Because the experienced Grandpa Leo judged that after legally obtaining the iron ore of the Gariot family, the remaining members of the Garot family had lost their use value and could not be put in the eyes of the enemy at all.

And even if they both belong to the Tulip Alliance, the nobles of the Ilia Kingdom do not have that energy, and they are hunting for themselves in the kingdom of Phaletis, which is faintly the strongest in the alliance.

Therefore, after Evan and the old butler Leo came to Phaletis to settle in the small city of Leopold, they did not change their names except for disposing of some things that involved their original noble status.

From the age of ten to fifteen, these five years of stable life also proved that the name Evan Galiot did not cause him any trouble.

Probably aware that his state was easily misunderstood, Gehr stared at Aivan's black eyes, as if reminiscing and sighing:

"Probably no one ever told you that you grew up to look more like your mother!"

If he didn't have a name and a family crest, even if he saw Ewen outside, Gehr wouldn't have any associations, after all, there are many people with the same name and surname, and there are many people who look alike. But at this moment, he looked more and more like, and found too many traces of his friends and his wife on Aven's face.

"What did you say?"

Seeing that Ai Wen was slightly stunned, he didn't react at all, and Geral, who was not good at expressing his feelings, stopped talking nonsense.

"Look at the sword!"

A white light exploded in the bedroom, and Gehr suddenly drew his sword, his tall and strong body like a flat boat lightly cutting across the water, and the long sword in his hand pierced Aivan's left shoulder.

[Sword Style, Floating Boat]

The swordsmanship instinct that penetrated deep into the bone marrow allowed Ai Wen's body to slide backwards on its own when his mind was not belonging.

[Sword Style, Floating Boat]

The same move did not carry the slightest pyrotechnic aura, and a small boat drifted with the current, gently and skillfully dodging the blow. When he retreated to the door, he had risen lightly, swapping places with Gehr, but the distance between the two did not change in the slightest.

The corners of Geer's mouth smiled, and the last trace of uncertainty in his heart after this sword quietly dissipated.

The name can be the same, the appearance can be similar, even the noble coat of arms can be counterfeited, but this Bai Fan swordsmanship, which has reached the level of mastery in the bone marrow, is the strongest proof.

He is the son of his old friend Furman and his nephew Evan Carlott!

On the other hand, Ai Wen's expression was surprised, and the familiar sword moves evoked memories that he had precipitated deep in his heart.

"You ......"

Five years is even a cosmetic surgery for a teenager in the growth period, but not much for an adult like Gehr.

Even if the distance between the two countries is not an obstacle for a naval captain, Gehr, a good friend of Aven's father, Furman Gallott, visits the Galliot family estate at least once a year.

In fact, Evan had met Gehr more than once. And the last time was at Furman's funeral five years ago, shortly after that night of blood and fire.

So even though Evan is still very young, Gall doesn't stay for long every time, but Evan still has some impression of this Uncle Gel who will bring gifts to him every time.

Although he was far more impressed by the gift than he was himself, what could he ask for for Aivan, who had not awakened the memories of his past life and was still a real child?

In Gehr's expectant gaze, Ai Wen finally connected the inexplicable familiarity, and slowly spit out the words he was looking forward to hearing: "Ge... You.. Uncle.. Uncle!"

"Smack!" Gel high-fived excitedly, almost jumping up in joy.

"Wait a minute, tell me, does Katie's starfish-shaped black spot grow on her left buttocks, or on her right buttocks?"

Ai Wen, whose brain is a little messed up now, is a little confused, and he has carefully chosen a life path to join the army, and happened to join the Third Fleet closest to home.

Caught in the mysterious spider web called fate, Ai Wen subconsciously wanted to struggle again.

Unexpectedly, Gehr jumped directly to him, hugged him fiercely with a pair of strong arms, patted him on the shoulder, and said with some amusement: "Katie is a pure black little mare, your birthday present when you were eight years old, the black starfish-like spots may be on its cute little brain." ”

"Welcome home!

......

When the two of them sat face to face at the table in the captain's room, and the table was gradually filled with all kinds of delicacies that Gehr had specially ordered the sailors to pack on shore, Aven's head was still a little dizzy.

The last time I dined in the captain's room was with Captain Joseph on the Yellow Bird, but this time Evan was far less free and detached than last time. It may be due to a sudden change, it may be due to the relationship between the superiors and subordinates of both parties, and it may be because of a sudden change in the relationship.

Not accustomed to Uncle Geral's enthusiasm, Evan felt he needed some adaptation. Some of them pulled their necklines unusually in accordance with social etiquette and drank a glass of dessert wine in front of them.

