Battle of Red Ridge (Part 2)

"Huh, the defense of this little guy's laboratory is surprisingly strong!"

Peter Weir, a Four-Winged Demon Dragon and temporary resident of the Hundred Treasures Box Merchant Association, muttered in surprise.

The Weir family was one of the high-ranking noble families of the Grand Duchy. Speaking of this family, one must mention Clara, a former classmate of Reilo, who was from this very family.

And Peter Weir, the Four-Winged Demon Dragon, was one of the most capable close attendants to His Majesty the old King.

"Who is that person? Do you have her information?"

Garington, the Dance of Death, asked Peter.

As the commander of the Duchy's Imperial Guard, Garington's strength was undeniable. The person he was referring to was naturally the green-skinned woman who had transformed into the second true form of the Tree of Truth.

"A female scholar of this strength... the Duchy has absolutely no information on her. It seems she must be a hidden scholar from another country."

Peter murmured, "It seems His Majesty the King's information isn't entirely accurate either."

"Are we going to make a move then?"

"Let's wait a bit longer. His Majesty the King instructed us to only intervene if the etching is in danger. It's not time yet. True feelings are revealed in times of hardship. Let the Prince spend more time with her. Who told Corleon, that Old Monster, to personally pay attention to this area. Uh, that Old Sword Saint has decent strength, about seventy percent of yours, right?"

Upon hearing this, Garington looked tenderly at the demonic sword in his arms.

"That was in the past."

The Tree of Truth was very strong.

Simple leaf attacks were like the sharpest blades, capable of easily piercing the battle qi of an Earth Fighter, and they were incredibly fast and