Who taught him to restore his country like this?

"Lord Alpha."

The carriage immediately responded.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage door opened, and a girl with a somewhat gloomy face stepped down from the carriage, bowing slightly to Alpha in a respectful greeting.

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

Alpha nodded in response and then introduced Ron.

Ron looked at the gloomy girl.

[Name: Ye]

Race: Human

Age: 15

[Level: LV.58]

[Affiliation: Unnamed]

[Growth Talents: Physical (A), Strength (A), Energy (B), Speed ​​(A), Vitality (A)]

It has plenty of A's, but no S's, so it's still lacking compared to Alpha's royal lineage.

"Lord Alpha, who is he?"

As Ron sized her up, she was also staring back at him.

Because Ron had changed his appearance to avoid being seen, she didn't recognize the person in front of her as the one who had sat next to Talulah in the hotel earlier.

“Don’t be rude!” Alpha said.

"Yes."

Night bowed its head.

"Please forgive this child's rudeness."

Alpha apologized to Ron.

"It's alright."

Ron waved his hand slightly, his gaze passing through the open car door to see the person sitting inside.

“That person is in the carriage,” Alpha said.

"Ah."

Ron nodded and climbed the ladder into the carriage.

"Don't let anyone in."

Alpha explained to Night.

"Yes."

Night responded.

Alpha then entered the carriage.

Ye looked up at the closed car door, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Could the person who could command such respect from Lord Alpha be the one who bestowed upon Lord Alpha the blood of the omnipotent king?

Inside the carriage.

Ron scrutinized the woman sitting in the back row.

She wore a high-necked blouse and slim-fitting trousers, showing off her shapely figure. Her slightly wavy, flaxen short hair fell to her shoulders, concealing the magic-suppressing collar around her neck.

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

Alpha kept her by his side for two reasons.

First, the woman in the white coat has not escaped the control of the Bruwerman Empire. If she leaves, and those researchers come looking for her based on the shackles of enslavement, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Secondly, she didn't know how much longer the woman in the white coat had to live, so keeping her by her side would make it easier to immediately begin researching the universal royal blood and treat her after obtaining it.

Name: Sally

Race: Human

Age: 16

[Level: LV.48]

[Affiliation: Bruveman Empire (War Slaves)]

[Growth Talents: Physical (B), Strength (C), Energy (A), Speed ​​(C), Vitality (A)]

At 16, she was considered old among the experimental subjects of the war slaves.

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

However, those slave research labs didn't have a better option.

It's already difficult to find test subjects with royal blood, and it's even harder to find those under the age of 14.

The experimental subjects were already quite good at fifteen or sixteen years old.

'To be captured by those people in the War Slave Research Lab and become a researcher, one must possess outstanding talent in the fields of alchemy and analysis.'

Ron, filled with anticipation, picked up a knife and cut his palm. He then pinched the woman named Sally's cheek, forcefully opened her mouth, and let the blood drip into her mouth.

Sally instinctively wanted to vomit, but the moment the blood flowed into her mouth, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in her empty eyes, and her nerves became excited.

She tilted her head back, her throat bobbing as she swallowed the blood that flowed into her mouth.

She then stood up and pressed her lips to Ron's palm, sucking hard.

Alpha's face darkened, and he stepped forward, intending to pull away the woman who was stealing... and lacking manners.

Ron raised his hand to stop Alpha, indicating that it was alright.

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

He didn't withdraw his hand until the words "Bruwerman Empire" changed to "Kingdom of Lach".

Alpha immediately stepped forward, took Ron's hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped and cleaned it.

Sally looked longingly at Ron's withdrawn hand. Although she still wanted it, the bond between master and servant created by the shackles of enslavement prevented her from taking any further rash actions.

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

Ron looked at her and asked.

"My name is Sally, and I come from the Kingdom of Sia."

The woman in the white coat stared blankly at Ron as she answered his questions.

"Why did they arrest you?" Ron continued to ask.

“They asked me to concoct a potion, and then they invited me to join them, but I refused,” Sally replied.

Sure enough.

Those researchers of war slaves were drawn to Sally's alchemy skills.

"Can you brew high-level potions?" Ron asked.

"meeting."

well.

Ron nodded in satisfaction.

It seems there's no need to find other alchemists to concoct the Soul Transfer Potion.

He used his derivative technique to examine Sally's life essence and determined that she should be able to live for another half month, enough to sustain her until his next restoration of the kingdom.

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

Alpha's strategy involves having its members infiltrate various magic academies, casting a wide net, which is bound to yield results.

But doing so is too inefficient; Sally probably won't live to see that day.

Ron thought about it and decided to slightly change his strategy for restoring his kingdom in Thorn Ridge.

"Alpha, regarding the royal family's cooperation, do you have a clear objective?"

As Ron removed the magic-suppressing collar from Sally's neck and the restraints on her hands and feet, he asked.

Alpha shook its head.

"Please give me your instructions."

She knew Ron must have good advice to ask such a question.

“Princess Laura of the Lionheart Kingdom is at Windmark Academy in the magic capital. You can go there and cooperate with her,” Ron said.

"As for how to cooperate... find an opportunity to tell her that the two dukes of the Lionheart Kingdom... no, the three dukes intend to rebel. They have already turned one mage directly under the royal family against them and are plotting to assassinate another mage directly under the royal family."

Ron said calmly.

According to the original storyline, at this point, the royal family of Lionheart Kingdom and the people of the three duchies had already gone to war and were locked in fierce fighting.

The reason why the war has not yet started is that the Thorn Territory has deviated from the original plot, and its troops have not yet arrived.

First, after the Duke of Thornlands 'disappeared', who wanted to inform on the Duke, the second son of the Duke, who was secretly supported by the two Dukes, should have killed the eldest son of the Duke and taken over Thornlands.

However, the interference of the Skywalker mercenary group, which shouldn't have been there, allowed the Duke's eldest son to win the first battle.

Later, the Duke's second son returned and swiftly seized Silver City. He could have used the Heart of the White Lion to gradually take control of Thorn Territory.

However, the rebellion of the Heavenly Disciples Mercenary Group disrupted his carefully laid plans, so he is now unable to send troops to the capital.

The other two dukes are probably cursing now.

After all, by inviting foreign aid to attack the Lionheart Kingdom and tying down the royal forces, the cost of each day of delay was enormous.

Ron assessed that if they could delay for another three or four days, the two men would realize they couldn't take Thorn Territory and would seek another ally to launch an attack on the capital.

Ron originally planned to take advantage of their war and lack of attention to himself to rebuild his kingdom in Thorn Territory, comfortably gain experience for ten to fifteen days, and then take advantage of the chaos to steal all the Lionhearts.

However, now, in order to obtain the royal blood, he plans to change his strategy.

“Tell her this information in the form of a transaction. Don’t rush to take the goods or whether she believes you or not. Just leave her a way to contact you,” Ron said.