In the end, the soldiers on the 'privateer' failed to board the fast sailing ship piloted by Senan.

When Ian returned, he was treated like a hero, or rather, he was a real hero.

With the strength of one person, at most with the assistance of one comrade-in-arms, he single-handedly blocked the surprise attack of an entire warship, how could such an act be done by ordinary people?

Leaving aside the somewhat exaggerated praise of the sailors, even the White Mist Bishop after returning from repelling the armor thought that Ian was able to deal with the frigate a little surprisingly quickly.

"It's not uncommon to have a one-man ship, but for your age, it's a miracle – not many of the pirates and legendary captains who have done so today."

The shark did not go far, but continued to move with the sailing ship until the outline of Harrison Harbor was faintly visible in front of him, and the South Sea Fleet of the Nineteenth Legion of the Empire began to approach the sailing ship before quietly leaving under Ian's instructions.

Two destroyers flying the Imperial flag approached, protecting the fast sailing ship home.

They were supposed to come to help the ships that might have been 'attacked' to take out the privateers in the Flamelands, but they were surprised to find that the targets they were supposed to protect not only did not need to be rescued, but were even unharmed.

After learning that the enemy had lost the ability to pursue, the commander of this rescue operation, Baron Gwen, was a little reluctant to believe that this was true.

In particular, the nominal heroes were Ian and Isengard, two fourteen-year-old boys, and the others cheered and cheered at the back.

- When he was fourteen years old, he was still playing hide and seek with his maids!

Baron Gwen was really puzzled, and Isengard was just that, it was not surprising that there was such a thing as this strength and credit being given to the marquis's child, but Ian ......

According to the information given by Viscount Grant, isn't he an alchemist and appraiser? Why is it so strong?

But in the face of Master Gosai's assurance, he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it, let alone theoretically wouldn't lie at all, and even if he could, he would definitely not be the White Mist Bishop who lied on such a trivial matter.

"We will send other warships as soon as possible to try to capture those 'privateers' who have broken down."

He assured himself, and then delivered the news back to the port and the viscount as soon as possible.

The South China Sea is still shrouded in storms, and the impact of changes in the large ruins on the climate is all-round, and such abnormal weather will continue for at least half a month...... But the big storm will never come again.

The three warships cut through the mist and waves, sailing at a steady speed that was neither fast nor slow, and in a short time they were completely off the coast of Port Harrison.

Here, you can already see the Viscount's mansion and the alchemy center of the new city in the distance, and the thunder light is pulled down from the rain clouds in the sky by the power engine and merges into the furnace of the alchemy workshop.

This scene, if it is the first time to see it, must be quite shocking, but after watching it for three or four years, any Harrison Porter will only feel familiar and accustomed, and even have an inexplicable peace of mind.

After all, as long as there is thunder, the water in the public bathhouse can be a little hotter.

The sailors on the high-speed sailboat let out a burst of cheers, and even Frostbutterfly tossed in joy and briefly left Ian's hair. , I don't know what it is happy about.

As the ship continued to move forward, the outline of a huge fleet loomed behind the rain curtain, and when the outline became clear, Ian could see that it was the South Sea Fleet normally stationed in Nauru City—these huge ironclads seemed to have just been through a battle, and were now repairing and replenishing supplies in the harbor.

At the port, there are also many people waiting.

Just as the people on the ship gazed expectantly at the land, so the people on land looked at the sea with anticipation.

It's finally back -

Even Ian, who had always been calm, couldn't help but take a long breath at the moment, and his demeanor was much more relaxed, not to mention Isengard.

The straight figure of the blonde boy who had been standing on the side of the ship shook slightly, as if he was about to fall immediately, but fortunately he immediately came to his senses after a period of dizziness and firmly grasped the side of the ship.

Otherwise, he would probably fall into the sea before he returned to port.

Even Master Gosai touched his beard, and the old man felt like he was out of this world—as a master alchemist, he hadn't had many similar thrills over the years.

If there weren't too many things that couldn't be revealed or explained, he would have been eager to write all of them into a book, or write them into his autobiography, which would definitely be a bestseller.

As for Andor, who has always been trying to make himself as transparent as possible...... But he began to tremble.

Now, whether it is life or death, it is no longer his turn to dominate -

"Don't worry."

And as if sensing the other party's fear, and the hidden fear under the fear, that deeply hidden 'relief', Ian turned his head and looked at the elven pirate captain.

He smiled and nodded at the other—though the smile made Andor feel more uneasy—and whispered, "Next, as long as you don't leave Master Gosai's side, you won't be in danger." ”

"But don't try to run away, in that case, you'll definitely die."

"I know, I know—"

Andor nodded hurriedly again and again, how could he not know this truth? The pirate captain wanted to keep assuring, but found that Ian didn't continue to talk to him, but looked at the docks.

The boy saw a stocky old man standing on the trestle, waiting for the ship to dock.

Elder Pudd's face was originally as heavy as black charcoal, but when he really saw that Ian was not missing arms and legs, and waved at him on the side of the boat with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but show a sigh of relief.

Perhaps even the old man himself did not know, but he laughed the same.

