Bright sunlight shines on the cracked old wooden tables of the tavern.

The man put down the wine glass in his hand, placed his broad palm on the wooden table covered in starch by countless guests, and turned to look at the people passing by on the street.

He enjoys this kind of leisure time.

He remembered that many years ago, he often sat in such a tavern, drinking quietly, doing nothing but watching the slow-moving crowds outside the window.

That seems to have become a distant memory.

Busyness has been filling his years. He is either killing people or on the way to kill people.

He has so many memories that he can no longer remember the meaning of the words peace and leisure.

Until this time, he accidentally came into contact with that existence and got some time to rest.

"What's the best wine here? Do you have any recommendations?"

A young man from Middle-earth who looked a little immature sat in front of him and asked in relatively fluent Rhodan.

"You can try their 'Prince Ronnie', which is a strong cocktail based on vodka. According to the boss, his drink is related to Prince Ronnie from the Kingdom Era."

The man looked at the immature young man in front of him, his eyes paused, and he chuckled softly.

Then he looked out the window again, without stopping at He Ao.

"Little guy, don't listen to this bastard,"

The boss in front of the counter was wiping the table. He reached out and threw a menu over, "Prince Ronnie is so energetic. Please order what you like."

The thick menu book accurately landed in front of He Ao.

He Ao picked up the menu book and flipped through it while looking at the wine names. The boss's menu was very detailed. Each wine was noted with its strength and main ingredients, and some also had background stories.

The paper flipped and made a crisp sound.

"Claude."

He Ao suddenly said softly.

Claude is the C-class of Dawn marked by He Ao.

The man who was drinking slowly froze in place as he drank slowly. He suddenly turned his head and looked at He Ao.

"Shh, don't get excited, Mr. Bloody."

He Ao smiled calmly, his eyes resting on the 'Prince Ronnie' wine on the menu.

This wine was originally called Warrior's Wine, a cocktail made by the boss himself. The boss himself said that after drinking this wine, only the strongest warriors can walk out of the tavern standing.

When Prince Ronnie was still young, he challenged Ellen to various martial arts gyms. Every time he knocked down a martial arts gym, he would come to this tavern to drink a glass of warrior wine.

After many times, the boss felt that Prince Ronnie was more suitable for this wine, so he changed the name of the wine to Prince Ronnie.

He Ao raised his head, glanced at the man, closed the menu, and threw it away.

The heavy menu hung in the air several times and landed in front of the boss. The pages in the menu flipped rapidly, and finally landed on the 'Prince Ronnie' page.

The boss glanced at the menu that was neatly placed in front of him and said with a smile, "Good work."

He closed the menu and turned to make drinks.

He Ao raised his gaze and looked at Claude, whose face had calmed down.

"Are you from the institute?"

Claude stared at He Ao, his eyes were like sharp knives, as if he wanted to cut open He Ao's heart and see.

…

"It doesn't matter who I am,"

He Ao smiled, looked at Crowder's bright red eyes, took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket, and began to sketch quickly, "Mr. Crowder, maybe we can talk."

"What to talk about?"

Claude put his hands on his waist.

"Let's talk about your 'boss', Duke Ellen."

He Ao still lowered his head and sketched quickly, his tone calm.

During this short period of time, He Ao activated his super memory.

The first reaction in Crowder's thoughts quickly entered his mind.

Sure enough, the 'boss' is Duke Ellen.

There is no faster way to get information than to ask directly from those who know the information.

If the 'boss' is Duke Ellen, then Ruodan may be his base camp.

"Or," He Ao looked at Crowder. He turned over the sketch in his hand. The man in the painting was the 'father' described by Alifia last night.

He Ao's tone paused, "Which one should I call 'Prince Ronnie'?"

At this moment, Claude's calm face finally changed slightly.

These changes and the thoughts in his mind were all sensed by He Ao.

The ‘boss’ is ‘Prince Ronnie’? Is he Alifia’s missing father?

He Ao thought for a moment.

Something doesn't add up. According to Elifia, her father was an ordinary person until he disappeared.

Can a person in the main world become a B-class within five years and form a powerful force?

To be precise, the 'boss' should have been a B-level at least two years ago, otherwise he would not have been able to protect Jin Ya, who had assassinated several important figures in Ruodan, from Moonlight's B-level.

In other words, Alifia's father had to become B-level within three years of his disappearance before he could match the strength of the 'boss'.

However, it is not impossible to become a B-class in three years. After all, strictly speaking, it has only been more than a month since He Ao entered the transcendent realm.

Of course, it is also possible that Elifia does not understand her father, and Prince Ronnie has been hiding his daughter.

Or, some information is not completely true.

And there's another problem here.

Obviously, the 'boss' has the real power of the Ruodan Restoration Organization, but how can a 'missing prince' who only appeared after the fall of the country control the forces left behind by the old kingdom so easily without any foundation?

He Ao put away the sketch in his hand and continued,

"Five years ago, after the king died, Prince Ronnie appeared and became your leader."

When he said these words, Claude's expression obviously changed.

At the same time, the thoughts in Crowder's mind were also conveyed to He Ao's mind.

Prince Ronnie didn’t appear five years ago!

He appeared even earlier, and has always been the head of the underground extraordinary organization in the Ruodan Kingdom!

That's why he could seamlessly take over the power of the old kingdom after the king's death.

Some people in the restoration organization even suspected that the death of the last king had something to do with him.

This is almost contrary to Alifia's description.

There is a problem with the information previously obtained.

Someone is lying!

"It seems you don't know that much,"

…

Claude smiled, finally recovering from the shock that He Ao had given him, but then his expression froze, as if he had realized something, and his chest rose and fell violently, "Mind reading? Are you deceiving me?"

There are extraordinary people like "psychiatrists" who can read minds within Dawn. Naturally, Crowder has had experience with mind-reading skills and knows that this kind of power exists in this world.

"Let's go out and talk."

He Ao glanced at Claude with a smile and stood up slowly.

Claude's emotions were also under control at this moment. His identity could not be revealed openly, and it would be too ostentatious to act here.

Moreover, this tavern is the tavern that 'Prince Ronnie' used to frequent, and killing people here is likely to anger the 'boss'.

So he also stood up and followed He Ao.

The two of them walked out of the tavern one after the other and turned into an alley deep in the street.

There was no one around, so Claude took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, lit it, and bit it in his mouth, "You seem confident? Do you think you can deal with me?"

"I have to explain that I have no hostility towards you, and I don't want to fight with you. I am a law-abiding person. I am just curious about some things and want to chat with you."

He Ao turned around with a smile on his face, "For example, your status should not be low in the Old Kingdom era. Do you know where Prince Ronnie's secret base is?"

"I have no idea."

Claude pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and the crescent-like blade shone with a little cold light.

He really didn't know that 'Prince Ronnie', the current 'boss', was extremely mysterious, and basically no subordinates knew the details of this prince.
To be continued...