Behind Morey came the sound of hurried footsteps, followed by the anxious voice of a young man.

He followed the sound and turned back, only to find that this man was his opponent in this duel, Heras from the House of Missnay. Missnay.

"Viscount Heras, what's the matter with you?"

Although there was a hint of speculation about Heras's motives for holding him back, Morey wanted to hear what he thought.

Seeing that Morey did not refuse, Heras calmed down a little, and said softly but quickly:

"Baron Morey, this battle is extremely important to me, can you wait in the ring and raise your hand a little!"

In fact, Hera is already a dog in her heart, and among the 13 people in this battle, he has no certainty of victory.

One is Bert. Gladstone, the other is Phoenix from the Kingdom of Kurando, and the rest is Morey.

As for the others, Heras thought that he could open five or five, so in his opinion, he only needed to pay attention to these three people.

Among them, when he met His Royal Highness, Heras could only consider himself unlucky, he was not brain-dead enough to buy the prince to help him cheat, even if he could, this price was not affordable, so he ruled it out directly.

And Phoenix, who is from the Heilan Kingdom, doesn't even give Bert much face, let alone him, no matter how prominent their Missnay family is, they don't have a dime to do with Phoenix, so they can only be helplessly discharged.

The rest is Morey. Faist, this mud leg from the Far East.

Although Morey was not famous before the coming-of-age ceremony in the royal capital, and the commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Army was just the militia commander in a remote area in the eyes of these royal capitals, but the biggest dark horse in this coming-of-age duel was him.

's real personal strength has overturned many geniuses, and he has successfully entered the top 12 all the way.

Heras had a group of advisors under his wing, and they all agreed that Morey was definitely the most important opponent of Heras in this duel, and it was best to buy him before the match.

Originally, at the dinner party of His Royal Highness, it was the best time for Heras to contact Morey, but as soon as he wanted to make a move, he was ridiculed by those friends of the royal capital, and the eldest young master of Heras naturally couldn't leave under that situation, otherwise wouldn't it really confirm the rumor that he was going to tie up Morey?

Naturally, he kept convincing himself in his heart: What about 12 people? It's so easy to let yourself run into him!

As a result, now that the battle list is out, Heras can't wait to slap his mouth.

Call you a!

Although he knew that it was a little too late to cram, he still wanted to give it a try.

After all, he just wanted to compete for the top 6 title for his father.

"Hehe, Viscount Heras laughed!"

"This is the annual coming-of-age ceremony in the royal capital, and the king is watching from above!"

Morey smiled and pointed to it, turning around to get into the ring.

"Baron Morey, please wait!"

Heras was really anxious and stood in front of Morey directly.

"Territory, official position, beauty, secret skills, as long as you want, I can get them all for you!"

"Baron Morey, please believe in my sincerity, although our Misnai family is not as noble as the three major royal families, it is also a thousand-year-old marquis family that has produced 6 consuls, as long as you don't want to rebel, our Misnai family can help you achieve your wish!"

Morey's eyes flickered, this Heras was really interesting.

His words seem to be describing his family's prominence and adding footnotes to his wish, but on the other hand, isn't this flexing his muscles?

That's it for you Morey to promise me! If you don't agree, hehe......

Morey thought for a moment, slightly widened the distance between him and Heras, the two men were too close to each other to be misunderstood, and said lightly:

"In that case, if Viscount Heras can fulfill this wish of mine, it will not be a big deal for you to win this duel."

When Heras heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Baron Morey, if you are really fast-talking, you can say anything!" ”

Although he said this, Heras's mind was no longer here, as if he was already in the study of the head of the family, receiving praise from his snobbish father.

"I wonder if the Missner family can help me get a place for the study of the Book of Ten Thousand Laws?"

"Of course, it's just a place for the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, we ....."

Suddenly, Heras seemed to remember something.

"The Book of Ten Thousand Laws?"

"Naturally, it's impossible for a thousand-year-old family like the Misnai family to get it, right?"

......

In the ring.

"Baron Morey, don't you think about it again?"

Heras struggled to squeeze out a smile.

"Hey, who told me to come from such a remote place in the Far East? For a holy place for mages like the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, I yearn for it very much! ”

Morey's look of regret, in Heras's opinion, is just a costume away from being able to perform a play on stage.

"Are both sides ready?"

The referee also had to interrupt the conversation between the two sides at this moment, this is a duel ring, not a mouth cannon ring, and it is already his limit to be able to make both sides say a few more words.

If the two of them were allowed to continue talking, without the king's action, he would be booed by the huge boos in the audience.

Looking at Morey, who was silently distancing himself from him, Heras looked at Morey with an ugly face, and then stroked the back of his left hand without a trace.

"I hope I won't be forced to use this trick."

The referee gave an order, and the two sides, as mages, showed the audience the magnificence of what is called a spell.

The stone wall that suddenly rose and was immediately shattered by the fireball, the magic missiles flying in the air, and the blessing spells of various color halos made the audience addicted to watching, and the cheers were higher and higher.

But it soon became clear to Heras that the situation was moving in the most unfavorable direction for him.

Although he had done his best to use the potions and equipment in his hands, these were just a drop in the bucket with Morey's nearly double the number of spells he had.

This further confirmed Heras's previous judgment, but made him even more bitter.

"Is it really this far?"

Glancing at the back of his smooth hand again, Heras thought to himself.

Rumble!

Dodging a fireball again, looking at Morey, who was flying in the air with the help of dragon wings, and feeling the spell slot in his body that was close to exhaustion, Heras finally made up his mind.

Heras was seen attaching his right palm to the back of his left hand, and the words were still in his mouth, but Morey did not make any moves to stop him.

Morey had long found out that since the battle, this Viscount of Heras had been absent-minded, as far as he could see, there had been three intentional or unintentional brushes on the back of his left hand, and Mores still thought he was doing it secretly, but he didn't expect his every move to be seen clearly by Morey.

This act of not having silver here further aroused Morey's curiosity, and he swept the back of Heras's hand slightly, but found an obscure and chaotic power, which almost made Morey lose himself on the spot, but for some reason, Morey sensed a familiar power from inside.

But this power is unusually weak, if the power of obscurity and chaos is compared to the vast river of blue waves, then the power that gives Morey a familiar feeling is a shallow stream that can be crossed by lifting his feet.