Chapter 109 The Watched Yuta

Suren spent most of the night tinkering with his silk threads and bizarre puppets, creating quite a few finished products.

As dawn approached, feeling a bit weary, he sat cross-legged on the carpet and began to meditate.

He needed rest to replenish his energy.

Meditation required enduring solitude and often demanded strong willpower. However, after getting used to it, the practice became more efficient, and the need for sleep decreased. Effective meditation had the effect of deep sleep, providing better recovery for the body and increasing internal "energy."

Suren had now advanced to Tier 3, and his body's upper limit for bearing dark spiritual power had expanded once again. The [Isaac Alchemy Heart] could provide him with an endless stream of dark spiritual power, and his extraordinary cultivation progressed steadily and rapidly.

...

Blizzard City was perpetually swept by snowstorms and howling winds, making the nights extremely cold.

The number of people on the streets decreased as the night deepened.

As dawn approached, when the sun rose, the temperature would plummet to tens of degrees below zero. Any exposed skin would feel as if it were being rubbed raw by a rough whetstone. Even professionals wouldn't want to wander outside in such low temperatures.

Therefore, Suren noticed some anomalies.

"Huh... am I being watched?"

During his meditation, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He wasn't quite sure before, but after observing for so long, he was finally certain that someone was indeed tailing him.

Moreover, there was more than one.

In room 307 on the same floor, a guy had been peering through the crack in the door for half the night; in the alley near the front entrance downstairs, there was a guy shivering from the cold; and there was another one in the warehouse behind the building.

No one was bored enough to wander around outside on such a cold night.

The three stalkers were very cautious, clearly trained professional intelligence operatives.

Two were Tier 2, and one was Tier 3.

Their hiding positions were all blind spots that couldn't be observed from Suren's room, and they didn't make any noise that could give them away.

If Suren didn't have soul perception, he really wouldn't have been able to detect them.

But now, his soul perception range wasn't too wide, but it was enough to cover the Owl Inn and half a block downstairs. The stalkers' every move couldn't escape him.

Suren also suspected that they might be from the "Red Shark Pirate Group," or that someone had been watching him since he bought things in the black market.

But clearly, that wasn't the case.

He was very sure that he hadn't seen those three "flames of souls" before, and they only appeared after he bought Yuta.

Moreover, they were professionally trained, which meant they were most likely from a major power.

In other words, they probably weren't his enemies.

"They're after Yuta?"

Suren frowned, feeling puzzled.

Yuta was just an alien slave in the eyes of humans, and no one should bother to keep an eye on her.

Even if they had a grudge, they would have taken action immediately.

But judging from the way they were stalking, they didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, but were simply watching.

It seemed that they just wanted to know Yuta's whereabouts.

"Strange..."

Suren's mind raced, considering various possibilities.

Because he lacked some necessary information, he couldn't determine their purpose.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the white-haired girl sleeping soundly on the bed, planning to ask her when she woke up.

At that moment, probably because her injuries had almost recovered, and the nutrient solution and potions had injected vitality into her body, Yuta suddenly opened her eyes, sensing his gaze!

The Dalu were children of nature, and they had the instincts of wild beasts.

Yuta seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

In that instant of awakening, her eyes flickered with the wariness and keenness of a wolf. With a flip, she went into a four-legged attacking stance, her hands and feet turning into wolf claws, and her gleaming nails were exposed. In the blink of an eye, she entered a combat state.

But before she could fully transform, she met Suren's gaze.

The wariness in Yuta's eyes instantly dissipated, and her half-beast form quickly returned to human form.

"You're awake?"

Suren took off his clown mask, revealing his face. "Don't move around too much, the stitched wounds haven't fully healed yet."

He warned her, then said, "There are clothes by the bed, you can put them on first."

Hearing this, Yuta realized that she was still naked.

Under the warm light, her skin glowed with a warm jade-like luster, and her body lines looked incredibly natural and full of wild beauty.

The Dalu worshiped the goddess of nature, and their thinking and concepts were very different from those of humans. There wasn't much coyness on her face.

She didn't know what had happened after she fainted, but the memories of the past also flooded into her mind. Looking at the stitching marks on her hands and feet, she also understood that it was the man in front of her who had saved her and healed her injuries.

As a druid, she was good at healing herself. Being treated by human medical skills for the first time, Yuta instinctively muttered in her heart, "Such a strange stitching technique..."

The stitching was more precise than expected.

Then, she looked at the dress Suren had prepared for her, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Accustomed to wearing animal skins, she obviously didn't know where to start with such complex textiles.

Suren also saw Yuta's predicament and pointed it out to her before she put it on.

The fluffy skirt could just cover her soft silver tail. And with a hat, her furry beast ears could also be concealed.

She looked almost like a human.

While Yuta was getting dressed, Suren also opened his mouth and said bluntly, "Elder Yuta, as I said before, I need you to help me a little. Also, if possible, I want to see the current patriarch of your tribe. The descendants of the Isaac family asked me to bring a few words about the oath back then."

