The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

"You may not know that something big is about to happen in the imperial capital Tamriel."

"Perhaps with your strength, your safety is not a big problem, but if your family stays in the imperial capital, there is still a great risk, so I suggest you consider whether to let your family go to the Eagle Federation first."

Hearing Hamadi's words, Ryan's first thought was that the intelligence department of the Eagle Federation should also have learned about the movements of the cult.

"Mr. Hamadi, is it related to the cult?" Ryan smiled slightly and said.

"It seems that you already know." Hamadi's eyes obviously flashed a trace of surprise, but he did not deny it and nodded.

Because he had just learned this top-secret intelligence, he didn't expect that the person in front of him already knew it.

It seems that the Sword Bearer Headquarters attaches more importance to this person than he expected before.

It's a bit difficult to win over.

After a little thought, Ryan shook his head and declined: "Mr. Hamadi, as an Imperial Sword Bearer, it is not appropriate for me to send my family to the Federation."

It's not that Ryan doesn't care about the safety of his family.

This time, he accepted the personnel arrangement sent by Luther and Harlowen to strengthen the defense of the mansion, considering his family.

Although the empire has many problems, and even the conservatives regard him as a thorn in the eye, as the Sword Bearers he belongs to, they value him very much.

With his identity, if 'Run' went to the Eagle Federation, it would be a treason.

And most importantly, one of Ryan's life creeds is 'If a national hero treats me, a national hero will repay him.'

Specifically, if the Imperial Sword Bearer treats him with the etiquette and treatment of a national hero, he will repay the Sword Bearer in the way of a national hero.

In addition, the conversation between Lagre and him that day also reminded him that even if the situation is really bad one day, he needs to send his parents to the Eagle Federation.

He will first ask his mother Emma and father Old Ryan for their opinions. After all, for them, it is hard to leave their homeland.

Of course, Ryan declined, using the word "inappropriate".

Hamadi had never thought that he could convince Ryan in one go, and when he heard Ryan say the word "inappropriate", as an intelligence officer, he immediately understood something.

His eyes flickered.

There's a way!

"Sir Ryan is not in a hurry to make a decision on this matter. The current situation has been changing, isn't it?"

"By the way, I heard that you joined the Bishu Construction School. Are you very interested in golems?" Hamadi pretended to ask casually.

"Yeah." Ryan glanced at Hamadi and didn't say much.

It seems that the Federation has conducted a very in-depth investigation on him, and this is all known.

"Sir Ryan, then you should come to the Federation. The Federation's research on golems is more advanced than the Empire's."

"Oh? Can Sir Hamadi give a brief introduction?" Ryan knew that the other party was throwing bait, but he did want to know some of the Federation's situation.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that the Federal Golem Research Institute has successfully produced a 'Hill Giant' type golem with a height of nearly 30 meters."

After some mutual probing, Hamadi did not stay for long, but said goodbye and left.

When he walked out of Ryan's mansion, a smile appeared on his face.

Because of this trip, he achieved several goals.

First, he was almost sure that Ryan was not disgusted with the Eagle Federation, at least, there was no firm ideological opposition.

If you want to win over the old nobles of the empire, this ideological difference in cognition is a difficult hurdle.

Second, it is about preferences, which can be divided into two aspects.

On the one hand, judging from his micro-expression when he mentioned Special Envoy Terena to Ryan, Ryan should have a very good feeling for Special Envoy Terena.

That kind of good feeling for the opposite sex.

However, even if Ryan is worth winning over, it is impossible to let a distinguished female federal congressman be a beauty bait.

Hamadi has figured it out.

It should be that Ryan is more interested in beautiful women who are slightly older and have a higher status.

This was proven by the fact that when Ryan was still a small town sheriff's deputy, he was interested in Baroness Jennifer of Crowley, and when he was still an ordinary sword bearer, he was interested in Olena, the head of the sword bearer department at that time.

On the other hand, through talking about the research on golems in the Federation, he learned that Mr. Ryan in front of him had probably started to make golems.

This shows a lot of things.

You should know that golem making, generally speaking, is a field that only third-level crystallized wizards can get involved in.

If you are just a bystander, you may not be able to do this level of knowing everything.

Soon, Hamadi, who had thought it through in the carriage, came to the mansion of his boss, Marquis Royce.

He needed the support of this boss for the subsequent matters.

In the study.

"Are you saying that this Ryan particularly likes Envoy Trena?" Hearing this, Marquis Royce was stunned at first, and then he showed a clear expression.

"It's very likely that young people like mature temperaments. And people like you and me who are older prefer young and energetic people." Royce smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Lord Royce, that's right." Hamadi also laughed.

Obviously, he has gained the consensus of his superiors on this point, so it will be easy for him to make relevant requests next.

"So, Lord Royce, I have two plans here."

"Oh? You tell me." Royce looked at Hamady with interest.

"The first plan is, can you pick a mature woman with a higher status in the empire to be responsible for daily contact with Lord Ryan. Of course, if you can get into his inner circle without making a sound, that would be even better."

"Well, what about the second one?" Royce nodded, and several figures flashed through his mind.

