High Above

Ian narrowed his eyes and observed the eldest prince in front of him extremely carefully.

Carlos still showed a relaxed posture. He bowed his head slightly to Ian, spread his arms, and exposed his well-developed chest, as if to say that Ian was welcome to look at him and observe as he pleased.

Speaking of which, the eldest prince of the empire is indeed a person who does not match his appearance and acts quite freely.

When Ian arrived at the door of the embassy from the Ember Lantern Mansion on the fourth floor of the World Tree Capital, Carlos was already waiting at the door. He laughed and went out to greet the boy. The warm embrace undoubtedly made the prophet I was a little surprised - the other party was not friends like Isengard and Anfa, but he was so enthusiastic when they first met, and he was either a traitor or a thief!

After that, Carlos did show his extraordinary speed. In just an instant, the eldest prince who was originally at the gate came to Ian, matching his self-described speed of light... but this speed was not without warning.

Carlos's high-speed movement will bring considerable fluctuations in the source material. The longer the distance, the greater the fluctuations in the source material.

indeed. Carlos can use his own essence to suppress the changes in the surrounding air, or in other words, move like real light - but this movement is definitely limited to the surroundings of his body, and the surrounding clothes are already very reluctant.

Take a glass of juice from the counter and put it on the table without any fluctuation... Is this possible?

No.

Of course it's impossible.

Ian looked at the table. It was a very common Canaanite-Moorish style tea table. The four table pillars were carved into four butterflies that had just begun to emerge from their cocoons, and the tabletop was a crystal clear complex butterfly. Wings, the light flashes back and forth in these butterfly wings. In human eyes, it is a dazzling river of scales, as dazzling as real butterfly scale powder.

The purple peach juice was placed there, motionless.

The light... motionless, the slightest bit of juice that has not yet stirred...

The young man suddenly understood. He saw through Carlos's method: "It's a deception."

Raising his head, Ian said softly but firmly: "Juice has been here from the beginning. Your Highness Carlos, you haven't moved since the beginning. You have been sitting on the sofa and just straightened up a little - Juice From the very beginning on the table, you used the most exquisite light blinding method to deceive my vision, and sealed the taste of the juice with the sublimation technique that may have been prepared a long time ago."

"You have been taking the lead in the topic just now, letting my thoughts follow your topic. This leaves me no time to perfectly observe the wine bottles on the table and the juice hidden in the light, and use high-speed movement to go out. The action that greeted me also made me subconsciously assume that you would take the same method to get the juice."

After saying this, he laughed: "You use light to block your vision, and use a small amount of source matter to suppress the spread of the smell. Your Highness, you have been misleading and deceiving since we met. This is a carefully planned trap that makes my instinct and intuition tricked myself into thinking I had the right answer.”

"But in reality, you never acted."

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

The eldest prince Carlos looked at Ian with a look of surprise. He clapped his palms vigorously, as if celebrating some of the most exciting happy events: "Yes! That's it!"

"Ian, as expected of you...you actually saw through this. You know, when I first showed my little deception skills, I could deceive even the average fourth-level person. Yes, but you, as the second energy level, can discover it!”

"That's ridiculous."

Ian remained calm and said modestly: "Your Highness, you definitely did not use all your strength to deal with me... and you also deliberately chose a butterfly wing table with a large amount of light refraction, which can easily remind people of the correct answer."

"Actually, as long as I don't use my psychic powers, I won't be able to discover the perfect light deception technique."

"Haha, don't be modest. Although fighting requires only this moment of hesitation and distraction, if it is fighting, you can see through it at a glance."

Carlos shook the wine bottle in his hand, then took a sip, and said cheerfully: "And, you kid, the subtext behind your words is that as long as you turn on the prophetic power, no one in this world can lie to you? It’s true, it’s more than enough for the prophet to see through this little trick.”

"But. Little Prophet, you still made a mistake."

"Ian, do you see that?"

