Mysterious journey

The ground was a black hard shell like glass. It was hard to tell whether it was stone, metal or earth. There was no grass or trees, just a bare patch. Everything melted into one.

The explosion area completely turned into an oval-shaped black depression.

Garen carefully began to circle around this area, and at the same time carefully checked the corners where a human body might be hidden.

At night, only a faint moonlight fell from above. He could just barely make out the outlines of objects in the woods.

The air was cool, with a touch of hot flashes, the residual heat after the fire. The ground is hot when you step on it, and you can feel it through your boots.

Garen opened his eyes wide and circled the oval first, but found nothing. Then gradually expanded the scope.

Time passes minute by minute, in the grass, in the bushes, in the gaps between stones, in the branches of big trees, etc. He carefully checked every possible hiding place, but unfortunately there was no sign of hiding.

Instead, while searching for a bush, I almost crushed a nest of black swan eggs.

Gradually, his search scope expanded to the lake.

Garen believed that the person he saw in the picture must be the silver lantern master named Aining.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and the most realistic opportunity. If he could find the Aining Silver Lantern Master and save him at such a critical moment, then it would be logical to ask to learn to become a Silver Lantern Master, and the success rate would be extremely high.

As for the long search, Garen was not impatient at all. When he practiced secret martial arts, he kept training himself repeatedly. Many of the little skills he practiced were uncomfortable and even painful. He also persisted.

It can be said that even without the help of supernatural powers, he will at least become an excellent martial artist within a certain period of time. It's just that his superpower gave him the key to reach the top.

Compared to the beginning, this little bit of fatigue is nothing to mention now.

He made up his mind to spend the whole night to see if he could find the Aining Silver Lantern Master. In such a terrifying explosion, the other party must have been seriously injured.

Along the lake, he began to slowly examine the water. Soon, a vague black shadow attracted his attention. The black shadow floated on the water, motionless, and looked very humanoid.

Garen quickly walked in, picked up a stone and threw it at it.

Snapped.

There was no movement, and the sound of the stone hitting it sounded like it was hitting a piece of flesh.

Garen had a vague suspicion in his mind, and he walked closer. Suddenly I saw a little bit of the black shadow's true face.

It was a human body that was completely charred and curled together. Next to the human body, there was a short, blackened cane floating.

"Maybe it's him." Garen felt relieved, stepping on the water and approaching the black shadow.

He stretched out his hand to pull the man's body, and a pale face covered in black dust appeared in front of him. It was the silver lantern master Aining.

"It's him!" Garen finally felt completely relaxed, "Hey! Are you still alive? Wake up!"

He reached out and patted Ening's face. I pressed this guy's belly and there was no water inside. He slapped Enin twice more.

no response.

He pressed his fingernails hard on Aining's philtrum point under his nose several times.

Aining finally let out a weak moan.

"How are you? Do you need treatment? I'll take you to the hospital." Garen asked as if he didn't know him at all. I don't know why, but he always felt weird when he said this sentence.

"No, no," Aining said in an extremely weak voice. "Son, I need some anti-inflammatory medicine, just a little bit will be fine."

Garen frowned and pressed Enin's forehead, which was very cold.

"You are too weak. There was an explosion here just now and it is very unsafe. I will take you to my place."

He couldn't help but drag Aining to the shore, then lifted him up and slowly returned to the small building where he was.

After a few twists and turns, Aining passed out again and lost his voice.

Garen carefully dragged Aining back to his small building without disturbing anyone. He cleaned some water plants from Aining's body and placed him on a lounge chair. Then light up the fire in the fireplace and drag it to the fire to bake.

Garen squatted by the fireplace, flicking the flames and putting firewood inside. He looked back at Ening on the recliner.

"This is the first time I have taken care of others like this. When you wake up, if you don't repay me well, I will never be done with you." He whispered to himself. He was not sure if the Silver Lantern Master had anything extra. The investigative methods were used, so he simply followed the steps of accidentally discovering Ening in every word and deed, and even the words and deeds of a young man of this age were taken into account.

Aining didn't move at all. He was lying on the couch, his face slightly rosy due to the warmth of the flames.

Garen turned his head and continued to light the fire. He was a little surprised. Ening was obviously hit by the flame explosion, but he didn't have any burns on his body, but only shock injuries.

After filling up the firewood, he went to find the first-aid kit in the small building and dug out a few pieces of white pixacin, which is the latest anti-inflammatory drug in the world. I poured a glass of boiling water from the water room.

