High Above

Ever since leaving Harrison Port yesterday, Ian noticed something was wrong with the birds on the roadside.

Just like when he noticed that his younger brother had the psychic mark left by Wiggs on his head.

Today he also saw many psychic fragments scattered on the heads and eyes of some birds, with light blue light flowing.

Those little crispy birds that tilt their heads to look at the caravan are carriers. Because they are not afraid of people, they are also very suitable for this kind of surveillance work - who would have thought that their daily snacks are used to monitor their own eyes?

At this time, who else, or in other words, which other party can send psychics to monitor themselves?

Because there were so many, Ian didn't know.

The person who can allow a psychic to monitor him point-to-point must be a powerful force.

But maybe there are too many forces watching you.

The Land of Fire, the Ellen Family, the Marquis of Barton, as well as Whale Song Cliff and Canaan Moore... they may all be interested in him because of the maze incident.

It's hard to pinpoint who.

But he also learned a lesson from Viscount Grant.

——No matter who he is, I will default to Fei Yandi.

The Imperials liked hearing this and had no doubts.

"I'll repeat it again."

He was fully armored, and the cyan eyes behind the helmet flashed with his tone, exuding a dangerous aura.

Ian looked around at the confused caravan members who then quickly became vigilant, and said in a calm and polite tone: "If the traitor doesn't come forward on his own and is found by me, then I will turn him into alchemy materials."

He whispered to himself: "I happen to be still worried. After leaving Harrison Port, it will be difficult to cultivate some biological substrates... It will be much easier to handle with living vessels."

Everyone obviously heard this soliloquy, and they suddenly felt horrified, and the originally subtle but continuous noise suddenly stopped.

In the caravan, the hunters who were preparing to participate in the long-distance hunting were immediately isolated, and the surrounding area was deserted for several meters.

In the continent of Terra, apart from the stereotype that alchemists often have explosions and leaks of toxic substances in their studios, bio-alchemists are also often said to kidnap outsiders and homeless people as raw materials for biological experiments. 'Such a stereotype.

Ian had no intention of refuting. On the contrary, he wanted everyone to think that he was dangerous and scary.

Now that he has left his hometown and his younger brother, he doesn't mind being a truly terrifying alchemist in the eyes of outsiders.

Moreover, such words can also force out the inner ghost.

Turning on the psychic power, Ian's eyes swept across the caravan members one by one. Most of the caravan members were white people, and their perception of him was all 'green' - after all, they were all his own people, and they had received more or less favors from him. The favorability rating has been good over the years.

Most of the teams of hunters and herb gatherers are gray and white, which proves that they have no favorable or unfavorable impression of themselves that can 'affect their choice'.

But just after Ian made the threat, a hunter with a slightly uneasy expression suddenly turned light red.

"It's actually true."

The young man nodded understandingly and said to himself: "It seems that my guess is correct. To attract a group of magical beasts, it does require internal coordination."

With his spiritual power, he couldn't directly tell who the mole was... after all, as long as the mole had no ill intentions towards him.

The mole only needs to complete the other party's task, such as smearing some special tracking powder on the caravan's car. This method can't even say who is targeted. Just leave a mark, and Ian can't see that the other party is interested in it. own attitude.

But once such a threat is passed, out of self-danger and fear, the emotional changes and targets become obvious and intense.

However, before Ian could speak, the hunter who unexpectedly looked into Ian's eyes blushed, put down the sword in his hand and the bow on his back, and stood up tremblingly.

This surprised Ian: "You actually admitted it?"

"Master, I, I just report the prices of goods in the market... I didn't expect that the other party was from Feiyandi!"

Hearing Ian's somewhat regretful tone, the hunter who even dared to draw his knife and engage in close combat with the reef-eating sea otter was startled.

Ian is not only an ascendant, but also a decorated knight. He is also the real manager of this caravan. Even Warcraft does not dare to go against him.

With strength, power and prestige, how could he dare to speak loudly.

The most important thing is that the hunter is not a fool. When he saw Ian's psychic gaze locked on him, he knew that he had been exposed... A well-known appraiser must have good eyesight.

Or a psychic? Maybe he can read minds?

In this case, why not confess, how much money did the people from Feiyandi give him? Not worth the harsh words.

I have to say that the stereotype of psykers is also very useful - "Psychics can read minds" is a false news, but it does make many people afraid to lie to psykers.

"Tie him up."

Without saying much, Ian ordered the guards on the side, and then waved to the crowd: "Everyone, please disperse, he is the only one. The Warcraft will probably not come back tonight, thank you for your hard work."

He turned his head and told the cook: "Silla, give everyone an extra meal tonight."

"yes!"

Both the guards and the cook responded in turn, and the dejected mole was tied up and taken aside to wait for Ian's interrogation.

The result of the interrogation was actually very simple - he didn't lie, he really didn't know that the other party was from Feiyandi.

His usual assistance is to help some guys who look like businessmen to collect market information from certain chambers of commerce in Harrison Port and surrounding towns.

Including the receipt prices of food, iron products, handicrafts, medicinal herbs and hunting of monsters.

As an old hunter who can participate in long-distance hunting, it is indeed not difficult to figure out the data of several familiar chambers of commerce. He feels that this is what other chambers of commerce want to obtain the details of their competitors. It is not an important thing anyway, and it can If you don’t take the money for a drink, it will be free.

As for the matter of luring the reef-eating sea otter to attack the caravan, he loudly complained.

"I really don't know about this monster attack. I originally planned to fight - if I caused it... No, how could I attract it? I'm not stupid, and they didn't give me so much money. !”

"To be honest." Ian ignored the hunter named Qu. He said to the livid-faced Chamber of Commerce manager on the other side: "The people from Feiyandi are targeting me. They probably used some method to locate this guy, and then manipulated him. The small animals induced the monsters to attack the convoy."

"I'm so sorry, Master, it was our dereliction of duty this time..."

"I told you, you are here for me."

Ian shook his head. Ever since he became a knight, people who originally called him 'Ian' have switched to calling him master... and Brin called him by his first name because he was familiar with him.

After all, there are so many names, so it is normal to choose the one that is least likely to make mistakes.

In addition, Ian was now wearing a helmet and could not see his too young face, which made it easier for others to shout.

He thought for a while, and then said: "Wait until daytime tomorrow, find a guard to take him back. The Viscount must want to survive, and Feiyandi must have other agendas when searching for material data in Nanling towns."

"I understand." The steward nodded solemnly in response, but then he was startled: "Wait, sir, what are you going to do?"

"What else can be done." Ian, who had already put on his sword, turned his back to the steward and said, "Of course, get rid of those people from the Flying Flame Land."

——If you dare to spy and test now, will you be able to pay it back later?

How could he leave with peace of mind if he didn't unplug these guys?