The druids in the Dalu tribe were a bit like tribal priests, so calling them elders wasn't a problem.

"Oath?! You... humans still remember the oath?"

Hearing this, Yuta's blue crystal eyes trembled slightly, obviously not calm.

She looked at Suren and asked, "Mr. Suren... are you the heir of Sir Isaac?"

She seemed to find the word "Mr." a bit awkward, but learning the common language of humans, it seemed to be a respectful term, so she used it.

Suren nodded: "Yes. But there are others who asked me to bring the message."

He was Selaria's disciple, so naturally he was also considered Isaac's heir.

But the fact that Mister Mirror was Sir Isaac's own daughter could not be revealed casually. He planned to personally meet the current patriarch of the Dalu tribe and tell them what his senior sister had entrusted him to say.

Hearing this, Yuta pondered for a moment, seemingly thinking about something, and did not respond directly.

Then, she looked at Suren and asked, "You said... there's something you need my help with?"

"Yes."

Suren saw the caution in her expression and didn't mind.

The relationship between humans and the Dalu tribe was not very good now. Even though he had saved her, it was reasonable for her to be cautious.

He said, "My mental power has mutated. I heard that the Dalu druids are good at healing, and they might be able to solve this problem. So, I want to ask."

Perhaps it was the first time dealing with humans, Yuta seemed a little restrained.

Hearing what Suren said, she hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can I take a look first?"

Suren: "How do you want to look?"

Yuta: "I need to hold your hand."

Suren generously handed over his hand.

Yuta held Suren's hand like a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner taking a pulse, and then watched as a ball of green light emerged from her hand.

Suren didn't feel anything special in his body, but he also felt as if a will had rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness, trying to peek at the "beast" he had imprisoned in the cage.

However, it didn't seem to be going well.

Probably sensing the violent negative emotions, as if a monstrous sea of ​​blood was rushing towards her, Yuta was instantly startled, and her hand shrank back as if electrocuted.

She had never seen such a terrifying will.

Yuta's face suddenly became very solemn, and the look in her eyes towards Suren was also very strange, "You... your situation is very dangerous!"

"Yes."

Suren nodded and gave her a kind smile, saying: "I know my situation. That's why I wanted to ask if there is any way to solve it."

"Sorry, I can't solve it..."

Yuta's pretty face showed a slight hint of guilt.

Originally, she thought that since the human in front of her had saved her, she could repay him with her healing skills.

The Dalu people would not owe their life-savers.

But she didn't expect it to be so tricky. This was a problem she had never encountered before.

Suren didn't feel surprised to hear this.

Mister Mirror had said that only a Tier 7 archdruid could solve the problem, so it was only natural that Yuta couldn't solve it.

He was just about to say it was okay, but he heard Yuta say again: "In this situation, maybe only the archdruids in the tribe can help..."

Suren asked curiously: "Does the tribe have any archdruids now?"

Yuta responded: "Yes. The patriarch and several elders are archdruids."

Suren found it a little incredible. If the Dalu tribe really had Tier 7 experts, their clan wouldn't be in their current situation.

He thought of something and asked in a slightly strange tone: "May I ask, what tier is the Great Elder of your tribe now?"

Yuta responded: "Tier 5."

Although she didn't understand why Suren was asking this question, she seemed to have caught on to the doubtful emotions in his tone and instinctively explained: "Hundreds of years ago, our Dalu tribe had a great war with the deep sea giant tribe. It also led to..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped.

She seemed to realize that some of what she was saying involved the clan's secrets, and she didn't know whether to say it or not. The trembling light in her eyes showed her inner struggle.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuta could only change her words and say: "I can take Mr. Suren to the Holy Lake to meet the patriarch, and you will understand."

"Yes."

Suren raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a kind smile.

Although they didn't talk much, he could also see that the Dalu tribe was simple-minded and didn't have the kind of devious and treacherous thoughts that humans had.

So when she encountered sensitive topics, Yuta's expression would become very stiff, making it easy to see what she was thinking.

Suren didn't mind either.

Going there suited his wishes anyway. He could broaden his horizons, and see if he could solve the problem of his mental mutation and also pass on the message to his senior sister.

Moreover, he had previously obtained intelligence from the "Smuggling Gang" again, and there was indeed a "Nightmare Spider" group in the Silent Forest that was one of his target candidates for the main material for the colonial installation.

It was not easy to find a lord monster, and the Dalu tribe, as the masters of that forest, should know more.

.......

At this time, just when Suren wanted to ask about the material clues, Yuta seemed to have thought of something and looked embarrassed: "Only our Dalu tribe members can reach the Holy Lake. But I may not be able to take you there myself. I must find a way to rescue my tribesmen as soon as possible, otherwise they will be sent away by the slave traders..."

"Rescue people?"

Suren was not surprised to hear this.

According to the slave trader, she was caught earlier because she came to Blizzard City to rescue her tribesmen.

But hearing this, some thoughts suddenly flashed through Suren's mind, and he thought of the three people who were currently stalking outside.

"Um... that's right!"

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Yuta thought of a compromise.