When he came back, Ening didn't know when he had woken up. He sat upright and looked at the red fire on the couch, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up towards Garen.

"Did you save me?"

"Otherwise, who else do you think?" Galen asked, "This is the anti-inflammatory medicine you want. Take it yourself." He walked over and handed the water glass and pills to Aining.

After taking the pills, Ening threw them into his mouth, drank some saliva, and swallowed them.

"Thank you." He returned the water glass to Garen.

"Why are you floating in the lake? The lake is freezing cold at night. Even if you want to swim, you have to choose a good time, right? The afternoon is good. Some of my guards also like to swim in the lake at this time." Garen put down the water glass. On the table next to him, "It's just not in the water area of ​​Black Swan. If my father finds out, you will be dead!" He shrugged and looked helpless, "My father hates other people polluting Black Swan the most. The water source of the water district, he is the lord of this land. If you are discovered by him, maybe it will be light to hang."

"I'm sorry. In fact, I don't like swimming in the middle of the night, but if I have to, I can't help it." Aining also learned to shrug his shoulders to express his helplessness. He drank some water, warmed himself up by the fire, and spoke much more smoothly. The accent is a bit melodious, and he is obviously not a local.

"I also know that you can't help it, and I understand you." Garen nodded, "Unfortunately, I saw the fight between you and that guy. The loser always deserves sympathy."

"You have such a vicious mouth" Aining was speechless.

"You should be happy because you survived and he probably died."

"That's true." Aining nodded, with a hint of complexity on his face. "You just said you saw our fight?"

"Of course, it's very intense, just like a fantasy novel, and the fight is exciting." Garen answered honestly.

Aining looked at Galen attentively.

"You can see our fight. It seems that you are also a qualified person. So, you saved me, is there anything I need to repay?"

"Of course." Garen replied calmly. "I want you to teach me the art of fighting."

"Do you know what that is?" Enin asked in a low voice. Then he reacted. "Yes, you are already qualified, so you definitely don't know this information. There should be someone in your parents or family who is one of us. But, why don't you learn from someone at home, but from someone like me?" stranger?"

"Because my father didn't teach me. My family is too poor and there's nothing I can do." Garen answered decisively. The family is too poor. If Vindman knew about this cheating reason, even among the silver lantern masters, the Terry Jones family was at a high level of financial resources, and they were miles away from being poor.

Aining looked startled, and then seemed to be reminded of something in the past by these words.

"That's right. I was too poor back then." The eyes he looked at Galen gradually softened, "Don't worry, since you saved me, I will arrange all your future expenses for you."

"So you agreed?" Garen had a strange look on his face. If he had a calm expression at this time, it would be too fake and completely inconsistent with the status of a young man of this age.

"You can call me teacher." Aining nodded, "I will teach you until you become a real one of us. I will repay you for saving me."

"Is it that simple?" Garen was a little stunned.

"It's that simple."

"I always feel it's a bit too hasty." Garen lowered his voice.

"You have the qualifications, you don't look stupid, and you saved my life again. I have the financial resources, knowledge and experience. Then everything is no problem. What else do you want from the process?" Aining said helplessly.

"What if you don't have the qualifications?" Garen suddenly asked.

"No, it won't work. Let me ask you, did you save me just to learn how to be a silver lantern master?"

"Yeah, otherwise who would be in the mood to hang out in the forest in the middle of the night? Is there something wrong with your brain?" Garen looked contemptuous.

"Okay." Ening was completely speechless. In fact, he originally suspected that this young man came to save him with a special purpose. But now that I heard the other party affirmatively admit it with a calm face, I felt that I was a little unsure.

There was a pause.

"Then, one last question." He looked straight into Garen's eyes. "Tell me your name, young man." He raised the blackened short staff as if he was pointing at something.

Garen was stunned for a moment, then showed a calm smile.

"Ahashia, my name is Ahashia Terry Jones, but I prefer others to call me Gallon."

He knelt down on one knee, bowed his head slightly and saluted Aining.

The short staff landed on his right shoulder, faintly flashing a hint of silver.

Aining looked at Galen in front of him, with a hint of softness of memory on his face, as if he saw himself kneeling on one knee back then.

"Following the ancient etiquette, I swear to never reveal any knowledge and skills imparted by my teacher. Silver above all."

The two young voices seemed to sound at the same time, overlapping one another. He couldn't tell whether it was Garen's voice or his original self.