"Being injured is as normal as drinking water." Newton nodded, unwilling to say more about it.

"Why did you come to the Shadow Council? According to your personality, you should stay in Pompeii to bask in the sun." Newton then said.

He knew Luther very well. If there was no special matter, Luther would not step into the Shadow Council.

"Something happened to me and I need to strengthen my human genes." Luther told Newton what happened to him.

After Newton heard this, he frowned, sighed, came to sit on the bed, pointed to the chair in front of the desk, and motioned Luther to sit down as well.

Luther nodded and sat down.

"You know. Although there are many wizards in the Shadow Council who study blood modification and transform themselves and the knights into a mess, it does enhance the combat power. But the Phoenix blood in you is even better than the five-color dragon, and the wizards who study the five-color dragon are all top wizards. We can't reach that level."

"For you, it would be better to try your luck in the wizard kingdom. You have achieved excellent results in the Phoenix Trial and received a million merits. You should be able to take this opportunity to meet many important people." Newton said.

Newton knew Luther and knew that since this guy had succeeded, he would follow the clues to find out the real reason. It made no sense not to expand his network in the wizarding world.

"But someone told me that there is no such thing in the wizarding kingdom. Only the Shadow Council has that kind of thing," said Luther.

"As I said, it's very difficult. Although we have unlimited potential, our current strength is still too low." Newton shook his head.

"But since you are here, you can stay in the Shadow Council for a while. Take this opportunity to increase your combat experience and strengthen your strength. The stronger the genes, the more resistance you have. If you become a great knight, your resistance will be greatly enhanced. Then collect intelligence and see if there is any news about this top gene-enhancing potion. But before that, you will come with me to register as a mercenary tomorrow. Without an identity, you will be an illegal resident and your movements will be restricted."

Newton said, then he bent down and opened the cabinet under the bed, took out a black ring from it and threw it to Luther, saying, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Luther turned the ring over curiously. It was completely black and there was nothing unusual about it.

"This is what I used when I first came to the Shadow Council. It can release black mist to conceal your appearance. You are the Lord of Pompeii and you are active in the Wizarding Kingdom, so it is better to cover it up. The Shadow Council will not trace your origins or appearance, but the system will remember your soul fluctuations."

Newton explained. He bent down and took out a bottle of wine and a glass from the cabinet, and asked Luther, "Would you like to drink?"

"No." Luther shook his head.

Newton put down the cup, opened the bottle and blew directly. Luther returned the ring to Newton and said in front of Newton's surprised eyes: "Although I am active in the wizard kingdom, I am not from the wizard kingdom. I am a secular lord, the heir of Earl White Eagle. Luther, Pompey, I came to the Shadow Council, there is nothing to hide."

Luther would never label himself as a member of the wizarding kingdom or the Shadow Council. For Luther, he belongs to his own side.

Lord White Eagle.

Go wherever you want to go, there is no need to hide.

"As you wish," said Newton.

"Let's have some sleep first, and then register tomorrow." Newton said, and immediately lay down. Luther shrugged, looked at the environment, and sat down to rest for the night.

The next morning, Luther and Newton walked out of the Crimson Bar together. Newton let the dark aura shroud him, looking very mysterious.

Luther was upright.

The two got in a taxi and came to the mercenary building. The process was very simple. Newton took Luther to register and used Luther, Pompey's real name, to perform soul binding.

Received a black ring.

Both the Wizarding Kingdom and the Shadow Council are extremely large interstellar organizations. After they register each person, the information will be uploaded to the headquarters.

Just like Luther has millions of merits in the wizarding world.

The Shadow Council also has a rating system that evaluates every mercenary, and outstanding mercenaries will receive various privileges and benefits.

0.

Luther asked Newton, and Newton's answer was 2. Just as Newton said, the current status of the two in the Shadow Council is very low.

But this is meaningless to Luther, he holds a divine weapon and a bloodthirsty monster. To increase the level, it can be as fast as riding a rocket.

The key is whether Luther is willing to improve his level.

For now, let's just mix it up. Luther felt that what Newton said made sense, so he should fight more and become a great knight.

Lying in the sun in Pompeii and taking potions was progressing too slowly.

As the next generation heir to Earl White Eagle and the de facto lord at present, Luther is a little dissatisfied with his own strength.

Still stuck at the intermediate knight level.

The Grand Duke of the North, who is currently on equal footing with the White Eagle, the Marquis of Cambridge are both legends, and the King is also a legend. Even the Earl of Libya is just a titled knight.

I'm Luther, and Pompey is only a mid-level knight. It's so shameful.

For the first time in history, Luther felt ashamed of his own strength.

After completing the mercenary registration, Newton took Luther back to the Crimson Bar, and then found Miss Anne in a room on the second floor.

The room was similar to the one Newton lived in, simple and poor. Miss Anne looked like she had just gotten up, wearing a cool nightgown, and had a fantastic figure.

She sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and casually lit a cigarette, and the room was immediately filled with smoke.

"Help me find a potion that can strengthen human genes. Also, help us find any missions that require combat. Advanced knight level."

Newton stated his purpose directly.

"A magic potion that can strengthen human genes? There are plenty of them on the market. You can buy some." Miss Anne gave Newton a look that said he was looking for trouble.

Luther's intuition told him that there seemed to be something wrong with these two guys.

"Ordinary ones won't work. We need top-notch ones. For example, potions that can resist dragon genes and strengthen human genes." Newton said.

"Dragon? Could it be that your friend has undergone a transformation with dragon blood? And now the blood is backfiring?" Miss Anne looked at Luther in surprise and thought.

No wonder he could drink "lizard venom" without batting an eyelid, this guy is really good at it.

Miss Anne misunderstood, but Luther and Newton did not accept it. Anne thought for a moment and said, "Normally, we cannot obtain such a rare potion at our level. But occasionally there may be an expedition to a ruin, or a big shot who needs elites of your level to take action, and will pay such a price. I remember it and will help you keep an eye out."

"But, combat mission? That's too broad." Miss Anne said again.

"Continuous fighting, dangerous fighting, fighting that can quickly improve your strength." Newton said.

"Fighting maniac!" Miss Anne rolled her eyes at Newton.

Luther thought.

"It's miserable for me to be with the battle maniac."

(End of this chapter)