High Above

People are born to listen.

As a baby, listen to your parents' lead.

When you grow up, listen to the teacher's teachings.

As an adult, listen to your boss's orders.

Listening is the fastest way to understand a person, and the most convenient way to get close to a person. Listening can be understood, approached, tolerated, and naturally known.

If it is said that the essence of a human being is the sum of all his social relations...then the voice he utters and hears is a huge net that weaves his "human form".

And you can hear all the sounds on this web, you can weave spider silk to hear more sounds, you can crawl on the web of sound, and listen to the person who floats in the sound ripples in the invisible wind.

One, in addition to being able to listen to the 'Voice of Reality', he can also hear the 'Voice of the Heart'.

Perhaps, it is the person who can get to know one person after another at the fastest speed.

"Welcome to patronize, only two pfennigs are needed today."

Wearing a fortune-telling robe, the smiling Weggs said this to one doubtful but expectant person after another. The man's dark green pupils were deep, and his seaweed-like long black hair spread out, covering half of his body. faces.

Two pfennies, neither more nor less, will buy you a baguette, though you won't get a large steak.

Who would take out this money, just to let a fortune-teller who doesn't know the truth or falsehood say a few ambiguous words?

The answer is many people.

"Sir, can you calculate my recent relationship fortune?!"

A young sailor with bloodshot eyes and freckles looked at him expectantly.

Simple children, worries that can be seen through at a glance.

"Well... Mister, you must have encountered some troubles recently. At this time, you can't worry and rush, just ask and follow up. Sometimes keeping a distance and a sense of boundaries can calm down the relationship between the two parties."

The young sailor suddenly realized, paid the money and left with a grateful face: "Yes, yes...that's right, thank you very much!"

"Huh, I don't know where you come from, you little white-faced liar. Let me tell you, I've seen a lot of people like you. If you have the ability, you can figure out what I had for dinner yesterday!"

A stout fisherman with a dark complexion and a full beard was staring at him with a loud growl, breathing heavily from his mouth.

A self-righteous and inferior person, a guy who can't get satisfaction without attacking others, the marks on his teeth and the taste in his mouth have already given the answer.

"Grilled octopus with mashed potatoes is made in this tavern. Besides, I drank a lot of wine. But I don't think there is any need for divination, everyone can tell."

Amidst the laughter of others, the drunken fisherman gritted his teeth and his face was flushed, but he still paid the money and left angrily: "What... tsk, huh, just try your luck! Isn't it just two pfennies, take it!"

Next, and, and, and.

At a glance, it is clear that things are not going well recently, forcing the depressed porter.

You can guess the artisan apprentice who is studying hard recently but is not making good progress.

A boss whose business is not good; a father who is worried about his children's education; and a painter who is arrogant and rejected by many people.

Their voices are very shallow and easy to hear.

It can be easily understood without using psionic power.

If you want to perfunctory them, you don't need to use your brain at all, you just need to say a few ambiguous words, some general principles that everyone knows, and a few vague words of comfort, and everyone will feel that they have gained something and understood something.

Even, really have the courage to solve the problem.

That's the power of voice...a false voice that can lead to real courage, real strength, and real information.

After listening to the voices of thousands of people, you can understand people's thoughts; after understanding the laments of thousands of people, you can understand the vision of most people.

Because he wants to know the thoughts of the most intimate person in theory, Wiggs wants to hear other people's private voices.

Because of this ardent desire, he awakened the psychic ability called "Wind Flowing Sound" and was accepted by the Imperial Academy of True Knowledge. After a long study and research, he became an apprentice of the Patrol Knights due to various encounters. .

until now.

It has to be said that possessing the psychic ability to hear most of the private conversations, as well as the voices of reporters who have been branded, is really a wonderful match for a patrol knight.

It is precisely because of this psychic ability that can not only eavesdrop, but also partially read minds, that Wiggs can become a full member of the Knights with an identity of less than the third energy level.

Just like now.

In just a few days, through private contact, touching during divination, ordinary handshakes, and seemingly friendly behaviors, the black-haired knight has spread his "spider silk" all over the entire Port of Harrison.

He can set specific keywords, set up a 'special list' that needs to be focused on, and collect the information he wants from the spider webs all over the city all the time.

In recent days, Wiggs has been wandering around taverns, docks and markets.

Sometimes, as a fortune teller.

Sometimes, as a passing businessman.

Other times, as mercenaries and wandering knights.

From different angles, different classes, and different aspects, I buried my own spider threads and listened to every sound in every detail.

Port Harrison's rating? He has already done this kind of small work on the first day.

The fact that Viscount Grant was worried that he was sent by the current emperor to take his position really made him feel funny.

It wasn't that Viscount Grant was amused, because the other party's suspicion was actually true—the 'landkeeper', the current emperor Axel, indeed had such thoughts.

If Viscount Grant did not do well enough, he has considered controlling this future important sea trade port in his own hands, so as to avoid mistakes in the future.

Wiggs found it funny to be himself.

Because, even if the emperor thought so much, it would not be his turn to replace Viscount Grant.

Not his turn, the former apprentice of the most wanted criminal in the history of the empire.

unless……

He can do great things.

Whether it is to completely eradicate all the resistance forces in Nanling, or to find clues to the extremely rare fifth-level titan or ancient dragon; Present an apocalypse weapon...

As long as these great deeds are achieved, no matter how infamous they are, they will be respected by others, let's reverse the public opinion.

Of course, in addition to these impossible things, there is a simpler method.

That is, to find the person who caused him to be ignored by the royal family, alienated by his colleagues, broken dreams, and the source of his pain today.

his guide.

The most wanted criminal in the history of Setar Empire.

Former Captain of the Patrolling Knights.

Black King's right hand.

The man who was revered by all enemies as the 'Immortal City'...

— Hilliard Lessey.

Only by finding him can the root of all this pain be solved.

"Teacher, you hide quite deeply."

In the dim room, Wiggs slowly opened his eyes, and the pale white psychic fluorescence slowly subsided: "There is no clue on the surface—no tall outsiders who suddenly appeared, and no tourists who hired someone to go to sea In recent years, there have not been any incidents where villains have been punished or local gangsters have been attacked..."

"You learned to be smart, but you still didn't stay in the city... But if you really came, there must be clues left."

"And I have caught some clues."