Above The Sky
Chapter 196 - 196 185 The Little Fat Sheep that Came Knocking

196: Chapter 185: The Little Fat Sheep that Came Knocking 196: Chapter 185: The Little Fat Sheep that Came Knocking Yisen Gard indeed came specifically to see Ian today.

This morning, Master Gossay discussed many task-related matters with him, entrusting him with quite a few things, one of which was to contact Ian and inform him that he had been selected for the exploration team and to relay some essential information he needed to know.

So the blond youth brought two guards with him to look for Ian, only to discover that the White Folks appraiser had already left the house and headed outside the city gates.

Yisen Gard felt that there was nothing secretive about looking for someone, so he straightforwardly asked The Gate Guard about Ian’s whereabouts, tossing quite a few Talle in the process—not that The Gate Guard revealed Ian’s location.

It was mainly because Ian himself did not hide it; to attract potential enemies, he even intentionally mentioned his destination openly to others.

Therefore, Yisen Gard and his party followed the lead, and they didn’t even need to use the tracking skills that the guards were proud of; they heard the gunfire of the natives right at the edge of the Misty Forest.

When Yisen Gard heard the gunfire, he was a bit slow to react…

Could there be a Guard Squad fighting with the natives nearby?

The combat sounds quite intense.

Unexpectedly, the guards’ expressions became serious at once—although these veterans who had seen battle had not experienced such gunfights for a long time after they had started serving the Ellen Family, they were very familiar with the differences between the firearms of various nations.

“This is Fiery Flame Land’s seventh generation standard-issue rifle…

it can penetrate five millimeters of alloy armor, quite powerful,”

a dark-skinned guard said in a low voice, “Harrison Port doesn’t have this kind of firearm; the situation is strange, young master, should we go back first?”

For them, Yisen Gard’s safety was of utmost importance.

“No, we must see Mr.

Ian’s condition; he is the focal point of this mission!”

But Yisen Gard was clearly stubborn, still preoccupied with his own mission.

The two guards exchanged a helpless glance, and then proceeded forward with their young master, each pulling out a folding shield and something similar…

no, precisely a shotgun, from the weapon box on their backs.

Their advancement was rapid, but some people’s combat speed was even faster.

By the time the three of them reached the battlefield, Ian had already finished off his opponents.

At this moment, Yisen Gard stood in the corner of the forest, stunned, looking at the scattered corpses and blood amongst which stood the white-haired youth.

Due to the rapid fight just now, the cheap hair tie had snapped, and his long white hair spilled over his shoulders and back.

Ian was now sheathing his sword, his clothes and the tips of his hair stained with splattered blood, but it only made his white hair and skin appear even paler.

Gathering the hair that covered his cheeks behind him, the youth stood openly in place, meeting the gaze of the three, the clear aqua halo in his blue eyes gradually fading.

“Gentlemen,”

he said, smiling at Yisen Gard, calmly remarked, “Did you come to see me today for something specific?”

Along with his words, the miasma that was about to close in around them was repelled again, and the sudden fluctuation of Source Quality made both guards tense for a moment—according to their information, Ian, who had theoretically only recently become a Wave Singer, shouldn’t possess such control.

Unless…

The other was a triple talent in the areas of Alchemy, Inscriptions, and Sublimation Skills!

“This matter must be reported to Master Gossay and Lord Pat.” The guards swallowed hard, confirming this idea.

But Yisen Gard wasn’t thinking that much.

“That’s amazing!”

He exclaimed in admiration, “I didn’t think you could be so formidable…

you could even compete with my brothers!

But you are much younger than them…”

Realizing he was slow on the uptake, the blond youth hurriedly said, “Yes, I did have something to discuss with you today…

so I followed you here, not expecting you to encounter an attack…”

He lowered his gaze to the incomplete corpses of the natives surrounding them, shaking his head, “Perhaps for you, it wasn’t really an attack.”

For the peer before him, such dangerous assaults seemed no different from swatting a few mosquitoes and flies.

“It was an attack, actually.

Today was unexpectedly dangerous, and I never imagined someone would want to kill me so badly.”

