Allen sorted out his appearance and walked in behind Renard.

There was a little hot in the room, not like the high temperature caused by excessive power of the heating pipes, but a blazing feeling that seemed to be burning as if the body was also starting to burn.

Renard's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't feel it at all.

Allen was a little anxious.

Because the executive department's windbreaker was damaged in the battle last night, he didn't have time to apply for a new uniform after he came back.

So the clothes on his body were changed into ordinary coats, and there was no effect of the executive windbreaker [constant temperature], which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But that's it, it has no other impact on him except for his psychological discomfort.

Moreover, at this time, Allen had ignored the abnormal temperature in the room, and his eyes moved beyond the crowded and complicated instruments toward the man sitting on the hospital bed.

Hughes was wearing a wide white nightgown and leaning against the head of the bed with an old magazine in his hand.

"Allen."

Hughes had already heard the huge noise caused by Allen and the others coming in, and turned to look at the two of them.

Seeing his familiar friend, Hughes couldn't help but say hello excitedly.

Although my psychological quality is good and my condition is not very bad, when I wake up in a strange place, I am a normal person who is a little worried.

"Well, it's recovering well."

Allen also smiled and said hello, then walked to Hughes's hospital bed and drew two chairs, one for Renard and one for himself.

"It's okay, but I've slept so long."

Hearing this, Allen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"It seems you already know?"

But Hughes shook his head, "I don't know much, I just know the time."

Allen turned his head and looked at Renard beside him with some confusion.

"Actually, anybody can come to this matter, but considering that everyone was busy for so long last night, it might be resentful to others when they called him."

"And, you know Hughes, and it works better for you, so you are ready to wait for you to tell him."

Renard glanced at Hughes, without any hesitation, and said it directly in front of the two of them.

After hearing this, Allen and Hughes nodded in agreement.

Indeed, in this case, having an acquaintance can communicate with each other is a great choice.

"Then let me say it."

After understanding clearly, Allen did not hesitate. He told Hughes what kind of organization the Executive Office was and why he came here.

However, when he finally invited the other party to join the executive department, Allen was a little hesitant.

How to say it, although the executive department is a good place to go, with strong strength, strong backing and extraordinary background.

But at this time, the execution department is not a good choice.

Although there has not been any message of help from the Frozen Fortress yet, Allen knew that the Executive Office had already begun preparing for the war at Master Ryan's request.

Yaheng has also begun to prepare various needed potions, weapons, extraordinary materials and other materials, ready to set off at any time.

They were about to leave Gria City and go to the Frozen Fortress to fight a huge battle.

In such a situation, joining the executive department is like entering the market before the stock market circuit breaker is not a good choice.

"By the way, you don't know Hughes's bloodline type yet."

Renard watched Allen fall into silence. Although he didn't know what the other party was thinking, he still took the conversation and prevented the atmosphere from becoming too awkward.

"What?"

Allen was still pondering the consequences of pulling Hughes into the executive branch, but Hughes asked curiously.

However, although Hughes' tone was full of curiosity, his eyes were clear and calm.

In other words, Hughes was not too curious, but just to pull his attention away from the silent Allen, and he would continue to speak according to the other party's intentions.

At this time, Allen's attention could not help but split a little from the issues he was thinking about and began to pay attention to Hughes's bloodline.

After all, this is indeed an extremely important issue.

"Red Dragon!"

Renard looked at the two people who had been attracted by the attention, but did not keep it in hiding. After pondering for a moment, he said the name with a serious expression.

However, Alan and Hughes are very different in their reaction to the name.

Hughes's eyes were intertwined with doubts and surprises. His face, which often made funny expressions, could not help but show a joyful expression.

Although Hughes still doesn't know what level the red dragon is, he is not ordinary with the dragon.

Hughes also understood his situation from Allen's description and the general meaning of bloodline awakening.

With Hughes' IQ, it is easy to understand how important bloodline types are to bloodline warlocks like him.

Although he had already had a certain premonition of his own bloodline, he knew that he could sleep for so long and was still so closely guarded, it would definitely not be too bad.

But all this was speculation, and his heart had not fallen to the ground until it was confirmed.

