Brian is a typical Swiezer Federation businessman, with finely combed tan hair, a tall hooked nose, and a shrewd glint in his dark eyes.

He is the second son of the Bates family of the Sweezer Federation, and was rescued by pirates when he was a young businessman, and became friends with the Blue Ghost, and this time he went here at the request of his friend to help His Royal Highness the Oni no Kuni escape.

Brian is carrying the latest generation of ironclad ships of the Sviser Federation, the new ship is jointly developed by the Federal Military Department and the Mage Guild, using magic spars as the power core, and can travel around the world of Isère in three months.

At this moment, Brian was sitting in a bedroom in the cabin, looking at the little highness sitting on the bed with a strange expression, hugging his legs and bowing his head silently.

The bedroom was not too big, a magic chandelier flickered softly, reflecting on the cardamom-like cheeks of the little ghost, the dark clouds outside the window pressed against the sea, making it a little difficult to breathe, and in the distance on the continent, which was gradually leveling with the horizon, the heart-rending cries of jackdaws resounded in the sky.

His Royal Highness's complexion was very fair, and the ghost blood gave him a delicate appearance that was difficult to distinguish between genders, and his bright purple and black eyes were even more seductive, and this little guy had been sobbing quietly since he first got on the boat, which was really distressing.

"It's so cold!" Feeling the despair and helplessness exuding from His Royal Highness, Brian broke the silence.

"In my hometown, this kind of weather is normal," the little highness said in Sweezer language, "our country of ghosts is winter for eight months of the year," and then his eyes darkened again, "but... Family... It's gone..."

Brann felt like he was in a rut and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm abrupt." He raised his hand to hold his chin and muttered for a moment, "By the way, do you have a name, I can't always call you Your Highness?" he asked tentatively.

"Just call me a ghost, for now... I'm probably the only one who can be called by that name," His Highness looked up, his somewhat red and swollen eyes with a determined gaze.

"That's... That's decided, you wait a minute, I'll be back soon. Brian looked at the little ghost, stretched out his arm, as if trying to wipe the tears from his cheeks, and quickly shrank back, turning and leaving the room.

The little ghost lies on the bed, hugging his body tightly, the room is warm, and the Victorian-style layout of Swiezer is very quiet...

He was a naturally intelligent prince of the ghost clan, but before he was thirteen years old, he was already familiar with all the books in the library, he knew the world, he knew his face and bloodline, and how attractive he was to the noble lords of Sweezer who were free and equal on the surface, but in fact extravagant.

His Royal Highness was thinking about how he could survive alone in the chaotic Isère, and how he could take revenge on the Aslan Empire.

Gradually, the little ghost fell asleep, he was so tired that the three-month escape was unbearable even for an adult ghost clan, although he rested on the back of the green ghost for a while, but the bumps along the way were indeed very sleepy.

In the dream, the little ghost dreamed of his father and queen mother, dreamed of the green ghost tirelessly teaching him sword skills, and dreamed of playing with other ghost children... But this beauty was only short-lived, his dream suddenly changed, a fire burned his home to the ground, the ghost men fought against the Aslan Iron Cavalry with flesh and blood, and the women and children, old and young, died tragically under the butcher's knives of the Aslan soldiers...

The little ghost sat up in fright, panting rapidly, and saw Brian sitting on a chair by the window, as if writing something, and heard the voice of the little ghost sitting up, poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "Have you had a nightmare?" Brian asked with concern.

The little ghost nodded, "Uh-huh, really... It's horrible..."He took a sip of hot water and said, "Whew, where are we?" the little ghost looked at Brian.

Brian looked out the window, and the hazy clouds were still pressing on the sea, and he couldn't breathe. "There's about two months to go. Then he picked up a leather-covered booklet from the table, "Come and write a name here." ”

The book is very beautiful, the cover is printed with gilt handwriting, which means "citizen passport" in Swiezer language, the little ghost raised his head, he was familiar with heraldry, and when he got on the ship, he could see that Brian was a member of the Bates family of the Swiezer Federation, but he was not sure of his status in the Bezens family, and at this moment he guessed a rough idea.

The Sviser Federation is a country of merchants and lawyers, and Victoria, the capital of the Sviser Federation, is also known as the country of mages, and the headquarters of the Isère Legalists Association is located here, and at the same time, the Legalists Association founded the Royal Victorian Mage Academy, which provides a large number of magical talents for the Sviser Federation every year, and all mortal races in the world will break their heads and desperately send their juniors with even a little magical talent to the academy.

The Sviser Federation has a behemoth like the Isère Chamber of Commerce that controls the lifeblood of the world economy, and the Bates family is the actual controller of the Sviser Federation, they control the politics and economy of the Federation, and many of their children are the colleges of the Mage Academy, and almost every generation of the federal government is a Bates person in a high position.

In Isère's world, the Sviser Confederation is extremely prosperous, and even the secluded non-Confederation ministries trade with the Confederation.

"It seems that your Bates family is really the masters of the Sviser Federation as rumored" The little ghost has adjusted his state, and looks at Brian with bright eyes, and the redness and swelling in the corners of his eyes seem to have subsided a little.

Brian's face twisted, and he said with some embarrassment, "Our Bates family is still a little strong in the Federation, and I can still do this." He smiled at the little ghost, "And your ghost blood... It's rare, the Mage Guild has little research, and it's all good for us to send you to the Mage Academy to study. ”

"Sure enough. The little ghost squinted his eyes and said with a grin to Brian that he already knew that the Mage Guild would definitely covet his bloodline.

"No, no, it's not as exaggerated as you think, the great god of commerce is above, I just want to send you to the academy, the ghost bloodline is also the best among the gold level, and the mage academy should be happy to recruit you." Brian hurriedly waved his hand and swore to the god of faith, he thought that the little ghost had thought of something bad.

"It's not impossible, it's just... I'm left with nothing left now—" The little ghost lowered his head, his eyes glistening with tears again.

Brian looked at the little ghost, knowing that his feelings were faked at the moment, this little guy looked like he was only in his teens, and he knew that he could use his advantage to negotiate with others, and sure enough, as rumored to say, the ghost clan and the group of devils in hell were close relatives in blood.

"I'll find a group of ghost people in exile in the Sviser Federation to protect you, don't worry," Brian smiled and said to the little ghost. He didn't know what impact this promise would have on the entire Isère world.

Brian didn't have any covetousness for the little ghost that the green ghost entrusted to him, he didn't want to live up to his best friend's expectations of him, and vowed to take care of the little ghost.

Brian received a secret report that the green ghost summoned the ghost god Susanoo at the cost of his life, and died with the Aslan Empire general Maude, and at the same time took away the three epic powerhouses of Aslan. Single-handedly destroyed the millions of soldiers of the Aslan Empire who invaded the country of ghosts. With the last bit of strength he had left, he knelt down on one knee in the direction of the little ghost's escape, causing Amaterasu to set himself on fire and die.

There was silence again in the cabin, and the little ghost silently filled out the contents of the passport, handed it to Brian, sat on the bed, and asked "Blue ghost...... he is" Brian looked at the little ghost, "He is the greatest samurai in this world" "I see" The little ghost nodded, lay on the bed and fell asleep again......

The screams of the jackdaws were no longer audible, the dark clouds quietly dispersed, the sun shone on the sea, from time to time fish jumped up, the runes on the face of the little ghost slowly grew, and a purple plum blossomed in the center of his eyebrows, which symbolized indomitable nobility in the country of ghosts......