Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 416: Viscount: My fault? (2/3)

"Damn it!" After a while of pleasantries, Viscount Grant closed the communication with Elder Manya, gritted his teeth and said, "Is there really nothing good going on recently?"

"Patrick's idiot and his nephew are nothing more than that. Laporte can still understand (Baron Ryan) because of his son's madness. Why are my knights so unlucky?"

"Is it because of me? Or is it really bad luck in Nanling?"

Knowing that Ian is safe, he can't curb his anger, because Ian was indeed injured, and Elder Manya's explicit and implicit hints all show that the assailant's background is extraordinary, and his strength is also incomparable. Underestimated, it is even possible that a second-level noble with a rather prominent status hides his identity and makes the move.

As for the second energy level in the entire South Ridge, he, Ayers Grant, knows all of them!

Don't give him face, right? Apart from worrying about Ian, this was also where Viscount Grant was most angry.

Yes. Yes.

In Port Harrison, there is a rumor.

That is, Viscount Grant is a courtesan of the Nanling nobles, and there is no noble he does not recognize.

——It must be clarified here that this is not a rumor.

Viscount Grant did know all the famous nobles in Nanling. Of course, the knight doesn't know all of them, but he must be very familiar with some of the stronger ones with the potential to advance to the second energy level.

As for the reason, it is certainly not a joking social butterfly...just because he is the owner of a rare foreign trade port in Nanling.

Nauman City is essentially a military port city, and its main garrison is the South Sea Fleet of the 19th Corps. As we all know, a military port and a commercial port are different. Although there are large ports that take care of both, Nauman City is not.

Most of Nauman's maritime trade is transshipped through the small port in the south of the city, Sandalwood Harbor. The long coastline between Nauman City and Sandalwood Harbor is full of various small fishing villages. , a gathering place and a merchant center, is a very mature trade center.

But these ports and commercial centers are not as advantageous as Harrison Port because they are too mature.

They are difficult to smuggle.

Nanling Province has not been fully developed, and Harrison Port is so high that the emperor is far away.

Just like how every time Baron Ryan hid Xiahui grass in the past, it was actually smuggled out of the country through Harrison Port. How many nobles in Nanling can resist this kind of huge profits and the feeling of no supervision?

In the six years after the victory over the natives in Port Harrison, Viscount Grant greatly expanded his social circle, and also built a secret smuggling center centered on Port Harrison, where basically all nobles and powerful chambers of commerce It's all mixed up.

In addition, there are not many nobles in Nanling that can be named, so it is not surprising that Viscount Grant knows everyone well.

As among the tribes of the mountain people, Elder Afud, who used to worship the Dragon God, and Elder Manya are also acquainted with Viscount Grant, and the two sides have quite long-term trade contracts for monster materials and ores.

So when the viscount knew that Ian was with the mountain people, he was quite relieved.

Dragon Cult?

Please, let's not say that the danger of the Dragon Worship is pitifully low when there is no such thing as the remains of an ancient dragon. Even if there are, what does it have to do with him.

They like to bomb in the Baisen Mountains, and they bomb in it. The Nanling is not the Kuiduo Plain in the east. Tens of thousands of people will die after an earthquake. In a place like Nanling where there are more monsters than people, it will collapse Several mountains can't fall on people's heads.

"Who attacked Ian?"

After the anger subsided, Viscount Grant was also thinking about this question: "Raporte's death is strange. Bai Wu said that he might have died in a fight with the section chief of the Institute of Gnosis, but I'm not dreaming. How could it be such a coincidence? things."

"There must be a group of people behind this, who killed the Lingzhi Institute and Rapole, and even wanted to kill Ian... Who could it be? Such a cruelty, Feiyan probably wouldn't dare to be so crazy."

Turning his head and looking to the north, the Viscount stared in the direction of Nauman City, lost in thought: "Do you want Ian to come back..."

He shook his head: "Forget it, tell Pud the news first, so that he won't be upset."

