"Is there any follow-up?"

Allen asked curiously, hoping to learn more information.

“The old school’s hands and feet were clean and left no useful clues.”

"So the emperor didn't take the opportunity to attack."

Renard replied with a smile, not seeming to regret the incident.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the royal family has lost its face, reduced the majesty of the imperial power, exposed the backhand that has been hidden for many years, and lost two capable generals, one light and one dark."

"This wave of transactions is really worth losing."

Allen's eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and he was happily eating melons.

"By the way, which group of people were taking action?"

"Is there any silver to do it?"

Allen seemed to have thought of something and asked again.

"When the other party took action, he put on the Truth Society's vest. The silver that took action even covered his identity with a magic tool, so he did not know the other party's true identity."

"However, although Isaac and the Maskman were rescued, their situation was not very good."

"That large group of fugitives are being chased by the Imperial Ministry of Justice, and they are probably arrested in a short while."

Speaking of this, Renard paused, "Of course, this may also be the news released by the emperor on purpose, just to attract more guys to catch them all in one go."

Allen nodded after hearing this.

"That group probably won't be able to make trouble recently, so you don't have to worry too much." Renard glanced at Allen and said comfortably.

Allen felt warm after hearing this, but he just didn't say anything.

Although Renard said that he didn't have to worry, Allen felt that the worry they were not necessarily less than him.

After all, although the opposite side came mainly for him, everyone was on the same boat.

And, because of the deep feelings between Allen and theirs, their connection is much stronger than the simple friendship that is just the same as the faction.

I really thought that Alan was missing a string in his head. After waking up after being unconscious for more than half a month, the first thing he did was not to just understand the situation, but to do a prank.

What kind of top-notch is this to do such a thing?

But Allen did this, not because he didn't know the importance of it, but his brain was broken after a night's sleep.

It was just because after waking up, I saw the worry and fatigue hidden under the joyful eyes of Hughes and Renard.

He didn't know what kind of problem it was, and he could keep a red dragon warlock and a silver magician in mind, and could not be solved.

But Allen could vaguely feel that the problem should be related to Allen.

That's why he did that, mainly to relax the two of them.

At this time, Allen quietly glanced at the two people whose expressions were much better, nodded with satisfaction, but accidentally pulled the wound on his face and took a breath of air conditioning in pain.

Hiss, Hughes is really ruthless and doesn't know how to stop the force.

The wounds on Allen's face were basically caused by that guy Hughes.

When a few people laugh and fight, it is naturally impossible to use spells, that is, how much they roll up their sleeves and do it.

Although Renard is a silver-level magician, because he belongs to the undead lineage, his body is often eroded by negative energy.

Although he has magic power to nourish his body after advancing to silver, because the time is still short, he barely stepped into the threshold of the Black Iron Level, which can hardly cause effective damage to Allen.

So Hughes is the one who mainly outputs face-to-face to Allen.

Relying on the red dragon's bloodline to awaken, this guy was strong and directly pressed Alan to beat him, and beat him into this shape.

"Wait, Hughes, you will have to pay it back sooner or later."

Allen thought angrily and remembered Hughes, who seemed to be persuading the fight but was actually more cruel than anyone else.

"By the way, you should know why you have been sleeping for so long, right?"

"After all, when you wake up, you don't feel confused or sleepy at all, as if you knew we were outside in the morning."

Renard suddenly spoke, but shocked Alan who was "taking notes".

Hughes and Renard both looked at Allen with some suspicion, not understanding why he had a big reaction.

"I really know this."

Allen quickly sorted out his expression and answered their doubts seriously.

"After killing the puppet master on the battlefield, I fell into a coma, and for a long time, I lost consciousness."

"It's like having a very long dream, confused and groggy."

"But no matter how long the dream is, you will wake up, unless it is death."

"After going through a long darkness and drowsiness, I regained consciousness and felt my body and the outside world."

"According to my estimate, it was about half a month ago."

