Just when the middle-aged man slowly turned around and saw Joshua's face, the soldier witnessed with his own eyes how a man's expression gradually changed from tiredness and a little impatience to uncontrollable horror.
Originally, it seemed that because he did not hear what Joshua said clearly, the man with the communicator in his hand turned around to scold the guy behind him for interrupting his conversation, but when he raised his eyes and glanced at this figure Behind the tall warrior's face, the man's expression froze.
His originally slightly bloody face turned pale in an instant, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were wide open like a dying fish. The second he looked at Joshua, the man's throat He made a sound of "ho ho", and then he simply closed his mouth and just trembled silently.
Oops, could my charm really be this low
Joshua found that the people he had been in contact with recently were too powerful. Whether it was Loranda or several golden strongmen in the Ural Mountains, they all had the power to withstand the fear aura, and he would also deliberately act in his own territory. Be more restrained, but it seemed that you didn't do this just now. This time, the intimidation value comparable to the fear aura was thrown directly at him. The warrior felt that there were not many people under the gold who could resist this kind of mental oppression.
The middle-aged man in front of him, wearing a gray suit and a long beard, obviously did not have that kind of tenacity. His narrow eyes were originally flashing with smart light, but now there is only pure fear left. , Joshua had no doubt that as soon as he reacted, the man would turn around and run away.
Sure enough, just as the soldier expected, while he restrained his momentum a little, the poor middle-aged man screamed incoherently, as if he had been splashed with cold water in the cold winter. He turned around, Then he stumbled towards the bottom of the mountain, as if there was some savage beast or man-eating monster behind him.
"…sometimes."
With a slight sigh, Joshua curled his lips. He shook his head and turned around, continuing to climb up the mountain under the white pyroxene light. As he walked, the warrior complained to Ying and Rin beside him. : "I really feel a bit like the devil in the story and biography. Wherever he passes, there is only silence and wailing."
"Whether he is a hero or a devil, the master is very powerful." The girl followed closely in Joshua's footsteps, and she comforted nonchalantly: "I also find it strange why they are afraid of you. You obviously speak very calmly, and No aristocratic airs."
"Yes, Master is very handsome when he fights!" The boy echoed his sister's words without sincerity, and Rin looked very indifferent: "Although it is a bit strange to suddenly walk over and strike up a conversation in the middle of the night, if it were me, it would be I’ll turn around and leave.”
On the side, the middle-aged man ran all the way to the foot of the mountain. Before he could take a breath, a serious male voice came from the communication circle that was stuffed into his arms: "Iva, what happened just now?" What's going on? I thought I heard someone say the name Joshua... "
Taking a few deep breaths, the middle-aged man named Iva stopped trembling all over his body. Just now, a chill started from his tailbone and traveled back and forth along his spine, making him unable to say a word at all. After coming out, he only calmed down a little now. He said to the communication array tremblingly: "Sir, you will never guess, just... what happened just now!"
Before the other party could express his doubts, Ivar lowered his voice and said softly as if he didn't want to be discovered: "Just now, Joshua... Sir, the Earl of Northland whom you wanted me to investigate, appeared next to me. ! Exactly the same as the portrait you provided!"
"...What? You repeat?"
At the other end of the communication array, Count Moros frowned. He was originally lying comfortably on the lounge chair on the balcony of his mansion, but after hearing what his men said, the middle-aged nobleman couldn't help but sit down. When he got up, he gripped the armrests of the recliner and said extremely seriously: "Ivar, tell me what happened just now!"
Soon after, after the middle-aged man told Moros his complete story, the earl comforted him a few times and then hung up the communication.
He sat on the recliner, touched his chin, raised his brows, and looked very nervous and worried: "So... he has already arrived in the imperial capital? Just halfway up the mountain?"
Did this guy actually come over directly without passing through the teleportation array... A lot of information flashed through his brain, but Count Moros didn't know what to do next. He was originally a person with planning and wisdom. Otherwise, it would be impossible to do business with the Five-Colored Dragon Clan, but now Joshua's appearance broke his plan, leaving the middle-aged nobleman at a loss as to what to do.
That guy Iva happened to be talking about him when he met Joshua. No wonder he was stopped by the other party... Fortunately, I specially asked him to go down the mountain via the stairs instead of leaving through the teleportation array. This was too much. What a coincidence, really unexpected.
However, the other party may not care if they are just simply inquiring about information. After all, the relationship between nobles is nothing more than that. Everyone has a tacit agreement not to reveal anything. It is nothing more than a little embarrassing to be discovered by Joshua this time. Count Moros Countless thoughts were spinning in my mind, but in the end I had not made up my mind: "He must not know that the two demon-blood dragons passed through my channel... I don't need to be so nervous."
Even so, he was still a little restless.
