Chapter 1150: Chapter 167: Humans Without Stopping (5800)
Is that so? Yisen Gard indeed noticed quite a bit.
Ian carefully observed the blond youth before him, pondering how the other had deduced it... Was it through Master Gossayâs words and actions? Or perhaps from some subtle clues hinted by the Second Prince? After all, Michael hadnât particularly concealed his intent of being the alchemical inheritor of Inega II. If Yisen Gard misunderstood this, yet arrived at the correct conclusion, it wouldnât be surprising.
Or was it that Yisen Gard, using his motherâs channels, or perhaps his own, noticed Ianâs flaws from his formidable past combat prowess and actions when living together in the Imperial Capital? After all, he hadnât hidden much in the South Sea Great Labyrinth; anyone would be curious about such a powerful First Energy Level.
Despite saying a lot, it was but a moment. Ian didnât mind revealing himself in front of his friend at all. The main reason he hadnât disclosed it was that he believed the most opportune moment hadnât arrived yet.
But if Yisen Gard, with his wisdom, had come to the conclusion, then it was undoubtedly the right time.
"Truly impressive."
Thus, instead, he smiled and nodded, responding to Yisen Gardâs little probing: "But actually, itâs not just that."
Saying this, Ian took the documents from the somewhat surprised Yisen Gardâs hands. He sat on the bed while Yisen Gard instinctively sat on a nearby chair, listening as the youth spoke words that seemed quite unbelievable: "Iâm not just the alchemical inheritor of Inega II â Iâm even the direct inheritor of Inega II."
"However! Beyond that."
"Yisen. Iâm also the First Knight... I am the inheritor of Hiliard Lesi."
Yisen Gardâs eyes widened.
For a moment, he held his breath, unsure how to respond to Ianâs revelations.
And the white-haired youth with delicate and beautiful facial contours seemed to change his demeanor. Straightening his back, the elegant and calm scholar lord instantly transformed into a knight, steady yet with a fierce presence â no, could it really be described as fierce? Like a mountain toppling, a sky rock falling, unquestionably awe-inspiring and hard to move against, akin to encountering a fierce beast, yet entirely different from common fear.
It was awe. Awe for a force beyond human comprehension, an unimaginably mighty monument of strength.
âThe Tower.
In that instant, an indescribable image floated in Yisen Gardâs mind; if one had to say, it was a tower â massive, majestic, piercing the sky, tearing through the dark clouds that shrouded the heavens, reaching directly to the void.
Although incredible and beyond many peopleâs imaginations... even mere mortals could climb it, gradually approaching the tower above the sky.
Even if it required a lifetime or more, the tower remained there.
The guiding stars were at the towerâs peak.
Ian looked up, meeting Yisen Gardâs gaze. He smiled calmly: "What, Yisen, are you scared?"
"...No. Of course not."
Shaking his head vigorously, Yisen Gard took a deep breath and calmed down, his clenched fingers relaxing and resting on his knee: "Iâm just surprised... Ian, you suddenly told me this today."
"The teacher knew beforehand, right? Thatâs why he helped you that way... I know the teacher has always admired the great-grandfather, and I had been suspecting â because, Ian, your combat prowess is way beyond whatâs explainable by ordinary talent, you definitely possess some kind of âspecial inheritanceâ or âmystical objectâ that not even the Imperial Capital great nobles have."
"Besides, Ian, your alchemy methods arenât like ours... how should I put it? Maybe a bit arrogant â even someone as talented as me knows that no matter how skilled, thereâs always a chance of failure. So we make many extra steps to avoid risk, leaving room for error, ensuring that even if we fail, the losses wonât be significant, allowing us to quickly stop the experiment or potion-making effort."
"But Ian, you never do that. You know you will succeed, you know youâre undoubtedly the best option... back then, I didnât know you were a Prophet, yet I vaguely suspected your Spirit Energy was special, but even a Prophet canât predict potion-making every time, right? Hence my suspicion that you possess some extremely powerful auxiliary mystical object. Based on the Second Uncleâs vaguely revealed information... I began to understand that, Ian, you are most likely the inheritor of the great-grandfather."
Having recounted his process of speculation in one breath, Yisen Gard actually had many scattered details and guesses he hadnât mentioned â such as Ianâs cautious actions in the Imperial Capital were clearly unusual. His advancement to the Second Energy Level process was not normal, either; during the time living together, he showed exceptional learning talent, almost mastering the complex rules and etiquette of the Imperial Capital in a single day. He even jokingly learned the Northern Territory accent...
Is this a genius? This is hardly human at all!
Though there were many things Yisen Gard saw because Ian didnât intend to hide them, revealing those âpeculiarities,â Yisen Gard had also been observant enough to notice.
âIndeed... itâs only people of Yisenâs level who could detect such flaws, originally everyone in alchemy needs to leave some room for error... Iâve learned!