Who taught him to restore his country like this?

With a double A certification like Byron, learning seventh-tier magic is only a matter of time. As long as he doesn't die, he will surely become famous in the future.

Reggie, unaware that Ron had taken a liking to their president, was undecided: "I need to consult Lord Byron."

Ron nodded, signaling her to go and ask for permission.

Reggie stepped down from the carriage.

Before long, she led Byron back to the carriage.

"Haha, brother, you have good taste! No problem, you'll be the vice-captain of the Skywalker Mercenary Group from now on," Byron readily agreed.

He was worried about how to compensate Ron for the two high-grade magic crystals he had lost, so he was naturally overjoyed when Ron made this request.

Ron joined the Skywalker Mercenary Group, so we're all family now. Why talk about money when we're family?

Seeing that Byron was getting a little out of line, Reggie quickly nudged Byron in the side with his elbow.

But Byron, in his excited state, didn't react at all.

Fortunately, the man's attention was not on Byron.

At this moment, Ron watched the changes on his personal information panel. Amid Byron's hearty laughter, a few words appeared in the "Affiliated Faction" column.

Name: Ron Rheinter

Race: Human

Age: 17

[Level: LV.24]

[Affiliation: Kingdom of Lah (King), Skywalker Mercenary Group (Vice Leader) "Switch"]

[Territory: Kingdom of Lah]

……

Ron successfully obtained a second identity.

He can now switch between two identities at will. As long as he gets a return scroll and the Heavenly Disciple Mercenary Group establishes another base, he can teleport there at any time.

Of course, he has only planted a seed so far; it is still a long way off before he reaps the rewards.

The Heavenly Disciples Mercenary Group might disband halfway through.

Without achieving a certain level of brand recognition, even with a strong foothold, the message cannot be transmitted.

In order to help the Skywalker Mercenary Group do better in the future, Ron decided to send them a talented person.

After all, apart from Byron, none of the other four had an A-level talent.

He looked at Byron and said, "When you leave, take that orc girl named Renee with you. She has a great talent for cultivation. If you train her well, she will definitely become a major force in your mercenary group in the future."

Hearing such high praise from Ron, Byron happily agreed.

He's already brought four girls, so he wouldn't mind bringing one more.

"When are you planning to leave?" Ron asked.

Byron looked at Reggie.

“Tonight,” Reggie replied.

Ron nodded, then got out of the car, called Renee over, and said to her, "From now on, you will train with them. Come back when you become stronger."

"Yes, I will definitely work hard in my cultivation." Renee nodded excitedly, unaware of what this parting meant.

She thought that Ron had recognized her talent and specially arranged for someone to guide her in her training.

And so, the Skywalker Mercenary Group took Renee away.

And her two friends.

Will we ever have a chance to meet again?

Before leaving, Byron asked in a heavy tone.

"Who knows?"

Ron said something indifferently, then turned and left.

Chapter 20 I am willing to bear the sin of starting something and then abandoning it.

"Alright, I should start thinking about how to make a runaway now."

After seeing off the Skywalker Mercenary Group, Ron returned to the square and looked at Kertia, who was sitting in a corner of the square.

If it weren't for this woman, he would have chosen to run away tonight, just like Reggie.

Surrounded by formidable enemies, the battlefield is ever-changing, and every second of delay increases the danger.

Escaping now is definitely the simplest and safest option.

However, that would mean he could only go to the Kingdom of Orantia.

Although he did intend to go to the Kingdom of Orantia next, he did not want his whereabouts to be tracked so easily.

Otherwise, while the Emerald Kingdom might be unable to deal with him, the Orantia Kingdom certainly could.

The Kingdom of Orantia must be very interested in the secret of how he was able to restore his kingdom after his defeat. Perhaps someone is already waiting for him on his way to Orantia.

The current situation is like being caught between a rock and a hard place.

To avoid putting himself in a passive position, Ron decided to try something exciting.

