Chapter 397 I Treat You As A Brother

"Ainz, don't be angry." Yaheng, who was pulling the still dark-faced genius pharmacist out of the registration office, held back the smile on his face and comforted his hair:

"Didn't they prove your innocence through the age detection array? Those officials have also apologized to you. Hahaha, speaking of which, those officials just saw the expression of your real age, it's really funny, you didn't see it ?"

"Yaheng." Hearing his friend's laughter, Ainz's face darkened even more: "Those officials who were blind, asked me to check their ages twice, especially the bastard at the beginning, he I actually suspect that there is something wrong with the magic circle."

"There's no way, who made you look so old," Yaheng spread out his hands helplessly, "It's not like you haven't seen, the two pharmacists who signed up behind you look younger than me, What's the result? After the array test, one is thirty-four and one is fifty-six."

"I look really old now?" Ainz subconsciously touched his beard and asked his hair. Although he doesn't care about his appearance, when his appearance affects the efficiency of his work, he feels the need to pay attention.

"It's alright!" The young Yaheng said haha. In fact, he felt that he and Faxiao were walking together, like a father and son walking together. This feeling was very strange.

"My appearance, how old is a normal person? Is it really as old as forty or fifty years old?"

"It's not that big. The official said something angry. Your appearance is similar to my father."

"Oh, does that mean I look like my uncle's age now?"

"Ainz, don't talk about this. Since I accompany you to sign up, it's time for you to accompany me. Anyway, in your current state, you can't calm down and make a potion. You might as well accompany me to the queue."

"Okay." For some reason, Ainz agreed immediately.

... When these two guys came to the registration area of ​​the noisy martial arts competition, they were a little stunned when they saw the six long dragons made up of people in front of them.

"The number of people is more than yesterday. It seems that even if it is delayed until the day before the end of registration, the number of people will not decrease much." Yaheng sighed while looking at the bustling crowd in front of him.

"Hurry up and get in line." Yaheng, who had just sighed, was dragged behind a long dragon by Ainz. The long, tedious wait begins.

As for jumping in line with his own force? Not to mention their character, they can't do such a thing. Just want to do it, is it a decoration when the two gold-level cloud giants on the side?

the mighty,

There will be many privileges in other parts of the city, but here, everyone is equal, even the strong at the peak of gold must stand in line behind the rookie at the first rank of bronze, and all those who want to cut the queue by force , all disqualified from the competition.

Aheng took Ainz to the back of the registration line that belonged to his age group, and just stood there. Just in front of them, a burly man in skirt armor, carrying a heavy sword, and with a naked upper body turned around with a smile.

"Brother, you also accompany your son to line up to sign up." The strong man patted a boy who looked somewhat similar to him, and smiled at Ainz with a friendly tone.

"Yeah!" Ainz was stunned when he heard the strong man's question. Then he glanced at Fa Xiao, who had been happy all the way beside him with malicious eyes, and nodded in response. The identity of the father began to chat with the strong man.

When Yaheng saw this scene, his brain immediately shut down. When the strong man just said those words, the young Yaheng was already stunned, but after his best friend responded, he fell into a daze. forced state.

After being stunned for a few breaths, Yaheng looked at Ainz, who was having a good conversation with the strong man, his face quickly turned red, and he pulled Ainz's pharmacist robe angrily: "Ainz, I treat you as a brother, You actually want to be my father?"

"Hey, uncle, show me clearly what I look like with him, he's not my father at all." Yaheng shouted to the strong man in front of him after yelling.

The strong man was stunned for a moment by Yaheng's words, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his face. Obviously, this guy who had been in the Adventurer's Tavern for a long time and heard a lot of dirty jokes thought of some other bad aspects.

For example, marrying a beautiful widow, for the sake of a beautiful wife, a stepfather who wants to have a good relationship with his unrelated son, or adoption because of some inability...

Yaheng's words are full of too much room for imagination, so the strong man is imagining, with a subtle expression on his face. Let Yaheng have to explain again: "Uncle, this guy is the same age as me, how could it be my father? He looks older because he is too lazy to clean up himself."

"Ah!" Hearing that the real situation did not match his guess, the strong man's face showed disappointment, and then he reacted and immediately apologized to the two teenagers: "I'm sorry two little brothers..."

"It's all right." The brawny man was so refreshing, making Yaheng embarrassed to continue to pursue other people's experiments, after all, the main responsibility lies in his own hair.

Just when Yaheng was looking for trouble for himself, a Pegasus chariot with its wheels burning with flames cut through the sky, flew over the Wuyangyang registration crowd, and went straight to the registration officials.

But before it got close, a cloud giant sent here by Morea issued a warning, "Get out of the car and go to the back line."

"Mighty cloud giant, I'm the second-class Viscount of the Rockman Kingdom..." A slightly magnetic voice came from the carriage.

"According to His Highness Moreya's order, no matter who you are, you must line up, and the nobles are no exception." Seeing that the Pegasus chariot was still moving forward, the cloud giant drew a spear from behind and made an attacking posture , "Get down."

"Giant, you dare to attack me?" A voice came from the carriage with a hint of anger.

"Silly Que, is the nobleman amazing? Come down and go to the back." Before the giant cloud made a move, a sword light shot up into the sky from under the carriage.

Someone took the lead in the attack, and someone followed immediately. In an instant, the Pegasus chariot that this arrogant noble was riding was smashed to pieces, and he himself also bleed into the sky and fell to the ground...

Just as the registration for the "Golden Dragon Cup" martial arts competition was going on in the midst of uninterrupted turmoil, Morea, who was dealing with government affairs, looked at dozens of documents in front of her with a headache.

"In just three days, there have been so many sighting reports about demons all over the kingdom. Although it's just some low-level demons and demonic beasts infected with demonic energy, it can already explain a lot of problems."