Hearing this, Renard couldn't help but sigh.

He had said this, and Raham didn't need to continue talking, and he understood what it meant.

The power of glory is one of the most obvious signs of the Golden Level and one of the foundations of the Golden Level’s strength.

The meaning is probably the fighting spirit and magic power to the silver powerful.

The golden-level magic tool naturally has the same power as the golden-level, but it is absolutely impossible to have the unique power of glory that the golden-level powerful people have.

Then the answer is very obvious. The guy who doesn't know where to hide is definitely a golden rank.

However, although he felt depressed about the identity and purpose of this unknown existence, he could not help but feel a little vigilant. However, because the other party had not stood opposite them before, and even helped them, Raham and Renard were not afraid at this time.

After all, the other party did not draw their swords toward them.

This is enough.

Although this does not mean that the other party is a good person, it can at least mean that the other party has not tried to fight them.

Even if they were replaced by some young people with passion, they might have a certain favor because of the other party's actions.

But Reinard and Raham would not be like this.

Judging from the results, the other party did help them.

But who knows what kind of thought the other party was killing Gallup Tilros.

At some point, it is indeed necessary to discuss the truth and mind, but in this case, the other party’s motivation must be clear.

Because, it depends on how they will face each other in the end.

Of course, this is based on the situation where the other party will still appear.

If the other party appears this time and never see each other again, even if they want to figure out the other party’s position and motivation, there is no chance.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, the report has been submitted and the matter has come to an end. I won't cause trouble for myself."

"Anyway, these are not something we can get involved with."

Renard yawned and said lazily.

The back naturally leaned on the back of the chair, and a satisfied smile appeared on the face of a salted fish-like face, as if a domestic cat was lying in the sun and taking a nap.

"What can't we get involved?"

"Of course it's..."

A third person's voice suddenly appeared in the empty room, weak and faint, but every word was clear and sonorous.

Reinard, who had just lying on a chair and was about to start a comfortable life, had not yet reacted, but his body had already thought for half a step and subconsciously replied.

However, before he finished speaking, his eyes, which were almost closed, were suddenly opened and he looked towards the hospital bed in front of him.

And just like Renard's move that almost swung his head away was Raham's amazing speed.

After chatting with Renard, Raham, who found that Allen and Austin had no sign of awakening, turned around and left after Renard's lazy behavior that was almost equivalent to serving tea and seeing off guests. He was about to walk to the door and was about to step out.

Therefore, after hearing this familiar but unfamiliar voice, he had to turn his head at a very fast speed and almost twist his neck.

"Good morning!"

The gentle sunlight shines through the windows and falls on the snow-white sheets and quilt covers. The light spots are mottled and the dazzling golden color is spread out.

The handsome young man sat up at some point, leaned against the head of the bed, turned his head and looked in the direction of the two of them.

The faces were opposite each other, and the face, which was wrapped in white gauze, was full of gentle smiles, as if the sunny sky had passed away.
Chapter completed!