"City Lord. What is the meaning of this?" Fedrick's expression tightened, his gaze sharpening as thoughts churned beneath the surface.
A small child at the 2nd rank, an unusual emergency distress signal from this region, and now an unauthorized barrier. All of it aligned toward a single possibility.
"You work for the High Order, don't you?" Fedrick coldly declared, praising his own deduction in silence.
"What?" Grey almost choked on air when he heard the accusation.
"You bastard!" He snapped, anger flaring. "You think I'm some kind of idiot you can pin anything on? First I was a criminal, now I'm a High Order member? What's next? You'll declare I'm a federal traitor plotting against the entire Federation?"
If not for the fact that Fedrick was a 3rd Rank Evolver, Grey would have already beaten him senseless.
Grey even wondered if something was wrong with this guy's head. How did he even reach such a ridiculous conclusion?