Renard and Hughes looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

This time should be when Allen's body, soul, and spirit were completely restored, and it was also when the mental fluctuations began to abnormally move.

But the question came, why did Allen, who had recovered consciousness at that time, wake up after so long?

They didn't speak, waiting for Allen's explanation.

"Actually, I should have been able to wake up at the beginning, but because of an emergency, my awakening was delayed for so long."

Allen sighed, but it didn't make people feel angry. After a slight pause, he continued to say.

Of course, he would never admit that he would do this by hearing the crackling sound of joints, and he would never.

"Although the slash that I cut far exceeded my current limit, there was no big problem with my body and soul."

"Because the energy in my body protects me well, and it avoids the end of being torn into pieces by the surging power of two divine powers."

"I'm just a little weak in my body and soul, but it's not damaged."

Allen said calmly, but Renard and Hughes couldn't help but wiped a cold sweat.

Not only was it a little weak, but that knife consumed all of Allen's energy and almost hollowed out him.

If it weren't for the subsequent treatment and energy replenishment in time, Alan would probably end up in a near future.

"After my ceremony resumed, I was trapped in a strange spiritual world."

Hearing this, Renard and Hughes's faces froze.

Both of them are members of the magic system who learn knowledge and understand the truth. Even Hughes, a sorcerer, developed certain extraordinary qualities during this period and understood what the spiritual world means, so they were even more surprised by Allen's experience.

Spirit is another manifestation of the soul. Although there is a vague difference between the two, it is not obvious.

A person has only one spiritual world, whether it is an extraordinary person or an ordinary person.

It’s just that extraordinary people can perceive their own spiritual world, while ordinary people can hardly detect this thing except for special opportunities.

But in any case, there is only one spiritual world, unless there are plural conscious bodies and soul bodies in one body.

In other words, if a person enters a strange spiritual world, it means that he has entered the consciousness of others.

What puzzled them was why Alan did not leave the ward, so why did he encounter this situation.

Could it be...

"It's not what you think." Allen interrupted Renard's reverie in anger. Just looking at their expressions, you know that the two of them were thinking wrong. They probably thought he had been plotted against again.

"Renard, you were sealed thoroughly at the beginning, so I don't know, but Hughes saw it."

"When the puppet master set up the formation, the eye of the formation was a black broken knife exuding a sacred aura."

"The master of that knife was Kelvin Valen, the commander of the Holy Crusader Legion who died in the 762nd year of Dawn, who had left a deep mark in modern history."

Hughes and Renard nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, as if they had remembered something.

"Although the other party has been dead for many years, his fighting spirit has not been erased and it is well preserved in the sacrifices of the Temple of Heroes."

"I used the power of the other party to kill the puppet master and the evil god to kill. Although the broken sword had collapsed at the beginning, the fighting spirit remained in my body."

"Then, after my consciousness recovered, the surging fighting spirit directly manifested the spiritual world in my mind, pulling my consciousness directly in."

"You all know what happened later."

Allen tried to explain the cause of his sleepiness as concisely as possible and answered their doubts.

What I didn't say in detail about the rest is the benefits he got from the scenes he saw in the other party's spiritual world, but these are not important things.

"So that's it."

Renard and Hughes were also relieved, at least they understood that Allen's sleepiness was not a bad thing.

"The matter has been made clear, my body has almost been fully adjusted. Let's go out." Allen said as he stood up.

During the previous speech, Allen also continued to operate and break through to the expert-level Dawn Body Forging Technique, familiar with his body.

By now, Allen can basically control himself and there will be no previous problems.

"I'll go out and visit Master Ryan, Mr. Derria and Ms. Kelly, after all, they're worried about me."

Allen said, but found that Renard and Hughes did not keep up.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Renard, who looked a little unfair, there was a hint of urgency on Allen's face, as if there were some bad guesses.

"Don't think too much."

When Hughes saw Allen's expression, he roughly guessed the other party's thoughts and quickly explained.
Chapter completed!