While observing the Knight Sergeant, Garon and the other two were taken away from the scene by the medical staff, and sent to a white carriage.
Lying on the stretcher, Garon's gaze unconsciously looked towards the direction of the Knight Sergeant, and his heart skipped a beat.
The other party was also looking at him, with a hint of coldness and deep meaning in his eyes.
"Let's talk later."
A voice suddenly rang in Garon's ear.
Garon's heart skipped a beat, and looked around, but he didn't see anyone talking to him. He noticed that the Knight Sergeant seemed to have nodded at him, and quickly turned around.
After getting on the carriage, a group of people escorted them to a small hospital in White Garon. A bespectacled male doctor gave Garon a cursory examination, and made sure that he wasn't injured. He wrote a prescription for excessive shock, and then asked Garon to buy some simple external injuries and anti-inflammatory medicine. After paying, he let them go.
Garon walked out of the pharmacy, and soon saw the Knight Sergeant waiting for him in the hospital corridor.
The two of them stood in the white corridor, facing each other.
The Knight Sergeant's gloomy face forced a smile, and he extended his hand.
"Eisenhart, the local Knight Sergeant, patrol captain and security officer."
"Garon, Garon Lombard." Garon shook his hand, and then let go. "Let's find a quiet place."
"Okay." Knight Sergeant Eisenhart nodded, "Follow me."
He turned and walked into a small ward. Garon followed him, and hung the 'Do Not Disturb' sign, and then locked the door.
In the ward, there was a bed, a table, and chairs, and a bunch of withered yellow flowers in a vase.
The window was open, and the white curtains swayed in the wind.
Knight Sergeant Eisenhart walked to the window, and turned around to look at Garon quietly.
"Tell me the truth, did those people come for you?"
Garon was silent for a while, and then nodded.
"I don't know, but it's possible."
"The totem users in the Lush Forest are already in a mess, how dare you come here? Don't you know that there's chaos here? So many people died in the conflict a few days ago, and you still don't know how to avoid it? "The sergeant lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.
He glanced sideways at Garon, his eyes filled with deep disgust and fatigue.
"Two or more totem users die in the Lush Forest every day. It doesn't matter which side you're on, it's not a good time to come in."
"Actually, I don't know anything …" Garon frowned. "I'm just an ordinary person who barely finished his apprenticeship. My home is here. I just want to go home. Also, what exactly is going on with the chaos you mentioned? What kind of people were totem users? I only know Luminarists … "
The sergeant took a deep puff of his cigarette, and the butt of the cigarette lit up.
"An ordinary person who just finished his apprenticeship?" His eyes suddenly sharpened as he stared at Garon's face like a hawk.
He thought for a moment and stretched out his right hand.
Slap.
He snapped his fingers.
In an instant, a circle of silver ripples spread out from between his fingers.
The ripples spread to every corner of the room in an instant. At the same time, it swept across Garon's body.
The sergeant stared at Garon's body, as if he was looking for any reaction. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything.
Suddenly, the sergeant's expression became unusually rich. He seemed to have relaxed. He put out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray on the table.
"Very good, very good. I've wronged you. You really are a newbie. "The sergeant's gloomy expression suddenly softened. "Alright, sit down. You're a Luminarist? A traditional one? "
Garen looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Aren't you one too?"
"No, it's not that. Of course I'm a Luminarist too, but I'm a totem user inside. Don't tell me you don't even know this? "Sergeant Eisenhardt's expression became strange." Didn't your teacher tell you? "
Garon shook his head. Suddenly, the sergeant's expression became even stranger.
"Alright." The sergeant pulled a chair for Garon and let him sit. "It's been a long time since I've seen such a fair newbie. Call me Eisenhardt, everyone who knows me calls me that. "
"Alright, Mr. Eisenhardt." Garon organized his thoughts. "I'd like to ask, what exactly is a totem user? What's the situation in Lush Forest now? "
"I can answer these two questions." Eisenhardt clenched his fists. "Luminarists are actually a very complicated field, containing many research applications. Humans have limited intelligence and energy, so we've formed different divisions of labor. Luminarists are divided into three groups, Luminarists, Forgers and Totem Users. Luminarists are traditional, they create their own totems and use their own totems. Forgers specialize in creating totems, selling unactivated totems to Totem Users to use and activate them for profit. Totem Users, on the other hand, specialize in using totems in battle. "
"So the division of labor is different." Garon nodded in understanding.
"Yes, the division of labor." Eisenhardt nodded in agreement. "This is the first question, then the second, the current situation in Lush Forest. On this point, I can only tell you briefly. There's chaos in Lush Forest now. Do you know about the situation in White Rose? "
"Is it the chaos in White Rose City?" Garon's heart skipped a beat.
"The nature is similar." Eisenhardt nodded solemnly. "It happened last night, the chaos caused many deaths and dozens of injuries. So we sealed off this area overnight, not allowing anyone to pass. But we didn't expect you to still come, and get attacked. "
"What about Trejon Hill, how's it going now?!" Garon quickly asked.