The white-haired boy who was being held by the old man opened his purple eyes wide, and he also waved happily to his brother, which also made Ian laugh unconsciously.

Isengard noticed this, and he laughed at first, rejoicing at Ian's rather unusual side, and at the joy of his comrades.

After all, whether in the ruins or in the city, Ian has always been strategic, seems to be in control, and is so calm that he doesn't seem to have any expression other than no expression.

But this smile proves that even Ian, who seems to be a rational thinker and chooses the 'right option', is a living human being, a human with a family and loved ones.

Isengard felt as if he understood Ian a little better.

But then, recalling the source of all this thrilling adventure, his uncle, the aristocratic boy, fell into a blank silence, not knowing what he should think in order not to prick his heart.

"Honestly, Ethan, though it might be a little ugly."

At this moment, Ian turned his head sideways, and he noticed that Isengard's mood was low.

He reached out and patted Isengard on the back - it was a rare time for Ian to reach out to others and show his approval of others.

The boy said seriously: "You can't find out the truth like this...... Neither your uncle's actions nor your grandfather's plans could have been concealed from them in your present state. ”

Isengard's body shuddered, and he slowly raised his head and made eye contact with Ian.

Ian said lightly: "I understand how you feel now, you seem to feel that you don't have any relatives to trust, your uncle wants to kill him - although he says it is for your own good, my father has an incomprehensible silence about all this, and does my mother know about my grandfather's plan?" And what is our plan for your Ellen family, Your Majesty, the Keeper of the Land? ”

"You feel that although you are a nobleman, you have nothing to really rely on...... You seem to be weaker and more confused than any young child playing on the street. ”

"You're even terrified – you don't want to let this sailboat come to shore, because once it does, you're going to be out of a great and wonderful adventure and back to your family of intrigue and betrayal...... You are not afraid of the crisis that will lead to your death, but you are afraid of a cold and emotionless home. ”

"And you already know the truth, and you can no longer be as foolishly oblivious to all malicious gazes as you used to."

Isengard's breathing became rapid, and he gritted his teeth to meet Ian's eyes, his lake-green eyes filled with dazed anger mixed with anger.

This anger was not directed at Ian, but at himself......

To yourself who is still afraid.

But he still gritted his teeth and whispered a little unwillingly: "I understand what you say, Ian, I'm not a fool!" I get it! ”

"But what can I do? yes, the adventure is over, you can go home now, but where can I go......"

His tone became gloomy: "...... Where can I go? ”

"It is because you are clever that you cannot deceive yourself, so you feel pain."

Ian stared at the blonde boy in front of him, whose tone suddenly lowered, he muttered for a while, and then said, "Listen, Ethan, Patrick told me the truth before he died, things may not be as bad as you think, but they are scary enough - you don't have to worry about not being able to go home, but you also have to be careful of other people's deception and betrayal." ”

Ian said seriously: "If you are willing to believe me, then after returning to the shore, when the turmoil of this matter is over, we will find a secluded place to talk about this matter." ”

"At that time, I guess you will also calm down and think about countermeasures."

"If you're willing to believe it, I can help with some advice."

Isengard looked up, his eyes wide.

- Why are you helping me?

"It's not my turn, I don't want to help you." And the corners of Ian's mouth curled, he knew what the other party was thinking, Isengard made rapid progress in terms of human sophistication, but the micro-expression on his face was still no different from Ming's.

The boy shook his head deliberately and sighed, "But I've actually helped you before—I think the guys you're going to face aren't that good at explaining, and I've already taken sides from the beginning." ”

"Not to mention, if I want to go further and regain the glory of my family in the future, I will definitely need the help of others, I think, we are in the same camp from now on."

"Instead of thinking about why, you should think more about how much you should be paid to be worthy of my help to you."

Isengard stared at his peers in front of him with some surprise, and he didn't know why, but when the other party said that he would help him, he suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

- If Ian had helped him......

Perhaps, then, there are many problems, and they are no longer problems.

The ship docked.

"You're frightened, it's a dereliction of duty!"

Isengard and Master Gossay are being visited by the Commander of the South Sea Fleet, and as nobles and well-known alchemists in the Imperial Capital, they clearly have other entertainment to deal with.

Ian disembarked smoothly and strode towards Elan and Elder Pud.

"Hey, Chubby!" Laughing and stretching out his hand, he hugged Elan, who was trotting all the way and rushing in, and Ian quipped the little boy who was a little heavy because of his steel bones: "Why is it getting heavier and heavier?" Did you eat too much at Elder Pudder's? ”

"Brother, I'm not fat!"

These words obviously aroused Elan's displeasure: "And, Grandpa Pud, you can't cook!" His dishes taste average! ”

Haha laughed, Ian just like that, hugged Elan, and looked at the white-haired old man standing silently in front of him.

"Elder."

The boy said sincerely, "I'm back." ”

Elder Pud wanted to rebuke something, but he couldn't say anything at the moment.

The old man could only take a deep breath, then sighed and shook his head, "You little ghost who is not afraid of death...... Well, peace is good. ”

"Welcome back."

.bqkan8.. bqkan8.

Lewen