Rega could not remember the last time he looked in the mirror. Even when he was practicing swords in Shirakawa, he only saw the changes in his body vaguely, but he had never looked at his face like he did now.

His face was as beautiful as a river, and there was no invasion of time in the coldness. His deep black pupils contained the depth that only adults could have. The muscles on his chest were solid and tight. His hair that had not been cut for a long time drooped to his shoulders, but it was not sloppy. Combined with his proud expression, he had a kind of unruly noble temperament.

In fact, if he is the Lord of Crow Ridge, he can also be regarded as a nobleman, but the Lord of Crow Ridge must be kept in Crow Ridge to help Duran shock those with ulterior motives.

Moreover, the name of the Lord of Crow Ridge is too small. In such a city at the main city level, no one cares, and there is no way to enter the Firebird Family.

So, it’s not enough to just take a bath and wash yourself like a nobleman. He must give himself a brand new identity.

While thinking, Raiga picked up a golden wild beast fur and surrounded his waist. This was the fur of a fourth-grade golden fox, which was a rare wild beast fur that Raiga hunted in a third-grade hunting spot. It took a little effort to kill the golden fox, so Raiga left its skin as a souvenir. Apart from this skin and the silver wolf skin on Sora's neck, the other furs have been sold.

After tying the golden fox fur, Rega turned around and threw the black clothes on the ground into the fireplace.

Sora behind her made a cry of surprise. She knew that her master always valued Boss Shep's things, so she didn't understand his master's actions - Besides, her clothes were burned and she was naked, but how could she go out?

Didn't Rega know the preciousness of this black cloth? Although it had no defense, it accompanied him through sinister battles again and again. Now, he had to burn it and say a complete farewell to himself as a friend...

Seeing the black clothes gradually collapse from the fire and turn into blue smoke, Lei Jia turned around expressionlessly, pushed open the door, and walked out with great strides.

Sora was frightened.

"Master! You are..."

Sora wanted to find something for Rega that could cover her body, but she had nothing at hand. Seeing that the owner was walking faster and faster, she didn't bother to look for it and hurriedly chased her out.

When she caught up with Lei Jia, Lei Jia had already walked to the lobby of the hotel.

The hostess of the hotel, which was like a sculpture, looked behind Rega with a breathless and empty eyes, and murmured: "I should have died long ago on the day my husband and son died..."

Rega just paused for a moment, ignored everything, and rushed straight to the street.

It was afternoon, and even the most remote streets were pedestrians in groups of three or three. They all looked at the young man with a surprised look with only a fur around his crotch. They saw the young man angry, and behind him was a stunning female slave who kept shouting "master".

Rega deliberately maintained the cold anger on his face without any embarrassment, ignored anyone's gaze, took light steps without any intention of hiding.

He walked through crowded places and walked straight towards the trade zone.

More and more people were watching. At first, there were people pointing fingers and talking and laughing, but as the number of people increased, some discerning people discovered some clever details.

First of all, the female slave behind Rega carried more than a dozen packages. The female slave was rarely seen in the world, and the sound of coins in her package was endless. Secondly, Rega himself, his handsome and arrogant face, the key was the valuable fourth-grade beast fur on his waist—

How could a person who can bring such a female slave and surround his waist casually with precious fur, be an ordinary person?

The onlookers gradually became cautious, and in the end no one dared to laugh, for fear of annoying the "noble young master" who did not know how high his status was.

Clothes were originally symbols of status, but Rega deliberately did the opposite. When people were wearing clothes to abide by their own identity, they went naked to others to guess - this was more convincing than wearing a piece of clothing without aristocratic badges.

Especially Sora's anxious expression, coupled with his erect anger, makes people even more imaginative.

But the real good show hasn't begun yet-

Seeing that the curious people were almost done, Rega caught a noble carriage with a silver-edged family emblem, jumped forward, stretched out his arms and stopped him in front of the carriage.

The reason why the Yinbian nobles are blocked is that this kind of nobles has a high status compared to the common people. In the aristocratic class in the main city, the Yinbian nobles are simply insignificant. They are the ones that are prone to servitude and fear of offending the upper class, so they are very careful everywhere.

And Rega could use this kind of caution - the premise is to make the silver-edged noble in the car believe that he is really a noble.

The coachman was shocked when he saw a shirtless man jumping to the front of the car. He hurriedly tightened the reins of the horse back. The horse pulling the cart was in pain, and neighed, raised his hooves high.

