Chapter 441
Chapter 441 The Annoying Adept
Understanding the nuances of this conflict was crucial for Greem!
Such tensions between adept clans had to be handled with the proper measures.
There were those Who could be offended and those who should never be offended. One had to know these clearly. Otherwise, if you ran into a powerful adept clan, you would die without knowing why.
This time, the Sarubo Clan was dealing with a pretty formidable enemy.
If the culprit, Sak, hadn’t been a descendant of Sir Fügen’s family, the clan would likely have handed him over to resolve the matter. After all, the Sarubo lacked a Fourth Grade adept that could determine the outcome of the battle. If war were to break out, they would be the ones suffering losses.
Fortunately, the Aki pseudo-adept that died at Sak’s hands wasn’t a core member of the Aki Clan. Still, a pseudo-adept was still a valuable asset for any adept clan. They weren’t disposable objects that the group could afford to toss aside.
“Beep. Probe failed! Enemy’s spell is strange and unusual; associated magical knowledge is lacking. Impossible to identify and track.”
Greem was helpless when it came to this.
Magic related to the soul and the spirit was not fundamental knowledge that anyone could get their hands on. Only those with particular talents could draw out their full power. These adepts were often mysterious individuals who were skilled at hiding and disguise. Trying to get magical knowledge related to their powers was virtually impossible.
That was the type of person Greem was dealing with.
They never showed their real form, only ever relaying their intentions by enchanting and controlling animals. Greem would never believe a single word of such a shady fellow.
Greem’s blazing eyes scanned the night sky after sniping the parrot. He didn’t find any new flying creature closing in on his position. His spiritual senses picked up something in the garden while he was still considering the situation.
The staff had entirely cleared away the withered vines and magical plants in one of the flower beds, and they had also plowed the dirt. The new seeds had yet to be sown. The place was empty and without a single sign of life. Yet, Greem sensed a mouse digging out of the ground right now. It was trying its best to stand up on its paws as it squeaked at Greem.
Ran out of flying creatures? Now they were turning to critters like these instead.
Greem let out a helpless sigh.
He wanted to fight it out with the enemy, but this sly fellow didn’t want to show themselves! He couldn’t do anything about this. What was he supposed to do? Was he supposed to watch out for this annoying person day and night?
It wasn’t just him in the stone tower. There was also Sabrina and Billis. They would not survive if the enemy adept got angry and turned their rage towards them. Greem couldn’t possibly look after their safety at every moment.
Greem flashed with fire and appeared below the tower. He strode ahead and frowned as he asked, “What do you want, really?”
“Still the answer to that one question. How did you discover my spiritual magic? I used an auxiliary array, planted a soul coordinate, and even used subtle psychological suggestions on you. You shouldn’t be able to discover it.” The red-eyed mouse waved its little paws furiously. The enemy was still obsessing over this problem.
“Then what information do you intend it exchange for it?” Greem asked in return. He could sense a trace of sincerity in the opponent’s words.
“Your safety!” The mouse started squeaking again, “You don’t think I’m the only one that the clan sent here, do you? Now that I have failed to kill you, there will be other adepts taking up this assignment. If you tell me how you managed to break free of my illusion, I will give you information on that adept.”
“Er… ”
Greem was speechless.
The flipping heck was this?