He walked towards Keltia, sat down next to her, and said, "Your Holiness, could you do me a favor?"

Kertia glanced at him briefly before looking away.

“Don’t you want to know how I escaped the shackles of slavery?” Ron tempted.

Kertia stared expressionlessly at the civilians who were singing and dancing in the square.

Having already been fooled once by someone who doesn't keep their word, she wouldn't fall for it a second time.

"Hey."

Ron stood up, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and sighed, "I know that because of my departure without saying goodbye last time, the Holy Maiden will no longer believe me. Now that I am imprisoned, it is also the God's punishment for me."

With his back to Kertia, he gave a self-deprecating smile: "I had long expected this day to come, and I was prepared to face death. If my death can appease the Holy Maiden, then it will be my atonement for my past mistakes."

He glanced back furtively.

Kertia took a bite of the bread in her hand without reacting.

What a cold-blooded and heartless woman.

No way.

Ron had no choice but to resort to his trump card.

He took something out of his pocket and sighed, “It’s a pity that after I die, Grove will become a slave to others.”

Keltia's expression changed instantly, her eyes fixed intently on the marriage contract Ron held up, her astonished gaze seeming to ask, "Why is this marriage contract still here?"

Wasn't the engagement dissolved?

wrong.

Upon closer reflection, Glovia never explicitly stated that the engagement had been dissolved; it was all just her own speculation.

The engagement has not been dissolved!

Seeing that Kertia finally reacted, Ron slowly took a step forward, making it seem as if he was about to leave.

"stop!"

Keltia stood up and angrily retorted, "You despicable, shameless, and untrustworthy scoundrel! If you don't want Grovi to become a slave, then dissolve the marriage contract now. Stop pretending to be all high and mighty."

Ron stopped, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips. He slowly turned around and said, "Your Holiness has misunderstood me. I also want to break off the engagement, but Grove disagrees. I can't be the kind of person who starts something and then abandons it."

He looked completely innocent.

“Nonsense!” Kertia’s chest heaved violently. “It must be you, you shameless scoundrel, trying to morally blackmail Grove.”

"Your Holiness, you have misunderstood me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Glovi when you get back." Even though Kertia saw through him, Ron still acted as if he had a clear conscience.

Kertia's body trembled slightly.

If it weren't for the rules of the War of the Gods, she would definitely have stepped forward and knocked this shameless scoundrel to the ground, stomping his ugly, punchable face under her feet.

"You must dissolve the marriage contract now!" she demanded.

“That won’t do,” Ron refused righteously. “I, Ron, would never be the kind of person who starts something and then abandons it!”

"Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

"But what does it matter if we bear the stigma of starting something and then abandoning it for the honor of the Kingdom of Lah?"

"..."

……

The cold moonlight shone through the clouds and fell on a corner of the gray mist.

Five figures dressed in dark clothing that blended seamlessly with the gray fog moved silently toward the heart of the gray fog territory in the forest on the eastern border.

They were scouts from the Emerald Kingdom, sent to investigate the situation inside Gray Mist Territory and the whereabouts of the dozens of cavalrymen who had entered Gray Mist Territory that afternoon.

At this time, Blackrock Territory had already assembled an army of 20,000 from the Emerald Kingdom, but the gray fog that filled the sky in Gray Mist Territory was too eerie, and coupled with the uncertainty about the enemy's specific strength, they dared not attack rashly.

To ensure the success of this reconnaissance, the Emerald Kingdom specially prepared stealth equipment that could reduce their presence and conceal their aura.

The five scouts dared not be careless and cautiously moved forward.

As they continued to probe deeper, they soon spotted the dozens of cavalrymen who had entered Gray Mist Territory that morning.

They were all fully clothed and lying on the ground.

Five scouts quickly checked all the cavalry in the vicinity.

After they gathered, they shook their heads at each other.

Not one of them survived.

These people had no wounds on their bodies and died very mysteriously.