The Servant's Secret

The alien technology inside had been perfectly preserved.

They simply could not believe it—how had the weak Draconis Empire managed to take this battleship from the hands of the aliens?

At this point, they could no longer deceive themselves.

This so-called weak nation possessed a power beyond their comprehension.

"How was the harvest this time?" Amalia had come to the plaza with the king to welcome everyone back as Kenny Lin leaped down from the top of the battleship.

Seeing his vibrant energy and how his aura had become even more refined compared to when he left, Amalia guessed that he must have fed well during his expedition.

"Not bad, though it doesn't compare to how you get a steady stream of faith energy every day," Kenny Lin admitted with a hint of satisfaction.

"Feeling salty about it?" Amalia chuckled.

"Oh, absolutely. Bitter to the core," Kenny Lin shamelessly confessed.

He was indeed jealous.