Alien Summoning System

Chapter 70 Acting Lord
Outside the tree house, Old Jack looked at the self-proclaimed handsome middle-aged man and his subordinates with an ugly expression. what's going on.

Seeing Ren Tingting and Gloria walking together, Zhuo Ao suddenly had a very strange feeling.

"Who is he?" Zhuo Ao looked at the middle-aged man, and asked the elf beauty beside him. This middle-aged man, who seemed to be brainless and arrogant, actually made him feel the power of the qi technique, which meant that This person has the ability to threaten him.

"He is the lord of Punk Town, Jeter Krijona." The elf maid obviously had a very bad impression of the lord, and when she spoke, she had a very ugly expression on her face.

"Oh?" Zhuo Ao looked at Jeter, he didn't expect that he bumped into this impostor on the first day he came to Punk Town, it could be considered fate.

"Don't get excited, as the mayor of Punk Town and the lord of this territory, I think it is an excellent lord's duty to understand the life of the people in the town, and I just want to invite these two beautiful I don’t have any other intentions to visit my castle.” Jeter’s handsome face, aside from the arrogance and arrogance that cannot be concealed, the appearance of this fake lord is definitely a handsome old man .

"Sorry, Mr. Jeter, please allow us to decline your invitation." Gloria said lightly, stretched out her hand to hold Ren Tingting, and walked straight towards the tea restaurant.

Two burly swordsmen blocked the door, blocking their way.

"I'm really sorry." Jeter smiled and looked at the beautiful backs of the two women, with a flash of greed in his eyes: "Although it is a bit abrupt, I suspect that the two of you may be related to the disappearance of elves that has been raging in the town recently. I hope the two can cooperate with our investigation."

"Take them back to the castle." Behind Jeter, a swordsman who looked like a captain said to several swordsmen expressionlessly.

"Come with us." A swordsman reached out and grabbed Ren Tingting's shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Ren Tingting frowned slightly, and slapped her in disgust.

"Pfft~" Although it was just a slap, Ren Tingting's strength is so strong, how can a city guard who can't reach a fourth-level swordsman be able to bear it? Under the inconceivable eyes of everyone around, the chest of the city guard was completely sunken Going down, the body soared into the air and flew a distance of three feet, his eyes were staring angrily, with a sense of confusion and unwillingness, and the pupils had already slackened.

The scene became silent in an instant. Even Jeter, who was a holy swordsman, had a look of surprise on his face at the moment. The city guards were not strong. In addition to the strength of the swordsman, the others are only at the third level. These are already the elites of the Punk Town Guards. For him, he naturally has the ability to kill casually, but looking at a slender The sweet girl killed an elite of the city guard with a casual palm, but this visual shock surprised him. He knew very well that the black-haired girl just now did not have the slightest vindictiveness or magic fluctuations, that is to say, it was all by herself. How strong a physique is needed to achieve this step.

After being slightly startled, Jeter looked at Ren Tingting brighter, and said with a sneer, "Miss, I now suspect that you are related to the elf disappearance case, please cooperate with our investigation."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab Ren Tingting, who can easily kill a Tier [-] fighter, and there is no need for a Tier [-] swordsman. Jeter is going to do it himself to tame this girl with strange powers. If she trains her well in the future, she will say It may bring unexpected surprises to the family.

"Strong strength means crime. As the strongest 'lord' of Punk Town, should I clarify for myself first?" A palm stretched out from the side, grabbing Jeter's palm that was stretched towards Ren Tingting, With a sneer on Zhuo Ao's face, he looked at Jeter, deliberately biting heavily on the word lord.

"Who are you?" Jeter wanted to break away, but found that the opponent's hand was like cast iron. Even though he tried his best, the opponent's hand didn't even move. Look at Zhuo Ao.

"Answer my question!" Zhuo Ao's eyes turned cold, and he felt the opponent's fighting spirit surge, and his inner strength also surged out at the same time.

"Joke, I am the lord of Punk Town, how could I do such a thing to my people?" On Jeter's thick arms, with the continuous surge of fighting spirit, all the veins bulged.