"The Trejon Hill family has a good foundation, there are three totem users in charge, and the Hill Lord himself is a Forger, they have a good relationship, so it shouldn't be a problem for a while. Why? Your house is in Trejon Hill? "Eisenhardt saw his anxious look, and immediately asked.
"Yes, I came back this time because I wanted to make a trip back. But I didn't expect … "Garon sighed. "Oh right, Mr. Eisenhardt, you're not a local, right?"
"You have a good ear. I was just transferred here from Hana Province. " Eisenhardt nodded. "Alright, I've said what I need to say, you should leave first, find a place to hide in another province. If you go in now, a rookie like you, any totem user can kill you. "
Garen smiled bitterly and helplessly.
"I've offended the Military Council, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble wherever I go."
"The Military Council … It's a little troublesome …" Eisenhardt frowned. "A Luminarist like you who doesn't even have a core totem, you can't even withstand a single blow."
He stood up, and walked around the room a few times.
"How about this, you should be most anxious to create your own core totem, right?" He stood still and asked.
"I've trained in martial arts for a while, I should be able to protect myself …" Garon couldn't help but argue.
"Protect yourself?" Eisenhardt shook his head helplessly. "You still don't understand the difference between a totem and a normal person."
He raised his right hand, and the green ring on his middle finger flashed with a green light.
"I'm only in charge of a small patrol area in the Lush Forest, I'm only using one-tenth of my ability. Be careful. "
Garen focused his attention on it. Without making a sound, his aura slowly spread out and completely occupied the entire room.
The combined aura state when he killed the two people appeared again. Although his body didn't expand, he used at least eighty percent of his ability.
The reason why he argued just now was because he wanted to see the difference between himself and a real Luminarist. All this while, he had never faced a Luminarist head on. Now was the perfect opportunity.
The platinum aura, invisible to the naked eye, flowed around the room.
Whoosh …
A gust of wind blew, lifting the white curtains, just enough to cover Eisenhardt for a moment.
"It's over." Garon suddenly felt goosebumps on the back of his neck, Eisenhardt's voice was close, standing behind him, a short dagger in his hand pointed at his back.
Garon could feel that the tip of the dagger seemed to be filled with some kind of terrifying power.
He looked at the original position, the curtains fell, and Eisenhardt was long gone.
"When …" Garon felt that his throat was dry. The skin on his back was covered with goosebumps. Obviously, this was the body's natural reaction when faced with a threat. That dagger definitely had the power to pierce through his defense.
"It's not that I'm fast. It's that you're too slow. "Eisenhardt kept his dagger, walked to the side of the bed and sat down. "My totem's ability is slow, if you have a core totem, then part of the slow effect would automatically bounce off. Unfortunately, you don't, at least not now. So my ability was fully utilized. The slow effect of a hundred times was completely realized. So, when the wind blew the curtains, for a moment, I slowly walked behind you, pulled out the dagger, and pressed it against your back, just a little push. Psst! "
He imitated the sound of the dagger piercing into the body. Then he lowered his head, looking at Garon, who looked calm, but his eyes were a little gloomy.
"This is one-tenth of my ability … Without a core totem, you're no different from a normal person …"
Garon's heart kept sinking.
Just now he had raised his alertness to the highest level, but he still couldn't react to Eisenhardt. If he really wanted to kill him, even if he fully activated his Body Hardening Technique, he would only be able to hold on for a little longer …
"Alright, alright, leave quickly. As long as you don't come back here, anywhere else is up to you. "Eisenhardt seemed to have lost interest, and decided to just lie down on the bed, lazily waving his hand at Garon.
"Last question."
"Speak."
Garon paused.
"Among the totem users, are you considered powerful?"
"Powerful?" Eisenhardt burst out laughing. "Kid." He sat up, speechless, and looked at Garon. "Totem users are ranked according to the evolution of the totem, my totem is the second form. There's a third form after that, and some big secret organizations have a unique fourth form, and there's also a mutated ultimate form of a talent. With my ability, I'm just a small splash in the water … "
"Understood …" Garon finally understood the general level of power in his mind. The general knowledge that Teacher Emin gave him, was really too outdated …
"There's a small night market nearby, you can go take a look. It's useless to just listen to me. You have to see it yourself, and interact with it. "Eisenhardt was obviously trying to persuade him. He waved his hand at Garon, and didn't say anything else.
"Thank you." Garon bowed slightly to him.
Eisenhardt obviously didn't care about him, but he still explained so much to him patiently.
Garon left the room, and just as he closed the door.
"Be careful on the road, don't get involved if you see totem users fighting." Eisenhardt's voice came directly to his ears from inside.
He left the hospital.
Garon bought some clothes to change at Gaska's place, and then took the burnt leather case out of the police station, and made a statement. The people at the police station seemed to have received instructions, and didn't delay his time, and just let him go.
Garon found an inn to stay in. White Gaska was a very small forest town, with only three streets, and about a hundred families. There were quite a lot of inns, more than ten of them. A typical tourist town.
After paying for two days, Garon brought the case back to his room.
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