Alan turned around following the sound.
When his eyes met with the beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes, he was slightly startled.
There were three young men following this young lady.
Am, Phil and Sean are all trial-takers and elemental sorcerers from the Randolph family.
"Pamela, why are you here too?"
Tanya asked in surprise.
"Haha... This is also the question I wanted to ask you."
Pamela's smile was still as domineering as ever.
Tanya frowned, turned around and whispered to Alan, "Pamela and the others, are they the helpers you found?"
"It has nothing to do with me. I'm also curious about how she knew that the dragons and giants would go to war today." Alan replied in a low voice.
A fragrant breeze wafted by my side.
Pamela ignored Tanya's "hen guarding her food" look and approached Alan with a smile on her lips and a hint of teasing in her eyes.
"Alan, tell me first who asked you to come, and I will tell you which friend you got the information from."
Of course Alan couldn't reveal Fengyue's details.
I was wondering.
It is unlikely that Pamela has any connection with the "Holy Spirit Society", so there is only one channel left to get the intelligence of today's battle in advance.
If nothing unexpected happens, Pamela should have established a relationship with a dragon vein sorcerer and shared trial information.
Ellen only hoped that her informant was not Phoebus, otherwise there would inevitably be conflicts in the future.
"You won't exchange information with me? Haha... you stingy guy!"
Pamela curled her lips.
"I'm not as stingy as you. I'm not giving you two a piece of advice for free."
"Your ogre and tauren bloodlines are too humble in the giant society. You are not qualified to enter the castle and participate in combat meetings. You can only wait outside the gate to receive orders."
"The four of us have all obtained the blood of the giant spirit."
"Giant spirits are distant relatives of the giants. They are the third class in the local caste, similar to stone giants, frost giants, and fire giants."
"So, you four are qualified to participate in the combat meeting?" Tanya asked, suppressing her anger.
"Just barely."
Pamela tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and spoke in a calm tone that revealed a hint of showing off.
"Although our status is not high and we cannot sit at the same table with the Cloud Giant officers, at least we can stand and listen, and understand the battle plan firsthand."
"If you are polite to me, I will generously share information with you."
"How can I be polite to you?" Tanya asked coldly.
"At the very least, you should have the tact to stay away from us when I'm talking to Alan in private."
"Bah! You're dreaming!" Tanya couldn't stand it any longer. "Pamela, I don't know what your intentions are with Alan, but as long as I'm alive, you're doomed to fail!"
"Haha... Madam Vice President, this is not up to you!"
Pamela once again showed that trademark, extremely annoying half-smile.
Tanya gritted her teeth and was about to explode, but was stopped by Alan.
"Sister, there's no need to bother with her. Let's go into the castle hall and attend the combat meeting."
"Junior brother... I'm afraid our bloodline is not qualified to enter the Royal City Conference Hall."
No matter how unconvinced Tanya was, she had to admit that Pamela did not lie to her.
She had personally experienced at the recruiting office how the Cloud Giant officers treated the lower castes.
"It doesn't matter, just change to a more honorable identity."
"Change your identity?" Tanya was stunned. "You mean using magic to transform? But the registration information..."
"On my registration information, I wrote that I had the bloodline of a storm giant, but the recruiting officer didn't even look at it carefully before she just stamped my application," Alan said calmly.
Holding Tanya's hand, he hid in a secluded corner.
Recalling the physical features of the storm giant, he began to transform.
Alan's ogre wizard bloodline gives him the ability to transform.
Can transform into any giant up to six meters in height.
The reason why it is limited to six meters is that the height of an adult ogre wizard usually does not exceed this standard.
Allen's Behemoth bloodline also gives him the ability to transform, allowing him to turn into a roc.
After the two bloodlines were fused, the transformation abilities became inclusive and enhanced.
Now, Alan can transform into a giant at will with a height of no more than thirty meters - the average height of an adult Behemoth.
The Storm Titans, while admittedly tall and mighty, had an average height of no more than twenty meters, which was within the range of Eren's transformation.
In the blink of an eye, Alan turned into a young and handsome Storm Titan.
Violet skin, silver-grey eyes, and wearing a warlock's robe that dances in the wind.
The graceful manner and elegant posture were imitated vividly.
Tanya stared with her eyes wide open, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.
"Junior brother... are you sure you can get away with this?"
"My transformation talent is similar to the 4th-level 'Transfiguration'. It perfectly imitates the Storm Giant at the species level. There is nothing wrong with my bloodline test. I just don't have the spellcasting ability of the Storm Giant. After all, that requires awakening later in life."
Alan said slowly.
"The war is coming, the situation is urgent, no one cares about these trivial matters, and it won't be a problem to muddle through."
"Well...even if you can pass, what should I do?"
Tanya shrugged and spread her hands, looking depressed.
