Revolution of the 8th Class Mage

­ The Coming of the Crown Prince (4)

“Who… are you?”

Fully alert, Cecelia asked him.

Hiding emotions was the most basic of the basics for a Coldwalker.

However, at this moment, she couldn’t hide her emotions.

“That name. How do you…..?”

“I know it very well.”

Of course, he knew

The man who caught the tail of the Coldwalkers in the empire,

The man who almost destroyed the entire operation.

That man was Ian in his former life.

“If you want, I can list your agents, what kind of operations you guys are running at the moment.”

“Bull shi…..”

“Yol, The horse keeper of the house of Molten. Robin, Royal secretary.”

Suddenly, Ian started to recite some names and their operations.

“Aerio, The 9th border defense force soldier. Isabel, the chief maid of the detached royal palace. Ah, she shouldn’t have become a chief, yet.”

Coldwalkers that Ian found in former life and still remembered.

He called specific names of Coldwalkers who may be on their mission at this moment.

“The common thing between these people, Can you have a guess? I think I know the answer.”

He listed their names and operation barely.

“What on earth…..”

Cecelia completely lost her emotional balance like a ship wrecked by a storm.

The confusion exceeded her mental capacity.

“Don’t worry, though. I am the only one who knows this, yet.”

To Cecelia, Ian said this full of confidence.

“And I don’t want to tell others about it.”

“What do you mean?”

“You guys are, hmm what should I say…..”

Ian paused shortly to find a good expression.

“Emergency food.”