Sid was not polite, grinned, and slashed with a swing of his sword. The long sword swept over with a semi-arc of sword light, and Ian and Zach retreated side by side, the two of them still dodging the same move, not the same.

The scene after that was even more bizarre. Sid was clearly aiming at Ian with every sword, but Zach was still parrying or dodging attacks that wouldn't touch him at all. And when Sid unleashed a sword move that was enough to attack both of them at the same time, Zach was sluggish. The attacks that could be easily dodged before, but after synchronizing with Ian this time, they were barely avoided, let alone counterattacked.

"Am I dragging the spirits down?" Ian came to a conclusion that made him laugh and cry.

After the continuous attack, Sid stopped and said with a smile: "If you don't fight, you still have to think about it." ”

At this point, the witch said to Ian, "You can fight with spirits alone, and the results are obviously much better than in the past, but fighting with spirits at the same time will hinder each other, so it won't work." She glanced at Sid quickly, then turned her eyes back, "This guy is right, you should start thinking about how you can fight the spirits at the same time." Your psychic power is special, but it doesn't make any sense if you don't work with yourself fluidly. ”

"Hmm. Ian depressedly put away his sword, and with a response, Zack's spirit quietly dissipated.

"I'm tired, come and rest, I boiled the fruit tea that Granny Su Mu asked me to bring. Elise beckoned.

"Why is it boiled?" said the old witch, wadding, looking at the rest of the fruit tea bag, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "That's what it was brought to me." ”

In the hustle and bustle, no one seemed to notice that a "sentinel", a small bird embodied by psychic power, swept silently from the tree hole and flew in the direction of Cracked Rock Castle.

Reggin had been at Rift Rock for months.

When I first arrived, it was snowing heavily. He originally planned to wait for the snow to light up and continue to track down the target, but he heard about the invasion of demonic beasts into Breeze Village in Split Rock Castle, and by the way, he fulfilled one of the duties of the falcon - supervising the dereliction of duty of local officials.

Lord Baltod was so depressed that he hadn't dared to hold a sword fight for months, but the blacksmith shop in Split Rock Castle was finally relieved. On his way back to Rift Rock Castle, the lord heard that the village of Light Wind had been attacked, and that Falcon was sitting in his council chamber waiting for him, so frightened that he hurried back day and night.

After the Qingfeng Village incident, he strengthened the security of all the villages under his jurisdiction, for fear that there would be more casualties and he would be punished by the falcon. However, the monster disappeared, as if the invasion had never happened, and the surrounding area was once again peaceful.

Bartord only hoped that there would be no more incidents, so that the Falcon Lord could set off in peace and ease. But he didn't know that the reason why Reggin had stayed in Rift Rock Fort for so long was not because he was worried about the invasion of demonic beasts here, but because he had already found the clues he wanted.

By investigating the battle scene in Light Wind Village, he found that there were traces of powerful psychic power and an abnormal concentration of magic essence. He didn't care much about the concentration of magic essence, but the traces of spiritual power aroused his great interest. In terms of time, he arrived at Breeze Village on the fourth day after the incident, but the air here was still filled with endless traces of psionic power, and anyone who knew how to use psionic power could see it. What does such a powerful volume of spiritual power mean when it appeared on the route he was tracking? Regin's mouth raised slightly as he looked at the dim dots of light fluttering in the sky.

His goal is to flee south from Black Hawk City, and at the fork in the south, he can choose to turn west to Lakeheart, or to Rifted Rock Fort to the east. Either way, you'll be able to get supplies and rest along the way, and then make your way to the border cities and try to make your way across the border.

As for escaping from the south gate, and then deliberately detour back to the north gate and take the route to the north...... Although it is not impossible, Rekin has ruled it out after careful consideration. The goal is to flee urgently, and there should not be much money and belongings on him, and it is almost impossible to cross the cold northland alive under such conditions, and this choice is tantamount to suicide. You must know that although the Eternal Night Moon had not yet entered at the time of the incident, the Northland had already been covered in ice and snow.

Now that the town in the middle of the lake has been eliminated, it is impossible for the target to cross the stronghold of the town in the middle of the lake and go directly to the western border from the wilderness. Therefore, after thoroughly inspecting the town of Huxin and the surrounding area, Reggin was very sure that his prey was going in the direction of Qingfeng Village.

Although he mistakenly chose Huxin Town at the fork in the road and fell behind, he was not in a hurry. The falcon knows that his prey also needs to eat, drink, rest and even want to stop, and he has a lot of experience in this. Therefore, after arriving at Rifted Rock Fort and discovering traces of Qingfeng Village's spiritual power, he wantonly arranged "sentinels" around it, just waiting for the prey to show their traces.

Now, the moment has come.

Silently, the "sentinel" walked lightly through the closed glass window and landed on the desk in front of the windowsill.

Regin's eyes snapped awake and opened.

"Tree frog?" he was overjoyed, "what have you discovered?"

The "sentinel", whom he called the tree frog, silently whispered something in his ear, making Regin's eyes instantly light up, faster and more full of life than the early morning daylight.