Ivar, his subordinate, knew something about his previous dealings with Joshua, which is why this guy was so frightened when he saw the Earl of Northland, but he himself was not much better. Regarding the monster that was rumored to have killed several giant dragons easily, even though Moros was an earl, he still felt a little tight in his throat.
Moros Daugnin, the patriarch of the Daugnin family, is a palace count. His hometown is the Janus Fortress area in the southern region of the empire. His ancestor was a local administrator. Kuroshio was awarded titles and territories for meritorious service, but just as the lords in the north lived a very hard life, the nobles in the south of the empire also had to fight against the monsters day and night, and not everyone could do this. After successfully fighting against the Black Tide, the ancestors of the Daugning family, who lost several relatives, decided to abandon their territory and instead purchase an industry in the imperial capital to make a living through commercial activities that other old nobles disdained.
Now hundreds of years have passed, perhaps due to the blessing of the gods, the tentacles of the Daugning Family Chamber of Commerce have spread throughout the empire, and even have close ties with some organizations in Xishan and the Far South, including the Five Color Dragon Clan. , will also facilitate some of the other party's illegal activities. Thanks to it, Moros lives a very luxurious and luxurious life. Even in the imperial capital, he is famous for his wealth. With his own financial resources, he even and several real nobles, For example, let's say that a certain Duke of the Empire has established a relationship, and his status has been fully guaranteed.
From this point of view, there seemed to be no need for him to be afraid of Joshua. Even if the other party knew that Moros had colluded with the Five-Colored Dragon Clan and sent a killer to him, the warrior should not be able to fully retaliate against him.
But the middle-aged nobleman knows that things cannot be viewed this way.
Mycroft Continent is a world with extraordinary power.
Joshua, on the other hand, is a genius who has reached the advanced level of gold at the age of twenty-two and is capable of slaying dragons.
Who can say clearly what his future achievements will be? Maybe this dragon-slaying warrior will stop here in his life, but it is more likely that he can advance to the ultimate level, and maybe even touch a corner of the legendary realm - at that time, even the nobles were rich and powerful, There is no way to guarantee the safety of yourself and your family.
Sighing slightly, he clenched his well-maintained right hand. Moros closed his eyes and felt the power in his body.
Due to his single-minded management of the family property for many years, his personal strength is only around the high level of silver. This is due to the excellent blood quality of the Daugning family and the accumulation of a large amount of precious magic medicine. The path of a warrior requires blood and fire. With so much training, it is basically impossible for him to break through to gold after staying in the city for almost his entire life.
Facing those strong men who could smash city walls and overturn the situation of the battle with just one hand, Moros was born with a sense of awe. The financial advantage did not reduce this awe, but rather expanded it.
"Maybe I should go out and get away from the limelight."
He seemed to be talking to himself: "Let's go back to my hometown in the far south. It's true that I haven't been back for many years."
"Father!"
The door on the balcony suddenly opened, and a tall, strong young man with eyes like an eagle walked out. He was wearing heavy training armor, and his forehead and neck were covered with sweat. He seemed to have been behind the door for a long time. After waiting, I heard everything Moros said before, and now I couldn't bear it any longer, so I walked out.
After calling his father, he walked up to the middle-aged noble, frowned and said, "Why are you afraid of that Joshua? He has no evidence, how could he do anything to us?"
"Maya, are you training with the Knights again?"
Without answering his son's words, Moros just glanced at the other person, then shook his head and said: "You should learn from your brother. He is still studying in the study. If this continues, your future heir position will be unstable."
"But I don't care about this at all. I think it's good for my younger brother to inherit the family. He is indeed much more suitable than me." A young man named Maya wiped the sweat from his forehead and said disdainfully: "Father, don't avoid it. My question is, as a noble, the most important thing is the glory of the family. Although our Daugning family has been doing business for generations, we must not forget the martial arts of our ancestors!"
Taking a deep look at the angry young man in front of him, Moros smiled bitterly and shook his head. Maya Dognin was his eldest son. He liked playing with weapons and worshiped the strong since he was a child. He had no intention of running the family business at all. The idea, and because the family really needed a support in terms of force, he let it develop naturally, and even specially asked for connections to send her to the Imperial Knights for training. Now Maya is eighteen years old and is already a knight. He is a reserve soldier with devout faith, firm will, extremely principled, and possesses the strength of a high-level silver. He is completely different from this pure businessman who does everything for profit.
If there was a real fight, Moros knew that he might not be his son's opponent yet.
However, compared with that person, the gap is really far... Especially since Maya has been undergoing strict closed training with the Imperial Knights recently, and can only come back a few days a month, so she is not very clear about some of the latest news, his impression of Joshua may still be a little biased.
"Maya, sit down."
With a wave of his hand, Moros motioned for his child to sit down. After the sturdy young man sat down with a puzzled look on his face, he thought for a while, and then told all the facts in Maya's shocked eyes.
…
The night passes and the morning light rises.
The Daugning family's mansion was empty.
I actually waived the upper limit...
(End of chapter)