Chapter 36 Wearing the wrong clothes kills people

"Dean Drank is here!" During the boring conversation between Falster and Hottings, a voice came from afar outside, which made everyone in the hall extremely serious.

As the sound fell, everyone's eyes looked out. Although Hotings was also an eighth-order strong man, if it was really calculated, an eighth-order mage was definitely an eighth-order warrior in people's minds.

Although the eighth-level warrior is powerful, it can only be regarded as a single strength. It is not very useful on the battlefield, but the mage is different.

For example, Drank once used a forbidden spell to kill 50,000 elite troops of the Flame Empire on the border of Idumo.

Everyone stopped talking and stood up to look at the door, but the people who came into the door still made them all can't help but open their mouths.

Because it's not an eighth-level mage who came in, but two! One is Dean Drank, who is familiar to them, the eighth-level saint of fire and wind, but the identity of the other one makes it impossible for almost everyone present to recognize him.

But this is not the most critical. The most important thing is that the eighth-level wind mage is also too young. No matter how you look at it, this person is definitely only thirty years old.

How is it possible for such a young mage? This is everyone's opinion at this time, and even Falster was stunned for five seconds when he first saw Ye Huo.

Ye Huo was a little confused for a moment when he saw that everyone in the field opened their mouths wide and looked at him. Because Ye Huo had been living in Drank's mage tower, he had been wearing Drank's mage robe all the time, so he didn't realize how much impact the mage robe he was wearing had on these people who didn't know the truth.

"Ye Huo, didn't I tell you to change your clothes?" Drank turned around and found that Ye Huo was still wearing his eighth-level mage robe. He also felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Because he had been watching Ye Huo wear such clothes for a long time, Drake, who was used to it, did not notice anything wrong with Ye Huo at all.

But just when everyone was wondering about the identity of such a young eighth-level wind saint, Hotings once again added fuel to everyone.

I saw Huo Tings walking quickly to Ye Huo's side and directly gave Ye Huo a bear hug, and then shouted, "Ye Huo, I really miss you so much. I didn't know when I was fighting with you. It turned out that my battle was so suffocating."

Okay! After Hortings's handing, Drank directly dispelled the plan to explain, because Hortins' words were too impactful. It didn't show his own battle when you fought together.

Isn't the meaning of this sentence to tell everyone present that Ye Huo is at the same level as him?

Under the conditioned reflex of this sentence, even Falster, who knew Ye Huo's identity, was confused. Isn't Ye Huo a priest? Why did he become the eighth-level wind saint after following Drank for more than a year? Why didn't I get any news?

Falster turned his eyes to Prime Minister Gamale, hoping to get an answer from him, but he was disappointed, because Gamale was also confused at this time.

Ye Huo struggled for a long time to break free from Hotings' bear hug, and then looked at him with a very helpless expression and said, "Uncle Huo Tings, you almost suffocated me. I'm not a warrior..."

After saying this, Ye Huo also cast his eyes on everyone in the audience for the first time. Ye Huo also participated in such an activity for the first time, and almost all influential people from Izumo were gathered here.

However, under Ye Huo's eyes, everyone cast a kind look at Ye Huo. Obviously, these people also regarded Ye Huo as an eighth-level wind saint, and this saint may have some special spells to keep him young.

Ye Huo's eyes swept across the audience. Except for Gamale and Falst, the others themselves can be said to be unknown to each other.

"Well, Ye Huo, we should go and say hello to Your Majesty." Drake looked helpless at this time, because the misunderstanding was too big. He couldn't imagine how much impact Ye Huo had on these people.

After hearing Drank's words, Yeho also withdrew his gaze, and then followed Drank towards Falster.

"Hello, Your Majesty." Drake came to Falster and gave a very standard mage salute. In fact, if it's true, it doesn't have to be like this as Drake, but after all, Drake is a person who pays great attention to etiquette.

Seeing the teacher salute, Ye Huo also followed Drank to perform a very standard mage etiquette.

"Master Dranker, welcome to today's banquet." In fact, Falster is extremely entangled in his heart now, but he is a monarch after all, so he has to calm down and show a very calm look.

"Ye Huo, you..." Falster then turned his eyes to Ye Huo. Obviously, he really wanted Ye Huo to give him an explanation.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for more than a year. Your health should be completely healed." Yeho did not answer Falster directly, but asked Falster's body as soon as he met him, which made Falster not know how to pick up for a moment.

Falster took a deep breath and smiled at Ye Huo, and then said, "Now that everyone is here, let's start the banquet."

As Falster's voice fell, the nobles, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst into a powerful discussion.

"Oh, my God, do you know who this young Fasheng is?"

"I don't know. I've never seen it, but since he came with Lord Drank, he must be a very powerful saint."

"He is really handsome. I don't know how old he is."

"Yes, yes, if he is less than 80 years old, I will definitely marry him."

"Didn't you hear him call him Uncle Hotings? So he must be only 80 years old. I must ask my father to help me propose marriage."

"Fug you, you still want to marry this Lord Fasheng like that. You'd better go home and look in the mirror."

The sound of discussion made Ye Huo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He never expected that he would cause such a sensation without changing his clothes, and now it is probably a little difficult for him to explain.

Ye Huo cast his helpless eyes at Drank, hoping to get a solution from Drank, but what he got in exchange was Drank's equally helpless eyes.

"Teacher, wearing the wrong clothes is really killing people." Ye Huo smiled bitterly and said such a sentence that made Drank laugh and cry.