The night sky at Camp Afaria is like a washed tablecloth, fresh and spotless.

Yang Jian sat alone in the grass, but his chest was like this unpredictable starry sky, setting off turbulent waves.

When did I start to think of Belmar as my home country? Yang Jian began to ask himself.

From Norton to recognize himself as a righteous son?

From Queen Skadi to give herself a heavy responsibility?

Or do you feel the pain of being uprooted from a foreign country?

Maybe these questions will never be answered, but I can't go back!

Yang Jian turned around, no longer looking at the vast starry sky, and planned to rest.

"Young man, you're confused right now?!" A voice came from behind him, loud and loud.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and his eyes began to become much clearer.

"Isn't it a coincidence, Lord Boken, that you always show up when I need you most."

"Hahaha!" , Boken smiled heartily, and his tall figure appeared in front of Yang Jian.

"We will do things for the Empire, and naturally share the worries of the Empire", Boken stepped forward and lifted his veil.

For a moment, he showed a row of white teeth and a bald chin.

"When Lord Boken was young, I was afraid that he was also a prince of Yushu and Xuanyu!" , Yang Jian patted the fart without embarrassment.

"I'm old, and now it's your young man's world!" Boken touched his bare chin and seemed to be very useful for the words.

"Yang Jian, I have come this time to express my sincere condolences to your mission on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen", Boken stared at Yang Jian, blazing brightly.

Before Yang Jian could speak, Boken took out another thing from his pocket, which was shining, obviously a ring or something.

"The hundreds of pieces of inheritance equipment you gave me last time have been disposed of, and Her Majesty has even allocated a special bonus from the treasury to reward you and your companions."

"Tsk", Boken wiped his nose, "Sometimes I really envy you, you make money in both public and private matters."

"Where, where", Yang Jian waved his hand, "Without the support of Lord Boken, I am nothing."

"The old rules, your share, must be indispensable."

With a smile on his face, Boken walked over to Yang Jian and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Yang, you are so sensible and capable, there are really very few young people like this now, and Her Majesty will definitely take on more important responsibilities in the future."

It's a thankless chore!

Yang Jian muttered secretly in his heart, but he was dumb and ate Coptis chinensis, and he couldn't do silent suffering, and he put on a look of relief on his face at the moment, but said to Boken.

"The Lu of the food king, since the worries of the king, if I Yang needs to contribute, the liver and brain will be smeared."

"Hmm", Boken nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

"The queen still needs you to meet in person to explain the situation, when do you plan to leave for Huttonmar?"

"Wait for my men to recuperate for a few days, and then set off."

"Well, then I'll take my leave," Boken bowed.

"There will be a date later!" , Yang Jian didn't dare to slack off, and he also returned the salute.

I saw that Naboken's hands were clenched into eagle talons, one leg propped up, like a golden rooster standing, and then his whole body turned into a phantom, accompanied by several afterimages, jumped up one after another, and then disappeared into the vast night.