[Donald’s POV]
"This is actually a very simple pharmaceutical thod! At first, I had no idea that it was Blood Crystal Grass, nor could I imagine the enemy could get their hands on so much of the rare and precious Blood Crystal Grass."
"We were led into a cognitive trap by the enemy from the very beginning. They might have gathered a large number of weak or disabled Lycans. The investnt in this potion is massive, and the consumption is incredibly astonishing..."
Benjamin sucked in a deep breath, as if he had discovered so extrely shocking truth, paused for a mont, and then continued, "If the enemy isn’t so top technical talent in the field of growing dicinal herbs, then they must be a powerful figure with both money and influence. The vast amount of these dicinal ingredients, along with the complete manufacturing process for the potion, is not sothing an ordinary person could handle!"
When Benjamin finished this passage, his expression had beco very grave.
This unexpected discovery made us even more aware of the complexity of the enemy; this ’MASTER’ not only has many tricks up their sleeve and incredible intelligence but now also has the characteristic of imnse wealth and influence!
And with just that point alone, I could already lock down quite a few suspects.
My mood gradually darkened with Benjamin’s analysis, and the light in my eyes dimd. Margaret was shocked by such a situation, but she quickly noticed my discomfort.
She held my hand with so worry, her eyes full of concern as she looked into mine.
"What are you thinking about?" Margaret asked .
I took a light breath and, looking into her eyes, said gently, "Don’t worry, darling, I’m just thinking that the complexity of this matter has far exceeded our initial expectations. After we return to the Palace tomorrow, I need to consult with the elders about this."
If all of Benjamin’s analysis is correct, then the real reason behind ’MASTER’s actions is even more worth my in-depth investigation!
I have an intuition that ’MASTER’ is plotting sothing big, but I can’t determine what it specifically is just now. The malice of the other party has been quite evident all along, and I think I should make so more comprehensive preventive asures.
I planned in my mind what to do after returning to the Palace, but I didn’t continue to discuss much in front of Margaret.
My mate is a very attentive and intelligent person. I worry that if she knows about all these concerns in my heart, she will always be scared for .
That is sothing I don’t want to see happen.
I love her deeply, and I only want her to stay by my side, carefree; that’s all that matters.
But it is often the case that the more you hope things will go well, the more they seem to go against you. Simply put, man proposes, God disposes.
My good intentions at the mont were shattered in a second. I had not expected that on the border between the Werewolf Palace and the Windstorm Pack, soone would dare to launch an attack on our convoy!
Margaret initially led a Guard Team of four vehicles, with one scrapped at Starry Ravine. Adding the six vehicles I brought over, our speeding convoy actually consisted of nine.
Just the three leading military SUVs at the front of the convoy already carried an unapproachable weight and authority; alongside that, our elongated custom-built RV was even more dignified, not sothing people would dare to take a second glance at. I didn’t think any ill-advised person would dare to approach!
So, when the entire convoy suddenly ca under attack, my first instinct told that this must be a new action directed by ’MASTER’.
The first to notice the abnormal situation were the two cars traveling before and after us.
Almost at the sa mont, I received their urgent mind-link!
"Your Majesty! There seems to be an ergency!"
The Lycan driving reported the situation, followed by the Lycan in the lead car who noticed that the road ahead was blocked by huge rocks, "Your Majesty! Our path is blocked by a boulder, and these people are obviously well-prepared!"
I glanced out of the car window at the enemy convoy. As our path was blocked, our own vehicles had been forced to slow down, "These opponents are more than well-prepared, huh? They are intent on a do-or-die battle. Everyone, ready your weapons and prepare to combat at any ti!"
My command was relayed instantly, and Margaret clutched my hand, her expression tense and worried.
"Who are these people? Why have they suddenly appeared here? How did they know which way we were taking back to the Palace? This is too weird, Donald. Be extra careful!"
To Margaret’s questions, I would say that I also want to know. I gave my tense mate a reassuring smile and responded, "Don’t worry, these small fries won’t be able to break through the personal guard force’s defenses, and the Lycans of our assault team are no pushovers."
With that, I patted Margaret’s hand and stood up, grabbing the submachine gun that had not seen any use up to that point...
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