"Could Simon already be controlled by [it]? [It] has mental powers. Dealing with a few guards would be easy." This guess was indeed quite plausible, and everyone in the carriage fell silent.
The carriage soon stopped on the outskirts. Public carriages like this only operated within the city, and even though Vanessa and the others were willing to pay extra, the driver refused to go any farther.
"My lords and ladies, just look at this muddy ground. It rained last night, and there's no proper road here. The carriage is bound to get stuck in the mud if we go in. You'd be faster on foot," the driver said, pointing at the ground.
He had a point. Besides, they were already on the outskirts, where there would be no more detectives. Without the driver around, they could use their abilities freely, so they paid him and let the carriage leave.
"Is this the right direction? Could we have missed him?" Allen was a little hesitant.
They had pursued Simon all the way out of the city without seeing any sign of him. Perhaps he had gone in another direction.
"No, he's just ahead," Vanessa suddenly said.
A faint white light rose in her eyes. She had already activated [Spirit Vision].
"Maeve, is your Older Brother a Supernatural person?"
"Definitely not... at least, he wasn't before," Maeve said at once.
The two lived together and depended on each other. Sacrifices and research into the Supernatural were not things he could have hidden from her.
"His footprints are here, with faint traces of supernatural power lingering in them," Vanessa said gravely.
They exchanged glances and all drew their pistols.
Simon was not a Supernatural person, yet he had supernatural power... he was very likely already under [its] control.
Maeve swayed, her lips