Harrison Harbor was supposed to be silent in the middle of the night, but suddenly a raging fire broke out, and the silence that enveloped the harbor suddenly lit up, and then a surging wind of flames engulfed the buildings.

The light of the fire illuminates the small half of the port and is reflected in the surrounding sea, so that the fish at high tide are illuminated thoroughly, and the shadows flow in panic at the bottom of the sea.

Many people were awakened by the sudden light and scorching smell, the father woke up the child, the wife pushed the husband to wake up, and the crowd ran out of the house with the most precious belongings in the house in a daze and natural fear of fire, unaware that they were not wearing pants or that their clothes were upside down.

"Is it the lame Orsanna?" On one side, sharp-eyed people quickly discovered that the fire did not spread widely, to be exact, only one house was damaged.

The fire looked mighty, but because of the rain yesterday afternoon, only the wooden structure inside the house was really ignited, and the main beam and roof had not collapsed, not to mention the wind direction did not support the spread of the fire.

This relieved the surrounding neighbors, after all, Port Harrison is a city surrounded by rivers and the sea, and extinguishing a flame of this level is nothing at all, and someone is ready to fetch water to extinguish the fire.

"Oops."

And after making sure that his side was safe, the people who were usually familiar with Orsena remembered the key, and the sturdy fisherman slapped his thigh in annoyance: "It's just that the lame one is gone, and the two children Ian and Elan are also there!" ”

Osena usually does not have a good relationship with his neighbors, he rarely socializes with others, and his behavior is not tactful, even if he is of the same race, few people care about his safety.

But the two brothers, Ian and Elan, are different.

The two half-brothers, not counting the foreign Canaanite Moorish mercenaries, their parents are good local people.

Ian's father was a member of the harbor guard, responsible for investigating the nests of monsters in various parts of the coastal waters, and because he often killed monsters to get hunted, he would share some meat and send it to his neighbors and relatives.

The mothers of the two are even more rare literate people, who can read letters and bulletins for the neighbors, and have a good skill in pickling fish, and the fish and meat floss during the festival are also unique.

But because of a violent storm in the South China Sea eight years ago, which had not been seen in 300 years, the convoy that happened to be out to sea was completely wiped out - Ian's father was among them.

Almost everyone remembers.

On that day, dense thunder stretched over the sky with a roar, like branches of trees, and purple thunder cut through the dark sky and shone on the churning sea.

Ian was born in the midst of this storm, and at the same time lost his father, and many more lost their husbands and sons.

Many houses were blown down, fishing boats capsized and sank, and the walls of the eastern and western sides collapsed into many breaches...... Because of that unusual storm, the whole city of Port Harrison was silent, and until now, the port has not fully recovered.

Ossena is not likable, but the smart and clever little Ian is different.

Thinking of this, a warm-hearted neighbor, who was also a fellow of the White People, poured a bucket of water on him and covered his head with a damp cloth.

He wanted to get close to the fire and see what was going on inside the house.

This man was the fisherman who had spoken earlier, named Sainan, and his skin was dark from his years of working at sea, and he could not see any connection with the white people except for his white hair, but his dark skin was thick and tough, like a layer of fish scales under the skin.

Senan was once rescued by Ian's father from a siege by a group of reef-devouring sea otters, and when Ian's father died and his mother was still alive, the warm-hearted fisherman often found some excuse to send a fish or two to help.

He is indeed not afraid of fire, nor is he stunned, he has his own selfishness.

Sainan thought about it, he would go to the fire to see, he could save it, he had to show an attitude if he couldn't, he was so righteous, could everyone still choose him to be the head of the fisherman?

But as the daring fisherman approached the burning house, he was astonished to see a familiar young figure swaying in front of the fire.

Holding the white-haired toddler in one hand and dragging the white-haired man with the other on his face covered in blood, the boy stomped on the shadows of the firelight and hobbled away from the moaning and crumbling house.

"Ian?!"

For a moment, the fisherman froze in place, and he couldn't imagine why such a scene could happen.

