Who taught him to restore the country like this?

Singer came over and looked at Ron with admiration in his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work these days."

Ron looked at the seriously injured Singer, stretched out his hand and placed it on the wound on Singer's chest, transmitting life energy.

Although derivation is not a medical skill and cannot heal injuries, it can provide vitality to the body, stop the wound from worsening, and heal faster.

"Thank you, Mr. Thomson."

Feeling the life energy transmitted by Ron, Singh expressed his gratitude.

"Where's Reggie?"

After stabilizing Singer's injuries, Ron stopped and asked.

"Mr. Thomson, please go and rescue Miss Reggie."

Raphael came hurriedly at this time.

"What's wrong, Miss Regis?" Singer's expression became serious.

After he discovered that something had happened at the city gate, he immediately went to the Public Security Department to gather guards and rushed to the city gate. He was still unaware of what had happened in the City Lord's Mansion.

"Miss Reggie was captured by the traitors in White Wind City."

Raphael told the story of what happened in the City Lord's Mansion with a guilty look on his face.

"Search all residential buildings near the city gate."

Before he could finish his words, Ron gave the order.

It was impossible for the people in Baifeng City to predict that Baiyin City's operation would fail tonight. As insiders and great contributors, it was impossible for them to leave Baimu City.

They should be hiding in the nearby buildings and watching leisurely, waiting for the Silver City army to capture the White Wood City, and then running out to claim credit.

But now that they saw Silver City lose, they must be very panicked.

"found it!"

Not long after Ron gave the order, Raphael found the group from White Wind City near a residential building more than 20 meters away from the battlefield.

When Ron walked over, there were already more than a dozen bodies of White Wind City guards lying on the ground.

At this time, there were only about fifty people left on the opposite side still resisting stubbornly.

"You have no way to retreat, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!" Raphael said sternly.

"There's no point talking to him like that." Ron stepped forward.

"Mr. Thomson."

Raphael took a step back respectfully.

"Mr. Thomson..."

Reggie heard Ron's voice and raised her head with difficulty. When she saw Ron's familiar face, she smiled with relief: "You... are finally back."

"Yeah, I'm back." Ron nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson, I didn't fulfill your request." Reggie apologized to Ron self-blamingly.

She believed that if she had not accepted the people from Baifeng City, Baimu City would not have suffered this disaster.

"It's okay, you've done a great job, leave the rest to me." Ron said with a smile.

"Have you guys had enough chatting?"

Eamon said angrily at being ignored.

"Your name is Eamon, isn't it?"

Ron asked calmly.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Eamon grabbed Reggie's throat with one hand and held a dagger in the other, threatening: "Open the city gate and let us go, or I will kill her."

Surrender is impossible.

He knew very well that his behavior of taking advantage of others' trust and acting as a spy would hardly end well.

"Don't worry about me, Mr. Thompson, we can't let them go." Reggie shouted with all his strength.

"Shut up!"

Eamon swung his fist and hit Reggie in the face.

And at the moment when he was distracted, Ron saw the opportunity and took action, and the darkness became his perfect protective color.

Before Amon's fist touched Reggie's cheek, he saw a flash of cold light, and then he felt his hand become much lighter.

He looked down blankly.

I discovered that it wasn’t that the object in my hand had become lighter, but that… I had no hands!

His arms were cut off in an instant, and blood spurted out from the broken ends like a fountain, drawing scarlet arcs in the air.

"Ah! My hands..." Eamon let out a shrill scream. He looked at his empty arms, his eyes full of fear and despair, and he kept cursing.

"Mr. Thomson..."

Reggie stared at Ron's face right in front of him and called out weakly.

"Thank you for your hard work, have a good rest."

Ron held Reggie horizontally in his arms and spoke softly.

"Um…"

Reggie responded weakly, then fell asleep in Ron's arms.

"Leave a few and ask them how they escaped supervision."

Ron walked past Raphael, holding Reggie.

"As ordered!"

Chapter 114 Obtaining the Heart of the White Lion

After receiving Ron's order, a sharp light flashed in Raphael's eyes.

The soldiers from White Wind City who were surrounded in the middle looked pale.

The losers on the battlefield could still surrender and survive, but once the spies who were secret agents were exposed, all that awaited them was the noose of the gallows and the flames of the stake.

Betrayer does not deserve to be pardoned!

"kill!"

Raphael gave the order in a cold voice.

The soldiers of Baimu City rushed forward, and the sound of fighting accompanied by screams one after another rang out in the city.

Without waiting for the result, Ron carried the unconscious Reggie away from the noisy battlefield and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Leave the subsequent interrogation and cleanup work to Singer and Raphael.

Tallulah was like a follower, always keeping three steps away from Ron.

The moonlight filtered through the broken eaves, casting dancing shadows in her amber pupils, making those curious eyes appear even brighter.

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Ron gently placed Reggie back in his room.

Under the dim candlelight, he treated the wound on her neck with clumsy movements, carefully wiping, applying medicine, and bandaging it.

After everything was ready, he quietly closed the door and left.

"Teacher, is she your daughter?"

Tallulah leaned against the carved door frame, her amber eyes filled with curiosity.

Hearing this, Ron immediately raised his hand and knocked on Tallulah's head.

"Have you ever seen a human with an orc daughter?"

"Hmm..." Tallulah covered the place where she was hit and muttered, "You are so good at changing, who knows if you are an orc..."

"Ok?"

Ron raised an eyebrow.

Seeing Ron about to knock down the opponent again, Tallulah quickly jumped back two steps.

"I mean... Teacher, your transformation skills are so amazing. Can you teach me?" she said with a flattering smile on her face.

This is something she really wants to learn.

Magic like Transfiguration is extremely rare, and Ron's Transfiguration is particularly special.

Not long ago, in the Silver City camp, she witnessed Ron transform from a thin, plain-looking uncle into a strong, resolute and handsome old man with white hair.

Not only had his face undergone a drastic change, but even his demeanor and the emanating magical energy were completely different. If one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it was the same person.

If she could learn this magic, that vicious woman would never be able to catch her again.

"My transformation technique requires the support of fourth-level martial arts. Are you sure you want to learn it?" Ron said.

"Eh…"

Upon hearing this, Tallulah's face suddenly turned bitter.

How can there be such harsh learning conditions?

How many people can meet the requirement of being able to master both fourth-level magic and fourth-level martial arts?

Those who study magic usually have poor martial arts talent. Because learning magic is very expensive, those who have martial arts talent will basically choose to practice martial arts.

Those with high talent in martial arts usually do not have good talent in magic, otherwise there would not be so few high-level martial artists.

Martial arts before the fifth level do not require the support of magic power and are released purely through the power of qi and blood.

Starting from the fifth level, martial arts need to be integrated into magic circuits before they can be used. Fifth-level martial arts need to be integrated into third-level magic circuits, and sixth-level martial arts need to be integrated into fourth-level magic circuits. The difficulty is no less than learning third and fourth-level magic.

In short, there are very few people who can meet this requirement, and those who can meet the requirements are all famous geniuses and strong people.

"Forget it, I don't want to learn anymore." Tallulah said dejectedly.