"How can a creature break through the sound barrier?"

Looking at the two white marks that the two bees pulled out of the air after they disappeared, Ron suddenly had a sense of absurdity.

However, he also guessed where he was now.

"Andaz Forbidden Forest. He muttered softly.

In my impression, it seems that only the Forbidden Forest can have such a terrible living environment and such an incredibly powerful creature.

Ordinary humans can't survive at all, even pure-blooded aliens don't want to enter here, maybe only legendary wizards will set foot in.

In a trance, Ron remembered the strange power of the old man named Richard.

None of the purebred outliers seem to be like that.

"Isn't it? He's a wizard?" a strange glint in Ron's eyes.

You must know that the reason why he joined the Best regular army is to find the traces of wizards and find this group of beings standing at the pinnacle of the world.

However, when the real wizard appeared in front of him, Ron couldn't believe it.

This is a bit different from his fantasy image of a wizard.

However, if Richard was a wizard, then the reason for everything is easy to explain.

Why did the Rost family dare to provoke the City Guards, why did the Phantom Sword seek out the eggs of the Disillusionment Bug, why could he remove the blood of the witch from Ron's body.

Perhaps, only wizards have such magical powers.

"And a legendary wizard needs me to do something, then this thing. ”

Thinking of what Richard had just said, Ron's face turned gloomy again.

Although I resisted in my heart, it seems that there is no other choice at the moment.

At this altitude outside, if you don't have the ability to fly, it's a dead end, and even if you survive, you will have to face the harsh environment with poison and all kinds of terrifying creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

With his current strength, there is no hope of survival.

Speaking of strength, Ron withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at the attribute bar under his eyes.

He remembered that before he was brought here by Richard, he had eaten two pieces of demonic creature meat, and he didn't know what level of strength he had reached now.

Although it is not clear what Richard wants him to do, if he does not have the strength, he may not be able to do even the most basic self-preservation.

It's just that when Ron looked at the values in the attribute bar, his expression was slightly stunned, and then he showed an expression of seeing a ghost.

"What's going on? When did my attributes become like this?"

'Attribute: Strength 7. 4. Agility 5. 8. Physique 8. 3. Intelligence 3. 6。 Status: Healthy. ’

All the attributes have increased by about three points on average, even including the intelligence that has been stagnant.

This change in himself shocked Ron even more than Richard's identity.

Feeling the improvement brought by his attributes, Ron looked down at his body.

At this time, he realized that his originally strong figure had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a slightly emaciated body.

"Changed?"

Ron touched his changed body, and as if he had suddenly thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the transparent window.

Through the reflection of the window glass, he faintly saw that his otherwise tough ordinary face seemed to have softened a little, and the color of his skin became fairer.

"Witch's blood?"

At the beginning, he experienced such a change in the hallucination, but it was only in the hallucination, and the reality still did not change.

But now, Ron's appearance at this time is already five or six points similar to the illusionary appearance.

And combined with the abrupt enhancement of his physical attributes, Ron seems to be connected with something.

"Could this be the result of the witch's blood, or is this the real change that Richard said earlier?"

Ron rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that things were not so simple, the changes in his body were real, but the cold touch that had been hanging under his neck was indeed gone.

There must be some connection between the two, or something going on.

However, what happened was unknown to him, and only Richard knew.

After thinking for a moment, Ron let go of the hand that was holding his eyebrows and walked straight to the door.

Either way, he did want to know what had happened to him while he was in a coma.

However, when he opened the door, a dwarf with a middle-aged face who was only waist-high outside the door stood respectfully in front of him.

Seeing him come out, the dwarf covered his right chest and bent down in salute.

"Mr. Ron, I'm Wild, and I ask you what you want. ”

Glancing at the dwarf's appearance, Ron said in a calm tone.

"I have something I would like to ask Lord Richard, can you bring me there?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ron. The dwarf named Wilder shook his head. "The host had left the tree house ten minutes ago and could wait for the host to come back if you didn't mind. ”

"Left?" Ron frowned, glancing at the semicircular window of the study, and turned his head. "Do you know when Lord Richard will be back?"

"We are not qualified to intervene in the affairs of the master. Wild replied dryly.

"Okay. Exhaling softly, Ron shook the arm that felt different, and continued. "Do you have a room like a training room here, I want to work out. ”

"Yes. Wilde nodded. "And the master has already instructed me to take care of your daily life and guide during the time you are away, and if you have any questions, you can always ask me. ”

"Really?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "Then you can show me around this house first, I am very curious about what is so special about the house built on the top of the tree. ”