Who taught him to restore his country like this?

However, having a base is not enough; without recognition, you cannot teleport.

Test its brand awareness.

Ron locked the teleportation coordinates onto Honest Reggie and used a Town Portal Scroll.

If the Skywalker Mercenary Group is not well-known enough, or if Reggie is not in the territory, there will be a message indicating that teleportation is not possible.

Ron didn't have high hopes for a successful teleportation.

After all, the Heavenly Disciple Mercenary Group only has Byron as a fourth-level martial artist, and the rest are still weaklings. How much fame can they make?

Just as I was thinking this, the scene before my eyes was completely covered by white light.

When his vision returned, he was no longer in the wooden house that was about to be compressed into a pile of ruins.

After a brief moment of surprise, Ron pinched his chin and gave a "that's interesting" look.

At this moment, he had left the Eternal Illusion and the City of Dawn, and arrived at the stronghold of the Heavenly Disciple Mercenary Group.

The rising sun from the east had not yet shone into this valley.

However, the gradually brightening sky was already enough for the eyes to see many things clearly.

A faint light shone through the blinds into the dimly lit room, casting dappled shadows on the floor and bed.

Near the door, a beastman girl wearing a black crop top and sprawled out was still fast asleep.

Meanwhile, the other orc girl sleeping on the inside was standing by the bed, slightly bent over, her hands gripping the waistband of her shorts.

At this moment, she seemed to be trapped in an eternal illusion, frozen in place, her brown eyes reflecting the figure standing at the door.

Under her gaze, the man's physique and appearance rapidly changed, eventually transforming into an old man with a weathered face and gray hair.

Then he muttered "interesting" to himself, turned around and left the room.

'Are you hallucinating because you're too tired lately?'

After a while, Reggie came to his senses and rubbed his eyes.

'Did I just see that... tyrannical... His Majesty?'

Chapter 86 Hesitation Leads to Defeat

Reggie thought for two seconds and then shook his head.

Impossible. Yesterday's newspaper said His Majesty was in Orantia. It's impossible for him to have arrived in the Lionheart Kingdom so quickly.

It must be a hallucination!

Reggie breathed a sigh of relief.

She took off her shorts and quickly changed her clothes.

He went to the bedside, covered Renee, who was still fast asleep, with the blanket, and left the room quietly.

At this time, apart from the mercenaries patrolling and standing guard, few people in Grey Wolf Valley are out early.

Reggie walked toward her work area.

Now that the Tiantu Mercenary Group has grown stronger, as its treasurer and liaison officer, she has a lot of work to do every day.

She didn't complain; on the contrary, she was happy that she could help.

Sitting in his usual office seat, Reggie's mind calmed down.

The large wooden desk was bathed in the soft, warm light of the morning sun, and several stacks of files and ledgers awaiting processing were neatly stacked on it.

The air was filled with the dry scent of paper, mixed with the cool, dewy fragrance of grass and trees coming from outside the window.

Account reconciliation, commission settlement, approval of material allocation applications, and drafting of liaison letters with clients are her daily tasks.

She skillfully picked up the top list of recent mercenary group supply purchases, spread it out, and traced clear lines of ink with her fingertips. With her other hand, she picked up a finely sharpened quill pen, dipped it in the ink bottle, and held it up.

The sunlight slowly rose, casting a thin beam of light through the blinds onto her focused profile. Her long cat ears twitched slightly, filtering out the occasional, indistinct commands for changing shifts from afar.

The tip of her tail unconsciously twitched gently behind the chair, like a pendulum, a habitual movement she made when she was deep in thought.

"The enemy is about to come knocking on our door, what's the point of doing all this paperwork?"

Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears.

"scare!"

Reggie was so startled that he jumped up.

So engrossed in her work, she didn't even notice when someone entered her office.

She quickly created distance, her tail bristling and standing upright, staring fiercely at the person who had suddenly appeared in the office.

