"In this case, the likelihood that he will betray the adult is really not high, at least until he really finds a way to save himself. Chesterton suddenly realized.

"Well, and the church doesn't openly offer us a reward, it doesn't do him any good to whistleblow, but it may cause distrust of him from the outside world, Scott is a smart man, as long as my demands are not harsh, he won't take too many risks and do stupid things!" Ed had dealt with the other party a few times, and knew that the smarter the partner, the more cautious he was, and he would not do something that a wise man like him would not do without much certainty.

Ingier is an old power, especially developed at sea, because the inland powers generally regard it as overseas barbarians and do not pay attention to shipping, resulting in Ingier itself almost never being invaded by foreign countries.

The emperors of all dynasties have had their hearts touched the mainland, and if you look at the history of their countries, you can find that every few decades they will launch an invasion of a nearby land country, but almost never succeeded, which is of course due to the suppression of the major forces, but also a little mysterious.

The emperor of this generation, when he was still young, was also ambitious and vainly tried to accomplish the feats that his ancestors had not achieved, but at that time, it coincided with the outbreak of the Northern War, and the knights in the country were forced to draw support, which completely reversed the good momentum of the offensive at that time, and lost the backbone of the knight's war, and the emperor who was located overseas and could not organize a large-scale soldier landing finally had to withdraw his troops.

The flame of ambition was extinguished, and this time the cause of the war was only an attempt by the Minister of War, the representative of the aristocratic power.

Ed and Chesterton, with the help of Scott, easily invade the ancient country. What I saw along the way was shocking, due to the long-term lack of an influx of fresh foreign forces. The whole of Ingier was a dead feeling.

The people at the bottom have been oppressed for a long time, but they suffer from an imbalance in power. They have no way to bully their knight lord, and over time they have become accustomed to it.

"Where is this??" Scott only smiled contemptuously at Chesterton's exclamation, and outside the carriage window, a woman who had accidentally blocked someone's path was beaten to the ground on the spot.

"You dare to stand in my way, don't you know that I am the steward of the knight's family? You are tired of being alive!" The murderous man in the prime of life slapped the other party with the cane in his hand, one at a time, until his hands were sore.

Eddard could clearly sense through his insight that the downed woman was no longer breathing, and a pool of blood pooled beneath her head. A few green fruits rolled out of her arms, crushed into mud by the man who was still scolding.

Until the latter was exhausted and walked away, the surrounding citizens still had numb expressions, and they never stopped their steps, all of them were doing their own things.

A chill ran through the boy's heart, and he was astonished at the extent to which the inhabitants of the place ignored each other.

"This is real life!" Scott said coldly, and the carriage finally turned the corner, leaving the pool of blood behind.

Chesterton stuck his head out and looked around. When he came back and looked at Ed, he saw that the master's expression was solemn, but he didn't say anything, so he had to sit down unwillingly after thinking about it.

After being transformed, he still has memories of Ingier. But emotionally he still couldn't accept it, and now what he saw with his own eyes reminded him of what the country he used to live in was actually like.

"It's here. This is my other place in the imperial capital, and you live here. I'll go out for more information, so you'd better not go out. It's easy to tell your foreign identity from your accent alone, and being detected by someone with a heart can cause unnecessary trouble. Scott finally admonished, and he tried to be as respectful as possible in front of Ed, and did not dare to make a mistake.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, where can't two silver-level powerhouses come and go freely?" Chesterton muttered, picking up his baggage and walking into the small building.

"Okay, we'll be careful, I'll trouble you!" Ed said to Scott and walked in, they are now strictly in a cooperative relationship, the teenager has taken the initiative a little, just like Chesterton said, even if this is the capital of Ingill, if the two of them simply want to leave, the chances are still very good, unless Ingill really sends the highest combat power to capture them.

Over the next three days, new news was constantly being delivered, and each time he heard a little more, Ed was much happier, and in his mind, the plan to rescue Delia was gradually being refined.

The church in Ingier is still open, and it has not been closed early due to the war as in Roland, and the news of the recent capture of a witch has also been confirmed through some channels.

"My lord, this was just delivered today. A grim-looking servant stooped over an envelope, his hands folded above his head, his body almost below ninety degrees.

Ed motioned for Chesterton to take it, and the servant who had finished his work immediately went out backwards and closed the door casually, the ordinary people here gave Ed the feeling of being an emotionless machine, only knowing how to carry out the master's orders, and never saying much.

During the few days here, the dozen or so servants who served in the abode were almost all silent, and seldom gossiped with each other in his observation, more reassuring than the most obedient of cats and dogs.

This situation is very good for the knight lord, and the things that he orders can be done well, and the influence of the uncertain factor of "people" is sent to the greatest extent, but in Ed's opinion, it is indeed the great sorrow of human nature.

But he didn't have time to be noble at this time, so he took the envelope handed by Chesterton, glanced at Scott's mark on it, and knew that it should contain the details of the church's top guards.

The boy opened the clay, took out the letter inside, and casually put the shell beside him, and could see that there were several similar envelopes in the pile, some marked "location", and some written "peripheral personnel".

"Master, that guy is really a bit efficient, after collecting these for today, we can roughly settle the plan! ”

Chesterton babbled and paced, and Ed sat at his desk and flipped through the details Scott had sent him, until he noticed a familiar name in it.

"Gabriel?"

Thinking of the smiling masking magician, Ed's face changed, and the other party left a deep impression on him underground, and the experience of almost being buried alive was even more uncomfortable when he thought about it. (To be continued......)