Above The Sky
Chapter 856 - 856 54 The Nature of Dead River Armament 6700_3

856: Chapter 54: The Nature of Dead River Armament (6700)_3 856: Chapter 54: The Nature of Dead River Armament (6700)_3 The new Lord of the Xia Hui Territory, despite strict demands and tight schedules, is overall a good person, especially as he pays employees very well, which is more than can be said for many of the seemingly generous established Nobles.

And this Manager Gama, under him, although recently promoted through a civil service examination, is indeed reliable in his work and takes good care of his people, much more so than the Stewards in several other territories they had visited.

After Manager Gama returned to the city with a convoy of comforts for the workers, a worker couldn’t help but remark, “If only all Nobles’ Stewards were like Supervisor Gama, we’d be more motivated and work would progress faster.”

“Just eat your flatbread.

How many good people like that do you think you’ll encounter in your lifetime?” The foreman heard him and laughed, but couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.

Lately, Supervisor Gama has indeed been visiting the construction site a bit too diligently.

Although every visit brought some comforting food or tea—which was always a good thing—it also implied that the Lord highly valued their work.

Thinking of this, the foreman became more alert—he had to give his all to this job!

Otherwise, for every piece of bread they ate, and every sip of soup they had, it might cost them tenfold from their own bellies!

“You bunch of lazybones, take a break!

We will start work again when the rain lightens up!” He shouted to all the workers, “Liven up!

If I catch any of you slacking, I will bury you in the foundation before the Lord even deals with you!”

“Yes, boss!”

The construction site was filled with laughter and chatter, while Ian, Scott, and Old Farl floated in midair, looking down at the scene.

The floating ice crystals formed into a semi-transparent mist, like a sturdy glass floor supporting them.

Scott had experienced his Lord’s skill before, while Old Farl was somewhat surprised by Ian’s young age and his proficient dexterity, but ultimately he didn’t utter a word.

“Gama…

I never expected the spy to be him.”

Old Farl looked towards the construction manager who had walked away, and after pondering for a moment, recalling information, he slowly said, “He was originally one of the Stewards for building materials at the Lord’s Mansion, a long-serving retainer of the Leyan Family.

His conduct in society has always been highly regarded.

Even after being disowned by the Leyan Family, he shouldn’t have turned to the Fiery Flame Land.”

The old man stated with conviction, “I suspect, the problem lies with his son.

To my knowledge, his son married the daughter of a Scholar from Nauman City some years ago, and even after it was discovered that there was no such Scholar in the city, the woman was already pregnant.

She gave birth to a child, and with a spouse diligent in managing household affairs, he didn’t care much about the small details.”

“That daughter-in-law must definitely be problematic.

Gama is not a fool; being threatened, he would surely realize he’s boarded a bandit’s ship.

But with a grandson involved, things become much more complicated.

He cannot leave the child without a mother or turn his son and himself into enemies.”

“There are not many affairs in the world that involve the revelation of a relative’s deception.”

At this point, Old Farl sighed, “That’s just human nature; once a mistake is made, if it is not immediately severed, one will only fall deeper, harboring illusions of luck.”

“This is indeed troublesome.”

Ian also slightly frowned, “Such infiltration is hard to prevent…

Even if I could identify every spy, the territory would inevitably be short of a talent.”

Although Gama was a spy, he truly worked hard and had considerable skills.

If not for his espionage, Ian would definitely be highly satisfied with him.

“Is there a way to prevent this?” the youth asked.

“There’s no way,” Old Farl narrowed his amber-colored eyes, speaking gravely, “Even if Your Excellency is magnanimous and willing to forgive Gama’s crimes, you will definitely not use him and his family again in the future—their entire family has thus lost all opportunities for advancement in your territory.”

“That’s the end of their future, or rather, the end of their progeny’s future.

Do you think they will risk deceiving you, or will they come forward and confess their wrongdoing?”

“Once they’re dragged into the mire, it’s hard to turn back.”

“But.” At this point, Old Farl’s tone shifted, “Everything must have hope; Gama’s hope is not in himself but in his grandson, so he is different from the others and can be useful; it depends on how you plan to use him.”

“I think there are not many on the list who can remain; Gama is one of them.”

Actually, Old Farl’s method was quite straightforward: he believed that in the recent period, the Fiery Flame Land would definitely send people to attack the territory and disrupt the Xia Hui Territory from establishing a connection with the Abode Tribe by the river.

And as the Supervisor, Gama would surely be a provider of information for the relevant attacks.

As long as Gama was willing to assist the Lord’s Mansion by providing false information to the Fiery Flame Land, willing to use himself as bait and risking his life to lure the troops of the Fiery Flame Land into a trap…

then, whether Gama died or not, past incidents could all be expunged.

Furthermore, if the force sent by the Fiery Flame Land was large and valuable…

then keeping Gama’s position and allowing him to redeem himself through merit was also feasible!

“This matter, I’ll leave it to you to handle.

It’s best to reduce the number of infiltrators, persuade Gama to come up with a good excuse to make the Fiery Flame Land’s raiding troops a little stronger.”

After these words, Ian signaled Scott to learn well from Old Farl.

Although he could spot who was the spy, people were always beguiled, and it wasn’t good for the territory.

“I will, Mr.

Farl certainly taught me a lot of useful experience.” The young Iron Folk nodded earnestly.

He had learned much from the old man lately, which even made him feel a strong impulse to become his disciple.