High Above

Watching Qing Chao suddenly lose control of his emotions, Ian was puzzled at first, and then seemed to understand something.

He was thoughtful, didn't say much, just backed away quietly, as if he didn't see the other party's gaffe.

After retreating, he summoned the other speakers in the current position again and asked about the current situation.

Because of Ian's strength, as well as Yisen, Iron Hand and Lanfan who rushed back one after another, the boy quickly gained control of the entire position.

"It turns out that three sublimated people have already died in battle, or disappeared?"

Ian frowned, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

There were originally four sublimators on the pirate side, and the fifth and strongest captain disappeared with Shasha, and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

On the side of the exploration ship, there are five people, two are the guards of Isengarde, two are the masters summoned by the Platinum Iridium Workshop from Lanfan and Qingchao, and there is a shipboarder from the Platinum Iridium Workshop.

As for the sublimators, the exploration ships have the upper hand, but the pirates are still the majority.

The two sides are indeed hostile to each other, but both sides are thugs.

The captain, the boss, and even the target of the pirates were not there, so naturally there was no intense fight—not to mention that the Abnormal Ape and Frost Moth arrived not long after. After a hard fight, the pirates killed a sublimator Well, the Wavesinger on the exploration team was also killed by the Frost Moth because he couldn't call the tide.

However, it was also because of this tough battle that the original army of aberrant beasts, which was much larger than now, was directly dispersed, so the intensity of the subsequent attacks was not as great as the first one, and it was not difficult to defend.

However, there is no way to keep guard like this. Wildfire, another guard of Isengard, volunteered to explore the way, but he never returned. There is a high probability that he either fell into the ice leak or was killed by a monster.

The remaining sublimators gathered to discuss it, and felt that there was no solution, so the pirates and the exploration ship each sent two sublimators to go outside to see the situation, and it is best to find a way.

The pirates met the remnants of the monster and had to retreat to help Qingchao defend the position, while the exploration ship met Ian and broke the siege.

As for Ian's strength...

Everyone is secretly observing this appraiser who claims to be the 'Wavesinger'... The strength of the other party is really abnormal!

The previous Wavesinger was useless in a frosty environment, but Ian's power could even move the frost. This was obviously not an ordinary Wavesinger...not even a Wavesinger at all!

"There really aren't many shells left."

Ian didn't care about the strange eyes of other people looking at him. Ian collected the shell data and found that the remaining two boxes of shells might not even be able to cope with the next attack.

"It's time to retreat."

He raised his head, his eyes flashed with psychic light, and he looked around at everyone present, saying: "It is the most dangerous to stay where you are and continue to confront the endless stream of monsters head-on. Now let's gather our resources and prepare to leave in the northwest direction. There should be an exit or a connecting flight."

Although Ian didn't give any reason, everyone present decided to follow his decision—not just his strength, but Ian's natural tone and self-confidence, which can indeed lead people forward at such a critical moment.

"Ethan, come and discuss the details with them. I'll go and see if there is anything usable about the equipment on the exploration ship."

Turning his head, Ian wanted to ask Ethan to dispatch supplies and manpower. His ability in this area is actually quite good, but the blond boy motioned for Ian to approach, and then whispered a message to him mysteriously.

"Huh."

Ian raised his eyebrows, and followed Ethan to leave the center of the position.

Master Gesai woke up, and he was sober, and he wanted to tell him something very confidential.

"The teacher said that he only wanted to see you alone, and I don't know what it is."

Although he was aggrieved and did not understand, Isengard obediently obeyed the teacher and left. Before he left, he was ordered by Ian to prepare the team, which was quite a tool.

At this moment, there are only Master Gesai and Ian in the cabin.

"You're awake, master." The boy walked into the cabin and immediately closed the door to prevent the cold wind from leaking in.

He turned his head, looked at the white-haired old man, and said with a slight smile, "Without your old man, our journey would have been really hard."

"If you don't wake up, I'm afraid you will freeze to death."

In the cabin converted from an exploration ship, the old man was warming himself by the fire, looking around weakly.

Then he said with a smile to Ian: "You did a good job, little guy, your ability, even if it is a real heir of a big noble, or an apprentice of a well-known knight order, may not be able to have it. This is definitely not a talent. If a wizard or a chosen one can explain it, you must have a good teacher."

"I saw your sword when you dealt with Feiyan's group before...Let me guess..."

Saying so, the old man closed his mouth and just stared at Ian quietly.

It seemed that he wanted to see some shadow of the past from the boy who just smiled calmly.

The shadow of the glorious era that he was once proud of and dedicated to...

Ian was not surprised by this at all. He nodded and said softly, "Is it? Your old man doesn't dare to say their names."

"Even in this remote Nanling, which is far away from the emperor's capital, even in this ancient ruins isolated from the rest of the world."

"... Hilliard Lessie. That guy is your teacher."

Not being provoked, but simply convinced of this point, Master Gosai said the name, followed by a long silence.

His expression was extremely complicated, but in the end he smiled with relief: "I didn't feel sorry for Black King and him at the beginning, and it's not my turn to feel uneasy—I can't do anything."

Raising his head, Master Gesai stared at the person in front of him: "Ian, aren't you going to kill me?"

Ian was noncommittal, he just hummed lightly, then came to the old man and raised his sword.

The sword didn't aim at the old man's neck or heart, but just let the other party see the material of the sword more clearly.

"How to cover up the material of this sword?"

He asked: "This is the weapon my teacher left for me. It's okay for ordinary people, but it's a bit conspicuous to old people like you... How can I cover this up? I don't have any other weapons that are good enough, but I don’t want to expose my identity so simply.”

Not afraid at all, Master Gosai stretched out his hand and took the Abyss Iron Sword from Ian.

He pondered for a while, then slowly said: "...Sure enough, the sword of the previous generation of patrolling knights. Because the first knight has his own weapon, this ceremonial sword has not been specially treated, it is just a Ordinary great knight sword."

"A whole batch of long swords were made by me and my teacher under orders. Others may not be sure. Of course I can recognize them."

Raising his head, the old man looked at Ian seriously again, his expression was a little gloomy: "It seems that the legend is still over, but you are left behind."

Ian did not ask Master Gosser how he knew that the teacher had passed away. These people of the older generation may have worked together for a long time, and even had a private drink and chat. He would not understand which details were exposed.

So he just said: "Tell me how to hide your swordsmanship. I feel that my swordsmanship is already unique, and I shouldn't be able to see the traces of my teacher."

"It's really good."

Master Gesai also pointed out without hesitation: "However, it is because you have done so well in the details, your swordsmanship is perfect but not lacking in thickness, your offense is quite sharp, but your defense is too simple and direct. Just protect the vitals—is it possible? At least a Wavesinger is impossible, and I doubt it because of this."

"In addition, when you were driving the armor before, Yisen couldn't connect the data cable to you... The first energy level, this kind of physical strength, there are not many inheritances that can have it."

Speaking of this, the old man's expression was a bit complicated, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

But after a while, he knew the urgency of the situation, so he sighed, and continued: "And the sword—to be honest, I fainted, and it really wasn't because of the shock of the battle or parasites."

"I was simply shocked by your identity, and I fainted because of my emotional agitation."