"Did he discover something?" The little witch in the carriage asked, "Otherwise, why would he suddenly come to inspect our carriage?"
"That's possible." The middle-aged woman had already put down the curtains. "Based on your description of him, this person should be extremely good at fighting. You should understand what I mean."
A person's combat qualities could not be developed by training alone. Sharp intuition and observation skills, calm judgment in the face of danger, and so on, all needed to be honed in actual combat time and time again.
"He's killed more than one or two people. I'm guessing he's killed at least ten people." Another young man in the carriage said, "Of course, ten might be a little exaggerated."
The little witch said, "I don't think it's realistic to say he's killed ten people, but I agree with my aunt's judgment. It's very possible he's killed four or five people."
The three of them hid in the carriage and started discussing how many people Ren Xiaosu had killed. To be honest, if Ren Xiaosu told them the real number, they would definitely think Ren Xiaosu was bragging!
But in fact, people like Big Bluff, who knew the Young Marshal had started to prosper in the Northwest 3.0, were wondering if it would be too cruel for them to send their own Young Marshal to deal with the warlocks.
Ren Xiaosu's identity in the Middle Plains was completely severed from his identity in the Sorcerer Nation. The Sorcerer Nation was so complacent and arrogant that they did not even send spies to the Middle Plains to investigate.
In the eyes of the warlocks, Fortress 178 and the land behind Fortress 178, which had been ravaged by them over the years, did not have the ability to conquer their territory. It would already be very good if they could survive the deterrence of the warlocks.
In history, there was a dynasty that was a little similar to the Sorcerer Nation. They had shut themselves off from the outside world for 200 years, but they did not know that technology was rapidly evolving outside. They were forced to open their doors with cannons and became a disgrace to their nation's history. It was quite foolish of them.
Someone once said that history was a spiral. In this land where the sun rose from the east and set in the west, there was actually nothing new about it.
Therefore, due to the policies of the Sorcerer Nation, it was fine for Ren Xiaosu to use his real name unscrupulously in the Sorcerer Nation. Instead, it made it more convenient for the intelligence staff in the Northwest to come and find him.
According to Big Bluff, the Northwest had sent at least a hundred spies over the years. Moreover, not only had the Sorcerer Kingdom not sent any spies, but they were also unfamiliar with the methods of eliminating spies.
In some spies' homes, they didn't even need to deliberately hide their communication radios. It was already considered very safe to stuff them under the bed …
Now, many intelligence personnel in the Northwest knew that the Young Marshal had come to the Northwest. They just didn't know where the Young Marshal was.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman had already taken out her red Eye of Truth and started to release witchcraft again. The temperature in the car quickly cooled down. She said to the young man in the car, "Little Cheng, it's no longer suitable for me and An 'an to go out. This person is very vigilant. Although Little An' an covered her face last night, there's no way to be sure that he wouldn't recognize her from her figure. So, after setting up camp tonight, you should go out and take a look. Pay attention to this young man. "
The young man called Little Cheng nodded and agreed. "Alright, Aunt. You and my sister can stay in the car. I'll go out at night to check out the situation."
"Oh yes, Aunt." The little witch, An 'an, said, "He suddenly asked us some very strange words last night."
"What words?" The woman asked curiously.
"Knight? Ren He? " An 'an recalled, "It's roughly those two words. Knight isn't much, they're all over the streets, but I keep feeling that the Knight he mentioned seems to be an organization."
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment. "Wait, I think I've heard your father mention Ren He before, but I don't have a deep impression of him. I'm not sure if what he said is the same as what I heard. As for the Knight … I have no idea either. "
"Alright." An 'an nodded. "Then he might have mistaken me for someone else. Oh yes, where did father go?"
"Your father is doing something more important. He should be leaving High Mountain Commandery right now and will meet us at Ghent City," the middle-aged woman said. "There are also others who will be going to Ghent City with him."
An 'an's eyes lit up. "Are those elders going to do something big?"
"Why do you ask?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile.
"Because there will only be so many people gathering together when they're doing something big," An 'an said excitedly. "I've heard about the things you guys have done in the past. It's so satisfying."
"Those are all very dangerous things. You guys can't join them for the time being." The middle-aged woman shook her head and smiled. "Your training hasn't ended yet, so don't think about such things. When you guys are 21 years old, I'll naturally bring you guys to assassinate a real wizard and complete your coming-of-age ceremony."
"21 years old …" An 'an mumbled unwillingly. "That'll still have to wait for another three years."
Xiao Cheng asked, "Aunt, why do we have to assassinate a real wizard? Can't this Mego do it? I think he's pretty easy to kill."
"Mego is just a pitiful worm in the wizard organization. He was lucky enough to get the Eye of Truth, but it's just a tool the wizard organization uses to accumulate wealth," the woman explained. "In reality, the inheritance Mego received does not touch the core witchcraft. There are no more profound incantations, and there are no meditation diagrams for high-level spells. The wizard organization lets people like him live well at the border just to tell more people, 'Hurry up and buy a stone to activate the Eye of Truth. This is the way for you guys to achieve class advancement.'"
"I see," An 'an said.
"With such a way out, the people below won't be thinking about how to overthrow this dynasty every day," the woman sighed. "But when someone really achieves a transition in class, they'll realize that this is actually just a world designed by the wizards."
"Aunt, why are you guys going to Ghent City this time?" An 'an asked.
"To get the meditation diagram for the Meteor Fall from the Tudor family," the woman replied.
"Meteor Fall?" An 'an was confused.
"That's right," the woman said. "Your father said that this is what the Tudor family owes us."
Ren Xiaosu strolled around the merchant group twice. There were indeed some suspicious people in the group, but he could not be sure if they were related to the bounty hunters from before.
Or rather, these suspicious people looked more like normal desperadoes, thieves, and fugitives. They did not have a strong sense of combat or anti-reconnaissance.
The little witch from last night was different. She had obviously gone through many years of training, and her every move was very methodical.
It was also because of this that Ren Xiaosu was sure that there was a hidden organization behind her. Without an organization, they could not provide systematic training.
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