"I can't turn into a storm giant...How about you go into the meeting hall of the royal city by yourself, and I'll wait outside?"
"Sister, didn't you awaken the 'Transformation Technique' and the 'Giant Transformation Technique'? With these two spells combined, you can change your appearance and accompany me into the city."
"How exactly will it change?" Tanya asked in confusion.
The 2nd level "Transfiguration" can only transform into a creature with similar bloodline to the caster.
Tanya is first and foremost a human, and also has the blood of a giant-horned minotaur and a petrified bull.
She can transform into any human form, including a man, as well as a giant-horned minotaur and a petrified bull.
However, none of these changes could improve her caste among the giants and make the guard look at her with higher regard.
"Sister, first cast the 'Giant Transformation Technique' and transform yourself into a giant bull."
"I'll lead you back to the castle gate and tell you that you're my mount."
"I am a pretty boy. As a Storm Giant Warlock, it is reasonable for me to subdue the rare beast, the Ironclad Bull, and tame it as a mount."
"With my noble status, I deserve to ride into the city on an armored bull. What do you think, Senior Sister?"
"I think... you deserve a beating!"
Veins popped out on Tanya's forehead and her fists hardened.
Although she was angry, she really couldn't think of any other solution.
If she let Alan go into the city alone, she was worried that Pamela would bully her junior brother when she was not around to watch him.
Thinking of the terrible consequences that might happen when Alan and Pamela are alone together, Tanya feels a sense of crisis!
For the sake of precaution, I had to suppress my embarrassment and reluctantly accept Alan's bad idea!
Seeing his senior sister's reluctance, Allen couldn't help but recall the time when he was in the meditation world.
He was forced by his sister Kelly to turn into a black panther and serve as her mount.
So, he could understand Tanya's feelings.
However, this did not stop him from bullying Tanya.
The senior sister, who is usually cool and dignified, turns into a cow for him to ride on, which is also a kind of fun outside the boudoir.
"Damn it! I'm ridden by you at night and I'm ridden by you during the day. When will it be my turn to be the master?"
Tanya complained angrily.
"Senior sister, as long as you are interested, I can turn into a monster for you to ride at any time, day or night, I don't mind."
Alan smiled and consoled.
"Bah! I don't want to play this perverted game with you! It's so embarrassing!"
Tanya was humiliated.
…
After a moment.
Alan, with a completely changed appearance, rode the mighty and domineering armored bull back to the castle gate.
"My name is Pretty Boy. I'm a trial participant from the City of Origin and also a level 6 Storm Giant Warlock."
"With my noble blood, I think I am qualified to sit with the generals and participate in the battle meeting against the dragon."
Alan sat on the bull's back and looked down at the giant guards proudly.
The guards were intimidated by his aura and were at a loss for what to do.
The giants watching from all sides, including Pamela and the other three, were also filled with astonishment.
"Haha!" Pamela suddenly laughed out loud and murmured to herself, "You are worthy of being me, Alan. Only you can do such a daring and ridiculous thing!"
"Miss, should we expose his disguise?"
The fire giant warlock Phil asked Pamela in a low voice.
Pamela gave him a sidelong look.
The cold look made Phil's heart tremble!
"What good will it do us if we uncover Alan's tricks?"
"This..." Phil was speechless for a moment.
"Don't come up with such bad ideas that hurt others and yourself in the future!"
Pamela said solemnly.
Phil was silent.
He could hear the unconcealable anger in the eldest lady's scolding.
This made him confused. Even if he came up with a bad idea that hurt others and himself, the one who was harmed was Alan, and it would not affect Pamela's own interests. Why was she so angry?
It seems that Pamela cares more about Alan than she appears to care about...
The news of the visit of the Storm Giant Warlock spread quickly and alarmed Norman, the garrison commander of the royal city.
This tall and elegant cloud giant general was wearing silver armor, had a smooth grey complexion, and had long hair tied into a high ponytail that fluttered even without wind.
The most eye-catching thing is that General Norman is wearing an exquisite silver mask on his face.
"Silver Mask" is the nickname of the general.
Allen jumped off the bull and looked at General Norman who came out to greet him.
It is natural to think of the various "masked men" in previous anime works.
The common characteristic of this type of characters is that they are very pretentious.
From this perspective, "Silver Mask" Norman is probably a pretentious guy who is not easy to deal with.
General Norman stopped and looked at Allen with his shoulders crossed.
There was a hint of doubt in his light golden eyes.
"General, I am born into an ancient sorcerer family. My noble bloodline can be traced back to the Bronze Age..."
Norman suddenly raised his hand, interrupting Alan's self-introduction.
"Haha! Family background and bloodline may be fake, so they are not credible."
"My respected trial-taker friend, if you want to enter the meeting hall of the royal city, you must show some real ability."