But because he had never drunk alcoholic beverages in his life, he couldn't help coughing twice.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

The unexpected success of retrieving his friend's son has made Ger feel in a very good mood now, perhaps only when he received the news of his son's birth at sea. Now that I love the house and Wuxia, how to see how Ai Wen likes it, I don't care about his little faux pas.

"By the way, little Evan, I received news that bandits have broken through and occupied Blackstone, and there is a mission that has been delayed for a few days.

When I arrived, the administrator of Earl Wright's house, who had taken over the town, said that it had been confirmed that you were all killed and that your bodies had been collected. What the hell is going on, Anita and Steward Leo?"

Pouring a new glass of wine for Aven, Gehr was very concerned about what had happened back then.

"Oh, is that what they say to the outside world?" a sneer spread across Aven's young face.

When the bandits attacked the town that night, Grandpa Leo was besieged by two official knights of the same rank, and even though he finally escaped with Aven, he was still irreversibly seriously injured.

If you think about it with your ass, how can there be a knight-level powerhouse among ordinary robbers? And there are two of them?

Now it seems that Earl Wright, who finally got the huge iron ore interests of Blackstone Town, is seriously suspicious. If he hadn't forged the bones of his sister and brother, he might have been an unwitting third party, but now it seems that he has a high probability of being the mastermind behind it, and he makes no secret of it!

What kind of robbers and robbers, it's just a ghost trick directed and acted by themselves!

There is nothing to hide from these things and his own speculations, and Evan tells Gehr little by little how he was separated from his sister Anita and settled in Leopold, and how Grandpa Leo soon died of his injuries.

What Evan didn't know was that the old butler actually knew that Gehr was serving in the Faletis Navy, and even Furman's correspondence with Gehr was basically handled by Leo. But having lost the eldest lady, and having suffered a sudden change, he can't trust anyone.

After all, not many people know about the iron-rich ore situation, and there are not many people who can be unimpressed by millions of golden lions, even Furman's best friend cannot completely rule out the possibility of betrayal.

At that time, the two were not desperate, and Leo would rather be cautious than have lifelong regrets.

But unlike the cautious old butler, Evan has a digital vision, observing breathing, heartbeat, subtle eye and emotional changes, which is much more powerful than a lie detector. Coupled with the portrait of his father Furman hanging on the wall next to him, Evan was very sure that Uncle Gel could be trusted.

After all, even if you are a vicious and wicked person, unless you are born perverted, it is impossible to hang the portrait of the victim in front of you all day long.

"I'm sorry, kid!" Although Evan said lightly, Gehr could also imagine the crisis and danger of the situation.

As for why Steward Leo, who knew his address and served in the fleet, didn't come to him directly, as if there was a tacit understanding, Geer didn't ask. Whether it is the fear of implicating oneself, or the caution when in trouble, it is already a thing of the past, and everything is no longer important.

"I'll find a way to search for Anita, Anita is a real little genius, the last time I saw her, she was almost at the peak of the apprentice knight, she will be fine. ”

"Well, it's going to be fine. ”

The two men, one big and one small, are not the talkative type, and the atmosphere is a little quiet for a while.

Click... Click....

Silently, there was only the sound of knives and forks sliding gently on the plate.

"Come, have a drink!" Gehr has never been comforting, he has been stationed on the sea all year round, and he doesn't even spend much time with his son, let alone how to get along with juniors like Aven, and now he will only do it this way.

Evan smiled, picked up his glass, and touched it with Gehr.

It's been so long since Evan stopped dwelling on the past, and there was hope for looking forward. The enemy is there, and Evan won't be stupid enough to hit a stone with an egg.

But he firmly believes that Anita must be somewhere in the world, waiting to be reunited with him.

I have made a good start in my naval career, and now all I have to do is to become stronger!

Drinking the wine in the cup, Gell looked at Evan and hesitated, "Evan do you have any plans for the future?"

"What? On the first day I boarded the ship as an official navy, was His Excellency the captain going to drive me off the ship?" After the beginning of the joint reminiscence of the past, the uncle and nephew had become acquainted, and Evan made a little joke.

"Hahaha, you kid! Sure enough, you are so bold in the same vein as Furman, and the recruits dare to talk like this to their captain on the first day!"

Obviously, this way of speaking made Gell more comfortable, and in addition to being the son of the deceased, he also admired Evan himself. It is not a conformist army knight and musketeer, as a navy, you must have such bold courage and agility to adapt to changes.

"Don't want to be an explorer anymore?" Gehr quipped.

Every Galliot was a brave explorer, and this phrase was even written into the family motto, and Gel knew it clearly.

"Let's do a navy first!" said Evan with a chuckle.