Chapter 667

"In front of outsiders, I don't know the convergence point. It's really a joke for others." Suddenly a voice whispered beside Sean.

Although the other party put the footsteps very softly, Sean actually heard someone coming towards him early in the morning. So Sean was not surprised or in any other mood by the sudden sound around him. He just glanced at each other. A young man who was at most 21 or 2 years old still had a unique sense of childishness on his face. People like this were no different from hairy children in Sean's eyes. Although in fact he was only two or three years old, his experience in the past three years, But it makes Sean far more mature than his peers.

Perhaps because he had heard of Sean's name for a long time, when the young man was so directly watched by Sean, even if he tried to keep calm, his suddenly accelerated heartbeat and the look in his eyes fully explained his nervousness.

"It seems that you should know who I am." Sean said calmly.

"Yes." The young man swallowed his saliva and took a deep breath. The whole man became calm.

Such a person can adjust his state at such a fast speed. At least no matter what kind of work he is engaged in, such a person can persist longer than others. Sean's eyes also appreciated a little more. Of course, it was more because he heard the other party's Frank recognition, rather than the kind of hypocritical humility or other disguised emotions unique to the aristocracy.

"I'm Duin from the Amira family, and my father is count drov." The young man named Duin Amira said in a deep voice. His face had a very obvious color of pride when he said his family and his father. "I've always been very eager to see you, Duke."

Sean remembered that the drov collar was a count collar north of King Ryan's capital. The LORD was a middle-aged man named bovis Amira. In the age of the Principality of Ryan, he was famous for his strong military achievements. In fact, it was his strength to turn the tide that prevented the Amira family from selling their territory and becoming a defeated aristocrat. However, even so, he still could not make the whole family stand in the ranks of Ryan's top giants.

In the original war against dabion, Duin Amira, who came from the Amira family, went to the northwest front with his father, and it is said that he also made great achievements, which was deeply appreciated by Duke Devon. This time, Devin sodell saber used his power to make the little Duin one of the 17 seed players in the silver group and continue to enter the competition.

"Oh?" Sean was a little confused.

In Ryan's ruling and opposition, Devin is a partial leader of the radical faction, and his party is actually quite strong. At least one third of the military headquarters are his people. The Duke of Ryan's sword Devin has publicly expressed his appreciation for Duin, so anyway, Duin at this time has been labeled as the Duke of Devin's faction. From a political point of view, it is impossible for the Duin to show such enthusiasm in the face of Sean.

Even Sean could see a trace of reverence in his expression.

This makes Sean even more confused.

Because now the whole noble circle of Ryan knows that there is a festival between the empty Duke of Sean and the "Duke of killing relatives" of Devon.

"Although I may have overstated my ability to say so, but..." Du Yin's face showed a rare look of embarrassment. "Since I heard your deeds, I have been impressed by your bravery. Lord Sean, you are really the bravest nobleman I have ever seen..."

"Poof... Cough." Cecilia couldn't help it at first when she heard Duin's affectionate narration almost like confession.

However, no matter how you listen to the light laughter, it is obviously a very impolite thing. Therefore, Cecilia hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her small mouth after making a sound. Perhaps it is because of her fierce action or because of her poor breath, so Cecilia's light laughter soon turned into a violent cough.

Sean quickly reached out and helped Cecilia pat her on the back. He glared angrily, but the doting in his eyes was also obvious.

Of course, Rena standing on the other side was really struggling, and her face turned slightly red.

Seeing the strange reaction of the two people around Sean, Duin seemed to wake up. His face became a little embarrassed and hurried to explain: "Lord Sean, I didn't mean that. I just... I just..."

In Ryan, quite a number of nobles do like masculinity, and even have some beautiful male pets like adopted female pets. As the Duke most valued by King Ryan, Sean's status is by no means comparable to that in the past. There are many women in Ryan who want to climb into his bed. Of course, there are no fewer men. At least as long as Sean gets a little wind, there will be constant offers.

At least, Duin knew that at the dinner after the canonization of many nobles, there were no less than double-digit Marquis earls who brought their sons and daughters to attend. In addition to those nobles with inside information and strength, most of the family descendants brought by nobles such as Marquis and count are not necessarily superior in ability, but they are absolutely outstanding in appearance. It's just a pity that Sean didn't attend the dinner, so these nobles were only sorry.

At this time, what Duin said clearly meant to express worship, but there were some ambiguities. If he was not very familiar with Duin, he would certainly think he was implying something.

Sean, Cecilia, Rena and others don't know about Duin, but they also know that what he wants to say is not these. At least he's not suggesting anything, and there's no ambiguity. Because his attitude is very correct and his breath is very stable. The person with this correct attitude and peaceful breath can't hint anything to Sean, of course, unless he is an old hand who is already very familiar with these.

However, what Duin thinks, it is obvious that he will not be an old hand.

Sean reached out and patted Duin on the shoulder. "I know," he said with a smile

At this time, there began to be a rumbling sound from the blood gate, which attracted everyone's eyes for a moment.

Soon, someone began to come out of the blood gate.

Sean's eyesight is naturally pretty good, so he can see it from a distance. This man still has a list in his hand, which is estimated to be today's battle order. At this time, because the person who seemed to be the internal personnel of the arena appeared, the contestants scattered around also began to gather towards the blood gate. Although Sean knew who his opponent was, he didn't know which game he would be arranged in, so he had to wait for the arrangement.

The insider who arranged the order of the battlefield glanced contemptuously at the people present, focused on Rena and several other people who didn't look like Ryan's own people for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you guys want to do, but only these cubs can enter this door later, You can only wait by the side. As long as people are still alive, they will come out of this door. As for those who are dead, you can rest assured that someone will arrange for you to get the body. "

For such threatening words, except for a few silver border teenagers who may not have any background and identity, they showed some timidity and embarrassment, others looked calm. Obviously, most people know that they are likely to lose their lives in the competition. At this time, they still choose to stand here. They are fully prepared, at least not frightened by this person's fierce words.

"If you are ready, go in. This is your battle serial number card." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "it has clearly stated what time you will have a competition in what field Today's battle is only one, so when your battle is over, as long as you are not dead, you'd better leave through this door. Of course, if you become a corpse, you can rest assured that we will send you out, Jie Jie...... "

"Low energy." A man with short red hair snorted coldly.

But his words were not the common language of the mainland, but the official language of the Hales kingdom. Sean was stunned, and then realized that this was the auxiliary ability of the system. He didn't expect that the system even retained this ability, which really surprised Sean.

However, Sean was noncommittal about the red haired man's evaluation.

Because this guy who looks like an insider of the arena is actually just a silver master. His momentum is so strong because he is used to seeing blood in the arena. Basically, few of the people present will be deterred by his momentum. Only those who don't have enough consciousness will be frightened by him, but he can only stop here.

Sean looked at the others and made no move. He lined up directly.

"Name." The middle-aged man still looks arrogant at all creatures.

Sean smiled and whispered, "Sean Connery."

The look on the middle-aged man's face immediately became full of strange fear.

"Don't be nervous." Sean chuckled, "give me the sign."

"Yes..." the middle-aged man wiped the sweat on his forehead, then hurried to look in the identity registration book, and handed a card to Sean a few seconds later.

Sean looked down and saw a simple number and time written on it. There was nothing else.

But Sean knew that this was his time and place.

In terms of time, it's not long. It's estimated that either the first or the second will play.