond to his name. It seemed that he didn't even care about what he said at all.

"I don't know what your name is?"

"Muria!"

"..." Count Andro was silent. He didn't have a title or a surname. This was completely disregarding him.

However, the earl looked at the tiankeng where the electric arc was still moving, and squeezed a warm smile on his face very interestingly. There is no such thing as being able to smash such a large-scale tiankeng. I look down on him, he looks like , and can only endure.

"I don't know why Your Excellency Morea came to my Krasov territory?" Count Andro asked, not being humble or arrogant on the surface, but he was actually a little surprised.

He was still in his castle, flirting with his newly bought little maid, and then he felt the amazing fluctuations coming from here. As a lord, there is a problem with his own territory, how could he not come and take a look.

So, Lord Earl, who was about to pick up his gun and mount his horse, could only hold his stomach full of fire, hide his breath, and sneaked here to investigate to see what happened in his territory.

But just as he hid in the bushes and took a few glances, he was discovered by Morea.

As for why you should hide your breath, of course, when you encounter an irresistible danger, it is convenient to get away at any time!

"It's nothing, it's just that the transmission went wrong, and it accidentally fell into your territory!" Morea said lightly.

"The teleportation went wrong?" The smile on Andro's face froze again, becoming a little reluctant. There is a problem with teleportation. Under normal circumstances, it will kill people. Even gold-level warriors will be torn into slag by the turbulent flow of space.

And what kind of monster is the person in front of him? The transmission went wrong, and he smashed such a big hole. It seems that there is nothing at all. What kind of strength is he, this young man who calls himself Muria.

"Yeah!" Morea looked at the nobleman who was doing the assassin's act in front of him, and a question popped up in his heart, "Are you the strongest in your territory?"

"This..." Hearing Morea's question that puzzled him, Andro was slightly taken aback, and then answered cautiously: "On the bright side, I am the strongest in the Krasov region. But , In fact, if there is anyone stronger than me, I don't know."

"Yeah!" Morea nodded, and he didn't care about the noble Andro's words with a hint of warning in front of him. He was implying that there might be some reclusive powerhouses in his territory. How many? How strong is it? do not know.

Morea also believed that what Andro said was true.

First of all, the human race itself has a group of strong people who are not interested in fame and fortune. They either wander around the world, or they see through the world and find a place to play in seclusion.

To put it simply, in one of the poorest and most ruined small mountain villages, there is a certain probability of running into a reclusive legend. It sounds ridiculous, but such a thing has happened.

Secondly, there are some powerful creatures who like to come to the area of ​​human beings. The most typical ones are metal dragons, golden dragons, and silver dragons. A non-human creature with good intentions.

Of course, there are also some evil beings, such as werewolves, vampires, and demons, a dark race that feeds on humans. They also take human form, hide in the crowd, and hunt humans.

Therefore, even if Andro is the ruler of the Krasov territory, he would not dare to swear that he is the strongest in this land. Who knows what powerful beings in his territory live in seclusion, maybe there is an elegant one. Silver Dragon.

"It's so weak!" Morea whispered softly, the nobles in front of him only have the strength of the second-tier gold, even his current human state strength can be slapped to death.

Such a weak strength, in this territory, is actually the strongest person on the bright side, maybe it is actually the strongest.

"Ask you one more question." Morea looked at Andro.

"Excuse me." Of course, Earl Andro heard what Morea whispered just now, but it's the truth. Therefore, he now speaks with honorifics. Morea's strength is above him, and it is natural to maintain respect in the face of existences stronger than him.

"How many legends are there in your Norton Kingdom?"

"..." Andro was stunned for a moment. He was completely shocked by Morea. He opened his mouth and asked how many legends there are in his country. This is definitely a big man, or a big man who likes to keep his youthful appearance.

At the same time, he made sure of one thing. The boy in front of him is definitely not from their Norton Kingdom. How many legends there are in a country are all public information. Therefore, it is very likely that he came from the other side of the continent, or even other continents.

"What about you!" Morea looked at the middle-aged noble who was in a daze with dissatisfaction.

"Ah." Andro came back to his senses, bowed respectfully and saluted: "Report to Lord Morea, I, Norton Kingdom, have a total of five legends, they are..."

"Needless to say, I don't need to know." Morea waved his hand, touched his chin, and began to ponder.

In a kingdom, there are only five legends. In other words, now, as long as he is stable and doesn't provoke those five legends, he, Morea, can wander freely in this Norton Kingdom?