Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 191: The Conspiracy of Flameland (4/4)
"What did you say?" "Tell me in detail."
Knowing that Ian is a prophet, Elder Pude showed a surprised expression. He did not expect that Ian would say such a detailed hunch... Although he did not expressly say it, it is difficult for ordinary perception-type psykers to have such a specific feeling. , keen perception.
However, Viscount Grant did not have any hesitation or doubt. He lowered his eyes, as if thinking of something, and asked Ian to explain directly.
"I feel the needle-like danger in Isengarde, not from him, but from something bigger. I can only feel this, as if I don't want to sit on the road that I am about to encounter Like a ship capsized in a storm, my premonition told me not to go near him.”
Ian is not as sensitive as Elder Purdue. If someone pretends to be a prophet, he may avoid the word of premonition, because it may reveal the fact that they do not have the real ability to predict.
But true prophets are not stingy about showing their keen perception, because they know very well that there is a huge difference between their real ability and their premonition.
It is enough for them to utter ordinary premonitions, and no one will doubt whether they are prophets.
As it is now, Viscount Grant has no doubts.
Human premonitions are very strange things. Some people will suddenly feel flustered and uneasy before boarding a big ship, and then cancel the plan to go to sea. Then the ship really encounters a monster or a shipwreck. Overturned and missing.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in coastal areas, and most of the protagonists are ordinary people.
That being the case, it is not surprising that psykers have keen premonitions about their own life and death.
"Indeed."
Sitting upright, Viscount Grant has already entered the working state, and the brown-haired blue-eyed nobleman pondered: "I have also thought about it for a long time, if it is the internal struggle of their Ellen family, it is because the dark hand was discovered, so They will definitely choose to attack directly - since there is no way to use the blue flame bracelet to make Isengarde fail to advance and lose the qualification to compete for the head of the family, then they will definitely choose to kill."
"The exposure has been exposed. With the strength of the Ellen family, it is not difficult to find out who is behind the attack, so you must first achieve your goal before you are discovered."
"Huh."
Now it's Ian's turn to fall into deep thought. He thought to himself: "The Blue Flame Bracelet only reduces the success rate of Isengarde's advancement, making him lose his potential and not be able to compete for the Patriarch? I thought it would suddenly trigger an explosion and kill him What about."
"In this way, Patrick's strange attitude towards Isengard can also be explained... That guy didn't really want to kill his nephew, he just wanted to make him uncompetitive... But I said this If not, he has no choice but to use the method of killing to solve it as soon as possible.”
"That's it! I said why he had the intention to kill me at the beginning - although I was not wrong at all, but in a sense, it was my actions that forced him to kill his nephew himself , so he wants to kill me instead!"
Thinking of this, Ian couldn't help but feel a little strange: "How much interest is it that makes Patrick do such an awkward thing? And this group of imperial nobles are really sick."
He can vaguely feel that behind all this, there are real details and information that he has not fully discovered yet.
Although there may be benefits, it is definitely not just benefits-this awkward way of acting proves that there are more hidden secrets behind it.
Patrick's motive may be the clue to debunk all this.
"As for these firearms..."
At this moment, Viscount Grant also took over the blood-stained alchemy pistol from Ian. He didn't care about it, but observed it carefully, and said firmly: "It is indeed a new model of Feiyandi. Alchemy firecrackers...Damn it, they didn't launch a direct attack, but have they already arranged for agents to infiltrate?!"
At this moment, Viscount Grant obviously became serious.
Six years ago, the countries of Flameland opened up the junction of the Baisen Mountains and the Absalom Mountains, connecting them with the western plains of the empire.
Originally, everyone thought that the two sides would have a fierce fortress-canyon battle, but they never thought that both sides would fight to the death. The bloodline alliance of various countries began to fight for dominance within Feiyandi, and the imperial capital also fought with the Western Grand Duke. Fighting openly and secretly belonged to equal opponents.
However, since the channel has been penetrated, it is impossible for both parties to do nothing.
Viscount Grant didn't know what the empire had done, but what Feiyan had done was now obvious.
——Send Anzi to the rear of Nanling to encourage the indigenous mountain people, help with training, and provide weapons and supplies...
"Maybe, a whole sublimator agent team has already been sent!"
In such a city, Viscount Grant, whose memory is not bad, thought of the 'flash mosquito disease' that dragged down Bishop Baiwu a few years ago: "This kind of plague is not the usual handiwork of the indigenous people. After all, our epidemic prevention is simple. They are If you really live with a group of mosquitoes, you are more likely to be infected!"
"Could it be that the spies from Flameland have already started to act so early?"
Thinking of this, the Viscount calmed down instead.
Flying Flame's spying on the empire is obvious, and it is impossible to start acting so fast. At most, from now on, it is necessary to readjust the policy and attitude towards the indigenous people.
A group of scattered natives is not the same as a group of natives with flying flame training and firearm support.
As for this moment...
"Ian, your information is very important, I will remember it."
The middle-aged aristocrat sorted out the priorities, and he said slowly: "Let's talk about the affairs of the Ellen family first. After all, I am His Majesty's grandson, and I don't want to be reprimanded by His Majesty."
"Is there something we need to do?"
Ian said: "As a fellow traveler, I will definitely be affected - Lord Viscount, I don't think I can survive the force attack that attacked Isengard."
"I can't shoot directly."
Viscount Grant stood up, walked around the office, and then slowly said: "These are all speculations, I have no room to intervene - the Ellen family does not need my escort, they have their own strength, Patrick this time They also brought their ether-armed split as the final hole card. Although it is not as powerful as the original body, it is more than enough for us."
"With him here, I'm afraid I can protect Isengard without me."
——He's the biggest problem, okay?
Ian couldn't help opening his eyes wide. Good guy, fortunately I planned to report the news to the Viscount and Elder Pude, otherwise I would not get the key information!
Aether armed split, he didn't ask about the specific meaning of this term, as the name suggests, it must be a copy of the ether armed. Viscount Grant also said that it is not as strong as the original version, but it is also armed with ether after all, and it is impossible to face the enemy head-on without armor.
"The problem is still indigenous."
Thinking about this, Ian expressed his discovery again: "Viscount, the change in the Tenglan Department is very obvious. I haven't seen any merchants from the Tenglan Department come to sell relevant materials for more than ten days in a row... "
"Isengard has already told me their real mission...Your Excellency, you must also know that, if this is the case, is it possible that there is also a relationship between the change in the Tenglan Department and the mission goal? Are the spies of the Feiyan Land Already know the 'Zhanhai Crystal Dragon'?"
"The enemies that the exploration team has to face may not only be the killers targeting Isengarde... but also the natives, and the Flaming Land behind the natives!" (to be continued)