"You've grown up, Berval. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" As soon as Edward opened his mouth, the nobles and courtiers who came to greet him had strange expressions on their faces.

Especially when a commoner, who looked younger than Berval, said such things to a noble and elderly duke.

The atmosphere was quiet, the whispering stopped, and Bolval showed an embarrassed expression—only Bolvar's wife, Sahira, twitched slightly, apparently holding back a smile.

Although most of the people present had heard of Edward's name and knew that the person in front of him was the one who was the leader of the group of statues at the gate of Stormwind City, the real people gave them the impression that apart from arrogance and arrogance, there was only a dignifying arrogance left. And these temperaments are the last thing the nobles want to see in the commoners, which represents override.

Of course, this was only the feeling of the nobles, and most of the civilians who were surrounded by the guards looked at the hero who was active in the First War with admiration. There are very few civilians who went to Lordaeron with Boval and shared the joys and sorrows with Edward, but the stories handed down by the old people have not disappeared.

He, Edward Lee, founder of the Knights of the Demon Hunters and a pioneer of impartial paladins, is a true hero!

Bolval remembered Edward back then, and quickly adjusted his identity, bowed and said, "Yes, I have grown up, my mentor. Now, allow me to enter the city as an apprentice. ”

Bolval's answer was a matter of course in his mind, and the commoners were impressed by Bolval's answer, but the nobles frowned.

"Duke Berval, it's rude, but I'm still going to correct your behavior. Seeing the disgust on the faces of the nobles, Countess Presto made her debut in a row, "Even if Mr. Edward is your mentor, you don't have to treat a commoner with the etiquette of an apprentice, do ......you?"

"Stand down! Count Presto. Before the countess could finish speaking, Berval reprimanded, "You don't know what happened back then, don't stir up trouble here!"

"General Lothar and Mentor Edward, the eternal heroes of my Stormwind Kingdom!

How dare he oppose me in public!

The countess had a gloomy face and gritted her teeth, but she managed to restrain her fury, saluted, and retreated into the crowd.

But Edward was not going to let go of the troubled countess, and he walked up to the countess and stared at her as if he wanted to see through her true form.

This behavior was very rude in the eyes of the nobles, and some of them had even begun to mumble dissatisfiedly, as if they wanted Edward to hear.

"Tell me, countess with great mana, who are you?" Edward opened his left hand, revealing the Mithril dragon leather glove on his hand, "I smell a familiar smell on you, I think you should know the material of my glove." ”

The countess was shocked, but quickly composed, and looked at Edward coldly.

Edward caught her fleeting panic and had a guess in his mind, "You know, in my hometown, people call me the Dragon Slayer?" ”

The countess's face darkened, but Edward's plan did not work, and the countess, who smelled of a dragon, did not get angry in public or cast any magic.

Edward raised an eyebrow defiantly and entered Stormwind with the unknown Berval.

Milhouse changed into a gorgeous mage robe, and as he swaggered past the countess, the dwarf mage glanced up and down at the countess with a scrutinizing gaze and said, "Well, yes, very powerful mana, but compared to the great Milhouse Mana Storm, you are nothing." ”

Presto almost couldn't hold it anymore, and wanted to give this humble dwarf a little color.

What made her even more angry was that a griffon-like monster looked at her with the same disdain as it passed by her......

Damned humans, gnomes, and griffons, I won't let you get out of here easily, Stormwind will be your grave!!, the countess roared in her heart, and with a gloomy face, she pushed away the nobles who had come to comfort her, and strode towards her residence.

"Are you saying that Count Presto is a dragon?" In the Duke's Palace, Berval looked at Edward with shocked eyes, "This is impossible, the Presto family is a member of the royal family of Stormwind, and her roots can be traced in detail for several generations." ”

"You can't be wrong, Berval. Edward sat down in front of him and said, "No matter what kind of dragon it is, there will be an aura on them. I've slain an evil dragon and I've encountered a bronze dragon, and I can't be mistaken. ”

"But ......"

"That's enough, Bervar Vortagen!" Sahira couldn't take it anymore, she stood up and shouted angrily, "You're still trying to protect that slut!

"Don't talk nonsense, Sahira. Obviously in love with his wife, Bolval did not get angry, but frowned in a calm tone, "She is my right-hand man in handling government affairs, nothing more." ”

"Alright, you two, I don't want to cause discord between you husband and wife because of my presence. Edward laughed, "Whether she's a dragon or not, we'll find out in a few days." I've already taken a scare out of the cracks, and you can let out the word tomorrow and say that I plan to settle in Stormwind for a long time. With me, this woman with intentions will always show her true colors. ”

"Is that okay?" Sahira said, frowning, "This woman is very shrewd, she's been lurking in Stormwind for a long time, and we haven't been able to find her handle. ”

"Of course, maybe she won't come and attack me, but it's hard for the others. Edward looked at Milhouse, who was eating and drinking.

Milhouse shuddered, biting on half a piece of cheese and looking at the three men with blazing eyes for some reason.

"Oh no, you don't want me to lure that terrible dragon out!" said Milhouse waving his hand, "I won't, if I knew she was a dragon, I wouldn't have listened to Edward to laugh at her!"

"But you're doing a good job, Millhouse. Edward laughed, "You have succeeded in arousing her wrath, and I am sure that the countess will be more than willing to kill you secretly if you are alone." And if she just attacked you with a human body, the great mage who was guarded against it wouldn't be her opponent, right?"

"Of course, who am I?mighty Milhouse Mana...... Storm. Milhouse habitually examined himself, but his voice became weaker and weaker as he spoke.

"It's time to perform, Milhouse. "Think about it, what will people call you if our plan succeeds......?" Dragon Angler?"

Hearing this title, Milhouse's eyes lit up. (To be continued.) )