As he said this, the eldest prince held his left hand in the air, and the purple peach juice originally placed on the table rose into the air and came to Ian: "Take a good look."

Ian frowned slightly, he took the purple peach juice, and then his body froze slightly.

"This is not Zitao..."

The moment Ian took the juice, the purple color in the cup immediately faded and turned into a fresh pink!

The young man stared at the cup in his hand in astonishment: "Peach juice?"

Looking up, Ian almost took a breath of cold air: "Now the price of juice will become one-ninety-tenth of the original price!"

"Why do you care about the price? I think peach juice tastes better than purple peach, and my tongue won't turn purple."

Carlos shook his head and showed a standard eight-toothed smile: "You can see through the first point, which is enough to surprise me, and the second point, although it seems that I revoked the source of matter, so the purple peach turned back into honey. Peach, but in fact, I felt that your essence came into contact with my essence the moment it touched the cup - that is not a coincidence."

"Although the next moment, you shrank back, like a slippery catfish, pretending not to notice it... But I clearly sensed it, so I took the initiative to cancel the source of the matter and ended it. Test this time and declare your victory.”

Facing Ian, who still looked confused, Carlos kicked the table angrily: "Don't put on an innocent face. It looks good and it's easy to get away with it, but it's useless to me."

He was getting up at the moment, but he was still lying on the sofa: "Don't pretend. Mikael should have told you, right? Pretending too much is the same as showing your own strength. You have demonstrated high-level source quality control." With your skills and combat power, you can even have the upper hand against the dedicated assassins of the Ten Kings of Blood. How could you shrink back? You can definitely find out!"

"Once discovered, the pretense of what's inside the bottle is meaningless."

"But I actually didn't expect that you could actually notice something was wrong with the juice the first time you picked up the bottle."

"It's considered vigilance."

Seeing that there was no way to hide it from Carlos, Ian also changed his expression and said relaxedly: "It is too difficult for me to believe that the contents of a bottle that has been manipulated by a fraud master are what I saw... That’s right.”

"What's more, can't you also see that I am a prophet?"

"Ian, this is not a difficult matter at all."

When Carlos heard this, he moved on the sofa. He sighed and said: "Your sect, the Chongling Sect or the Star Soul Sect, in short, it is the new sect in Nanling, and the names of prophets in it are all resounding. It reaches heaven and earth.”

"Furthermore, as soon as I heard what you said, I knew that because of your origin in Nanling, you lacked some not-so-secret common sense of high-level nobles."

At this moment, the man with long platinum hair raised his brows and said seriously: "That is, no one, no liar or gambler, dares to call himself a prophet to deceive people."

"Even psykers, even psykers with almost prophetic power, would not dare to call themselves prophets rashly."

"because……"

"The four orthodox religions will investigate the true situation of this 'prophet' as soon as possible and share information with each other!"

After finishing speaking, Carlos continued to show his standard friendly smile. He looked at Ian who looked stunned with a playful expression: "How about it, do you understand now?"

"Huai Guang did not question you. Neither did the Psychic Order."

"All Spirits Hall has no response to this. The Suming Cult has just sent a team to Nanling - they have neither tied you up nor labeled the sect that claims to have a prophet as a 'cult'..." Do you know what this means?"

Ian was silent, while the eldest prince continued to talk: "No reaction is the greatest reaction."

"The four orthodox religions are silent. In theory, the Huaiguang Church, which can be known first, is your friend. Listen, Ian. It is impossible for a person to be neither an ordinary person nor an ordinary person after being inspected by the four orthodox religions. Not a prophet. You must be one or the other, there is no other possibility.”

"So much information."

He gestured with a sword finger with his finger and wiped it on his neck: "Brother, if I don't see this, why should I be the supreme commander of Jinghai Guard? What kind of intelligence department should I control?" ? I might as well hit my head on my younger brother’s sword and die, so as not to bring shame to the Setar family.”

