With this thought in mind, Nalant continued to step forward slowly.
Just as he was about to head towards the gate of the manor, a young man stopped him.
The young man looked Nalant up and down, and saw that the silk dress he was wearing was of high quality, so he said in a slightly polite tone: "Your Excellency, as nobles, we should all know how to come first, first to arrive."
"So, your Excellency, you'd better get in line!"
"Queue, what queue?" Nalant looked at the young man up and down, frowning slightly.
"Your Excellency, you are also here to see the prophet goddess, right?"
"That's right!" Nalant nodded.
"That's right, we are all here to see the prophet goddess, so you must line up!"
"If you want to jump in line, you are breaking the rules and will arouse public anger!" When the young man heard that Nalant was indeed here to find Stella, he immediately pointed to at least a dozen young men in front of him and explained to Na Lante.
Lant listen.
"You are all here to see the prophet goddess. What are you looking for?"
The young man's words somewhat confused Nalant.
The Prophet Goddess is not a saint in the temple. She can also pray for people and other things, so what are these guys doing here looking for Stella?
"Sir, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"
As he said this, the young man waved his hand, and a beautiful invitation came out of his hand.
"This is a love letter I wrote to the Prophet and Goddess expressing my love for her.
"By the way, of course gifts are also indispensable. Look at this string of rainbow stick pearls from the Danube Coast."
"Sir, I see that you don't have a space ring in your hand, and your hand is empty. You shouldn't have come here empty-handed, right?"
The young man then took out a gift box and waved it in front of Nalant.
Of course, the most important thing is that this young man is dangling the space ring on his finger intentionally or unintentionally.
Obviously this space ring is a symbol of identity and strength.
"Love letter, gift?"
Nalant didn't look down on the space ring that this young man had. He focused all his attention on the invitation, and his face suddenly darkened.
Then, he looked towards the other young masters in front, and sure enough he saw that those young masters were holding invitations and gifts in their hands.
These guys are currently queuing up to hand over the invitations and gifts to the guards guarding the manor.
"Don't you know that the prophet goddess already has a fiancé?" Nalant said in a deep voice.
"Of course I know, it's Narant who defeated the Bach Empire's 100,000-strong coalition."
"Speaking of which, if that Nalant was here, we really wouldn't dare to do this, but that Nalant is far away in the Storm Territory, and the fiancé is not the real husband..."
"By the way, Your Excellency, are you here to send invitations and gifts?" The young man heard something wrong in Nalant's words, and immediately asked in confusion.
However, Nalant ignored him and continued walking forward without saying a word.
"Hey, Your Excellency, what do you want to do? You are not allowed to jump in line. Look, everyone, someone wants to jump in line."
Seeing that Nalant ignored him, the young man immediately frowned.
On weekdays, they are the only ones who don't obey the rules. Today, it was rare for them to obey the rules outside the goddess's manor, but someone wanted to get in their way. Naturally, he was not happy.
"Hey, you guy, what do you want to do? How dare you join our team."
With this young man's shout, he also attracted all the young men in front of him.
Suddenly, these young men all looked at Nalant with evil expressions.
There were several young men in front who came out of the team and prepared to stop Nalant.
"You don't need to worry about what I want to do. Besides, I advise you to leave quickly before I get angry!" Nalant looked at the few young men standing in front of him expressionlessly, and said coldly.
Asked a few people to speak.
"Haha, sir, you have such a loud tone, who do you think you are?"
"Yes, is this guy stupid? Not only did he join our team, but he also dared to threaten us. Does he think he is the king of the empire?"
"Or does he think he is Narant? Haha!"
The young masters are used to being arrogant, so naturally they are not afraid of trouble.
He was even gearing up to teach Narant a lesson.
"You want to know who I am?" Nalant sneered.
"Very good, then I will tell you now, please listen carefully!"
"My name is Narante!"
"Well……"
As Nalant spoke, several young men were stunned, and the laughter stopped abruptly.
After a while, one of them frowned and said tentatively: "Sir, your name is Nalant. Which principality are you from?"
"I'm from the Storm Territory!" Nalant continued to answer expressionlessly.
"Storm... Storm Leader..."
The young masters finally came to their senses at this moment, their faces immediately turned pale, and there were faint signs of retreating.
"grown ups!"
At this time, Raymond and others who were originally standing next to the motorcade also rushed over.
"It's the Warcraft Wolf mount and the tall barbarian. It seems to be the Warcraft Wolf Legion of the Storm Territory!"
Nowadays, Nalant's reputation is well-known in this holy continent, so his Wild Wolf Knights are also well-known.
If Narant reveals his name, it cannot be 100% confirmed because not many people have seen his appearance.
But now that Raymond and others have stepped forward, there is no need to question Nalanante's identity anymore.
And the fact that Nalant is Stella's fiancé is also known to everyone.
Therefore, it is understandable that they wanted to poach someone, but they met the real owner.
"Now, is there anything else you want to say to me?"
Nalant waved his hand to Raymond and others, and continued to stare at the young men in front of him before speaking.
"No...no more, Baron Nalant, I...we...we..."
Several of the young masters were almost crying, this was an absolute cruelty in front of them.
Even the eldest prince of the Bach Empire killed him immediately.
Everyone is self-aware that their lives are definitely not as precious as that of Prince Nabach.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If Nalant gets angry and kills them in front of him, he will not be able to form a coalition to take revenge.
Therefore, there will be no place to cry at that time.
"Really? Now that I know it's okay, I just heard that you are all here to deliver love letters and gifts to my fiancée?"
Narante seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"This...this..."
Plop!
"Baron Narante, we know we were wrong, please be kind and spare us once!"
"Yes, Baron Nalant, we all know we were wrong, please go around us once!"
The young men in front of Nalant could no longer withstand the pressure and knelt on the ground with a thud.
The main reason is that Nalant has already faintly released the pressure of fighting spirit at this moment.
These young masters only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and Nalant's violent temper, which dares to kill even Prince Bach, is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Therefore, several people were afraid that Nalant would kill them all if they disagreed.
The other young masters who were a little further away from Nalant had their soles rubbed with oil at this moment.
To be continued...