High Above

The etheric armed battle that took place in the sky temporarily did not affect the actions of everyone in the sea.

When driving the armored shark, Ian noticed that Isengard had gotten rid of the previous state of being out of his mind, and asked sideways: "Is it okay? What's going on, your uncle seems to be single-minded about your life. Are you sure you didn't offend him before, for example, you peed all over him when you were a child?"

"How can it be!?"

Although it is simple, it is effective. In order to refute Ian's nonsense, Isengard immediately raised his head and retorted: "Uncle Pat is very kind to me, and I have been very good since I was a child. I have never messed around...no..."

When he said this, his tone dropped again: "He treats me really well...but why..."

"yes."

Squinting his eyes, Ian has used his psychic power to lock on to Master Gesai and the armor not far away—these two targets are located in the same position, and it is quite convenient to find them.

The old man's body sank unexpectedly, sinking into the deep sea like a stone. Ian urged the shark to speed up, and then he stretched out his hand to pick it up, and clamped the unconscious alchemist in his right hand.

The moment he took over, the young man noticed that the old man's body was quite hard. It was not hard like inner armor, but the hard feeling of some kind of metal skin.

Recalling that Master Gesai never untied his alchemy robes and was hunched all the year round, he couldn't help but have a guess.

But now is not the time for validation.

"Ian, help me, inject this potion into the teacher!"

After realizing that his teacher was still alive, Isengard immediately took out a bottle of light green potion with needles from his bosom—the boy Bai Zhimin only had two hands, so he couldn't help feeding the medicine, so he could only hold the two hands together. The person stuck a little closer, and let Isengard stick the medicine on the back of the old man's neck.

Noisy... After the potion was emptied, Master Gosai's scorched skin, which was struck by lightning, immediately improved a lot, a lot of carbon ash peeled off, and intact skin was regenerated visible to the naked eye.

At least it's the regeneration potion of the second energy level... This group of nobles casually took out good things worth hundreds of talers or even more expensive.

At this moment, Ian is holding Isengard in his left hand, Master Gesai in his right hand, and the Iron Shark in his two legs. It belongs to Ian's armed full module.

Only then did he have time to continue talking to Isengard with a sigh of relief.

"He is really good to you. This is what I don't understand. That guy really likes you. It can almost be said that he regards you as his son."

Ian's psychic ability can see people's emotions and changes in many details. He can be sure that when Patrick interacted with Isengard, he really regarded each other very closely, and that kind of love was also from the heart—— Because of this, he didn't even plan to take Yi Sen's life in the first place, he just planned to make him lose his potential, that's all.

For the struggle of nobles on the continent of Terra, this is already very tender.

It was only because of Ian's messing up that the plans got out of control one after another that he had to use force to kill them, even like now, at the expense of his own life.

What on earth could make a patriarch of a veteran noble family give up his life just to die with the next patriarch heir who had a very good relationship with him?

There is no reason at all! If Isengard had become the head of the Ellen family, Patrick's prosperity and wealth might be even higher than it is now!

unless……

"Isengard."

Ian asked thoughtfully, "Does your uncle...have any children?"

"ah?"

The blond boy was stunned by this question. He blinked his lake-green eyes, and his eyes showed complete confusion: "Uncle Pat... it seems that he hasn't even been in a relationship? I don't know, but At least, he never cared about women."

Speaking of this, Ethan was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Actually, we have been saying in private...that he likes men, for example, Viscount Grant, an old friend..."

——What is the heartthrob Viscount? Could it be that he is the kind of person who is very popular on Terra Continent?

Ian really wants to complain, these nobles are usually gossiping about something in private, how about some valuable information?

"Viscount Grant likes red-haired people. If it is true, then your uncle seems to have no chance."

He muttered something, then frowned: "Is there no child, that's really weird."

never mind.

It's not a big deal if you can't find the reason for the opponent to do it for a while, anyway, it's Isengard and Master Goser who should worry about it.

As for Ian himself, what he has to do now is very simple.

"That's right there, ahead!"

Urging Shasha, Ian used the power of Fairy Wings, and he clearly pointed ahead to where the purple light was diffused: "That's the armor! Take me to that side!"

"Oh!" Ironclad Shark accelerated excitedly—it wasn't afraid of this group of second-level powerhouses getting together at all, on the contrary, it was very crazy, and it liked this dangerous feeling very much.

... It may be that the teacher gave the shark a false sense of security. Ian felt that he had to find an opportunity to cure the other party's misconception.

Because, the next battle... definitely won't be like the fight with sea beasts and pirates before...

The armored shark approached the armor, and Ian put Isengard and Master Gosse down, let them take it, helped inject the underwater breathing medicine, and entrusted Shasha to take care of the two.

Then, he approached the armor.

The water-colored brilliance lit up, and Ian activated the vision vision.

"Let me see how your door opens..."

Whispering to himself, the young man soon knew where the switch was, and he smiled: "As expected, it is here."

This moment.

When Patrick confronted Viscount Grant, two giant giant eels belonging to the aborigines also arrived here in the distance.

——Unexpectedly, within a few days after Pat came to me, did he get involved with the natives...or is he also related to the spies of Flaming Land?

——No, Flameland has nothing to do with him. The natives probably came here this time not because of his invitation, but because of the key in my hand.

The viscount was unexpectedly calm, obviously encountered many unexpected things, but because he had a premonition... or instinctively felt that something was wrong, so now he is not very surprised, and can even understand it clearly The parties' purpose and reasons for doing so.

So, he was just... very confused and regretful.

My old friend actually wanted to fight me, attacked their common teacher, and cooperated with the natives to confront him—if what he wanted to do was for some big plan, it would be fine, for example, to treason and fight for the head of the Ellen family In fact, Viscount Grant may not be unable to understand the position or something.

After all, it is normal for nobles to be insane, and it is even more normal to go insane for the sake of rights, wealth and power, and everyone can understand it.

But look, what did Patrick do? He actually drew his sword against himself just to kill his nephew!

"If you discuss it with me in advance... this kind of thing is not impossible!"

Thinking of this matter, the Viscount felt full of boredom—it was just killing a junior. Does this kind of thing really need to be hidden for people like them? Although Isengarde is indeed well-behaved, but he is not one of his own, so what if he kills him? Of course, for the sake of the development and safety of the territory, he would definitely not agree, and would persuade Patrick to stop.

But anyway, things have happened.

"Patrick with the Anhuazi strain, plus two Tenglan giant eels... can still be dealt with."

Lowering his head, Viscount Grant stared at the rough sea. He felt that the elemental spar in his body was surging with a comforting coolness: "After all, the sea..."

"It's my home field."

However, just when Viscount Grant was about to engage in an unfair one-on-three battle.

However, he was surprised to find that the two giant eels that came together were separated.

He continued to push towards himself.

And the other end... is to dive into the deep sea.

Heading towards their real goal this time!

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[Today's 3 updates, please ask for a double monthly ticket, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow I will try to add more and write a little bit, after all, the online class is over today, and time is a bit tight]

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