"The battle is over."

High in Port Harrison, Ian, who was watching from afar, withdrew his gaze and whispered to himself, "The teacher said that if that patrol knight didn't find a clue, he wouldn't have made a move." ”

"In this way, the other party still discovered the true identity of the teacher, which made the teacher make up his mind."

The boy took a deep breath, Now is not the time for chagrin.

He calmly analyzed: "Now I have to go home and wait, if there is no signal from the teacher within five minutes, it means that the situation is critical." ”

With heavy thoughts, Ian returned home, and Ellan was waiting for him to return, and his white little face was a little uneasy.

Although Ian and Hilliard didn't say anything, the boy was unusually keen in this regard, and sensed something was wrong: "Brother? ”

"Don't worry, Elan...... I'll send you to Elder Pudde's for a while, and remember to be nice. ”

"Uh-huh."

Holding his well-behaved brother in his arms and sitting in a chair, Ian waited in silence for the signal.

He didn't wait.

“…… It's time to go, Elam. ”

With a solemn expression, Ian didn't do anything superfluous.

He got up and took Elan's hand, while the young boy bit his lip, a dark uneasiness swept through him, but he didn't say much.

"Ian?"

Elder Pud was in the Elders' Hall office, and had just received a message from Knight Yam, who was about to set off to prepare his artillery.

He looked at the boy and his brother with some confusion, a little unsure of the current situation: "What's the matter, brought Elan to see me today?" ”

"Elder, my psionic ability can see the future."

But when Ian opened his mouth, Elder Pudde's eyes widened and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ian, who knew that no one was eavesdropping in the office on the second floor, and that only Pude was alone, calmly said a message that was enough to make everyone gasp: "In recent years, you probably also think that my 'uncle' is very strange, as if he has changed someone. ”

He stated: "It did change one. ”

Elan didn't understand this sentence in a daze, but Elder Pudde, who understood, looked stunned, he looked sideways at the window, and the thunder and vibration came from the east of the city before, and he already had an idea in his heart: "Wait, do you ...... say?"

"Elder, you don't need to know who 'he' really is, but the knight did come for me and my uncle."

Ian closed his eyes, he was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes, staring at the frowning Elder Pud with his watery eyes: "I have to help my family, but Elan...... I hope you can help take care of it. ”

Then, as if he had not yet known a prophet, he added, "I don't need your help - Elder, you are not good at fighting, you will die, and you will not be able to bring the slightest help." ”

"There's no need to think about transferring me and Elan, the other party seems to have tracking psychic powers, and being able to find me and my uncle after two years is enough to prove that hiding and running away are useless."

"Yes, it's not a mind reading, Elder, I can see where you are going to go in the future—in my eyes, all the choices you just made are certain death, so I can guess what you want to do."

Ian bowed his head slightly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Elder Budd, I'm only confessing now, just because it's the best outcome of all the futures I can see." ”

“…… Is it really to see the future? ”

Jammed by Ian several times in a row, Pudde's chest rose and fell rapidly, and the old man stared at Ian, who was more mature than he had ever met before, with a vague realization in his heart.

This is what the other person really looks like.

This boy, who has always been more mature than all the children, is more mature than they imagined.

He didn't lie.

But even so, it was precisely because of this that the elder couldn't help but slap the table and roar: "Since you are so smart, you must know that all my preferential treatment to you is because of your spiritual energy—I think you can revitalize the family and regain glory!" ”

"But what about you now? You're going to risk your death, and you expect me to take care of your brother for you?! ”

Ian just stared at Pudd, staring calmly.

In the cyan eyes, the reflected scarlet mist gradually faded, and then turned into a deep blue.

"You can predict ...... future"

Under the gaze of this gaze that seemed to see through all possibilities, Elder Pud muttered to himself, staggered back, and fell into his seat.

He looked down blankly and stared at his thick hands: "Can you predict the future...... Oh my God, there is a true prophet in the family...... True Prophet ......"

"yes, your true abilities, the nature of those peculiar observational abilities...... Indeed, it can be explained by predicting the future! ”

The old man raised his head, almost pleading, "Is there no other better choice?" ”

Ian just shook his head slowly, brutally showing reality.

"Please help take care of Elan."

He whispered, calmly repeating, "Then wait for me to come back." ”

Elder Budde was silent.

He could have believed it entirely, he could have locked up Ian for protection, why would he believe the gibberish of a ten-year-old child? What can a child understand!

It really can't be done, he didn't want this old face, and asked Viscount Grant to make a move - no matter how strong Weiggs is, after such a fierce battle, it is impossible to defeat the Viscount with the Aether armament.

But...... That's a lot of change.

Why did Viscount Grant make a move? Even if Ian is a prophet, will he really take refuge? Not to mention the Viscount's move, what followed was not just a matter of a single knight, but a political incident of the frontier nobles attacking the envoy of the imperial capital, and Ian's secret could never be kept secret under such a dump.

And if he protects Ian, can he really protect it? The old man fought by himself, and could he really defeat even an injured second-level peak?

For the first time, Elder Pude felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness, a feeling he hadn't felt decades ago, when the entire family had been banished from the imperial capital and exiled to southern Xinjiang.

Because in the face of today's problems, he doesn't know what to do at all, and he doesn't know where to start.

"Elder."

At that moment, Ian spoke, causing the troubled Elder Pud to raise his head.

Then, he saw a pale golden essentia of light.

Dust, cuttings, and glass cups are all attracted to this essentia and shake, heavy tumbling and pouring, and the subtle ones are gathered in the palm of the hand.

The teenager skillfully manipulates essentia out of his body, as if he were manipulating a part of his own body.

The old man could sense that although the essentia reaction on Ian's body was much weaker than his own, when it came to refinement and condensation, as well as pure attribute reaction, it was better than himself.

But the other party is only ten years old!

And, this essentia, this essentia that is very familiar, but has not been seen for a long, long time......

"Sand Armor Apprentice ......"

His eyes widened in disbelief, this was the first time Elder Pud had truly lost his temper: "Could it be him?!" ”

Seeing the essentia brilliance in Ian's hand, Elder Pud stood up directly, causing the chair to tip over: "You inherited, his mantle?!" ”