"The second plan is to start with the existing ones. For example, Jennifer, who is now helping Lord Ryan with the Chamber of Commerce, we can win her over to the Federation and let her blow the pillow."

"Good idea! However, I see from the intelligence that the other party is now in Munster. In addition to Jennifer, are there any other candidates?" Royce smiled even more brightly.

He realized that Hamady should have been transferred to the imperial capital earlier.

"The other one is the contact person of the Sword Bearer Headquarters. His identity is sensitive, not easy to contact, and even more difficult to incite. He is not a suitable target." Hamady shook his head and said.

In fact, he had carefully considered this candidate before coming.

"I see."

"Did you gain anything else from meeting him this time?" Royce asked.

"Yes, I have confirmed that the other party is a metal wizard."

"So, my idea is to find a suitable metal wizard in the near future and give it to him. Of course, this is conditional."

"It must be a combination of wizardry unique to the Federation, and one or two of them must be given to Lord Ryan, but not all."

Royce's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood Hamadi's purpose, praising: "Good tricks!"

"However, Lord Ryan is good at metal wizardry, and he also needs combination wizardry, which is unique to the Federation. If these three conditions are met at the same time, I am afraid that this combination of wizardry is rare in the Federation."

"Lord Royce, the other party is ranked third on the list, it is worth it, isn't it?" Hamadi smiled and said.

"Haha, it's really worth it. Leave this to me."

"There are also special potions for improving mental power. You can occasionally give some special items or potions that are conducive to crystallization, but not too many."

"Maintain daily favorability?"

"Yes!" Hamadi nodded and smiled.

Last time, he gave soul energy crystals to Ryan, which made Ryan maintain a certain favorability towards the Federation.

The next morning.

When Ryan was about to go to the school's residence, a person he expected came.

"Sir Ryan, I heard that your contact in the Sword Bearer was attacked by a cult. I also heard that your family has come to the imperial capital. Do you need me to arrange it?"

Buchanan smiled.

"Sir Buchanan, thank you for your kindness, but I have strengthened the defense of the mansion." Ryan declined.

"Well." Buchanan nodded, but he frowned slightly, as if he felt something.

He continued to ask, "Sir Ryan, I wonder what you think about the last time I invited you to join the Dragon Scale Brotherhood?"

Ryan actually had the answer to this question in his heart.

These days, he has also thought about whether to pretend to be polite, but then he thought it was inappropriate.

"I'm sorry, Sir Buchanan, after careful consideration, as a sword holder, it is better not to join any secret organization of any nature."

Hearing Ryan's words, Buchanan's face sank, as if he didn't expect Ryan to actually refuse.

This also means that what he said in front of the second prince before was slapped in the face.

"Sir Ryan, your answer is regrettable, are you really not going to consider it again?"

"Sorry."

"I hope Sir Ryan will not regret it."

After saying that, Buchanan got up and left angrily.

It's not that Buchanan, the butler of the second prince, is not cunning, but Ryan's refusal was beyond his expectations.

Because in his opinion, it was a sure thing. As long as they were normal people, they would know how to choose the recruitment from the imperial prince. Unexpectedly, Ryan actually refused.

This also made it impossible for the second prince's subsequent plan to proceed.

At the same time.

Duke Drum's mansion.

"Oh? Didn't it succeed?" Drum listened to the report of the new housekeeper, without too much disappointment on his face, but a hint of arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the plan of the Black Flame Cult to kidnap Ryan's contact did not succeed this time, from another perspective, the effect of his leaking Ryan's record has begun to show.

This time it was the Black Flame Cult, what about the next time?

It could be the Secret Snake Cult or the Sea God Cult, and there is a high probability that they will come one after another!

Thinking of this, Duke Drum's mood naturally improved.

"There is another thing, my lord, according to the intelligence, Carl, the disciple of the Tide Sword Saint, challenged Ryan in the Dragon Knight Reserve Camp, but"

"But what?" Hearing the first half of the sentence, Duke Drum was still looking forward to the result.

After all, every official disciple of the Tide Sword Saint is very powerful, far superior to his illegitimate son Greenwood.

In his opinion, it is not to say that Carl will definitely win, but at least it will put pressure on Ryan.

But when he heard the word "but", Duke Drum had a bad premonition.

"Sir Carl, was defeated by one move." After the young butler finished speaking, he lowered his head.

"What? A move?" Upon hearing the news, Duke Drum's eyes, which already had a lot of crow's feet, twitched.

What worried him most happened.

This Renne's strength is improving too fast.

Judging from his previous record, Renne's killing of Harold the Sculptor should have been a fierce battle, even a hard fight.

But now, it only took one move to defeat Karl, who was almost as powerful as Harold?

How long has it been?

This Ren's strength seems to have improved a bit.

It seems that some things have to be done, so don’t worry too much!

Half an hour later.

In the second prince's study.

"Oh? The other party rejected it?" The second prince, Everton, was holding a white pet that looked like a big cat in his hand and was stroking it gently with a calm tone.

"Yes, Your Highness, and" Buchanan said hesitantly.

