Concealment

With wisps of smoke still rising from Maple Leaf Fort Outpost, Zhang Tie and Krel carried the Beast Tamer's corpse back to a loading platform at the airship landing field in the middle of the outpost, tying it to a wooden stake with rope.

"Will this work?" Zhang Tie asked halfheartedly as he looked at the line of writing Krel had left beside the corpse in blood.

"Eskil City isn't far from here. If something happens at this outpost, whether it's the trading houses in Eskil City or the city administrators, they'll send people here soon enough to investigate. It's good to give them some warning!" As he spoke, Krel left the emblem of the Church of the Guardian God beneath that line of writing. To the Church of the Guardian God, this deliberate manipulation of beast tides to disrupt nature's laws was utterly abhorrent—especially since they suspected it was connected to the Devil Race.

Ever since the air routes over the Weiyi Subcontinent had been attacked by numerous aerial predators last year, the Church of the Guardian God had been sending people to investigate such incidents. The results all pointed toward a mysterious group of Beast Tamers. Over the past year, through the efforts of many parties, some Beast Tamers from that mysterious group had been killed like the one today; some had escaped and vanished without a trace; while others had moved elsewhere and once more stirred up trouble. Yet not a single one had ever been captured alive. Thus, no one knew what the true situation was. But judging solely by the way these people harmed others without benefiting themselves, no one would doubt it if they were called the Devil Race's lackeys and scum.

When Zhang Tie heard the name Three-Eyed Society from Krel again, he