When he saw the man on horseback coming behind Ryan, Thorf's eyebrows relaxed for a moment. Even though he was wearing a black robe and covering his face with a cloak, Ryan was keenly aware of Thorf's emotional changes.

Ryan continued to hold the staff and asked in a low voice: "Tong, who is here?"

The identity of the visitor was definitely unusual, otherwise Thorf's mood would not have changed so quickly in an instant.

The system replied calmly: "He is the son of a grand duke who has good relations with the ruler of the City of Light. He is also one of the future candidates for the grand duke. He is also a senior magician with a distinguished status, equivalent to the prince of the City of Light.

identity."

Ryan's expression under his cloak remained unchanged, "What about his personality?"

If you have a good personality, make friends; if you have a bad personality, make friends.

System: "He is the most 'kind' person living in the City of Light. He is loved and respected by many people, and is known as the 'Generous White Feather'."

"Each Grand Duke has his own fiefdom, but his son is actually the most 'kind' person in the City of Light... It's interesting, but this title does sound very charitable."

When Ryan heard the words emphasized by the system, he pursed his lips slightly, secretly releasing magic power.

Thorf glanced at the tip of Ryan's staff that was slightly lowered, and then looked at Ryan with extremely sincere eyes. He once again saluted him with a very respectful attitude, "Dear Mr. Hughes, I once again beg you to forgive me."

My rude behavior just now is my fault."

Just when Ryan was about to take back the staff and accept Thorf's apology, as the last word of Thorf's voice fell, he could hear the light armor driving the spear, the ground shook slightly, and the suppressed and neat sound of horse hooves came from Ryan

Came from behind.

Ryan stood indifferently and turned sideways, and then saw a group of white cavalry on white horses, wearing silver helmets and silver light helmets.

At the front of this majestic cavalry team, the leading knight captain is following a young aristocratic mage with a noble temperament wearing a white silk robe. A golden staff is suspended next to the young aristocratic mage.

, with a straight waist, riding elegantly sideways on a horse whose body is as white as light.

All the cavalry in this team are equivalent to high-level magicians, and the white horses under them are all level 5-6 monsters.

Even if the young aristocratic mage deliberately restrains his aura, he can still make others realize that he is an advanced light magician. The white horse under his body is a level 7 monster. Although it is not as noble as Pegasus and unicorn, it is still difficult to detect.

Obtain, can assist and increase the power of light.

The young mage on the horseback is the son of the Grand Duke mentioned by the system just now. He has blond hair and blue eyes, a high nose, and gentle and affectionate eyes, which makes it easy for people to fall in love with him. He is taller than the normal mage, and his body is

The corners of the silk robe were also inlaid with magic patterns with gold threads, and precious mithril was woven into threads to outline the family emblem. A holy white feather was floating in the air on the left chest.

In addition, there is a pure white bird of light resting on the right shoulder of each knight. The armor on the left chest of the knights is printed with the same family emblem as the young mage's robe.

The first time he saw this young mage, Ryan felt that he was very 'noble'. It was not the nobility of a nobleman, but the nobility of being rich.

The armor uniformly worn by cavalry should be made by human forging masters. Its practicality is not as good as the intermediate armor forged by dwarves. Although it is more brittle and easier to wear and tear, it is more expensive. Its best feature is that it is not easy to stain with dust.

, and it is not easy to be contaminated with dirt. It is one of the special equipment used by nobles to support the scene.

The cavalry are so luxurious, not to mention the robes worn by the young noble mage. The emblem outlined with mithril alone is worth thousands of gold coins. In addition, there is the staff inlaid with a ninth-level light-type magic beast, which is the most valuable.

It is still the pure white feather on the young mage's chest, which exudes holy brilliance all the time. It can also increase the wearer's affinity with the light element and the speed of magic recovery.

But in general, Ryan was not envious in his heart. Even when he saw this group of cavalry and mages, his heart was completely unmoved.

The robe, staff and feather on the chest of the young mage are not as effective as Ryan's staff that can transform.

Moreover, after seeing and getting to know Isidore, Ryan didn't have any special feelings when he saw the same type of young man, nor did he have too many thoughts about the holy light surrounding the young man, and his intuition told Ryan that this person was very troublesome.

Of course, this is just Ryan's personal feeling.

In addition, after the noble young mage and the group of knights approached, Ryan heard many enthusiastic cheers. Looking at the reactions of the surrounding residents of the City of Light, it seemed that they were cheering all the way when they entered the city.

Ryan, who felt something was wrong, whispered in his mind: "Tong, why didn't I hear cheers or loud exchanges from passers-by just now?"

The exchanges and cheers were only heard after he saw this noble young man.

System: "Have you seen the petal hidden in his sleeve? It is a special high-level magic item that can absorb most of the noise and protect him from the interference of cheers and pursuits. Although this will also make him

The perception is greatly reduced, but with the knight's guard, the two can offset each other in some way."

"It's so luxurious. This kind of item shouldn't be cheap. There's absolutely no problem if you can draw ten in a row for me three times."

Ryan lamented: "But a person like this who is rich and has a high status should indeed be loved by many people. He must also have a lot of troubles every day."

System: "More than just admiration, I am also worried that I have too much money to spend."

Ryan: "?"

It’s a little interesting, just a little bit really!

The moment the young man stopped his horse and Ryan turned slightly to look behind him, the knights took the initiative to disperse and clear the place. The nearby residents who were cheering and cheering left as usual, and a few of them were still hiding in the distance to peek.