But soon, he reacted, the man gritted his teeth, walked quickly to Ian, picked up Ian with one hand and Elan in his arms, and grabbed the apparently unconscious 'Osenna' with the other, and then strode back towards safety.

Sainan had such strength, and the catch he usually carried was heavier than the three of them combined, and when he retreated, he asked puzzledly: "What happened, how did the fire start, Orsanna...... How did your uncle become like this? ”

Although it was only a brief glimpse, Senan could tell that 'Osenna' had deep wounds on his face and extremely severe knife wounds on his arms and body.

Fortunately, Orsanna is tall and burly, and although these injuries are serious, they don't look fatal for the time being.

But why did he get a knife wound?

For the first time, Sainan thought that when Osenna, the scum, was beaten by Ian, Ian resisted and stabbed a few times - and I felt that Osena was not so strong before, a little heavy!

But this thought just flashed in his mind, after all, this is too nonsense, how can an eight-year-old child have the strength to fight with adults, and still tear out so many deep scars on the other party's body?

As for Ossena's weight...... Hey, maybe the other person is the type to look thin in clothes?

But then, Ian's slightly weeping reply made him feel uneasy and shocked at the same time.

"Yes, it's a redwood native!"

Ian, who was being held in Senan's arms, was sobbing quietly, and he stammered a little, "A native has snuck over and wants to take my brother and me...... He had smoke, but I had a headache and couldn't sleep, so I found out ......"

"My uncle got into a fight with the natives and accidentally knocked over the brazier......"

Soon, Sainan, who had brought the brothers and the seriously injured 'Osenna' to safety, had a rough idea of what had happened.

Ian's words were a little upside down, and he also had the child's sobs, which distressed the onlookers around him, but he unexpectedly explained the key information quite clearly.

After Ian's repetition again, everyone roughly understood the outline.

- The natives from the Redwoods infiltrated the harbor and tried to use Sleep Smoke to secretly kidnap the two brothers, Ian and Elan.

Ellan was naturally stunned, but Ian couldn't sleep because of the injury he had suffered on his head a few days ago, and he discovered the strangeness of Sleep Smoke.

After Ian yelled to wake up Orsna, and alarmed the natives, the lame guy unexpectedly burst out of blood and fought with the natives who wanted to forcibly take the two brothers away.

Although Osena had difficulty moving, but the room was small, he was born with a burly physique, and he endured the knife wounds, and strangled the natives to death with a pitchfork and his empty hands.

And in the middle of tossing and rolling with the last native, Orsena knocked over the brazier that he used to damp the house. This brazier is usually stored in the kitchen to store fire, but because of the recent moldy clothes in the house, it is placed outside to get wet.

The spark ignited the clothes, lit the algae oil lamp that had flipped over and leaked oil, and then lit the floor of the table and chair next to it, and the fire quickly spread.

Then, there is the scene that everyone saw - Ian couldn't put out the fire, so he did everything he could to get his brother and uncle out of the coma.

"Good boy, strong and courageous!"

Everything went smoothly and naturally, and it was reasonable, and Sainan had no doubt about him, so he rubbed Ian's face vigorously and praised the child's decisiveness.

But Van Ian hesitated for a moment, and the three of them would definitely not be able to get out of the fire.

However, the sharp-eyed fisherman also noticed that Ian had been clutching a small bag tightly in his hand as he spoke.

The style of the bag is rough and primitive, and it is clearly indigenous.

“…… Is that? ”

In the crowd of onlookers, an equally sharp-eyed herb picker also noticed this.

He walks in the mountains and forests on weekdays, and his eyesight is the most important, so he didn't pay much attention to Ian at first, so he didn't notice it.

But just now, he smelled a hint of the scent of flowers, which was linked to the 'sleeping smoke' that Ian had mentioned before, and the medicine picker, who was worried about the fire and was wearing his clothes backwards, suddenly moved in his heart: "Ian, show me that package." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Ian shrank back in fear, took a half step back, and replied stammeringly, "But, this is what my uncle told me to keep it all the ......time."

This answer was evident to the herb picker, and he held out his hand.

"Show me!"