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Chapter 2122 The Boring Royal Family

Along with the undisguised mockery came a group of arrogant people, whose identities were proclaimed by sleeves with special patterns sewn with gold thread.

The royal families of the Third Kingdom region.

This was determined by process of elimination; firstly, it cannot be the Holy Cross Church.

Although the Holy Cross Kingdom harbors strong hostility towards other races, it is a religiously-based kingdom with a powerful class consisting of cardinals, archbishops, and others, all of whom wear uniform attire.

Secondly, it wouldn't be the Kingdom of Giants, as such blatant discrimination against orcs in public would be treated as a stain by the Giants' royal family.

Furthermore, only the royal families of the Third Kingdom would deliberately use sleeves sewn with gold lace to subtly reveal their noble status.

In the Third Kingdom region, where war is constant and nearly a hundred kingdoms of varying sizes vie for the rightful place, emphasizing one's royal status is something almost every royal family does.

Aside from sewing gold-embroidered sleeves, they mocked commoners and constantly boasted about their royal lineage to prove their nobility.

Blazer used to not care because royalty was too distant for him. Now he cares even less and finds these royalty somewhat pathetic for having to use such annoying methods to emphasize their presence.

"Don't worry about them," Blaze whispered a reminder.

Lottie shook her head, indicating that she didn't care.

She was once the Beast King, and even though her level had dropped significantly due to past injuries, she was still a level 100 individual. She had no interest in these pointless verbal provocations.

Blazer and Lottie chose to completely ignore it. An aura emanating from them froze the expressions of the royals. Not continuing would be a loss of face, but continuing might cause trouble.

However, Herwie, who was timid and kept her head down, attracted their attention.

"Isn't that a hyena beastman? How dare such a notorious bandit enter this place? Men, get her out of here right now!"

They shouted impatiently, as if they had been given a handle to use against them.

Lottie looked at Blazer with a strange expression, and even though she didn't say anything, Blazer understood what she wanted to say.

Don't they know you? How dare they act so arrogantly in front of you?
The answer is that these members of the royal family probably don't recognize them, or more accurately, they can't identify them.

They've certainly heard the name "Brazil, the King of Asgard," but whether they can connect that name with the real person is another matter entirely.

The royal family members in front of them were ordinary humans, and the biggest problem with ordinary humans is that they are very insensitive to danger. In their eyes, there is no difference between an ordinary sheep and a level 20 sheep. Only when there is a more exaggerated change can they suddenly realize the strangeness.

At most, they could only deduce that Blaze was an Arcadian from his silver hair, which indicated he was dressed in casual clothes; otherwise, they couldn't tell anything else.

When Blazer saw that the royal guards had actually surrounded them and were about to drive them away, Blazer sighed helplessly. The helplessness lay in the fact that these royal guards were just ordinary people.

If even one of the guards were a blessed person, the problem would be solved immediately, but there are none.

However, he quickly realized that this was not surprising. The large influx of outsiders created the illusion of a large number of blessed people. In reality, after excluding outsiders, the number of blessed people was still quite small.

Blaze was conflicted. Usually, others would try to spy on him and end up being so intimidated that they couldn't move. He had never tried to intimidate anyone. He was afraid that if he lost control, the intimidation would turn into a mental attack that would turn these royals into idiots, or an aura attack that would crush them.

"Hmm, I should be able to control it a little..."

The moment Blazer had the idea, a chill descended from the sky, and frost covered the streetlights from the ground, instantly darkening the surroundings.

In the dim, hazy light, a tall figure emanating a chilling glow slowly approached. The royals, whose teeth were chattering from the cold, began to tremble as they saw the approaching figure.

They are the guardians of the Giant's House, an ancient race known as the Kinlunga Northerns.

Compared to their beautiful and sexy appearance, their noble aura from the inside out instilled a deep sense of fear in them. Their noble lineage, which they usually talked about, was nothing compared to the Jinlunga Northerners.

The person standing here at this moment is Rune, the leader of the Northern People of Jinlunga. The royals subconsciously lowered their heads and began to recall whether they had made any mistakes since they arrived at the Giant's House.

As for whether their elusive leader, Rune, had shown himself because he favored one of them, they dared not even think that. They believed that Rune had come on a whim during his patrol and had just happened to witness their conflict.

But to their astonishment, the leader of the Kingren of the North, whose actual status was comparable to that of a king of a large kingdom, stood before Blazer and bowed his head in a submissive and affectionate manner.

"Lord Blaze."

"Do we really have to use this form of address?" Blazer touched his neck, looking a little uncomfortable.

For a while after meeting Rune, Rune was mainly indifferent, but after Herbi melted the coldness in her body, Rune began to show warmth and her personality also changed.

"Please don't mind it. 'My lord' is just a way of addressing you and it doesn't have any other meaning."

"Really?" Blazer didn't seem to care much about that and casually asked, "Is she there?"

"exist."

"Then let's go together."

After Rune appeared, Blaze stopped paying attention to the royal family.

Although he had heard many similar stories about the "Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King" from strangers, he found it all rather boring when it actually happened to him.

If you really intend to retaliate, you should do nothing, leaving them in a state of fear and uncertainty, not knowing when the retaliation will come.

"Um, are we going to see someone?"

Hervi asked softly. She didn't really care about the provocations of these royals, because as living beings, these royals were too weak. Their timid reaction was only because they were speaking human language that she could understand.

"Herbie Hermes, the guild master of [Hermes' Traveling Hat]".

"Huh!?" Herwi exclaimed, her ears drooping. "Isn't that the leader of the merchant guild we often rob?"

“Oh, now that you think about it, there seems to be such a thing.” Blazer stroked his chin.

If he remembered correctly, Herbie used to be in charge of the running division, which specialized in transporting goods that could not be transported by teleportation towers, and therefore became a major target for robbery.

Herbie was able to become the head of the Running Division at a young age because the Running Division was a mess, almost abandoned due to various bandits.

After Herbie took office, he also engaged in various battles of wits and courage with the bandits.

So, the hyena beastmen and the Herbies are indeed enemies.

(End of this chapter)