Shut up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword

Chapter 198 - One Nine Eight

Dror couldn't recognize the green eyed young man before him but from the killing intent emitted by the people he knew this was the force  sent by the Alliance government.

It was Xeander who sent him a spiritual message.

" That is the eldest son of the Lomab family Maxwell Lomba, Mike Lomba's elder brother.."

Dror saw that the young man remained calm and composed unlike his subordinates who were easily agitated and emitted killing intent after seeing the enemies right in front of them.

Xeander was in complete disguise hiding his face behind the armor mask, so no one could detect his identity.

Dror was still checking out his opponent when he suddenly felt his instinct react.

He knew that no one would dare to fight in the area directly watched over by the Empire's soldiers unless they had a death wish,  but all of a sudden he could feel danger as his instinct reacted.

Dror instantly noticed another middle aged man at the back of the soldiers, he had an unshaved face and messy hair style, this guy was looking at him with a smirk on his face.

Dror could easily feel that this person was really dangerous … even among all the soldiers this was possibly the most deadliest opponent here including Maxwell Lomba.

Dror could see that five soldiers that were in the back of the group had this weird fierce aura and deeply hidden killing intent, but unlike the other soldiers who emitted an aura of hate.

These people didn't have any angry or hateful look, but their killing intent was more like they were looking at a group of prey.

Even though these five people wore the same soldier uniform as the rest of the Lomba family men, clearly they were different and more importantly all 5 of them were in the True warrior realm and the messy haired middle aged man who had a smirk on his face was at the peak of the True warrior realm, probably half a step into the supreme warrior realm.

Dror could feel that the middle aged man had an aura that was a little similar to an Elephant anthropomorph whom he had seen fighting once. Maybe this person was not as strong as that Elephant anthropomorph but this guy was strong, really strong.

Dror was not the only one that noticed the other person, both Old Zhao and Xeander also noticed the peculiar middle aged man.

Dror send a spiritual message to Xeander " Do you know that person, with the messy hair style…"

Xeander pondered a little before replaying " No , I have never heard of this person in the Lomba family or the alliance forces…. Someone with his caliber should not be a nobody…"

That is when they heard Old Zhao's voice …" the five people at the back, I don't think they are from the alliance forces… They are hired warriors, assassins or mercenaries.."

Dror asked Xeander to send their pictures to Lady Elektra to gain more information.

As Dror and the rest were discussing  internally, Maxwell spoke up.

" If it isn't our friends from the rebel forces… hah .. so you are the barbarian, I should say you clearly don't look like one… at least you have some guts and didn't chicken out  of the challenge , lets meet inside the challenge area… I too wish to experience the strength of the mighty barbarian who made my younger brother flee in distress.."

Dror was not very good at taunting his opponent or giving big speeches so, he looked towards Xeander and the rest … who gave him a cold shoulder as if it was the duty of the leader to do this kind of thing.

  Dror could only slightly laugh and say " what is this, some old novel plot. The younger one ran away so the elder one comes to challenge , will your father Manual come if you too ran away.. not that I think It matters much.."

Suddenly a silence premated the area as the tension grew.

Xeander and the rest could only curse in their heart and thought the same thing " what the fu*k, this guy looks at us so innocently as if he needs help in retorting the opponent and then he curses the opponents father as if it is the natural thing to do … I should learn a trick or two from him about taunting the opponent.."

Suddenly a laughter came from behind " Hahaha..cough, cough…."

The person quickly tried to convert the laugh into a cough but everyone present could easily see through it.

Everyone's attention changed from Dror to the last line of the Lomba family soldiers.

The messy haired middle aged man tried his best to look serious and coughed a little more before saying while scratching his head " cough.. cough.. I think I got a severe sore throat after having all those ice creams… Young master, why waste our time with these nobodies, we should proceed  as planned.."

The thin man known as monkey from the mercenary group had a red face after watching their mercenary leaders plight, His whole face grew red as if he was going to die if he held his laughter any longer. 

Maxwell had a slight change in his expression when he heard Dror belittle his father but he easily calmed down and  spoke….

"Lets see who is going to run, inside the challenge area.." 

Then he waved his hand and led his men towards a different direction.

It wasn't long before Dror and the rest also took another shuttle to enter the planet from the space station.

Other than the small hiccup caused by the sudden appearance of the enemy right before them , the whole journey was a happy and wondrous one for Dror and the rest of his men.

It was a smooth journey for the team once the shuttle landed on the Airport, there were staff of the empire waiting to receive them and they led them to their accommodation which was arranged for the war challenge participant.

The accommodation was nothing less than a whole 5 star hotel all for the whole to settle down, with all kinds of entertainment and training facilities.

After everyone settled down on the generous and luxurious accommodation provided by the empire, Xeander came to  Dror to lead him to a secret meeting.

But as they were about to depart, Dror's two personal bodyguards followed him.

Xeander could only sigh looking at both Chaow and Somachi.

Chaow no longer looked like that impulsive young man anymore , he was calm and disciplined like a veteran soldier. He was already in the 9th level of the warrior realm and wore a black saber on his waist along with his heavy armour and other equipment.

While Somachi looked calm and  composed like usual, with the faint True warrior realm aura leaking from him, he had a long bow on his back and two special arrow holders box by his waist that could compress space to hold more arrows.

He to wore a light armour suit along many other modern equipments attached to it.

Both of them were specially trained by Old Zhao to act as bodyguards as well as extra arms for Dror. They were extremely vigilant and alert about the surroundings after some kind special training specifically made for them by Old Zhao.

When Dror first met them after their training and saw how vigilant they were about the surrounding, he was was instantly reminded of many soldiers running through the forest in underwears… he could only feel a little sorry for this two young man thinking about what kind of weird training Old Zhao had come up with to make them so vigilant about every small thing in the surrounding.

In the end Xeander made everyone disguise as ordinary people before leaving their accommodation.

After sneaking away from the accommodation, they arrived at one of the suburb areas on the periphery of the big city.

Xeander led the rest into a small inn that was the meeting point for the rebel forces and their allies.

Inside one big room that has been warded by formation, three groups of people were already discussing something among themselves when Dror and his team arrived.

Dror observed the three people sitting around the table and the six people who were standing behind them.

The first person that got Dror's attention was a middle aged thin man with a black hat and  glasses on his eyes, unlike the other two people who were completely dressed in armor and were ready for a fight any time. This thin with a smile  wore an old style suit and looked completely harmless.

The thin man had black eyes and completely concealed his aura as if he was a normal person, similarly the two people standing behind him also had a similar outfit and looked like normal people.

The second person sitting around the table was an old man in red armor with two demon heads ascribed on each of his armor shoulder guards and had a serious look of a well disciplined army general, similarly the two young men standing behind him also showed a serious and disciplined expression very similar to their leader.