Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 21: Sacrifice

Hilliard didn't ask why Ian could tell who was the guard and who was the leader. Psykers could know information that ordinary people couldn't understand, and he was used to it.

"I can't guarantee your brother's safety."

The old knight simply stated: "It can only be done by yourself, and I hope you are ready to fail."

He could see that Ian had already figured out how to deal with the aboriginal attack from the very beginning, but he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly and with so many people.

In that case, let's see what he will do.

"That's enough, teacher, thank you."

Ian responded lightly, and his tone was calm: "When I dealt with my uncle before, most of the 'preparations' in the house were useless, and they may be reused now."

So saying, he took a deep breath, and then stepped forward alone, towards the house.

Entering the house, the wooden boards creaked, and the smell of blood in the air had dissipated. On the contrary, there was still a little smell left by Ian's cooking meat and grilled fish before, permeating the corridors.

The light from the algae oil lamp in the living room shines on the mottled wooden wall, and the dim light is faintly visible, just like when we left.

Ian noticed that the hunter hidden in the corridor was watching him through the gap in the wooden wall, and he was a little surprised—it was not Ossena they expected, but the other party's nephew.

This is indeed unexpected, but it has nothing to do with their work. They only need to be alert to whether there are neighbors around or whether the guards have noticed something wrong here.

In this regard, Ian pretended not to know, he relaxed his breath, and crossed the aisle. The traps on the wooden planks have been repaired, and there is no difference at all from the outside.

"They made preparations that I or Ossena would not come back tonight, so they hid their tracks very well."

Of course Ian could guess that the reason why these Sequoia natives stayed at home was precisely because they planned to chat with Oceana.

When Ian was a child, he often saw Uncle Cheap talking to some unknown people in a daze in the middle of the night.

Although Ian hadn't awakened his memory at that time, he was smart enough to never reveal that he knew the news. It was after that that the child Ian began to prepare to hide a few small silver coins and escape this home.

Of course, my own appearance will surprise these natives, but it will also make them doubt, so I can give Hilliard and myself a chance.

Calm down, Ian came to the living room.

Here, a figure is waiting.

"It's actually you."

The jerky imperial language sounded, and the figure who was treating the wound on his foot stood up, staring at the boy with slightly vertical eyes.

Ian also looked up.

This young aborigine has no hair or eyebrows, brown skin, and dense and strange lines all over his body including his cheeks. But it can prove the other party's shaman status.

The Sequoia natives are short in stature, even the strongest hunters in the tribe are only about 1.56 meters. They are indeed much thinner than the imperial people, but they are very sensitive in movement, and have a certain ability of night vision, sense of smell and poison resistance They are also much stronger than the imperial people, and they are natural hunters in the forest.

In the era of empire development, many colonial empires died when they clashed with the local aborigines, so the parents on the Nanling side used the phrase "being captured and eaten by the aborigines" as a way to scare their children, so Ian also Very clear about the other party's situation.

Elam was wrapped in a blanket and placed on a chair next to the shaman. The white-haired toddler was sleeping soundly, slamming his mouth, unaware of the danger he was about to encounter and the current situation of being entangled by the **** mist.

"It seems that the one who died was Oceana, it's hard to imagine."

The shaman's face was surprised, and the corners of his mouth moved, causing those tattoos to twist weirdly: "He often said that his nephew is very smart and is the best material for sacrifices, so he needs to add more money. So smart."

"It is indeed the best sacrifice." He said firmly.

Ian was silent about it.

The shaman noticed the meaning behind Ian's silence, so he narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You dare to come back alone, it seems that Ossina told you everything before he died."

"Or, have you informed the guards of all this?"

A child who can kill his uncle and see himself so calmly and silently, the shaman guesses that the other party has already informed the local guards of the fact that Osenna and them have hooked up and asked for asylum

Perhaps behind Ian, there is already a team of Harrison Harbor Guards following closely.

But soon, this guess was thrown aside.

Not only was it impossible for the guards to follow a child and let him go home alone, but also because Ian had already spoken.

"No."

The boy stood at the other end of the living room, he calmly said: "Tell the guards that my brother will die, of course I will not do that."

"He is a sacrifice."

Looking at the toddler beside him, the shaman said thoughtfully, then turned his head to look at Ian again: "You too."

"But not now."

Grinning, the ring shaman showed a weird smile: "Ian, I remember your name. Do you plan to inherit your uncle's job and become our partner?"

"You are very smart, Ian. With my help, you can live comfortably and freely. You are much smarter than your uncle, and you will not be as crazy as that idiot who sucked mushrooms."

He sent out an invitation: "Our mountain bone department likes to cooperate with smart people."

The shaman thought that Osenna died from a dream while he was sucking mushrooms, and was attacked by his nephew while he was asleep. This stupid way of death was within his expectation.

The shaman's proposal was not a whim. Because they really need someone to provide them with news about Harrison Port. Although it is inconvenient for children, it is easy to control.

There are not many indigenous tribes around Harrison Port, and there are even more people who cooperate with the people in the port, but the only partner he cooperates with is Oceana. It is impossible for him to become a shaman at such a young age.

Ossina's death is indeed a loss, but that madman sucking mushrooms is too difficult to control. If Ian, a smart kid, is replaced, it may not be a bad choice.

No matter how bad it is, it can be used as a sacrifice.

"A wise man makes the right choice."

So the shaman smiled strangely, he didn't believe that Ian would choose to commit suicide.

As for Elan's life and death shaman, he didn't say anything, it's unnecessary.

Neither did he feel the need to haggle with a child, a stepping-stone to getting him into the eyes of the Great Shaman, and a must for the Horde.