Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

"There must be some misunderstanding here!" Alonso could only bite the bullet and say. He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, but he felt a burst of helplessness in his heart.

If the person speaking was Rhine Hallen, he might have directly replied: "It is your honor that my great-grandson has taken a liking to your female apprentice."

"Bullshit, you've been following us for days." The blindfolded old man directly cursed, losing all the demeanor of a powerful expert he had just displayed.

Alonso was also angered and was about to explode when Soren hurriedly shouted, "Great-Grandfather, don't get excited, there must be some misunderstanding here."

"This master, when I first saw your disciple, I was very interested in the runes on the black box on her back. I wanted to buy it from her, but my subordinates were ignorant and disturbed you. Please give me a chance to apologize, and please be merciful and release my subordinates." Soren's voice was urgent and sincere, trying to quell the impending conflict.

Alonso said unhappily, "The entire empire belongs to my family. We can go wherever we want. Do we need to stalk you?" His words carried the pride and majesty of royalty.

Subsequently, the blindfolded old man also became angry. He didn't back down and directly started arguing with Alonso from afar.

The voices of the two resounded through the clouds, and the intensity of their words stunned the onlookers.

No one had expected that these usually aloof and powerful experts would now be arguing like street ruffians.

Anka and Hiltin, who had arrived with their personal guards, couldn't help but reveal embarrassed expressions when they saw this scene.

"Old geezer, don't be shameless. If you're not convinced, let's have a fight," Alonso provoked.

The blindfolded old man also refused to be outdone, saying, "Let's fight then."

No sooner said than done, the two flew directly into the sky.

Two figures crisscrossed in the air amidst fierce sword energy and blazing magical energy, with sword light flashing and flames raging.

The blindfolded old man looked majestic, pointing his fingers in the air. An unparalleled magical power was instantly released, and a sword beam shot out from his fingertip with unstoppable momentum.

Alonso also refused to be outdone. The magic staff in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and magical power surged like a dragon soaring into the sky, instantly contending with his opponent's power.

Both sides exuded an imposing aura, and the powerful energy fluctuations caused the clouds in the sky to churn continuously.

Sword energy and magical energy constantly collided, sparking dazzling fireworks and illuminating the entire battlefield in red.

A brilliant sword light streaked across the sky, cutting through the scorching magical flames and rushing towards the opponent with destructive energy.

Alonso sneered and waved the magic staff in his hand. A huge magical energy罩罩 covered his entire body, blocking the impending fatal blow.

Both sides quickly switched moves, with sword light and magical energy intertwined, and tens of millions of sparks erupted in the air, showcasing a fierce confrontation.

The atmosphere of the battle was tense to the extreme, and the eyes of both men revealed full of fighting spirit and determination.

Their movements were realistic and fast, as if a fierce battle of swords and magic transformed into waves was being staged on this sky battlefield, making people couldn't help but be captivated by it.

The collision of sword energy and magic constantly resounded, shaking the entire battlefield and causing everyone to look sideways.

Looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the sky, with energy fluctuations overflowing, Soren sighed helplessly and shouted to the black-robed woman on the lighthouse not far away, "Madam, this is really a misunderstanding. Can we call our elders down together and stop fighting?"

Melulan was also a little helpless. Her teacher had a fiery temper, and she didn't expect the Saint-level expert who came to also have such a fiery temper.

She looked at the two people clashing fiercely in the sky, her heart filled with worry.

If the two really fought to the point of no return, then Toros Harbor would be in danger.

This already not prosperous port might suffer a devastating disaster in this battle of experts.

Melulan asked unhappily, "Can you call your people down?"

Soren silently shook his head. Both of them sighed at the same time, and a sense of helplessness and powerlessness spread between them.

Soren asked again, "Is my subordinate okay?"

Melulan shook her head and said, "He's fine!"

Melulan suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Do you have any good wine? Maybe I can call my teacher down."

Soren's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a bottle of distilled brandy from his space ring and shook it at Melulan: "Madam, may I have the honor of inviting you for a drink?"

Melulan's eyes also lit up, and she jumped directly from the lighthouse and walked towards a public platform not far away.

Soren had just made a move when he was stopped by Hiltin and Anka.

"Your Highness, be careful of a trap!" Their faces were full of worry and vigilance.

Soren waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of propriety."

Soren and Melulan sat opposite each other at a wooden table on the public platform.

Soren gently unscrewed the cap of the brandy bottle, and the rich and mellow aroma instantly jumped out like an elf, quickly filling the surrounding air. He elegantly poured a glass for Melulan first, and then poured a glass for himself.

Melulan picked up the wine glass, first gently sniffed the charming aroma, then took a sip, and a look of intoxication appeared on her face. She couldn't help but praise: "This wine is really good, the taste is mellow, and the aroma is long-lasting, making people have endless aftertaste."

Soren said with a smile: "It is a great honor for this wine to be praised by you, madam. Actually, I have always looked forward to having such an opportunity to sit down and communicate with you peacefully."

The two were silent for a moment. Soren took the lead in breaking the silence, and his eyes were filled with sincerity and apology: "Madam, today's situation is indeed due to our improper handling, which caused many misunderstandings. I hope you and your teacher will forgive us. I guarantee that similar things will never happen again in the future."

Melulan frowned slightly, her eyes showing a hint of helplessness: "Actually, my teacher and I don't want to cause trouble either. We just want to live peacefully. It's just that your people followed us first, and my teacher has always had a fiery temper. Once he gets that momentum, he can't stop it."

Soren nodded, expressing his understanding: "I fully understand your and your teacher's feelings. It was our rash actions and inconsiderate consideration that led to the current situation. But I am really interested in the runes on the black box on your back. Those runes are mysterious and unique. I wonder if you can enlighten me a little? Even a little hint would be good."

Melulan hesitated for a moment, her expression a little embarrassed, and finally said: "These runes involve the core secrets of my sect, so it is really not convenient to reveal too much. Please forgive me."