"Sorry, except for your strength, your behavior and personality hardly remind me of a noble nobleman. I would like to ask, can you show your identity certificate to prove your status as a lord?" Zhuo Ao said with a face. With an indifferent smile on his face, he looked at Jeter: "As far as I know, the lord and title of Punk Town were the final rewards of the Raisen City Fighting King Competition a year ago, but you didn't seem to be a contestant at that time! "

"Presumptuous, I'm a member of the Golden Family, Earl, don't I have the qualifications to control such a small town?" Jeter said angrily.

"I've never heard of it." Zhuo Ao shook his head: "Besides, a high title and a lord's status seem to be two different things, and the lord of Punk Town should be a baron, right?"

"Leysin City has been reduced to a dead city. The lord who was awarded the status of lord at the beginning is likely to have died. My lord status was awarded by Ares himself!" Jeter's fighting spirit surged all over his body, and he finally used all his fighting energy. Struggled out of Zhuo Ao's hand, fixed his gaze on Zhuo Ao: "Who are you?"

"Even if Ares is the Governor of Leysin Province, he doesn't seem to have the right to deprive any lord of his territory, does he?" Zhuo Ao looked around and didn't immediately show his identity certificate. When the life and death of the lord is unknown, there is nothing wrong with Ares appointing an acting lord. Even if he presents the certificate of the lord now, given the situation in this town, it is difficult for him to be recognized by everyone, whether it is a foreign race or a human being. It's not the right time to reveal your identity now before you get the wrath of heaven and people.

"That is to say, your identity is actually just acting lord." Looking at Jeter's ugly face, Zhuo Ao said indifferently.

"This is just a small town. If the lord doesn't show up for a lifetime, will I be the acting lord for the rest of my life?" Jeter said with an ugly expression.

"As an earl, a tenth-level powerhouse, you only want to be the lord of a small town. I have to say, whether you are a nobleman or a powerhouse, your ideals are really surprising." Zhuo Aoyao Shaking his head, he looked at Jeter with a look of indignation.

"You..." Jeter's face turned black. As a descendant of the Golden Family, this was already an insult, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that he couldn't refute it.

"My lord, I think it's time for you to leave. This is my property. Now, because of your abuse of power and intention to indecently insult the townspeople, I am very disgusted with your inferior character. Therefore, my restaurant, no You are welcome, and please leave." Zhuo Ao led Gloria, Ren Tingting, and Old Jack, and entered the restaurant amidst the wanton laughter of a group of alien races around.

Jeter looked at the restaurant's slammed door, his face flushed. Since birth, as a descendant of the golden family, this was the first time he had suffered such an insult.

Hearing the wanton ridicule of a group of orcs and dwarves around him, Jetson stared coldly at him. However, it is okay for ordinary people to be afraid of his power, but a group of orcs who are afraid of chaos in the world simply stare back. Don't buy it.

These damn aliens, one day, I will take the family warriors and wipe you out!

Cursing these damned aliens viciously in his heart, Jeter led a group of city guards towards his castle in a somewhat ashamed manner.

On the second floor of the tea restaurant, Zhuo Ao looked at Ren Tingting and Gloria who seemed to be getting closer: "I'm curious, how do you communicate?"

Ren Tingting looked at Zhuo Ao playfully: "Among the secret arts of the witch tribe, there is a spirit technique that allows me to communicate with others directly through the soul."

"I'm back because your wife wants to hire me." Although she couldn't understand what the two were talking about, seeing Zhuo Ao's eyes from time to time, Gloria said calmly.

"Actually, between you and me, there is no need to talk about this." Zhuo Ao looked at Gloria, sighed softly, pushed back the gold card left between Gloria and said: "Me and Tingting, for business I don’t really understand, and I still need your help in the future, you know, old Jack is unreliable.”

No matter what, old Jack and Gloria are his few relatives in this world, especially after experiencing this separation and reunion, Zhuo Ao is very fond of this friendship.

"Hey, Zhuo Ao, you say that, it will make me very sad." Old Jack looked at Zhuo Ao with dissatisfaction and said.

"I know, you are a person who does big things, so how can you care about such small things?" Gloria looked at Zhuo Ao, with inexplicable sadness in her heart, and said calmly.

Is it a big deal?
Zhuo Ao looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, he had no idea about any major event, he just simply didn't want to wander with him after Yazi arrived.

(End of this chapter)