So although I have a certain degree of confidence, I have never had peace of mind.

However, after hearing such news, he was completely relieved and no longer had to worry about his bloodline.

"Allen, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my bloodline?"

But Hughes was not a silly and sweet guy. Even though he was shocked by the unexpected good news, he quickly woke up and saw the solemn expressions on the faces of Allen and Renard.

"It's nothing wrong, your luck can be said to be very strong."

Alan looked at the sorrow in Hughes's eyes, and without vagueness, he replied directly: "But, you may need a lot of money in the future."

"well?"

Hughes's originally worried face became dull in an instant, and his eyes showed a slow doubt.

Aren’t we discussing bloodlines? Why do we suddenly talk about money? Could it be that my bloodline can still be krypton gold?

Hughes's face roughly expressed this meaning. Although Allen can't read minds, he seems to be able to understand the other person's expression at that moment.

Alan also sighed at this time, understanding why Hughes could sleep for so long after awakening, and then fell into the black iron after waking up.

That's right, Allen can say with certainty that Hughes has reached the Black Iron Level.

Although he had not fought with Hughes yet, the strength of the other party's vitality and the high temperature that could not be controlled have been revealed in this house.

This is also the reason why Allen hesitated. If Hughes had just awakened his blood, of course he would not hesitate and would directly send an olive branch to the other party.

After all, although the Executive Department is short of personnel now, not everyone will be placed on the battlefield.

Even those newcomers who had a certain foundation just arrived just selected a few of the advanced black iron ones to use first, and the others were placed in the executive department to continue training.

Therefore, if Hughes only awakens bloodline and his physical attributes are greatly improved, he will only be happy for the other party and will not worry about anything else.

But in this current situation, three old men in the executive department died in the previous battle, and four more were removed in the last night's battle.

The remaining ten seriously injured people who would have to lie for at least half a month. Now their staff is extremely scarce to the point.

In this case, it is estimated that some executive officers who are still mobilized will be sent to support the Frozen Fortress.

If Hughes was pulled in by him at this time, his superiors would probably not let go of the ready-made combat power of the Black Iron level, and it is very likely that he would be selected to support the Ice Fortress.

If this is true, he might have harmed the other party, so Alan is so confused.

However, although these things were in mind, Allen still answered: "Although the bloodline warlock school pays attention to the purity and strength of bloodline, there are often warlock families who engage in marriage, which is inevitable for anyone."

"But there is one problem with marriage, which is that it will cause blood veins to be mixed and multiple cross-dissipate the origin of life."

Hughes couldn't help but frown when he heard this. Although he still lacked the knowledge of extraordinary knowledge, he could still roughly understand Alan's meaning.

"Well, you mean, I'm in a bad situation."

"Ahem." At this time, Renard coughed twice and showed his existence. After seeing Hughes cast his gaze over, he began to explain with satisfaction.

"It's not that bad, your bloodline is still relatively pure. Under the strongest dominant red dragon bloodline, there are only a few other bloodline powers."

"But, it's mainly because you have reached the Black Iron Level now, and there's some trouble."

"In the big family of bloodline warlocks, children often test their bloodline concentration when they are young."

"Then choose according to their blood concentration ratio and blood strength to perform a blood purification ceremony."

"After the blood purification ritual, the remaining bloodlines of these children are more likely to awaken and can shorten their time to advance."

"It also solved the biggest problem of advanced silver."

Hughes glanced at Allen, and saw that he was nodding, and understood that the other party was right.

Because Reinard and Allen came together and had a conversation in front of him without any concealment, he still had a high trust in Reinard, but he looked at Allen again for insurance.

"But you are so big now, and in the process of advancing to the black iron, the hidden bloodline in your body has also been nourished by many magical particles, becoming stronger and more difficult to purify."

"So, if you want to perform a purification ritual, the cost will be more expensive."

Hearing this, Hughes's face became ugly.

I slept well, but when I woke up, I changed into another place, and there were all kinds of instruments hanging on my body, as if I had fallen into some evil research room. Who can withstand this?

If I hadn't remembered that I asked my dad to find Allen before I fell into a coma, I would have roughly understood my situation, and I would have started to run away from the moment I woke up.
Chapter completed!