The young aristocratic mage sitting on the white horse has a straight waist slightly bent, and the silky blond hair that reaches the waist of his back hangs down at the tip of his ears. He holds the staff hanging by his side with holy eyes, looks down at Ryan and says: "Respect

Mr. Magician, I am Patrick, the light magician. It is a great honor to meet you here."

After finishing his words, Patrick glanced at Thorf, then looked at Ryan again, and continued in a friendly tone with a hint of nobility: "I don't know what my servant Thorf has done to anger you.

As a senior mage, please allow me to apologize to you for him."

Patrick put the staff on his chest, straightened his slightly bent waist again, sat on the back of the white horse and looked down at Ryan, "Please also allow me to apologize to you for Thorf. As compensation, you can offer any equivalent,

What I can do for all the things he did."

Ryan's brows under his cloak gently pressed his eyes, and his sense of Padrick suddenly dropped to the bottom of the abyss.

Although Patrick's voice was gentle and his words were nice, he was actually exploring his attitude towards this matter, and he didn't even ask about the reason for the conflict.

Moreover, if Padrick fails to answer this question, he will easily be despised. After all, this is a condition that takes the face of the mage and businessman as an equal.

To say it low makes people look down upon, to say it high makes people feel rude. After all, the identity Ryan currently uses is just a high-level magician. Even if he is still a high-level businessman, when facing an archduke

If you really put forward slightly rude conditions when you are a child, it will directly give people the feeling of being greedy and deliberately causing trouble.

Even though it was a vest that was only used once, and even though Padrick's gentle questioning tone was used, the arrogant attitude that could not be hidden still greatly affected Ryan's impression of this city.

After all, the system has said that Padric is the most 'kind' person in the City of Light. Although Padric has protected his servant Thorf, kindness is not necessarily the kindness of character...

The character of the rest of the people is unimaginable.

City of light, villains, or this should be a city of hypocrisy.

Meeting Padrick was an accident, but it seemed that Hughes' vest would be lost in less than seven days.

When dealing with people he really didn't like, Ryan was not as good-tempered as he appeared. He did not directly answer Pegasus's words, but calmly retracted the tip of his staff and whispered quietly and respectfully, "

It turns out that this is how the City of Light treats people."

Padric did not answer and kept smiling. As the son of the Grand Duke, he was always proud by nature.

Thorf only thought that Ryan was timid. Just as his eyes were slack and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, Ryan stretched out his other hand from his wide black sleeve and exchanged the hold of the loose staff in his right hand.

The pendant rope hanging around his neck broke, and when Ryan's slender left hand stretched out from his sleeve, a ring as bright as starlight and surrounded by a mysterious aura appeared on his slender index finger.

The moment he saw the ring, Padric's eyes changed slightly. Although he didn't take it seriously, his arrogant attitude on his face slightly subsided.

The fingers wearing the Void Certificate held the staff wrapped in the breeze. The deep illusory starlight made the staff a little more noble. Ryan took off the outer cloak with his right hand, revealing the mysterious businessman's cloak hidden inside.

When the mysterious businessman's cloak was combined with the Void Witness, even if Ryan stood in front of them, Padrick and everyone else could not identify Ryan's aura, could not tell his true level, and felt an inexplicable sense of great oppression in their hearts.

Wearing a wide black cloak, Ryan's waist was still straight and elegant, and he said to Padrick in a cold and noble tone: "Originally, I wanted to make a deal with the City of Light, but since you don't take the void and the Lord of the Void seriously,

, then it seems that it is not necessary now."

The Lord of Nothingness is a more special existence than the Lord God. The key is that he is still alive.

The moment Ryan finished speaking, a starry abyss appeared in the sky above his head. In the void, it seemed as if someone was quietly staring at Patrick.

The moment he realized he was being stared at, Padrick began to have difficulty breathing and was unable to resist. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he covered his chest with his hands in pain.

The sight from the void clearly did nothing, but seemed to be staring at his death.

And not only Padrick, except for the residents of the City of Light who did not surround him, including Padrick and all the knights and Thorf, they were unable to move and felt uncomfortable all over.

Ryan: "?"

Ryan didn't notice the light of the abyss above his head. Looking at the group of people with painful expressions in front of him, he hesitated and asked in his mind: "Tong, what's wrong with them? Are they going to get into trouble just because of a word?"

He obviously just wanted to use the Lord of Nothingness to intimidate them. There was no need to be so cooperative, really.

It made Ryan feel like he was super powerful.

The system replied in a subtle and complicated tone: "How about you look at the top of your head?"

Ryan's doubtful eyes raised slightly, and he saw a beautiful and familiar starry sky in the burning clouds and mist.

"The stars are quite beautiful, they remind me of the world of nothingness."

Ryan gently stroked the staff with his fingers, his expression calm but slightly panicked inside. He looked motionless at Padrick, who was about to fall off the white horse, and asked in a low voice in his mind: "President, could it be Bris?"

Are you secretly helping me build momentum?"

The scene was too big and different from what he expected.

"Only you and Padrick can see this void. As a special existence, the majesty of the Lord of the Void cannot be violated."

System: "Because of what Padrick added to your words, Void Abyss has determined that they have indeed committed rude behavior towards you, a mysterious businessman who is protected by the Lord of Void... and are receiving the gaze from the abyss. If

If you continue to say the last two sentences, it may lead to empty judgment."

Ryan: "What kind of trial?"
To be continued...