The panicked infiltrator had no idea why it had been discovered.
But it knew that if it did not leave quickly, death was certain.
It was not just the flames that terrified it, but the killing intent too!
Killing intent that surged like a tide!
It felt as though a towering wave had appeared before its eyes, ready to swallow it whole the next instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, the infiltrator turned and fled.
Racing as fast as a galloping horse, it cleared the Latt Family estate's three-meter-high wall in a single leap and vanished just as the guards began to react.
Following its predetermined route, the infiltrator wove through the entire Rich District, then made a wide circuit through the Commoners' District, the train station, and other locations. Only after confirming that no one was following did it return to an inn opposite the train station.
The inn was very old, but business was still good, just as its name, Old Horse Knows the Way, suggested.
Clearly, its guests were all regulars.
After entering the inn, the infiltrator greeted no one and headed straight for its room.
Its contact had already been waiting there for a while.
"You failed?"
Looking at the empty-handed infiltrator, the contact showed no surprise. Although its words formed a question, its expression said it had expected as much.
"That 2567 is even stronger than we imagined, and his perception is keen!"
"What's more, he's very likely a Noble too-a high-ranking Noble!"
The infiltrator nodded and told its contact everything it knew.
"A high-ranking Noble?"
"Are you sure?"
The contact found that hard to believe.
"Who else do you know who can use Fire Control besides a high-ranking Noble?"
The infiltrator pulled off its special coat and tossed it to the contact.
Its surface was