Who taught him to restore the country like this?

The girl looked at the approaching Alpha and shouted respectfully.

Then she turned her head slightly and looked at a tree behind Alpha.

Behind the tree, Ron was a little surprised that his position was precisely locked.

The girl was only level 30, yet she was able to detect him even though he was using the third-level skill "Stealth" to conceal his presence.

"Let's go move around."

Alpha saw that the girl had noticed Ron, she didn't explain, she just said.

"Yes."

The girl bowed slightly, then turned and left.

Since they were carrying an uncontrollable war slave along the way, Alpha only allowed them to rest outside the town.

Only when supplies were insufficient would she let the children take turns going into the town for a while.

After the girl left, Ron walked out from behind the tree.

"Is this the child you plan to send to the Magic City?" he asked, looking in the direction the girl left.

"Yes," Alpha nodded. "Her name is Brenda, and she has an excellent gift for psychic perception."

Although there are many royal families gathered in the Magic City, it is still difficult to contact them without a certain level of strength and status.

So this time she came out, she brought out all the outstanding children with magical talents in the organization.

Ron nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Please come with me."

Alpha walked to the carriage in the middle of the three carriages and called out softly.

"night."

"Master Alpha."

A response came immediately from the carriage.

Then the carriage door opened, and a girl with a somewhat gloomy face got out of the carriage, bowed slightly and saluted Alpha respectfully.

"Her name is Ye, and she possesses excellent assassination skills."

Alpha nodded in response, then introduced Ron.

Ron looked at the dark girl.

[Name: Ye]

[Race: Human Race]

【Age: 15】

[Level: LV.58]

[Faction: Unnamed]

[Growth Talents: Body (A), Strength (A), Essence (B), Speed ​​(A), Life (A)]

There are a lot of A's, but no S's. It is still a little inferior to Alpha's royal bloodline.

"Master Alpha, who is he?"

She was staring at Ron as he looked her over.

Because Ron had changed his face to avoid being seen, she could not recognize that the person in front of her was the one who was sitting next to Tallulah in the hotel just now.

"Don't be rude!" Alpha said.

"Yes."

Ye lowered his head.

"Please forgive the child's rudeness."

Alpha apologizes to Ron.

"It doesn't matter."

Ron waved his hand lightly, looking through the open car door and seeing the person sitting inside.

"That person is in the carriage." Alpha said.

"Ah."

Ron nodded and stepped onto the ladder into the carriage.

"Don't let anyone in."

Alpha explained to Ye.

"Yes."

Ye Yingdao.

Alpha then entered the carriage.

Ye raised his head and looked at the closed car door, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

Could it be that the person who could make Lord Alpha so respectful was the one who bestowed upon Lord Alpha the universal royal blood?

In the carriage.

Ron studied the woman in the back seat.

She was wearing a high-necked shirt and slim-fitting trousers, and her figure was exquisite. Her short, slightly curly flaxen hair fell to her shoulders, covering the magic-suppressing collar around her neck.

Her hands were tied behind her back and her pupils were dull.

Alpha took her with him for two reasons.

First, the woman in white has not escaped the control of the Bruviman Empire. If she leaves, those researchers will come to her with the shackles of slavery, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Secondly, she didn't know how long the woman in white would live, so she kept her with her so that after obtaining the royal blood, she could immediately start developing the universal royal blood and treat her.

[Name: Sally]

[Race: Human Race]

【Age: 16】

[Level: LV.48]

[Faction: Bruviman Empire (War Slave)]

[Growth Talents: Body (B), Strength (C), Essence (A), Speed ​​(C), Life (A)]

At 16 years old, he was considered old among the war slave experimental subjects.

Without the support of royal blood, the transformed war slaves can only live for two months at most.

However, those war slave laboratories had no better choice.

It is difficult to find experimental subjects with royal blood, and even more difficult to find those under the age of 14.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old experimental subject is already very good.

"To be captured by the War Slave Research Lab and become a researcher, he must have outstanding talent in the fields of alchemy and analysis."

Ron was looking forward to it. He picked up a knife and cut his palm, then pinched the cheek of the woman named Sally, opened her mouth with a little force, and dripped the flowing blood into her mouth.

Sally instinctively wanted to spit it out, but the moment the blood flowed into her mouth, her empty eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light, and her nerves became excited.

She tilted her head back, her throat rolling as she swallowed the blood flowing into her mouth.

Then she stood up and pressed her lips against Ron's palm, sucking hard.

On the side, Alpha's face darkened. He took a step forward and wanted to pull away this stealing... and ignorant woman.

Ron raised his hand, stopped Alpha, and signaled that it was okay.

He watched Sally with interest and let her suck and lick his palm.

He didn't withdraw his hand until the words "Bruveman Empire" were transformed into "Rah Kingdom".

Alpha immediately stepped forward, took Ron's hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and began to wipe and clean it carefully.

Sally looked at Ron reluctantly as he pulled his hand back. Although she still wanted it in her heart, the master-slave connection brought by the slave shackles prevented her from making any more reckless moves.

"What's your name? Where are you from?"

Ron asked, looking at her.

"My name is Sally, and I'm from the Kingdom of Shia."

The woman in the white coat looked at Ron with empty eyes and answered Ron's questions.

"Why did they arrest you?" Ron continued.

"They asked me to make a potion, and then they invited me to join them, but I refused," Sally replied.

Sure enough.

Those war slave researchers were attracted by Sally's talent in alchemy.

"Can you make advanced potions?" Ron asked.

"meeting."

well.

Ron nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that there is no need to look for other alchemists to make the soul-transforming potion.

He used derivatives to explore Sally's life source and found that she should be able to live for another half a month, which was enough to last until he could restore his country next time.

However, the source of the royal blood used for transformation is a problem.

According to Alpha's strategy, let the organization members infiltrate the major magic academies and cast a wide net, and there will always be gains.

But this is too inefficient, and Sally is afraid that she won't be able to wait until that time.

Ron thought about it and decided to slightly change the strategy of restoring the country in Thorn Ridge.

"Alpha, regarding the royal family you're collaborating with, do you have a clear goal?"