Ian had just cleanly eliminated the hidden spy who had been watching him, but the crisis had only been temporarily resolved.
According to the records found on the corpse, the Osborne Family had already listed him as a prime suspect. With the spy dead tonight, the situation had only worsened.
This was a massive hidden danger.
His strength had grown too quickly. It had taken him less than four months to advance from an Intermediate Apprentice to an Advanced Apprentice—a period so short it defied common sense. Fortunately, the war had temporarily concealed his abnormality.
His progress had certainly been driven by the pressures of war, as well as his own relentless effort.
But it was still the Status Panel that had given him the greatest help. It was also his deepest secret and greatest trump card. He could never allow anyone to investigate it!
I have to deal with them as soon as possible. Killing intent surged within Ian.
But private fighting was strictly forbidden in the camp. The other side were also family wizards dispatched by the High Tower. Without an ironclad reason, mutual slaughter would never be permitted. It would shake the already strained order of the camp.
I can't make a move inside the camp. Ian's thoughts turned. Then I'll find a way to lure them out.
Ian took out paper and pen, swiftly listing information across the table as his mind raced, constantly weighing different approaches.
I need a reason—a reason that forces them to leave without making them overly wary.
And it would be best if I can split them up, or lure them somewhere advantageous to me.
Ian scribbled and drew on the paper. After thinking for a long time, he still could not come up with a reliable solution.
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