"Actually in the glass wood forest, tree frog, you have done a great job!"

As soon as he raised his hand, the "sentinel" immediately disappeared.

It wasn't long before all the guards of Riprock Castle heard Regin's hurried footsteps and shouts of joy, urging the groom to get his horse ready.

The entire Fractured Rock Castle has awakened because of him.

Within a few moments, Rekin was ready to go: a hunting outfit, a long sword at his waist on his left side, and a huge longbow on his back.

"Hunting time!" Regin, with a burst of shouts, his prancing horse whipped his whip and rushed out of Crackrock Castle.

"What's wrong with him again?" said Bartod, sleepy-eyed, as he walked out of his room, angrily asking the guards beside him.

"Falcon-sama...... It's like going hunting......" the guard carefully chose the wording.

"Hunting alone without a hound?" said Bartord, touching his bald head, cursing in a mocking tone, and went back to his room to sleep.

It's true that Reggin didn't have a hound, but he was by no means alone.

His "sentinels" are in the air leading the way. Regin, riding a black war horse, followed closely and galloped on the way to the Glass Grove.

The sun slowly rose behind him, and it set a warm gold rim for him and his warhorse. He leaned over his horse, clutched the reins, and occasionally shouted at his mount to gallop. His blonde hair fluttered in the wind, shining brightly in the early morning sun. Although his face could not be seen clearly because of the backlight, a pair of eyes revealed a stunning blue glow in the shadows.

The navy blue outlines of the trees in the distance gradually became clear, and by the time Lei Jin arrived at the glazed woods, it was already dawn.

Sid used to check the traps around him in the early morning, and then he would go to Ian and go to the training ground with him to train his swordsmanship. So when the witch saw Rekin walking to the hole in the tree, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Rekin frowned in disappointment when he saw the witch lying in the rocking chair.

"Why are you, Granny Jinza......" Reggin sighed.

"Yo, rare guest, how can the bastard son of the Farion family be interested in coming to such a remote place as mine?"

Lei Jin's brows tightened, then he relaxed again, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, just don't call your name." Witch, it turns out that you live in seclusion here. ”

"Didn't you come to me when you found out?" asked the old witch.

"No," Rekin asked casually, looking disinterested, "you live here alone?"

The witch was secretly frightened, this Rejin really didn't look like she was looking for her, and she looked very disappointed when she entered the door. made her wonder if it was really related to Ian.

"Nonsense, the old woman doesn't like to be boisterous. The witch jumped down from her chair, "You'd better bother me less." ”

The witch just wanted to get Rekin away as soon as possible, lest Ian and the others suddenly break in without their knowledge.

Regin's eyes changed when he heard the meaning of the witch's words, and he said, "I've come all this way, won't you invite me in for a cup of tea?" After all, the "sentinel" is only an extension of his psychic power, and can only monitor the activity of his psychic power, but cannot really observe it like his eyes, let alone expect it to recognize who the psychic power belongs to.

"Seeing is believing. This is what Falcon thinks at this time.

The witch didn't stop him, but stood aside coldly and said, "There is no tea, the witch is full of potions here." ”

Sure enough, Lei Jingang walked to the door and smelled the pungent smell of medicine coming from inside.

Lei Jin's eyes closed for a moment, opened them again, and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law still makes such a joke with me, she really underestimates me." ”

The witch's face was even more unsightly, and she could only watch as Rekin pushed the door in.

"This 'synaesthesia' is a must for us falcons. Regin, looking around the room, didn't shy away from it. There were bits of blue light floating through the room, the traces of the witch's psychic skill "synaesthesia".

"It's an advanced skill, but," Reggin glanced at the tea tray and stack of cups on the table, "it's not of much use to us falcons." ”

Generally, when psychic power is used to manifest, it is to manifest some physical substances, such as the witch's lantern orchid, Ian's humanoid spirit body, Matthew's snow monster and clay figure, etc., but "synaesthesia" can embody the user's sensory experience, and through language, those who believe in it can immediately empathize. This is actually similar to the "advanced empty reading" that Reggin has performed.

The most terrifying killer in the legend can use "synaesthesia" to make people feel that they are suffocating in the water, so as to kill people invisibly. Although they have not heard of the "falcons" using this technique to kill people, they are probably more than capable of practicing this technique.

After seeing through the "synaesthesia", Lei Jin could no longer smell the slightest smell of medicine at this time.

He looked around, and there didn't seem to be any sign of anyone else in the room. Just that tea tray and cup...... He picked up the teacups one by one, and each one gently touched the inner wall of the cup. Clean, smooth and without a trace of dust.

"A dignified falcon came to bully an old woman who had retired to me. The old witch leaned against the doorway and cursed disdainfully.

"You're humble. If I'm not mistaken, you've been retired for more than seventy years, and I'm afraid you're ...... this year It's two hundred years old, isn't it?"

The witch's face changed: "You still dare to track me down?"

"For the sake of the security of the empire," Rekin is neither humble nor arrogant, "all relevant personnel must make detailed records." ”

Ian and Sid hid outside the hollow of the tree, listening very indistinctly, but vaguely sensing that someone was not good.