Conflict (3)

That look, exposed, greedy, typical lecherous!

The other party is definitely up to no good. When Drogo noticed the gaze of the short and chubby guy, he confirmed this. The reason is simple. He had seen similar gazes too many times before in that sealed place.

"If you have good intentions, I am willing to have a drink with you and even offer some magic cores as gifts. If you do not intend to cause trouble, I am also willing to go our separate ways and live in peace. But if you have ulterior motives, then I have nothing to say, and I will treat you the same as those monsters that came to die and send you on your way!"

Drogo had already made up his mind and decided on his plan. However, he didn't show any expression on his face and ordered the skeleton warrior to protect Elaine before greeting the other two with a smile.

"Meeting two people in the forest of Warcraft, I am truly happy and honored..."

Drogo was full of energy now, and with a small amplification magic, his voice was clear and audible. While smiling, he placed his left hand on his right chest and nodded in greeting to the other party. This action surprised the two people a little.

"Are you a nobleman?"

The skinny, tall old man spoke up, recognizing Drogo's standard greeting for nobles when wearing armor.

"Hehe."

Drogo straightened up and laughed, not saying anything more. What kind of nobleman he was, was simply a copycat from Matthew's memory. After all, in his understanding, this was a world with a strict hierarchy, and nobles represented power and status. Surprising the other party would definitely have an unexpected effect.

But looking at the other party's reaction, they didn't seem too surprised and didn't return the greeting. This could only mean one thing, that the other party was used to this scene and was probably not just an ordinary nobleman.

"We are from the Reeves family of the Bates Kingdom. This is our young master Chandler. Which family are you from? Why aren't you wearing your family emblem?"

The Reeves family! That was one of the largest families in the Bates Kingdom, even among the entire Great Road. Drogo's expression didn't change, but his heart was shocked. He had another worry, and that was the Void-shaking Staff that was quietly lying in his storage ring, which belonged to the space grand mage, Gonzalez. And Gonzalez's full name was Gonzalez Reeves.

"I am Drogo from the Carroll family of the Kage Kingdom, here for the trial in the Forest of Kings. May I know who the two of you are?"

After saying this, Drogo reached behind him and pretended to search for his family emblem from his backpack.

"Pah! I thought it was something important, but I've never heard of it. Disappointing. Algernon, tell him to send that fox clan servant girl up obediently, and I'll spare his life."

Upon hearing the surname of the Chandler family announced by Drogo, the short and fat man with that name spoke up with disdain. His gaze then turned directly to the little girl Elaine, apparently finding her more attractive than Drogo, who was wearing strange armor.

However, Chandler's words truly touched Drogo's bottom line.

His hand was not originally going to fetch the family crest; he didn't have such a thing. In reality, he was reciting a spell behind his back, preparing to use magic to test the authenticity of these two people. But the other party's words caused him to abruptly stop the low-level fire-based magic and switch to fifth-level necromancy magic -- bone spear.

Test? What's the point of testing? You're so blatantly obvious, so I'll just use my ultimate move and stab you to death!

"Wait a minute, the Carroll family was stripped of their noble status a hundred years ago. Where do you get off claiming to be nobles? Are you trying to deceive me?"

Remembering almost all noble surnames was part of the education that every noble's child received on the main road. However, this Chandler was clearly an ignorant wastrel, a typical example of one who was not interested in learning. He had not heard of the surname that Drogo had announced, but the old guard Algernon knew. It was precisely because of this that Algernon quickly detected the loophole.

"I'm just deceiving you!"

The other party noticed it, and Drogo's magic was also ready. Without saying anything more, he raised his hand and a white light, with a sharp sound tearing through space, stabbed towards Chandler, the short and fat boy.

Both of them came from the Reeves family, always arrogant and never took Drogo seriously. However, they did not expect that Drogo would suddenly make a move, and it was even a magic spell!

"A magician? He's actually a magician! Oh no, this magic is... Bone Spear, be careful, young master!" Algernon's face turned pale. He was confused by Drogo's disguise and mistook him for a warrior, a clearly unskilled warrior at that. But he did not expect that Drogo was a magician wearing armor.

Surprised but quick to react, as soon as Drogo cast Bone Spear, the heavy sword behind Algernon appeared in his hand and blocked in front of Chandler.

Crack!

Drogo's fifth-order necromancy Bone Spear collided with the sword blade, and Algernon was shaken back a step but stood firm, while the bone spear instantly turned into bone dust.

Impressive! Drogo furrowed his eyebrows. As he had suspected earlier, the other party was not only of a different status, but also had formidable strength. Seeing how Algernon was able to stop the Bone Spear hastily and was only shaken back a step, he could tell that his strength was at least fifth-order, or even sixth-order.

But since he had thought of this, how could Drogo not have a follow-up plan? He had not only prepared this one spell while delaying time earlier. He shouted out the next incantation while raising his hand, and two more bone spears flew out in front of him, still aimed directly at Chandler.

The Bone Spear Triple Strike was the true form of this spell.