Chapter 107: Voice of the Heart (5/10)
Chapter 107 Heart Sound (510)
Man is born to listen.
When you are a baby, listen to your parents' guidance.
When you grow up, listen to the teacher's teachings.
After becoming an adult, listen to the instructions of your boss.
Listening is the fastest way to understand a person, and the most convenient way to get close to a person. Listening can be understood, approached, tolerated, and naturally known.
If it is said that the essence of a person is the sum of all his social relations...then the sound he utters and hears is a huge net that weaves his "human form".
And be able to hear all the voices on this web, be able to weave spider silk to hear more voices, be able to crawl on the web of sound, and listen to the person who floats in the sound ripples in the invisible wind.
A person who can hear the "voice of the heart" in addition to the "voice of reality".
Perhaps, it is the person who can get to know one person after another at the fastest speed.
"Welcome to patronize, only two pfennies are needed today."
Wearing a fortune-telling robe, the smiling Weggs said this to one doubtful but expectant person after another. The man's dark green pupils were deep, and his seaweed-like long black hair spread out, covering half of his body. faces.
Two pfennies, no more and no less, although you can't buy a big steak, you can still buy a baguette.
Who would take out this money, just to let a fortune-teller who doesn't know the truth say a few ambiguous words?
The answer is many people.
"Sir, can you calculate my recent relationship fortune?!"
A young sailor with bloodshot eyes and freckles looks at him expectantly.
Simple children, worries that can be seen through at a glance.
"Well... this gentleman, you must have encountered some troubles recently. At this time, you can't be anxious and anxious, just ask and follow up. Sometimes keeping a distance and a sense of boundary can calm down the relationship between both parties."
The young sailor suddenly realized, paid the money and left with a grateful face: "Yes, yes...that's right, thank you very much!"
"Hmph, I don't know where you come from, you little white-faced liar. Let me tell you, I've seen a lot of people like you. If you have the ability, you can figure out what I had for dinner yesterday!"
A stout fisherman with a dark complexion and a full beard was breathing alcohol, roaring loudly and staring at him.
A self-righteous and inferior person, a guy who can't get satisfaction without attacking others, the marks on his teeth and the taste in his mouth have already given the answer.
"Grilled octopus with mashed potatoes is made in this tavern. Besides, I drank a lot of wine. But I don't think there is any need for divination, everyone can tell."
Amidst the laughter of others, the drunken fisherman gritted his teeth and blushed, but he still paid the money and left angrily: "What... tsk, huh, just try your luck! Isn't it just two pfennies, take it!"
Next, and, and, and.
It can be seen at a glance that things are not going well recently, forcing the depressed porter.
Guessing can guess the artisan apprentice who is studying hard recently, but is not making good progress.
The boss whose business is not good; the father who is worried about his children's education; and the painter who is arrogant and rejected by many people.
Their voices are very shallow and easy to hear.
It can be easily understood without using psionic power.
If you want to perfunctory them, you don’t need to use your brain at all. You just need to say a few ambiguous words, some general principles that everyone knows, and a few vague words of comfort. Everyone will feel that they have gained and understood.
Even, I really have the courage to solve the problem.
THIS IS THE POWER OF VOICE...Fake voices can lead to real courage, real strength, and real information.
After listening to the voices of thousands of people, you can know people's thoughts; after understanding the laments of thousands of people, you can understand the vision of most people.
Because he wanted to know the thoughts of the most intimate person in theory, Wiggs wanted to hear other people's private voices.
Because of this ardent wish, he awakened the psychic ability called "Wind Flowing Sound", and was accepted by the Imperial Academy of True Knowledge. After a long study and research, he became an apprentice of the Patrol Knights due to various encounters. .
Until now.
I have to say that possessing the psychic ability to hear most of the private conversations, as well as the voices of journalists who have been branded, is really a wonderful match for a patrolling knight.
It is precisely because of this psychic ability that can not only eavesdrop, but also partially read minds, that Wiggs can become a full member of the Knights with a status of less than the third energy level.
Just like now.
In just a few days, through private contact, touching during divination, ordinary exchanges and handshakes, and seemingly friendly behaviors, the black-haired knight has spread his 'spider silk' all over the entire Port of Harrison.
He can set specific keywords, set up a 'special list' that needs to be focused on, and collect the information he wants from the spider webs all over the city all the time.
In the past few days, Wiggs has been wandering around taverns, docks and markets.
Sometimes, as a fortune teller.
Sometimes, as a passing businessman.
Sometimes, as a mercenary and a wandering knight.
From different angles, different classes, and different aspects, bury your own spider threads, and listen to every sound in every detail.
Harrison Port rating? He has already done this kind of small work on the first day.
Viscount Grant worried that he was sent by the current emperor to take his position, which really made him feel funny.
It wasn’t that Viscount Grant was amused, because the other party’s suspicion was actually true—the ‘landkeeper’, the current emperor Axel, did have such thoughts.
If Viscount Grant did not do well enough, he has considered controlling this future important sea trade port in his own hands, so as to avoid mistakes in the future.
It was himself who Weiggs found funny.
Because, even if the emperor thinks so much, it is not his turn to replace Viscount Grant.
It's not his turn, a former apprentice of the most wanted criminal in the history of the empire.
unless…
He can do great things.
Whether it is to completely eradicate all the resistance forces in Nanling, or to find clues to the extremely rare fifth-level titan or ancient dragon; Present an apocalypse weapon...
As long as these great deeds are achieved, no matter how infamous they are, they will be respected. Let's reverse the public opinion.
Of course, apart from these impossible things, there is a simpler method.
That is, to find the person who caused him to be ignored by the royal family, alienated by his colleagues, broken dreams, and the source of his pain today.
His guide.
The most wanted criminal in the history of the Setar Empire.
Former Head of the Patrol Knights.
The right hand of the black king.
The man whom all enemies call in awe as 'The Immortal City'...
—Hilliard Lessey.
Only by finding him can the root of all this pain be solved.
"Mentor, you hide quite deeply."
In the dim room, Wiggs slowly opened his eyes, and the pale white psychic fluorescence slowly converged: "There is no clue on the surface—no tall outsiders who suddenly appeared, and no tourists who hired someone to go to sea. In recent years, there have been no incidents where villains have been punished or local gangsters have been cracked down..."
"Did you learn to be smart, or did you not stay in the city... But if you have really been here, there must be clues left."
"And I have caught some clues."
(end of this chapter)