Buchanan had been the second prince's butler for many years, so he was naturally familiar with some of his master's habits. The expression on his face was obviously a pretense.

Because His Highness seems to admire this Renne.

It may be due to age, or it may be due to his record. Even though the dragon bloodline in Ren's body was mentioned last time as being more important, His Highness's strategy is mainly to win over him.

But today's attitude from Rennes made Buchanan a little angry.

Of course, there is another reason for this, and that is that Duke Drum has contacted him twice and asked him to apply some eye drops to Ren in front of the second prince at the right time.

"And what?" Everton couldn't help asking.

"Furthermore, this Renn seems not to have much respect for His Highness. In addition, he is very doubtful about the purpose of establishing the Dragon Scale Brotherhood."

"I'm worried that if we can't attract this Ren to join, as his status among the sword wielders rises, it is likely to further pit the empire sword wielders against the Dragonscale Brotherhood."

Buchanan stopped talking at this point.

When Everton heard this, he stopped stroking the white lynx in his hand.

Because what Buchanan talked about happened to be a point that he cared about more.

As Alfred has taken control of the Imperial Sword Bearers in the past two years, this staunch reformist has not been friendly towards the Dragonscale Brotherhood.

No, to be precise, very vigilant.

If Renn continues to be promoted, then if there is another senior swordsman with similar views to Alfred, it is very likely that this high vigilance will be transformed into action.

"Your Highness, should we let this Ren encounter a wall in his first trial as a dragon knight?" Seeing that his prince had not spoken for a long time, Buchanan suggested cautiously.

"No, let him enter the re-examination." Everton shook his head and said.

"There are three members of the Dragon Scale Brotherhood participating in the Dragon Knight reserve selection this time, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Tell them that this time when they enter the secret realm, in addition to extracting the blood essence of the void dragon, there is another task to extract the blood essence of Renn."

The opponent's bloodline essence is relatively unique, so Everton originally wanted to let Renne join the Dragon Scale Brotherhood, slowly control it through pharmaceutical means, and make Renne a long-term "blood bag".

But now it seems that it can only be regarded as a disposable 'blood bag'.

"As you command, Your Highness." Buchanan lowered his head and said, a smile appearing on his face.

The residence of Bixiu Construction School.

With the addition of Renn, at the end of the day, the progress of the second improved Hellfire was nearly halfway done.

Judging from this speed, in two days, before the dragon knight assessment, the second improved version of Hellfire will be completed.

As night fell, Ren returned to the mansion.

In the southeast of the imperial capital of Tamriel, at the famous Falling Star Lake Scenic Area, something is quietly happening.

As the name suggests, the word "falling star" in Falling Star Lake indicates its origin.

It is said that this lake was suddenly formed due to the fall of a meteorite from outer space.

Of course, this statement is not entirely nonsense.

Because many good people deliberately measured the depth of the lake, they were surprised to find that the depth of such an inland lake actually exceeds one thousand meters. This is really rare.

Over time, the name Falling Star Lake has been stuck.

Around the lake, there are many lake view villas dotted here and there.

In front of a remote lake view villa, the water of Falling Star Lake was lapping the shore rhythmically like waves.

Under the moonless sky, if you look carefully, you can find that there seems to be a sewer with a diameter of more than two meters on one side of the villa, where it connects to the lake.

Apparently, the sewer's nearly two-meter size is a bit unusual.

At this time, four figures wrapped in bubbles were carrying a crystal coffin from the sewer to the lake view villa.

Soon, four hooded men in black robes emerged from a pool in the underground wine cellar of the villa.

The four people first carefully lifted out the crystal coffin and placed it aside. Then, they bowed respectfully to a group of men in black robes with various sea beasts on their robes who had been waiting for a long time and said:

"Grand Priest Kalitis, the God's Favored One has been delivered."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." The high priest of the Poseidon Cult named Kalitis nodded, and at the same time, she focused her attention on the crystal coffin.

Inside the crystal coffin, sleeping was a beautiful woman with her hands clasped and fingers placed on her lower abdomen.

If Ren was present and observed his face carefully, he would definitely find an indescribable sense of déjà vu. He looked obviously different from Hela, the goddess of the underworld, but the more he looked at her, the more similar he became.

Those favored by God are also called the chosen ones.

Specifically, it means having a special physique and possessing certain special abilities from birth. Of course, some physiques will only be awakened after reaching adulthood or becoming extraordinary.

But no matter what, they all have unique abilities, which is why they are called the chosen ones and the favored ones of God.

However, for all sects, the greatest role of God's Favored Ones is that they are the best vessels for the arrival of gods.

For example, the physique of Stavin who attacked Renn last time was closer to that of the God's Favorite, but only close.

If it is really the favored one of the Spider God Nayubrekan, then once possessed, the level of strength improvement will be far greater than that of Stavin's body.

But the problem is that the favored ones favored by different gods have different physiques. It is naturally extremely difficult to find those who meet the conditions in the vast sea of ​​people, just like finding a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, it is self-evident how precious this divine favored person is in front of us!