The man sat sideways on her desk, holding a file she hadn't yet approved, flipping through it with a bored expression.

Reggie couldn't gauge the strength of the person in front of her and was certain that the other party was not a member of the Skywalker Mercenary Group. Just as she was about to call for help...

The other person casually tossed the file aside, stood up, and faced her, saying:

"Instead of doing such pointless things, let's think about how to expand our forces and get them to fight."

"Uh……"

That sound...

This face...

The fierce expression on Reggie's face gradually froze.

It was a face weathered by time, covered in wrinkles.

She had seen it.

I saw it in a hallucination when I woke up this morning.

Do not!

That was not an illusion.

"Your Majesty Ron?"

Reggie called out cautiously.

"it's me."

Ron walked over and sat down in Reggie's seat.

His voice changed from that of a boy back to that of an old man.

The second-tier skill, [Sound Imitation], allows you to produce any sound, but it cannot be copied. To perfectly imitate a person's voice, you need to practice a lot.

"Is it really you?"

Reggie looked at Ron in disbelief: "How did you get here?"

"Can't I come?"

"Of course."

Reggie stood respectfully behind Ron.

Fear of Ron was ingrained in her bones. Even though the Skywalker Mercenary Group now possessed considerable strength, she dared not be disrespectful to Ron in the slightest.

“But…aren’t you in Orantia?” Reggie asked, somewhat confused.

The newspapers all say that you must save the Kingdom of Orantia.

Ron didn't answer her question, but asked, "What about Byron?"

"The commander has been summoned by Duke David's eldest son to Silver City for a meeting," Reggie replied.

“This is clearly a trap, didn’t you stop him?” Ron said.

During his time working at Reggie's office, he used his newly learned Tier 3 skill, Stealth, to leave Grey Wolf Valley and take a trip to a nearby town.

They gained a basic understanding of their own position, as well as the history and current situation of the Skywalker Mercenary Group.

Grey Wolf Valley is located on the outskirts of White Bear Town in the Thorn Territory of the Lionheart Kingdom.

More than half a month ago, Duke David of Thornland went missing on his way to the capital to meet the king. His eldest son was supposed to temporarily take over as lord to stabilize the situation.

However, the Duke's second son launched a coup to seize the position of lord.

Byron happened to arrive in Thorn Territory at this time, helping the Duke's eldest son defeat several mercenary groups that supported the Duke's second son, quelling the rebellion, and making the Skywalker Mercenary Group famous, thus recruiting many people.

You could say they got incredibly lucky.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, with the support of the Duke's eldest son, the Skywalker Mercenary Group will rapidly grow in the Thorn Territory and rise to become a B-rank mercenary group with two thousand members.

However, just a few days ago, the Duke's second son, who had fled, borrowed troops from somewhere and returned to fight back.

The battle lasted for several days, but suddenly news came that the two princes had made peace.

Byron was then summoned by the Duke’s eldest son, who said there were important matters to discuss.

Other supporters of the Duke's eldest son were also summoned.

The air of conspiracy couldn't be clearer.

Reggie pursed her lips. She naturally sensed that this might be a conspiracy, and she tried her best to stop him, but Byron insisted on going.

"Forget it, let's just ignore him."

Seeing Reggie's complicated expression, Ron, knowing Byron's character, stood up and asked, "Can you command these mercenaries?"

Reggie hesitated for a moment, sensing that Ron was up to something again.

She wanted to shake her head, but when Ron stared at her with those captivating red eyes, she finally nodded out of fear.

“Very good, go and gather everyone, get your weapons ready, and put on your armor,” Ron said.

"What are we gathering everyone for?" Reggie asked cautiously.

"Of course, we're going to take down White Bear Town."

Ron said calmly.

Isn't this a self-evident truth?

"Silver City has definitely been taken over by the Duke's second son. The Duke's eldest son is likely to be in grave danger, and the forces that previously supported him will certainly not have a good end either."