When Sid went out, only Elise and Ian were left in the room. The air suddenly fell silent, and the two of them stopped talking, not knowing what to say for a while, and finally Elise spoke first:

“...... By the way, Granny Su Mu is fine, she told you not to worry about her, and to recuperate here with peace of mind. ”

"Hmm...... How's the village?"

"The lord is probably back, and the village has been full of soldiers from Split Rock Fort recently, saying that they are strengthening the guards to prevent the demonic beasts from coming back. However, every time I go to visit Granny Sumu, there are always soldiers patrolling near your workshop, and it seems that I am being taken care of, I don't know if I am too careful. She remembered something, and added: "Granny Su Mu said that it is the same at night, there are always footsteps around, which disturbs her to sleep well." You know, she's got a good ear. ”

Ian frowned, "Could it be that the lord already knows about me fighting with psychic powers?"

"I don't think so," said Elise with confidence, "after you fainted that day, Granny Sumu heard what had happened to you, and immediately begged everyone to keep it a secret. You helped everyone repel the demonic beasts, and the villagers were too late to thank you, how could they betray you? Besides, I haven't heard that the lord has asked anyone in private......

"That's weird......" Ian was a little confused.

He'd heard the witch and Sid talk about it that day, and knew that the villagers had seen his psychic rampage, but he trusted Breeze as much as Elise did. He looked at Elise, intending to put the question aside for a moment.

"How's your wound going, healed?" Ian asked.

"My injury?" Elise was stunned, "I'm not hurt......"

Ian was a little confused, what he saw that day was a hallucination caused by his own psychic power?

He explained: "But I saw you covered in blood that day, and you collapsed......"

"I was fighting a fire in the barn that day, and suddenly a lot of mushroom thieves attacked us, so everyone took refuge in the shelter, and the wounded moved in. Elise tilted her head and recalled, "I was there to help care for the wounded, and the blood may have been glued back then......"

"Not your blood?"

"Not ......"

"What happened to you, what happened to you?" Ian asked.

"I waited at the shelter for a long time, and I didn't see you, even Granny Sumu was brought to the shelter by the Khajiit family," Elise's face flushed slightly, "Granny Sumu said that you went to put out the fire, but no one has seen you in the barn...... I was in a hurry, so I went back to the barn to look for you, but there was no one there, and the mushroom thief was gone. I heard a sound from the bell tower, so I chased after it, and I just happened to see a monster attacking you...... Later, when I saw that you were fine, I felt relieved and ...... Fainted......" Elise's voice grew quieter and quieter. Ian knew that she was probably exhausted and frightened, and fainted.

After a pause, she whispered again, "I heard the witch mother say that you fainted because you saw me...... Mental Thinking...... Psychic ...... "Elise stammered.

"Gone on a rampage!" the old witch answered loudly outside the house, "the silly boy thinks you're dead!"

The faces of the two people in the room turned red in unison.

After a while, Ian muttered indignantly, "How can my ears be so good when I'm old!"

The old witch cried out again, "Don't think of me behind my back!"

This made Elise laugh.

Then, the two heard Sid scolding outside: "You old witch, are you suffocating by living alone for too long!"

The old witch's voice was mocking: "I'm an old woman who doesn't hold back, but you're young and strong and haven't started a family yet, so you can hold back, right?"

Sid was annoyed and yelled, "Oh, you're an old and unscrupulous person!"

The witch was still wandering in the rocking chair: "I am a witch, where in the world is there a serious witch?"

While Ian and Sid were gradually regaining their strength, Regins was still living in Rift Rock Castle, only a few dozen stars from Breeze Village. At this moment, he stood alone in the study of the council hall with his hands behind his back, and in front of him was a huge wall-mounted map, which contained a map of the borders of all the provinces of the empire. This room is usually used by the lord for reading and office, and now he has temporarily requisitioned it. In his words: "Baltor doesn't need this place anyway." "It's true, Baltod doesn't stay here for a quarter of an hour a year.

"Tsk, it's convenient to have a large map hanging on the wall!" After a gentle exclamation, he snapped his fingers lightly, and on his left and right shoulders and head, six or seven small birds transformed by spiritual power immediately appeared.

"Cat," he meowed, pointing to the location of Crack Rock on the map, "you look at us here. ”

A spirit bird soared from above his head and flew out through the window.

"Rabbit, you go to Breeze Village. ”

"Mouse, you work hard, go to the Talk Snow Mountain. ”

Soon, he arranged several spirit birds around him, leaving only the last one who had not yet received the task.