In Viscount Grant's heart, Elder Pudd, who must be upset by what happened to Ian at the moment, is watching the ants with Elan.

Worried?

A prophet, there is nothing to worry about.

"Brother, now, I am very happy."

While watching the ants carrying the fallen leaves on the ground, Elan cheerfully said to the old man beside him: "It's like, the plan is completed, so happy."

"...Hmph...I knew how he could be attacked."

Elder Purdue knew that Ian was a prophet. If other people knew about Ian's sneak attack, they would be more or less worried about whether Ian would be too proud to ignore the strength of the enemy.

The old man knows 100% that Ian definitely has the leeway to deal with this matter, so he will intervene in this matter.

The question is, what exactly is Ian going to do?

Elder Pude has also heard about Nauman City and Dragon Worship, and he doesn't really believe that Ian doesn't intend to get involved... This kid is definitely planning to make some big news, so he pretends to be I was attacked by myself!

"Do you want Qing Chao to help Ian?"

Rubbing Elan's little head, Elder Purdue pondered for a while, then shook his head slowly: "No, a peak of the first energy level can't help Ian too much...but if you stay in Harrison Hong Kong is a powerful force.”

"What's more, now is the critical time..."

"The great shaman is dead, the Sequoia tribes are disintegrated, and Ayers is fighting with Marquis Barton about the Great Labyrinth. It's a good time to try to get Futaba the Foresight."

It's not just Port Harrison.

The second day after Ian was attacked, at noon, in Nauman City.

In the Nanling Governor's Mansion, a man dressed in armor, with a long sword on his waist and dark brown tendrils on his chin was standing on the balcony, looking up at the scorching sun above his head without taking his eyes off it.

Under the scorching sun, the invisible water vapor in the sea rises in the distance, and will eventually turn into a squall towards Nanling.

Although the city is sunny at this moment, in his eyes, he can already see the scene of heavy rain pouring down two hours later, and thunderclaps splitting from the dark clouds.

The man looks like a middle-aged man, but his appearance is already old. His formerly resolute face now looks a little kind. With the equipment removed and his hair dyed white, he looks like a man in a remote corner of the city. An old man who feeds pigeons with bread crumbs.

Barton Henriel, Governor of South Ridge Province, Marquis of the Frontier, Former Imperial Knight, Captain of the Patrolling Knights, Lieutenant General of the Empire. This series of titles did not bring him a sense of security. Only the armor on his body, the sword on his waist, and the strength in his body could allow this old man who was nearly eighty years old to sit down and drink tea with peace of mind.

Just now, with the situation in Nauman City, even if he was sitting in the ether arm, he might not be able to eat half a biscuit.

"General, we have not tracked down the forces that attacked the guide knights. There are too few clues to find any traces."

The sound of metal stepping on the stone tile floor sounded, and the magneto-optical knight Chris came with a report. He saluted the old man first, and then reported: "The clues collected so far indicate that this mysterious force and the Institute are related."

"They came here for the matter of the Institute of the Intellect and Baron Ryan, and wanted to kill the knight guide who seemed to have some information."

"Now, the group suspects...the other party may be a...private organization of a big man in the imperial capital."

The Magneto-Optical Knight's report was quite satisfactory. For those who don't know the undercurrent behind everything, this result is quite clear.

As for the fact that the other party is from the imperial capital, it is not a big news.

After all, in this day and age, apart from the dignitaries and nobles in the imperial capital, as well as the important departments counted by dozens, which local nobles can extend their hands to the border provinces outside their own territories?

Duke Thorin may be one, but he is so devastated by Feiyan that he obviously can't take care of it.

"Yeah." Regarding this result, Marquis Barton hummed lightly. He was still staring at the sky, as if he didn't care about his knight's report.

However, the magneto-optical knight still respectfully and orderly reported the recent information: "The guide knight escaped luckily and did not die, but was hijacked by the Dragon Worship Cult. Now the Dragon Worship Cult asks us to release the Canaan Moore Dragon Worship members in exchange."

"General, look..."