The people around him exclaimed a heart-wrenching scream, and some even shouted directly: "Be careful, sir!"

Rega turned his head and glared at the man who was calling out "kindly", his eyes filled with the arrogance of the noble class. While turning his head, his body shrank back secretly, allowing the horse's hooves that passed the horse to stand safely in front of the horse.

"What's going on?!"

A manic curse came from the carriage, and then a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard kicked open the door of the carriage. "Fuck..."

Just as he was about to curse people with swear words, he encountered Raijia's cold gaze on his face, and immediately shivered, and the words he wanted to scold were stuck in his throat.

On the one hand, he was frightened, and on the other hand, as a silver-edged nobleman who was mingling in the main city, he had long been well aware of the laws of survival in the cracks of the nobles. He observed that Rega's skin was white, the fragrance of precious herbal medicine, the fur on his waist was even more expensive, and there was a little female slave who might not be able to buy tens of thousands of gold coins. The people around him also looked respectful - although he did not see Rega's family emblem, he had already confirmed in just one second that this person was a nobleman.

Rega glanced at the family emblem on the clothes of the silver-edged nobleman, and sneered in a arrogant tone with a slightly exotic accent: "Duck, silver."

A hint of anger appeared on the face of the nobles on the silver border, but then disappeared. You should know that no one in the Four Kings Continent did not know the classification of the nobles. The bronze edge represents the small lord, the silver edge represents the large lord, and the gold edge represents the upper aristocrat. Since the other party is a nobleman and he dares to laugh at his silver border, he must have a status above him.

He hurriedly changed into a sincere smile, "It's not a duck, it's a swan. I am the head of the swan family in the Moriyan Kingdom. Judging from your accent, you should be a VIP from a foreign country, right? Haven't you asked about your identity?"

Rega snorted coldly, and acted as if he was disdainful of communicating with a low-level nobleman like Yinbian.

"Tell me, where can I buy clothes?"

Rega deliberately looked at the piece on the Silver Bian nobleman, then frowned and added: "I mean a really decent dress."

The nobleman from Yinbian looked down at the clothes he had made for 500 gold coins. Even such clothes were not seen by the other party. How big is the other party’s background?

Could it be... a prince?

The Yinbian nobleman shivered immediately, not daring to think about it, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Your Excellency, there is a high-level tailor shop in Moriyan City. The owner has some personal relationship with me. I believe he will definitely meet your noble requirements. If you don't dislike me, please take my carriage. With such a noble body, you can let these untouchables on the road see it. It is the sin of us local nobles--"

Rega looked at the carriage with a luxurious decoration and showed a disgusting expression. He thought gloomyly, and finally nodded helplessly, turned to his female slave and shouted: "What are you still standing there? Get in the carriage and check if there is any danger!"

Sora was stunned for a moment, then got into the carriage, and after a while he stuck his head out, "Master, there is no danger, come up quickly, it's so comfortable."

"Slave! I don't know!"

Rega scolded him, and then he reluctantly got into the carriage.

The silver-bian nobleman who was smiling also wanted to follow the car, but was kicked by Rega, "You lead the way in front! Duck!"

“Yes, yes!”

The Yinbian nobleman fell down and quickly got up amid the laughter of the crowd. His face was always filled with a sincere smile and no embarrassment, as if it was not himself who was kicked out of the car just now, but another person.

"I am a nobleman of this city, so I should lead you."

The Yinbian nobleman asked in fear and fear: "I don't know if you are from--"

Rega turned his head arrogantly and waved his hand impatiently to shut up. "Is your carriage made of paper? It's floating and leaking! The smell of horses is poured in - forget it, there's nothing to talk about with a little noble like you, I just keep my breath."

Lei Jia closed his mouth with a stern face, and the dissatisfaction and arrogance on his face were extremely obvious, which made the Silver Border nobles dare not ask questions again.

The carriage drove quickly, Rega and Sora sat calmly in the carriage, while the Silver Border nobleman followed behind panting, his lungs almost burst into gasping. His legs had not done such a violent running exercise for a long time, his knees were weak and sweating all over, but in order to leave a good impression in front of Rega, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

More than ten minutes later, the carriage finally stopped. The Yinbian Noble sighed as if he was relieved, and held the carriage, his legs trembled constantly due to the loss of strength. Rega walked out of the carriage with high spirits, and glanced at the nearly exhausted Yinbian Noble. He sneered in the posture of a winner of the running competition: "Silver Duck."
Chapter completed!