She tore off a piece of the bed sheet with a "tearing" sound, gathered a ball of light in her fingers, and then wrote some Dalu words on it, handing it to Suren, saying: "You can go to 'Eagle Beak Pass' in the west of the forest, where my tribesmen are patrolling. When they see my token, they will take you to the Holy Lake."

As she spoke, she also drew a simple map on the back of the bed sheet showing how to get to the pass.

Looking at the token, Suren could also see that Yuta had no intention of asking for his help, and planned to rescue the people herself.

After thinking about it, he didn't rush to express his opinion and asked, "Elder Yuta, have you noticed that someone is watching you?"

Yuta looked blank, obviously unaware, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean, Mr. Suren?"

Suren said: "I found a few people stalking near this hotel. If nothing else, they are watching you."

Yuta still looked puzzled.

Obviously, neither of them could figure out what those people's purpose was.

Could it be that Yuta had some treasure on her?

No... If there was a treasure, it would have been taken away when she was caught.

Then why would they be watching her?

After thinking hard to no avail, Suren thought and said: "There may be something strange about this matter. In this way, don't rush to take action. I'll go and inquire about the news first. Your tribesmen will have to go to sea in a few days. It is more successful to take action at sea than in the city if the transportation situation is clarified."

Not to mention that he didn't have much money now and couldn't buy that batch of demihuman slaves.

Even if he had money, he was afraid that there would be changes if he bought them under the current circumstances.

He wanted to figure out the situation first.

If he could really help a little at that time, he wouldn't mind being a pirate once.

Hearing Suren's plan, Yuta felt that it sounded much more reliable than him rashly going to rescue people alone.

Although she felt a little sorry for letting a human help, thinking of her tribesmen, she also nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Suren, for the trouble."

Suren smiled and shook his head.

At this time, he took out a mechanical communicator and handed it to Yuta, saying: "This is a communicator. It is very simple to use. Let's set up a few passwords... First of all, I have to confirm whether those people are really watching you."

Yuta looked serious as she listened to Suren's plan.

.......

Before long, a figure smashed the window of room 303 of the Owl Inn and jumped out. The crisp sound of glass breaking shattered the silent dawn.

Yuta jumped down the building and quickly ran into the alley.

Disheveled, hurried, flustered, like a runaway slave.

This commotion also immediately attracted the attention of the stalkers nearby.

In the room, Suren sensed the two flames of souls on the street quickly chasing after him, and muttered: "So they really are going after her. Those guys should have some means to track Yuta's whereabouts..."

Thinking of something, he threw a corpse left as a living corpse material in the room, creating some wounds that looked like they had been scratched to death by wolf claws.

Then he set a fire and burned the corpse.

Then, using spatial teleportation, he moved to another room opened in the hotel.

This commotion immediately made the hotel lively. The fire in the room was extinguished before it spread, but the corpse was charred.

Room 303 became a crime scene where a slave killed his master and escaped.

Seeing the corpse, the stalker in room 307 of the hotel also left.

Suren mixed in with the crowd watching the excitement and observed for a while. After finding nothing unusual, he left.

He was now 100% sure that the stalkers were going after Yuta.

.......

Yuta was also not weak as a druid.

Especially in the snow, she had many ways to sneak around, so there was no need to worry.

Suren waited for a while and didn't hear any fighting, so he was also sure that those people just wanted to watch her and had no intention of attacking.

He didn't care too much about it and went back to his room to rest for a while.

When it was dawn, Suren left the hotel.

He hadn't forgotten that there was a guy still suffering from "wind punishment."

In the central square of the city, there was a huge white stone statue, which was carved by the residents of the city to commemorate the first city lord of Blizzard City.

On the edge of the square was the headquarters of the city's public security department. At the entrance of the spire building, there were more than a dozen crosses. People were tied to the crosses, both men and women, all naked.

These were guys who violated the laws of the city and were punished by the security team with wind punishment.

Some had become popsicles, and some were still alive.

.......

After being blown by the cold wind all night, Jike, who was naked, was also very confused as to why he didn't die?

He knew the rules of Blizzard City very well.

His not dying also meant that someone had paid the security deposit to the security department for him, and those guards would apply antifreeze cream on him and turn on the hot water for the heating pipes on the cross.

But even so, Jike only had half his life left.

When the sun came out and the sunlight shone on him, he felt that he was still alive.

Just as he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a noise in his ear: "Kid, your punishment is over. Remember not to do it again next time!"

Someone untied the ropes, and Jike collapsed. Some skin stuck to the places where the heating pipes did not touch, tearing off some skin, which was scarlet and terrifying, but not much blood flowed out.

Then he felt someone put a thick cloak on him.

The moment he put it on, Jike felt a strong warmth.

The slave opened his eyes and saw a figure in a black cloak. The man was wearing a mask and said: "Let's go. Let's find a place to treat your wounds."

Jike only felt that the voice was familiar, but after being blown by the cold wind all night, he felt that his brain was frozen.

After waiting for a long time, he realized that he was pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Nicholas?"