Above The Sky
Chapter 715 - 715 3 Now I'm the Head of a Solo Regiment 5600

715: Chapter 3 Now I’m the Head of a Solo Regiment (5600) 715: Chapter 3 Now I’m the Head of a Solo Regiment (5600) Ironwing Dragon Group?

Ian recalled that eight years ago, when Teacher Hiliad learned that the Fiery Flame Land had opened up a mountain path through the Abassalom mountain range, he had wondered how they dealt with the Ironwing Dragon Group within the mountains.

And it was at that time that his first great Prophecy occurred.

To his surprise, eight years later, the Ironwing Dragon Group reappeared and once again crossed paths with him.

“A Fourth Energy Level Ironwing Dragon King, that’s also been enhanced by Fiery Flame Land’s biotechnology, comparable to a True Dragon?”

Ian turned his head to look at the map in the Governor’s Office, his gaze focused on the area distribution as he pondered, “No wonder the Rebellious Mountain People have caused such a commotion.

The King of the Mountain must have been confronting the Ironwing Dragon King recently.

The elite forces of the Dragon Worship Cult and South Ridge have been fighting a war beyond limits with Fiery Flame Land in the mountains.”

“That’s roughly the situation.

Plus, Fiery Flame Land’s special forces infiltration is very severe.

We can only focus on maintaining stability to avoid causing greater chaos.”

Colonel Mayowa clarified Ian’s question with clarity.

This man, whose appearance wasn’t particularly remarkable, but who exuded an aura of fair-minded peace, nodded with a smile, “Mr.

Ian, you said you have a report for me regarding a spy.

What is it exactly?

Could it be, during your travels on South Ridge, you discovered something suspicious?”

If it were an ordinary person, Colonel Mayowa would probably just listen and not take it too seriously, as it was too common for non-professionals to think they’ve spotted a spy.

But Ian was, after all, a young prodigy that even his father greatly valued and had spoken highly of, a genius in the field of Alchemy.

Colonel Mayowa wasn’t uneducated; he too had studied professional Alchemy, so he could appreciate the value of Ian’s recent technical achievements.

If it was a suggestion from Ian, it was worth listening to.

But as soon as the young man began to speak, it confused him, even seemed absurd.

“The spy is right inside the Governor’s Mansion.”

Ian reached out, pointing diagonally toward the direction of the first-floor office area from across the floor: “It’s a malignant parasitic Magical Beast with exceptional lurking abilities.

If it weren’t for my Spirit Energy being particularly effective against it, I wouldn’t have discovered it.”

Colonel Mayowa initially wanted to slam the table and scold Ian for talking nonsense.

Such an accusation was very serious, implying that all the Knights and officials of the Governor’s Mansion, himself included, were useless if they couldn’t even detect a parasitic Magical Beast.

When Marquis Barton returned, despite Ian being the son of a Marquis, he would still be criticized in a military announcement and perhaps even personally punished severely by his own father.

But after all, his father was Marquis Barton, and even though he hadn’t learned the traits of the sphinxes and the mutants, he had mastered proceeding cautiously and covering his tracks in his actions.

“If that’s really the case, then it indeed is a grave oversight on our part.”

Colonel Mayowa crossed his arms, propping up his chin, and said with gravity, “Who exactly is it?”

Even though he didn’t believe Ian’s claim inside, he didn’t say anything like ‘if it’s not true, you will be punished.’

He wasn’t foolish.

Ian was one of their own, a very young junior; after all, he had spoken up thinking he had found a spy.

Even if he was wrong, it was just a mistake of youthful impulse.

An internal reprimand would suffice, no need to make it uglier than necessary.

What’s most important, this matter was only known to him and Ian, and furthermore, it might turn into an opportunity to return a favor.

Ian also saw that Colonel Mayowa didn’t believe him.

Not surprisingly.

If it were anyone else speaking without proof, he would have doubted them too.

Of course, with his personality, Ian actually wanted to say ‘Don’t think you’re incompetent; the neighboring Huai Guang Rescue Team got outsmarted too, and their expertise in dealing with monsters is far superior.

It’s an inadvertent mistake.’ But such words might be a bit too blunt, so he only thought it and didn’t actually say it.

Proof was all that was needed.

Soon, under Ian’s identification, the Governor’s Mansion staff member, glowing bright red and clearly marked as ‘Flesh Transforming Monster·Spiritual Power Control State’ within the Silver Chip, was brought up with a bewildered face.

“He is the spy.”

Ian raised his hand, pointing to a black-haired Iron Folk who seemed to be in his sixties and was considered an old-timer at the Governor’s Mansion.

The man looked naive, and his face was partly grey with a thick beard, indicating deep experience.

If there were to be a spy hunt within the entire Governor’s Mansion, he would definitely be the last person to be suspected.

“Me?

A spy… My lord, this is a false accusation!”

Upon hearing Ian’s accusation, the old staff member named Klein instinctively cried out in protest, but Ian had no intention of wasting words.

A glint of cold light flashed, and ice-blue Origin Quality sparks shot out from the fingertips of the young man, tracing a bright arc in midair.

This nearly instantaneous Ice Spike could not be dodged by an ordinary person.

Upon impact, it would instantly freeze and kill a person.

Colonel Mayowa frowned slightly.

Ian’s readiness to kill was indeed a bit too much, especially since he was already at the Second Energy Level and the victim was an employee of the Governor’s Mansion.

It would be somewhat troublesome to handle.

However, he did not prevent it.

Even if Ian was wrong, killing someone was a bigger mistake, and his assistance afterward would hold value.

But if he was right…