"I can't see through Ryan, but I think he's probably someone watched by the gods. He'll definitely have a place on the continent in the future."
"Although his shortcomings are obvious—he's greedy, lustful, and a scoundrel—based on the intelligence I have on Ryan, he's undoubtedly a very good subordinate."
"And Ryan is so lucky. I'll get some treasures that can restore your fighting spirit and veins so that you can repair your chain again. Maybe I'll need your help in the future."
Harry picked up the teapot on the coffee table between the two of them and poured a cup of tea for himself and Alvis, and said half-jokingly while drinking the tea.
Alves smiled bitterly in his heart.
There's no need for it in the future.
A few days ago, Ryan had given him a treasure that could restore his fighting spirit meridians.
Although Alves thought so in his heart, for some reason, he did not say it out loud, and even Alves did not notice it.
Alvis picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip, shook his head and sighed.
He still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
Although he really wanted Ryan's treasure that could restore his fighting spirit, compared with his own bottom line, Alves would still choose to stick to it.
"Lord Hartz..."
As soon as Harris heard these words, he knew what Alves was about to say.
"Okay, you know I hate nagging people the most. I have just made an agreement with Ryan. If you really want to do it for me, then don't let me break my promise." Harris said with a straight face.
Alves was about to say something when he was interrupted by Harry. Seeing this, Alves sighed deeply and said after a moment of silence.
"I understand, Lord Hartz. Tomorrow I will take over the work with Feldon and try to complete it within one day."
"I will slowly repay your kindness in the future. I, Alves, promise."
Harry nodded helplessly and spoke.
"Okay, just figure it out. It's getting late. I'm tired and need to rest. You should go back and rest too." Harris waved at Alves, as if he was seeing him off.
Alves put down the teacup in his hand, stood up from the sofa and bent down to Harris.
"Then I won't disturb you, Master Hartz, from resting. I'll come to discuss the work with Fell tomorrow morning."
Harry uttered a nasal "hmm" and said nothing.
Alves quietly pushed the door open and walked out, thinking about the important work matters in his mind.
…
After leaving Hartz's manor, Ryan turned around and returned to the Empire's manor, bringing the Medea potion in his hand to his father Ford.
Ford took out a bottle of Medea potion from his suitcase, raised the potion slightly, and looked at the huge full moon in the starry sky through the floor-to-ceiling window with emotion.
"This is the Medea potion. What a beautiful color."
Ryan stood aside, watching his father admire the potion in his hand.
After Ford sighed a few words, he summoned the Lion King from the Knight Space in the room.
The Lion King walked out of the Knight Space majestically. The moment he saw the outside environment, the muscles that the Lion King thought were ready for fighting relaxed.
The next moment, the Lion King seemed to be attracted by something. He looked straight at the bottle of potion in Ford's hand and spoke.
"Is this... Medea Potion? Has it been refined?"
"I can feel the throbbing in your heart."
Ford walked up to the Lion King and nodded, "Yes, old friend, this is the Medea potion that I just made."
"I called you out just to give you this."
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