Chapter 465 Label Effect (13)

The Ascendant catches up to the train very quickly.

Within a few minutes, Ian and his party returned to the alchemy train with 'Collianer'.

At this moment, many undercover agents who revealed their true identities fell into an embarrassing atmosphere for a while...

Or rather, a rather awkward atmosphere.

According to statistics conducted later, in this small team of twelve people, there are actually undercover agents from patrolling knights, court supervisors, mirror sea guards, the Security Office, the Dangerous Alchemy Items Administration, and the Religious Affairs Bureau... more than half of the total.

Crouching dragons and phoenixes and young talents are not enough, it is simply a gathering of talents!

They don't know each other's information, and act independently. In order to hide their undercover identities, they pretend to be the same as the real one.

Don't say bullying men and women on weekdays, it can also be said to be abnormal human beings.

It would be fine if there was only one undercover agent, and it could be regarded as bearing the burden of humiliation, but now I find that the people who disguised each other before were all colleagues... This feeling is placed on people with a strong sense of shame, and maybe they can awaken psionic power.

This is the result of the incompatibility of information between various departments within the empirebut it is indeed impossible to leak too much about undercover agents, so in a certain situation, it is inevitable.

In addition to the leader, this organization really has a few members. Otherwise, the embarrassment of this operation will have to rise several levels.

With such a group of professionals to deal with, Ian didn't have to worry about it. He was very comfortable watching the fun while drinking tea.

At this moment, he was sitting on the passenger seat, listening with great interest to the ongoing interrogation in the front compartment with his vision and silver chip.

"Firelands?"

He closed his eyes, distinguishing the meaningful words in those howling and fragmented words: "They are actually people from Flaming Land? Well, is it true or not, or is it a blame?"

Because he used Flameland too many times as an excuse, Ian couldn't figure out whether it was true or not for a moment.

But soon he was relieved: "It doesn't matter, anyway, they all said so, it must be Flameland, there is no other possibility."

As for why Feiyandi pretended to be the Dragon Worshiper to hijack the alchemy train and steal the so-called 'Earth Vein Source Crystal'... Ian thought of many possibilities.

For example, you want to suspend some cooperation projects between Dragon Worship and the Empire. Ian knew that Nanling and Dragon Worship had cooperated in targeting the Canaan Moore ancient dragon.

For example, they simply picked an organization that seems to be in conflict with the Empire recently. Also recently, the Dragon Worship Sect has been severely criticized by Nanling official news.

For another example, if you just want a disguised identity and take away that treasure, the diplomacy of the two countries will not admit it. This is the norm.

There are too many possibilities.

Anyway, Ian only knows that no matter what kind of organization it is, if it wants to do something next to the imperial capital, it will definitely not succeed so easily.

Even, this time, the group of people who called themselves Flamingo were able to hijack the train, probably because the undercover workers were too competent.

As for why, it happened to be the train I was on...

"and many more."

Thinking of something, Ian couldn't help frowning slightly.

He thought to himself: "Could it be...it really is..."

"I didn't expect, brother, you were lurking here so early."

A voice interrupted Ian's speculation, but the boy didn't care.

Ian turned his head and looked behind him.

The tall man with the Patrol Knight Medal on his chest seems to have just finished summarizing the situation.

After communicating with his superiors, he went directly to this young 'colleague' to communicate.

The light brown-haired knight had a chic smile on his face, a pipe was still biting in the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the white-haired boy in front of him with some emotion: "I thought it might be difficult for me to do it alone. Thinking that the headquarters even sent you here to meet me, and offered to offer a chance to make a move."

He extended his hand to Ian in a friendly way: "I have to say, your appearance is very deceiving, even I didn't realize your real identitywho would have thought that a young child who was acting with goblins was actually a What about the sublimators who have obtained the qualification of inspector knight?"

Although they didn't understand what this sentence meant, Hua An and Shuangdie nodded proudly.

-of course!

Ian stood up and shook hands with the other party. Both he and the inspector knight noticed the goblin's actions, and they both smiled, while the tall knight continued: "Introduce myself. My real name is not Colliner, but Tres. Tres. Bellinger."

"Young fellow, which great knight are you under?"

Ian didn't answer this question immediately, but looked around, and met Hua An and Shuang Die's eyes.

(In the next communication, I need to lie, don't expose it)

(Totally understand!) (Okay, Father)

Ian and Tres found an empty seat, sat down to communicate, and asked the flight attendant to help bring some food.

The meals on the train are basically frozen food and heated up. Generally speaking, the taste is not bad. Soon, a plate of stewed lamb, shrimp with sweet and sour plum sauce, pork ribs and lettuce salad was placed in front of Ian and Tres. .

Stewed lamb, pork ribs and lettuce salad are mediocre, but the strangely named shrimp in sweet and sour plum sauce tastes quite good. The outer layer of the shrimp is covered with a layer of crispy fried dough, and the shrimp inside is extremely tender , and the outside is covered with a thick layer of sweet and sour plum sauce, which has both texture and taste after a bite.

The two chatted while eating.

Tres is a fairly young knight, probably in his early twenties-for a second energy level, this age is not considered a 'genius', but it can be said that he has great potential and is worth it. nourish.

As the peak of the second energy level, the magneto-optical knight is probably in his thirties. As long as he has the materials and the relevant bloodline true shape potion inheritance, he can advance at any time. Tres, who can get a lot of resources by taking office, should be able to achieve similar achievements.

He has light brown hair, a calm and calm expression, bright and clear blue eyes, and looks like the kind of town handsome guy that is common in the countryside.

He had a saber hanging from his waist, and although his speech and demeanor were a bit like that of a country adventurer who didn't know etiquette (similar to what Ian usually wanted to disguise), Ian could hear from the other party's tone that he no longer pretended. It can be seen that he is indeed a professionally trained elite.

"Marquis of Barton?"

At this moment, Tres repeated the name Ian said with great interest: "Ah, it's General Barton. Yes, he is also the military commander of our Patrol Knights, and he is undercover in the flying flames. For a long time, I forgot about it."

"I didn't expect you to be under the command of General Barton... You are indeed the seed that the general valued, you are really a young talent!" He was so emotional.

"No, I've said it before, I'm not a member of the Marquis of Barton." And Ian corrected with some helplessness: "I just sent the secret letter on behalf of the Marquis... Sigh."

Now, Ian has come to his sensesthe Marquis of Barton asked him to send a secret letter, perhaps not only to tick off the inner ghost of the Magneto-Optic Knight, but also to mark him as "belonging to his side".

Look, the Governor of Nanling, one of His Majesty's most trusted generals, the Marquis of Barton actually sent a 15-year-old boy to inspect the apprentice knight and send a secret letter to the imperial capital for him... No matter how you think about it, this is a trusted confidant Dear friends, only the most important things will be done!

No matter how much Ian denied it, he couldn't shake off the impression that 'General Barton has declared that this young knight is his man'.

"Fortunately, I met Tres ahead of time." The boy thought to himself. If he hadn't met the undercover agent of the patrolling knight in advance and alerted him, he might have sent the secret letter openly and aboveboard.

is actually not a bad thing. Being able to be labeled is the best way for Ian to conceal himself.

But he prefers to take everything into his own hands.

What's more...according to the boy's speculation, there are some people who want to label him as them.

(end of this chapter)