Regin's eyes hesitantly scanned the area around Fractured Rock on the map, and finally, his eyes settled on one place.

"Tree frog," he commanded, "you go to the Glazed Woods." The last spirit bird flew up and went through the window.

Reggin sat down and ate some refreshments brought by the servants. After waiting for a few more moments, he returned to the map, raised his hand, palm facing the wall-mounted map, and cast a blank reading on it. There were now more blue dots of light on the map, spread over the area he had just assigned.

These are his psychic "sentinels", through which Rekin is able to spread his psychic power and thus find similar energy fluctuations - that is, psionic power. In other words, as long as someone uses psychic power in the area where the sentinels are planted, he will be the first to perceive it.

Of course, Ian didn't know anything about this, and his psychic skills and knowledge couldn't be compared to Regin's.

He is like a knight apprentice or servant who has just been taken in, most of the work is done by his own strength, occasionally secretly teaching, imitating the actions of his master, while Lei Jin is already a master of swordsmanship who has been honed for many years, not only has excellent academy instructors to teach and solve doubts, but also has rich practical experience. He is more focused on the artistry, skill and efficiency of combat, and a novice like Ian can't talk to him at all.

After Elise returned to Breeze Village, Ian's spirits gradually recovered. His body was fine, but he was seriously mentally exhausted.

"You're the only person I've ever seen who is still alive and mentally sound after a psychic rampage. "And more than once." ”

Ian raised his eyes to look at the witch, the hut was dim, but there was a glint in his eyes: "The situation is critical, I really have no better choice." Even if you know that there is danger, you can only do your best. Then he smiled bitterly, "The strength is not good, but fortunately it is lucky." ”

The witch glared at him, "You're the luckiest guy I've ever met." Although he was not polite on the lips, he felt a little comforted in his heart. In the witch's opinion, at least Ian was much better than the last time he came. Mental tenacity is an important foundation for spiritual power. Twisting and pinching, capriciousness, are taboos. It seems that when a person has a goal, it does become very different. The old witch was a little complacent, feeling that her previous encouragement to Ian seemed to be paying off. But when she thought of Elise, she was a little discouraged: maybe it wasn't all her own credit......

Ian suddenly asked the witch, "Witch Granny, is there any way I can improve the limit of my spiritual power?"

As if he was afraid of being scolded by the witch, he immediately added: "The monster is much more powerful than I thought. Although I don't regret emptying my spirit, like you said, if you do it again, I'm afraid I won't have such good luck...... And every time I go out, I feel very sleepy, and I spend more and more time in a coma......"

"I finally know that I want to die, and I'm making progress. "The witch still doesn't have a good face.

Without waiting for Ian to ask again, the witch said, "Correct the title first, stop calling me 'Witch Granny', just call me a witch like Sid - old witch does!" and then complained as if to herself, "It's not too long-winded for Mother-in-law to come and go all day." ”

Then, she finally remembered Ian's question and said, "You better not want to push the limits up yet." Your psychic power is large enough, and what you need most now is not to take out more psychic power, but to learn to use it well. ”

Ian's eyes were full of hope, as if he understood something, thought something, but it was vague and hazy. The witch's words seemed to lead to a thought that lingered in his mind, but he could not grasp it.

The old witch looked at him in a daze, so she pointed to the "lens" device made of glass wood resin: "You should first take a good look at how well you used your spiritual power in this battle, you should gain something." ”

The witch pushed the "lens" in front of Ian, and the translucent ice shimmered with a silvery white light, and the battle that took place in the village of Light Breeze slowly emerged from the ice.

Ian sat in the dimly lit cabin and watched the battle from the perspective of a bystander. He saw himself clumsily trying to help Jossen, but in the end Jossen saved him with his life, he saw himself struggling with all his might, trying to help Ba, but in the end he was one step too late, he saw Sid being attacked and almost killed because he wanted to help him, and he saw his helplessness, stupidity, and weakness in his despair and letting his psychic power run wild.

It was getting dark, and when the witch got up to light the lamp, the lens in front of Ian had just dimmed.

"See what?" asked Sid, speaking aloud.

Ian was startled, he was so caught up in the lens that he didn't know when Sid would come in.

"I didn't call you because I saw you were focused. Sid saw Ian's expression and waved his hand indifferently.

"I seem to ...... Always slow down, then ......" Ian tried to put words into his clumsy performance, but eventually abandoned any intention of embellishment, giving himself the simplest definition: "Doesn't fight at all." ”