"Also a possibility……"

Although he had already acquiesced, Ian took a sip of peach juice and still responded with interest: "That might be a prophetic artifact, right?"

"Indeed, quite a few."

The eldest prince did not deny this possibility: "But if the prophetic artifact can be used by the right person, then he is a prophet - do you think there are many people who can use the prophetic artifact normally? That also requires corresponding talents, especially How many years does it take to find a perfect controller of a specific prophetic artifact? Besides not being prophets, they are not much more common than prophets!”

"oh?"

Ian's head rested lightly on the sofa, and he let the back of his head sink into the soft pterosaur wing membrane, lost in thought.

——The little girl that Ryan took, one of the Baron's children...a little girl named Linda.

She can control the prophet's relic "The Skull of a Moment".

And she is an artificial psyker.

Obviously, that is the artificial psyker specially created by the Gnostic Institute to adapt to the Skull of the Moment... They have mastered this technology!

Prophets are difficult to make, or rather impossible to make, so try to make psykers who can use them based on the relics of the prophets!

As long as you open your mind, the road is very wide, and don't be afraid of failure. There won't be any consequences anyway, right? Experiments on artificial psykers can also be verified.

At this moment, Ian understood the thoughts of the scholars at the Academy of Spiritual Knowledge...the despicable and vicious thoughts.

——What other research does the empire have?

Thinking of this, he took another sip of peach juice.

"This is a cover-up."

At this moment, the eldest prince Carlos pointed at the juice cup in Ian's hand, smiled and said seriously: "No one will be deceived the second time, but as long as it is the first time, no one can guarantee that he will be able to see through it and be deceived. The technique of premonition of the ascendant.”

"As long as they take things that are inherently dangerous as a matter of course, they will not have any obvious foreknowledge of it. At most, they will feel vaguely uneasy."

"But, which high-level ascendant doesn't live in a vague sense of unease? Who can live in this world with peace of mind? As long as you can do this, you can deceive the strong."

"Like now - Ian."

"Don't you realize that peach juice is actually poisonous?"

Saying this, the prince of the empire was quite evil. He showed a cheerful smile like a little boy who succeeded in playing a prank. He pointed at the peach juice cup in Ian's hand and said with a evil smile: "That's the poison of the Moonlight Snake. It is tasteless and tastes similar to peach juice. Although it may not be fatal to you, it can make you paralyzed and lie on the sofa as comfortably as me!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ian was holding the juice cup in his right hand, and he also showed a wicked smile like a little boy who had succeeded in playing a prank. The holder of the water fairy bloodline raised his left hand: "Your Highness, don't look down on others!"

What appeared in Ian's left hand was a small group of ice crystals... It was the moonlight snake's poison that the young man had purified from peach juice with his own body and crystallized in the palm of his hand!

Under the genuine astonishment of Prince Carlos, Ian tossed up the poison crystal and dropped it back into his mouth. The young man chewed it and said with a smile: "I am close to a master alchemist, even the youngest master of alchemy." ——As you said, it’s okay if I don’t know, I’ve already been vigilant, the purple peach and peach have been discovered, how can it be possible that the poison can’t be discovered?”

"What's more, the moonlight snake's poison..."

Ian swallowed the sweet poisonous crystals in his mouth and shrugged: "It tastes very good, and it is also tasted by the peach juice."

He is not poisoned at all... As Prince Carlos said before, as long as he is prepared, the sublime can deal with any attack.

Whether it's light or poison... it's the same.

"Wonderful!"

Prince Carlos exclaimed in amazement. He even put down the wine bottle and gave Ian a gesture of admiration: "You are several times better than I thought - how many surprises are you going to bring? You are really a treasure. .”

"You have to know that this seemingly simple serial deception was able to hide the past from the strongest man in the world!"

At this point, his expression suddenly became sentimental: "The first knight back then was like this...Such a simple technique can still be effective as long as it is used when a strong man like him is relieved and relaxed."

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