Tanya, who had transformed into an armored bull, couldn't help but feel anxious when she heard General Norman publicly questioning Allen's fake identity.
"I told you long ago not to play such clever tricks! But you refused to listen to me. Are you embarrassed now?"
Tanya scolds Alan through telepathy.
Unexpectedly, this stinky little brother, even though he had been exposed, still pretended to be calm and composed.
Tanya watched from the side, getting anxious and stamping her feet.
Alan patted the bull's head and reassured his senior sister not to worry.
A test of real ability, right?
Alan smiled.
True gold fears no fire.
If you had just said that you could get the corresponding treatment based on your real ability, why would you have gone through so much trouble pretending to be of a high caste?
"General Norman, how do you want me to prove myself?"
"It's very simple. Just cast a 6th level spell, lightning, electricity, or wind!"
"Don't tell me that you, as a sixth-level warlock who has awakened the blood of the storm giant, don't even know 'Chain Lightning'!"
Silver Mask, with a cold voice.
The 6th-level spell "Chain Lightning" is the Storm Giant's signature skill.
Storm Giant Blood Warlock, promoted to level 6, with a 90% chance of awakening this magic.
If Allen insisted that he was one of the 10% exceptions, he would probably not be able to convince Norman and others.
Alan doesn't know how to chain lightning, but that's okay.
"Chain lightning? Haha... General, you are asking me to cast this common magic that any storm giant can do. Aren't you humiliating me?!"
Norman was slightly stunned, and said in a deep voice: “I don’t mean that, but you have to prove yourself and deserve my courtesy.”
"I can prove myself, but a mere chain lightning is not worth my practicing in public and lowering my status."
"So, how do you want to prove your identity?" Norman asked coldly .
"I have a 7th-level lightning skill that is stronger than Chain Lightning. General Norman, do you dare to come down and check it out in person to see if I am bragging?"
Alan looked directly at Norman, unabashedly challenging him.
So many people were watching nearby, waiting to see the show, including outside trial participants.
Norman didn't give Allen face, but he himself was very concerned about his reputation, so of course he couldn't be timid.
He gritted his teeth and responded to Alan's challenge seriously: "I can accept your challenge!"
Isn’t it just a 7th-level thunder-type martial art?
As a cloud giant, Norman possesses level 7 electrical resistance and level 7 lightning resistance (sonic resistance), and is confident that he is invincible.
The other party might really be a warlock who has awakened the bloodline of the storm giant, but that doesn’t matter.
The important thing is that this kid is a trial-taker from the outside world!
General Norman really doesn't like these foreign mercenaries!
They disobey orders and act on their own, and for the sake of profit, they may even betray their own camp and join the evil dragon!
Every trial-taker is an annoying troublemaker!
If General Norman was not afraid of offending the City of Origin, he really wanted to issue a military order to prohibit the trial-takers from entering the battlefield between the giants and the dragons to disrupt the situation!
The reason why he was rude to Allen from the beginning and openly questioned his bloodline was also a manifestation of this xenophobia.
The young and energetic warlock responded to his doubts in the most intense way, which gave him a good opportunity to make an example of others and establish his authority in front of other trial-takers.
General Norman certainly would not miss this opportunity.
He still had his arms crossed in front of his chest, looking relaxed, waiting for Alan to make his move.
When it comes to showing off, Allen follows a principle.
It would be best if everyone stopped pretending, treated each other honestly, and communicated on an equal footing.
If you insist on showing off, don't blame me for slapping you in the face!
Bang!
In full view of everyone, Alan raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The graceful movements brought about earth-shaking thunder!
Boom! !
The giants watching nearby were caught off guard and were knocked down on the spot!
They all covered their ears at the same time, their faces full of horror!
My mind is blank!
Am, Phil and Sean also changed their expressions and were frightened.
The roar of thunder caused by Alan's flick of his fingers was deeply shocking!
Pamela looked solemn.
The look he gave Alan had a subtle hint of meaning.
Opposite Allen, General Norman had been knocked down by thunder.
The silver mask on his face shattered into pieces.
Revealing a face that looked... quite ordinary.
Norman's appearance can only be described as not ugly, but his looks are not commensurate with his status.
He usually wears a mask and acts mysteriously, successfully creating a mysterious aura and leading people to speculate that he is a handsome man.
At this moment, the mask was broken, lost its mysterious aura, and was immediately reduced to its original form.
Everyone who saw his true appearance couldn't help feeling disappointed.
"Tsk! It turns out that pretentious Norman is just average looking, not as handsome as me!"
There were many giants at the scene who had this idea.
Invisibly, the awe of this general was reduced a little.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Norman got up in embarrassment, feeling ashamed and angry!
"You are cheating!"
"The move you just used... was not a pure 7th-level lightning skill, it also contained a hidden force field attribute!"
