Chapter 8: Extraordinary Perception (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

The Mother River flowed majestically, winding its way down and nourishing the fertile lands of the Upper Green Forest and the Lower Green Forest.

At this moment, a team of several dozen people had arrived at a certain point along the Mother River and began patrolling along the river.

Aaron Sotos casually plucked a blade of grass from the roadside and held it in his mouth, exuding a rather devil-may-care air: "Actually... Colin and the others aren't wrong about one thing; war is fought with hard power. They know exactly how much the Davis Family is worth, and each Knight is considered quite experienced. At the very least, they know to spread out Rangers for investigation... If the Davis Family were to make any moves, like a sneak attack or something, the probability of success would be very low."

"Therefore, the Davis Family doesn't have many options left. Putting myself in their shoes, the only way is to move through the battlefield at the fastest speed possible and launch a sneak attack on the Sotos Family's vitals. Since the forest makes large-scale troop transport impossible and it would be too time-consuming, the most convenient method is water transport!"

He gazed at the Mother River, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

The Davis Family is upstream; once they travel down the river, their speed will be lightning fast!

Although their main force is on the battlefield, a detachment of only about a hundred men could easily bypass the battlefield patrols, reach the territory of the Lower Green Forest directly, or even launch a sneak attack on the castle!

"However, if a surprise attack is discovered, it becomes completely useless."

What Aaron needs to do is very simple: find a place on the river channel that is easy to defend and hard to attack to set up camp, and incidentally establish a river checkpoint!

In this way, if the Davis Family makes a move, it would be impossible for that small force of theirs to take it!

Even if it turns out to be a false alarm and he bears the name of a coward, it doesn't matter; he has no intention of inheriting the family business anyway!

And if he can avoid fighting, that is naturally better.

"With this, the family's weakness is covered, and the Davis Family will have no choice but to fight for their lives on the battlefield, right?"

"Let me think again, perhaps there are guys in the territory who have been bought off? But as long as there is no outside help, there shouldn't be any big problems. At least the castle will be fine..."

Aaron spat out the grass stem in his mouth, suddenly feeling if he was too insidious?

Or rather, given the medieval-like culture and education of this era, are the nobles still too simple and not as dark as him?

Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!

Aaron looked at Bazhi and Sanchez: "You two, how do you feel? Do you resent me for taking you away from the battlefield and causing you to lose the chance to gain spoils of war?"

"No, my lord, we are all very grateful to you!"

Sanchez hurriedly bowed and said.

He was telling the truth; spoils of war and such were matters for the nobles and Knight lords. Their wish was very simple: to survive!

Being able to leave the battlefield was naturally the best thing.

'If my guess is correct, the danger here is no less than on the battlefield...'

Aaron muttered to himself, turned a bend in the river, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Ahead, the Mother River made a large turn, and this place was the boundary between the Lower Green Forest and the Upper Green Forest.

Not only that, in the center of the wide river surface, there was an island made of sand and gravel, about four or five meters higher than the surroundings.

"Very good, this is the place."

Aaron observed the surrounding Geography and couldn't help but be quite satisfied: "We will set up a water checkpoint here to guard against ships from upstream... By the way, does this place have a name?"

The group of illiterate men looked at each other, and finally, Gelin said hesitantly: "It seems to be called... Widow Bay?"

In a dream.

Aaron Sotos felt that energy of the Mysterious Unit again.

'Use it all to strengthen myself.'

He gave a command in his consciousness.

The next instant, a trace of coolness darted through his consciousness.

He was already familiar with this scene, but what followed was somewhat different.

Aaron only felt that the trace of coolness suddenly became extremely scorching, as if boiling water had been poured into his brain!

Pain!

The immense pain made him almost lose the ability to maintain his consciousness. If he had a body, he would have likely been rolling on the ground and screaming already.

Snap!

Amidst the endless babbling, his memory shook violently, as if a gap had been forcibly pried open.

A massive amount of memories emerged!

He was like a pure bystander; his memories began to backtrack continuously. He could see himself as a child pretending to babble, and even went back to when he was 1 year old, half a year old, and just born...

The torrent of memories didn't stop there; it even continued further back...

That was a patch of darkness, and then there was Light.

That was... the memories of his past life!

"How come it's like I've got hyperthymesia..."

Aaron complained, and suddenly began to recite a paper. This was a piece of popular science he had accidentally seen when he was in college, only to the extent of a glance.

But at this moment, he could recite it word for word!

"Photographic memory? Have I... finally crossed a certain threshold and achieved a spiritual transcendence?"

After so many years, Aaron's memories of his past life had actually become very blurry.

But at this moment, it was as if there was a Library in his head; every piece of information he had ever seen was recorded!

"Too amazing. I don't know if this ability can be brought back to reality. Perhaps when I wake up, my memory will become blurry again, but it doesn't matter... I can study slowly in my dreams, so... this finally got me a little benefit?"

A smile appeared on Aaron's face.

Just then, his expression changed.

A feeling of hair-raising horror, like a cold, large hand, gripped his heart tightly.

"There is danger!"

"No... not here!"

"It is... me in the real world, I will be in danger?"

The night was silent.

Inside the tent.

Aaron opened his eyes, and that hair-raising feeling vanished in an instant.

"What is going on?"

"Could it be... that the one in danger is the me in the dream? No, the me in the dream has also returned; that world can no longer harm me."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, rolled over to get up, and began to think carefully.

"This time entering the dream, I finally awakened my dream self and gained the abilities of 【Supernatural Memory】 and 【Danger Perception】... and then, I felt danger? It feels like it comes from reality..."

Aaron took a deep breath: "If the danger is in the dream, returning would be walking into a trap; if the danger is in reality..."

He gripped his Cross Sword tightly and snuck out of the tent.

Because he had not taken off his outer garments during the march and battle, sleeping in them just like that, his movements now were very simple and swift.

Outside the tent, in the sky, the moonlight was hazy.

Beyond a few campfires, Sanchez and the others were sleeping soundly, and even the night watchmen had disappeared.

"Something is wrong!"

Aaron's eyes narrowed as he reached the edge of the camp and looked into the distance.

Under the hazy moonlight, there seemed to be blurry figures crawling on the ground, slowly approaching!

"Attackers!"

Aaron took a deep breath, immediately turned back, found Bazhi, and covered his mouth.

Bazhi struggled at once but could not make a sound, then he opened his eyes and saw Aaron.

"Do not make a sound, we are under attack."

Aaron's voice was cold: "We will continue to wake the others and prepare for battle!"