Ian shook his head slightly; he did not approach Yisen Gard because the protectees flanking the blond youth were visibly on high alert against him… Of course, no matter how attractive he looked, no bodyguard would let a dangerous individual, who had just killed more than a dozen people and was covered in blood, get near their protectee.

As for why Yisen Gard had come to seek him out today, although Ian was not clear about the reason, he felt it was timely.

——It’s time I hinted at the potential crisis he might face… I haven’t yet achieved enough merit to be knighted; the boss mustn’t die first.

No matter what the Ellen Family, Viscount Grant, or the Imperial Capital were thinking, Ian’s goal was simple: he wanted to earn some merit from the tasks given by the Ellen Family, then obtain the title of a knight and find an opportunity to go out and study abroad.

Both Harrison Port and South Ridge were vast, but not sufficient to serve as his stage…

At least, with his status, at this port belonging to the Grant Family, he could not give full play to his abilities.

The Ellen Family was his first stepping stone, and as opposed to the ulterior-motived Patrick and the almost impossible-to-fool Master Gossay, Yisen Gard was a target that could potentially be ‘guided’ a bit.

However, Ian did not underestimate his opponent—regarded highly by Master Gossay and equally gifted in Alchemy despite his young age, Yisen Gard might be lacking in emotional intelligence, but his IQ was certainly up to par.

Still, just because Ian was tactful did not mean everyone else was.

And having a high IQ didn’t guarantee that he would use it.

Ian remained where he was, but the blond youth ran over to him himself, with guards behind him bearing expressions of disbelief mixed with an inability to intervene—Yisen Gard was faster than all of them.

Yisen Gard had intended to check for any wounds on Ian’s body, since he happened to have medicines on him…

but after scanning him up and down, he found that the White Folk, although covered in blood, did not have a single wound on his body, all the blood was from others.

Moreover, the Source Quality Fluctuation on Ian’s body was very stable, which Yisen, who was very sensitive in this regard, intuitively found somewhat eerie…

No matter what, by the normal standards of the First Energy Level, even if Ian were a genius, his body’s Source Quality would have shown some fluctuations after killing more than a dozen people.

Unless…

The Source Quality and channels of the person in front of him had already been tempered to a considerably high level…

When Ian cleared his throat, indicating that his conduct was quite impolite, Yisen Gard stepped back apologetically.

“I’m sorry…

I came to visit without request…”

He bowed his head, apologizing, “Uh…

Should I call you Mr.

Ian…

or Guide…”

Obviously, he still had something on his mind, hesitating halfway through his sentence, falling silent.

“Either is fine.

Since it’s a private visit, just call me Ian.”

With his hands clasped behind his back, he signaled to the two resigned guards that he indeed meant no harm.

The White Folk youth slightly raised his eyebrows and took up the conversation appropriately, “May I ask what brings you here today?”

Upon hearing Ian’s question, Yisen Gard slowly adjusted and began to speak smoothly again, “Alright, Ian…

Although it’s a bit presumptuous, please allow me to call you by your name.”

“I am here to visit today because there is something that I would like to ask you, as an appraiser who is familiar with the situation around Harrison Port, to analyze for me…”

“Talk away.

How much is the fee.”

Ian raised a hand, interrupting Yisen Gard’s speech, leaving the blond youth momentarily confused and even slightly upset and angry, not understanding why Ian had interrupted him and why he was so bluntly asking for a fee.

But soon, noticing the gestures of his own guards and becoming aware of the bodies and wreckage surrounding them, he realized his own mistake and his ears flushed with embarrassment, “Ah, yes, right…

the matter of the fee is indeed important…

As for the details of the commission, I’ve found a private place where we can discuss it at length!”

“The fee can be negotiated, you can trust the reputation and financial power of the Ellen Family!”

After a deep breath, perhaps for the first time in recent years, stepping out to ‘socialize’ away from his elders, Yisen Gard earnestly extended an invitation to Ian, “Would you be willing to chat?”

“Certainly.”

Seeing the prey before him, Ian gladly agreed.

After the youth and the guards cleaned up the debris on the battlefield and collected all the Alchemical Firearms and Firelocks as spoils of war and ‘evidence’ of the battle.

He returned with Yisen Gard to Harrison Port and headed to the Long Gull Tavern.