Norman's lightning resistance can offset the 7th-level lightning bombardment, but it cannot withstand the force field impact.
Due to a moment of carelessness, I suffered a great loss and made a fool of myself in public.
In response to his accusation, Allen sneered.
"What? In front of so many witnesses, you can't stand losing and refuse to admit that this move of mine is a lightning-type martial art?"
"I admit that this is a lightning-type martial art, but it's not entirely true!"
Norman's frustrated defense, to the onlookers, only confirmed his unwillingness to lose and drew a round of boos.
Especially the giants of low caste, who had long been fed up with this pretentious and pretentious person, hid in the crowd and made a fuss, not afraid of being retaliated by Norman.
"General, I have never emphasized that this move is a pure lightning-type martial art. Friends present here can all testify for me."
"In addition to the lightning attribute, I have other characteristics. Doesn't this prove that I am stronger than ordinary storm giants and more worthy of your respect?"
"In fact, after I knocked you down, you didn't spit blood or get seriously injured, and you were able to stand up and talk. This is the result of my showing mercy."
"Excuse me, General, with this move 'Thunderbolt Finger', am I qualified to enter the meeting hall of the royal city as a storm giant and receive the treatment that the highest caste should enjoy?"
Alan's questioning put Norman in an awkward situation.
Originally, he wanted to use Allen as a stepping stone to establish his authority in public.
Kill the enthusiasm of the foreign trialists and warn them to follow orders and not cause trouble.
The result was counterproductive and he became a stepping stone for the other party to establish his authority.
The mocking looks from the crowd deeply hurt his self-esteem.
Norman was extremely reluctant to submit to Allen.
However, if you don't keep your word in front of so many people, wouldn't it seem that you are narrow-minded and lack the magnanimity to tolerate others?
Just when I was struggling, a teleporting light rose up beside me.
The priestess who had previously presided over the sacrifice in the temple walked out of the teleportation array.
Norman bowed quickly and saluted the priestess.
Storm Giant Priests rarely interfere in military and political affairs, but this does not mean that their power is undermined.
The cloud giants are merely agents hired by the storm giants, like managers of large companies.
When something really big happens, the major shareholders still have to make the decision.
This priestess is the major shareholder who usually does not care about the affairs of the company.
Norman is a beneficiary of the giant caste system, but he must strictly abide by this system and dare not be disrespectful to the priestess who is of a nobler caste than himself.
"Master Priest, there is some trouble here. Please rest assured that I will handle it properly..."
"General Norman, no need to explain." The priestess waved her hand, "I already know the whole story."
"So, what you mean is...?"
"This handsome young man is a descendant of our Storm Giant clan. Of course, he is entitled to be treated with courtesy."
The priestess confirmed Allen's identity in public, so no doubts were allowed on this matter.
Alan thanked the priestess and took Tanya into the meeting hall of the royal city.
Norman still couldn't swallow this anger in his heart, and when the crowd dispersed, he couldn't help but complain to the priestess in a low voice.
"Master Priest, are you sure that boy is a Storm Giant Warlock? I always feel that something is wrong with him..."
"Okay, don't worry about these details anymore."
The priestess interrupted him impatiently.
"Norman, you still haven't grasped the key to the whole thing."
"It doesn't matter whether the pretty boy is a real storm giant or not."
"The important thing is that the handsome guy is very strong. We need his strength and use him to fight the dragon!"
"No matter if he is a fake or not, as long as he stands on our side and can bring us benefits, we can tolerate him."
"On the other hand, if he stands on the side of the evil dragon, even if he is my biological brother from the same mother, I will refuse to acknowledge him as a true storm giant! Do you understand?!"
"Norman, don't make a big mistake just to save your own face and force this powerful ally to go to the evil dragon!"
The priestess warned in a stern voice, which made Norman's heart tremble.
He quickly lowered his head and replied, "Master Priest, I understand!"
"That's good to know."
The priestess nodded and disappeared into the teleportation array.
…
Norman adjusted his mindset and returned to the conference room.
Respectfully, Alan was invited to take a seat.
Alan accepted the offer with aplomb.
During the break of the meeting, I accidentally saw Pamela and others standing in the corner of the hall listening, like a group of minions, and I couldn't help but laugh.
Panthes is a kind man. He repays evil with kindness and a great man does not bear grudges against villains.
"General, those four warlocks are all my friends. Can you let them sit down and rest to save their energy for the upcoming battle?"
"Since he's your friend, of course there's no problem!"
Norman ordered the servants to bring chairs for Pamela, Am, Phil and Sean.
"Also, my mount must not be treated badly."
Alan stroked the armored bull that his senior sister had transformed into and made another request.
"From night to day, she has been ridden by me. She has worked hard."
"Please bring a soft blanket and spread it at my feet so that my little cow can lie on it and rest her feet."