"If I didn't do that, would you all have tried to seek help from Newton?" A gentle voice could be heard in the experimental site. Everyone's faces turned pale and their bodies stiffened.
"What do you mean… I don't quite understand." Ronald forced a smile as he looked around the companions around him, "This formula is the result our collective efforts. How does it have anything to do with Newton? Am I right? Everyone, say something…"
No one spoke. Everyone had just become aware of the presence of tens of dark figures that had appeared from the shadows and were watching all of them intently. They wore solemn-looking masks and were clad in uniforms from top to toe. Only the golden badge on their chest gave away their identity as the Royal Hounds.