Ian was depressed, and then he had an idea and asked, "So, pop, senior?"

"Smack, senior. He nodded frequently.

"So, paddle, teach me?" Ian asked, trying to slippery, "How?"

Pa Ta seemed to think seriously about Ian's question, looked at him, and then looked down at the ground, and did not speak for a long time.

"No, I can't. It finally shook its head before Ian could barely hold back, "It's different. ”

Ian was stunned and asked, "It's all psychic power, it's not the same?"

"It's not the same. "Barn's, here." Bang it, here it is. ”

It pointed to its head, and to the ground beneath its feet.

Ian immediately understood what it meant. It is saying that Ian's spiritual power comes from his own mind, his spiritual world, and its ...... From the earth, the whole continent, Ian wasn't sure. But what Elantra had said suddenly came to his mind: ...... Psychic power originates from the leylines of the earth, running through the entire territory of the Tivak continent, like a big tree, and we are just branches and leaves on the veins......

Although both ends are like riddles, Ian seems to sense something common in them. Could it be that Pata and Elantra are really "kind"? A dangerous thought crossed his mind. No, you can't rush to see them. Those two were so weird that no one knew what they were going to do. With their strength, Ian is far from a match.

Ian's pensive look made Pata think that he couldn't understand, so he spoke again, "Pata, use the magic element." Ian, use here. It pointed to its large, round head again.

"I see," Ian responded, "You use the magic energy in the Continent's leylines to achieve the effect of psionic power, and I can only rely on my own spiritual world. Now it was his turn to think, and it didn't seem to understand the complicated words.

Eventually, it nodded ambiguously and continued to nibble on the fish it had caught from the river.

Ian thought that Pata would need to hunt other magical beasts, and even worried that it would feed on humans or human psychics, but it turned out to be too much. Like ordinary aquatic creatures, they survive by preying on fish in the water. The only special thing about it is that it is afraid of heat and dryness, and often regardless of whether Ian is still in a hurry or not, he opens the water bladder and pours it on himself, allowing the water droplets all over his body to drip down his skin into the rucksack, and finally drip all the way behind Ian's back.

However, even though it behaved like a baby and didn't do any more harm during the time it spent with Ian, Ian still didn't dare take him to live in town. God knows if it will have its eye on the child of a nobleman or village chief...... Ah, I should say that I fell in love with their clothes. His fears were not unfounded, and in the town of Green Valley, where he had previously settled, he had almost ransacked a tailor's shop.

Poor tailor, he just happened to get an order to customize new clothes for the children in the orphanage!

As Ian set off the next day with it on his back, he wondered how his bag had become so heavy. When he opened it, he found Pa Ta and its stolen goods, which frightened Ian into leaving the town immediately, and never entered the town for the night. Pata has a high opinion of Ian, thinking that he does keep his word and finds more and better "collectibles" with it.

From then on, they slept in the open air, avoiding crowded places, and did not stay at the town's taverns and inns at night. Now, Ian scratched his head and looked at the deep and shallow swamp beneath Shirahoshi's feet, a little out of ideas. Because they've arrived at their destination, the Swamp Dragon City.

This walled city, built deep in the swamp, has no high walls. Because it has a huge swamp as a natural barrier, no brigade of soldiers can easily march and attack here, let alone siege engines. An observation deck made of wind bamboo and wood will detect the enemy's traces at the first time, and then kill the attackers who are difficult to move like a target.

A traveler who is unfamiliar with the terrain will be sent to death if he rushes into the swamp without a guide.

Swamp gas, swamp fairies, deep pools of silt disguised as flatland...... If you meet any one, it will be the end of the journey. The gloomy swamp will swallow everything, making the reckless ones disappear without a trace.

Ian's guide wasn't very dedicated, and only sent him to a place where he could see the Boamp Dragon City lookout tower, and then turned away and disappeared into the shadowy swamp bushes. The rest of the way can only be walked carefully by himself.

As he slowly approached the legendary Swamp Dragon City, Ian saw the full picture of the so-called city.

The entire city is supported on the lake - hence the name "Swamp Dragon Walled City". Since it is located in a dark place, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and many people who do not enter the stream and people in the dark world prefer to live here. Its fame continues to spread across the continent of Tihuak, with more and more people coming here in search of protection, subsistence or wealth.

Fugitives have escaped from the army, and bounty hunters and mercenaries have come here to hunt their heads. I don't know when it began, the Thieves' Guild and the Killer Guild are said to have settled in one after another, and for a while, it seems to have become the center of the dark world.

Naturally, the reputation of the lords of Swamp Dragon City is not very good. It is said that he is not a hereditary family and has no glorious and great history. It's just a "bandit" who was awarded this barren land in the war, and became a lord who was honored. Come to think of it, what nobleman would want to stoop to this place and endure this gloom, obscurity and desolation?

