Above The Sky
Chapter 1127: 160: Canaan Moore People's Hospitality (5200)_3

Chapter 1127: Chapter 160: Canaan Moore People’s Hospitality (5200)_3

“I think it might be a way for Chairman Yafada to protect his family, to keep himself from being restricted.”

Ian seemed rather thoughtful. Although he had only briefly interacted with Chairman Yafada, the resonance between intelligent people allowed him to see the other’s true thoughts: “When it comes down to it, the power of the Blood of the Ten Kings is significantly weakened outside of Canaan Moore, at least the assassinations aren’t as unrestrained… Once his family leaves Canaan Moore, he can use his power to do something major. Chairman Yafada is someone who can clearly see the situation.”

The Elf Knight Captain standing by was sweating as this group of young people indiscriminately discussed the Grand Council Speaker’s family affairs. He was even a bit frightened that he might have overheard something he shouldn’t, while the other Elven Knights were looking down, pretending to be deaf.

“Does he even have a daughter?”

On the other side, Master Gossay felt a little unsettled: “I’ve been fighting for the country for fifty years, and I’m still alone. That guy Yafada already has a daughter?!”

He decided that no matter what Yafada wants to collaborate on next time, he’s going to make him wait for a few days.

The assassination attempt on Anfa was considered over, and the group set sail, preparing to head to the Ashlight Family’s mansion on the fourth level of World Tree City.

The ten levels of World Tree City were managed by the Blood of the Ten Kings. It’s said that the Ten Kings Blood were the earliest to discover and make a pact with World Tree City, though it had not been fully restored at that time. So, the Ten Kings Blood didn’t immediately take residence but instead returned to their own homes with essential objects to develop further.

Anfa wasn’t well-versed in this; such confidential information was only known to the family heads and might even be a type of spiritual inheritance that needed transferring.

“I need to report to my mentor first, tell him you have arrived in Canaan Moore.”

Midway, Yisen Gard took his leave temporarily. He needed to report his recent whereabouts over the past few days to Master Gossay, as well as to the exploration team representative from The Empire, Crown Prince Carlos.

Ian was very understanding: “In a few days, I also need to visit Prince Carlos. Yisen, please schedule an appointment for me.”

“No problem.” The blond youth smiled as he bid farewell: “In fact, he’s mentioned several times that he wants to meet you. It is by Prince Carlos’s will that I managed to get permission to bring you so easily.”

“I see.”

After Yisen Gard left, Anfa watched his departing direction in a trance, nodding: “I kind of understand why I was attacked.”

Ian turned his head, and the Elf Girl whispered: “The official exploration team of Canaan Moore is equally divided between the Sustenance Party and the Pillar Party. When it comes to actually exploring the relics, conflicts are sure to break out… Yet, I’m not part of Canaan Moore’s official exploration team but instead hold the Dragon Worship Cult’s spot, and with your assistance, Ian, we might progress quicker than the official team.”

“The Pillar Party might accept not being the final victor, but they will never allow someone from the Sustenance Party like me to win, so of course, they’ll deal with me first before considering other issues.”

Saying this, she looked apologetically at Ian: “And after you intervened, Ian, you’ll probably also end up on the Pillar Party’s hit list. In that case, it’ll surely be the two of us targeted for assassination together.”

“Predictable. But there’s nothing to fear.”

Ian raised an eyebrow slightly, smirking: “An assassination needs to be ‘dark’ to work… Come, Anfa, let me tell you a secret.”

He signaled Anfa to come closer. The Ashlight princess was puzzled but still moved her ear towards Ian as he gestured: “What’s so mysterious…”

Then, her eyes widened with an incredulous expression: “What?! How is this possible?!”

“I knew you wouldn’t believe it. Actually, almost no one does.”

The Prophet shrugged, then beckoned to the Dragon Maiden nearby: “Sio, come and tell Anfa, the communication between your Dragon Souls is certainly more sincere and reliable than my words.”

“Huh?”

Sio, who was enthusiastically checking out the surroundings of Canaan Moore, paused for a moment upon hearing Ian’s words before she reacted: “Oh, okay!”

With that, she eagerly hopped over to Anfa and looked into the eyes of the still incredulous Anfa.

Their eyes glowed with a faint luminescence as, through the resonance of Dragon Souls, Sio transferred her memories of the interaction with Ian and how Ian had proven himself a prophet several times.

If True Dragons wish to communicate, they can bypass all usual methods and directly resonate souls—a kind of ultra-information exchange on the Aether flow, can’t lie and won’t have distortions, so Anfa had no doubts, directly accepting Sio’s memories.

“This… I see, no wonder, no wonder you managed so smoothly… No wonder you pinpointed the source of the Qing Steel Stone so easily… it all makes sense now!”

At first, Anfa’s gaze on Ian was full of incredulity, but soon, she grew excited: “Good— great! We’re invincible now!”

Of course, the Elf Girl couldn’t directly mention ‘Prophet,’ even surrounded by loyal Elven Knights, she couldn’t casually do so. Anfa was so excited she nearly spun around, but she soon calmed down: “Let’s return to the mansion first.”

“Ian, coincidentally, there’s an incomprehensible, crucial artifact from the Heterogeneous Research Institute Relics in our Ashlight home… its puzzle can only be solved by you!”

“Oh?”

Ian had only intended to give his companion a bit of insight, laying the groundwork to prove his prophetic identity and make more allies, but it turned out Anfa actually had a key item needing appraisal.

Though the Foresight View isn’t a Prophet Psychic used for appraisal, the Silver Chip is— the white-haired boy grinned: “That’s… quite a specialization match.”