With the continuous expansion of the walled city, the current Swamp Dragon City is like a huge lake water village. The lightweight buildings made of wind bamboo and wood are stacked on top of each other, as if they are randomly added to other houses that have already been built, and there is no urban planning at all.

At the bottom of the city is the lake, and to get around here you need to take a boat – unless you're willing to navigate the dangerous labyrinth of walled cities. Of course, it's similar to a labyrinth at the bottom, except that a boatman will show you the way. The waters of Blackwater Lake are huge, and even the swamp dragon city that has expanded to this day only covers half of the lake, so there are docks everywhere on the shore of the lake. At the easternmost end is a water gate that drains the crowded lake downstream into the Donglin River during the rainy season.

There was an eerie mist on the surface of the lake, and a longboat was slowly moving through. An old man hummed a strange and obscure boat song in a hoarse and low voice:

"Beware of the robbers, they burn and plunder!Beware of the thieves, they fly up and down to steal treasures!Be careful not to fall into the swamp, the fairies will gnaw at your skull!Be careful......

The old boatman's boat carried a man and a horse. There was also a bulging backpack containing the snap that had become agitated and excited since entering the city.

"Barn," it couldn't resist even speaking from its backpack in the presence of the boatman, "good place, good place. ”

Fortunately, the old boatman had been absentmindedly humming his own out-of-tune tune, and perhaps a little deaf in his ears, so that he did not hear the whispering of the crackling. The longship took Ian and his horse to a place that barely stood as a dock, and it was said that there was a tavern nearby.

However, the thick fog was dark and damp, and he couldn't tell the direction even when he got ashore. From the moment he entered the city, there were always malicious eyes around him, and even Shirahoshi's pace seemed very hesitant and uneasy. Ian covered his face with the hood of his tarpaulin cloak and kept a low profile as much as possible. In this famous city of lawlessness, it is not surprising that anyone suddenly draws their sword against him.

The biggest reason why he chose to meet with Alphen here was that there were no guards here to check on him and make trouble with him. As long as he changes his face, at least he doesn't have to worry about the pursuit of the Imperial military. As for the Dark Mercenaries, it's the same everywhere they go.

"A cup of golden fruit. Ian sat in the corner of the bar and whispered to the owner, "Some more rusks and vegetables." ”

The boss was visibly stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. He yelled at the other guests in the tavern, "Hey, did you hear me?" he said he wanted a cup of golden fruit!"

The tavern was instantly filled with bursts of laughter.

"Listen, I don't know where the young master came from," the tavern owner threw over a glass of dark and heavy "liquid" and looked at him with bad intentions, "This is Swamp Dragon City, there is no golden fruit, only black claw wine." ”

Ian clearly didn't get used to the atmosphere. The slums are not a place of lawlessness, and there are not so many outlaws gathered together. The tavern owner was obviously not a businessman, and when he saw Ian wearing a hood, he deliberately drew everyone's attention. And the request for a glass of golden fruit wine revealed his identity that he did not belong here. Ian is not good at drinking, but the golden fruit of Maggie in Oasis Town makes a good impression on him.

He knew what kind of place Swamp Dragon City was. You can't show weakness here, or more people will soon come to him for trouble.

Ian poured the dark wine on the floor, then took off his hood to reveal the new wig that Jinx had prepared for him. Almost at the same time, the hilt of his sword had already smashed into the boss's nose, and then, taking advantage of the moment when the other party was struggling, grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against his bar, and the long sword in his right hand was unsheathed and pressed against the back of his neck.

"I don't drink this kind of garbage," he stared sharply at the boss's bleeding and twisted face, and whispered in his ear, "If you don't have Jinguo, then change the one you think you can handle." Don't let me down. ”

The drinkers behind him whistled and cheered for him when they saw him do it, and encouraged the boss to stand up and play the second game with Ian. These good deeds never bleed.

The guards of Swamp Dragon City never bothered with the "idle business" in the tavern, because they could be bribed, so they didn't do drudgery without oil and water.

The boss's eyes were clearly burning with rage, and he wanted to break free of Ian's grasp, but he knew he still had a sword in the back of his neck.

Finally, he gave up.

"Enough, enough. Damn it!" he stood up and shouted, "Get me up!"

Ian let go of his hand and let him curse and go behind the counter to re-pour the drink. Taking advantage of this time, he glanced at the drunkards behind him with cold eyes, and confirmed whether there were more malicious eyes. Among the many drinkers, judging from the dress, it is a mixture. No, there is a mix of fish and shrimp, and there are no dragons here.

The shrewd and alert-eyed one must have been a mercenary, the sturdy, noisy, tattered-clad men, with only wine and no food on the table, most of them low-level laborers doing manual labor in the city of the Swamp Dragon, earning a meager income, and the two who talked in a low voice, glancing at him from time to time, might be some kind of bounty hunter to watch out for, and in the corner, the chattering joke like a clown, trying to please the two redheads......

Alphen!?

The eyes met, and the other party apparently recognized him.