After seeing off Isengard, Ian sat in the box for a while longer.
He closed his eyes tightly and thought about the problem.
"Indigenous...yes, indigenous."
Ian murmured to himself: "Yes, I almost forgot - the natives must have noticed the existence of the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon earlier than us. Their totem master is probably still recovering from the injury he was injured by the teacher, so
Facing a dragon species that is at the peak of its first level, you have to give in step by step, and even almost lose your home nest."
"There is no way the indigenous people are unaware of this matter. They will not just sit back and watch the exploration team's actions."
"Moreover, where did they obtain those flying flame fire weapons? Although the guards did not say it clearly, I can also see that this matter is extraordinary. The implications behind it may be related to the mission of the Ellen family.
Nothing is worse than that!”
After all, the Ellen family and their mission, capturing the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon, are just an added bonus, the icing on the cake.
The unusual movements of the natives and the possible hidden secrets in the Flying Flame Land can really threaten the daily safety of Harrison Port and Ian!
——No one knows whether Feiyandi, which has been silent for four or five years, has dispatched a special operation force behind enemy lines to plan some unknown secret plan?
It's really hard to say this kind of thing.
"The top priority now is to determine your plan and report the information to the elders and viscount - they are the ones in charge."
The Ellen family, Patrick and the pirates, Viscount Grant, the natives, and the possible hidden people behind the natives.
Many forces have gathered in the South China Sea because of the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon and some secret purposes. Their goals are different, and their plans are intertwined, forming a complex network.
Ian was able to find the best possibility for himself from this complicated network.
"You really need to make some plans."
Opening his eyes, the young man stood up and left Changou Wine House.
The direction he was heading was not the studio in the new city, nor was it the Viscount's Mansion.
It is the garrison station located in the northwest city area, close to the city wall.
The garrison is essentially a small castle located in the city, rooted at a key point on the bank of the Ewok River. It was a forward fortress built when Port Harrison fought with the indigenous people. It has a large number of soldiers stationed all year round to fight with the indigenous troops who want to attack the city.
Twenty-four hours of fighting.
As time went by, the offensive power of the natives gradually weakened, and the garrison gradually changed from a castle fortress to a central point for stationing and rotating soldiers. Its main function was also transformed into allocating supplies, and stationed commanding officers to dispatch military forces.
As of now, the natives who have completely lost their ability to take the initiative cannot even leave the large redwood forest in the north outside Elephant Bone Mountain. The garrison has completely become a security post, with a status similar to that of the patrol station in the city.
Ian wore a hood and walked on the road to the west of the city.
Most of the streets in the west of the city were destroyed in the war that year, but they have been rebuilt long ago. Compared with other lively urban areas, the XC area, which had to face the pressure of the indigenous people back then, was a bit deserted. The complex streets were laid out like a network.
, apparently in preparation for possible street fighting.
The garrison is located at the center where all the streets converge. This blue-gray hexagonal castle has a towering tower spire and six built-in alchemical cannons. Its defense strength is even much greater than that of the Viscount's own mansion.
This is also the style of defensive fortress that humans often build when they open up forests and wilderness.
Ian took off his hood after arriving at the garrison. The guard who wanted to stop him immediately let him go. There was even a guard who came out to guide him and asked what the famous alchemist in the port wanted.
Who to look for.
If we were looking for Rayleigh, the captain of the White People, he should be patrolling the infield now.
"I want to find Captain Scott and ask him about the situation in the northern redwood forest and the indigenous people."
Ian asked with a smile, and the guard leading the way immediately understood that he was there: "Captain Scott has just returned from duty, and he should be in the equipment warehouse now...Do you need me to summon the captain to see you?"
The young man shook his head: "No, I'll just go find him."
Now the entire Harrison Port knows that this young appraiser has identified a life-extending magic plant... There is no doubt that there is a second plant. Even though Ian is still young, as an alchemist,
Magicians, researching life-extending potions is also an excellent way to improve your level.
It is completely normal for the opponent to ask Captain Scott, who is in charge of the outfield.
Soon, Ian met Scott,
Six years ago, when the Aboriginal chief elder and the Swamp Crocodile invaded Harrison Port and fought with Viscount Grant, several heroes stepped forward and fired alchemical artillery at the most critical moment, accurately injuring the Crocodile's old wounds.
Causing the other party to flee, thus laying the foundation for the peaceful development of Harrison Port today.
Unfortunately, several heroes were killed in the subsequent desperate attacks by the natives. Only the two youngest, Scott, the artillery loader, and the inscription genius who restored the disrepaired artillery to perfection. Ian, who was only eight years old, emerged from that battle.
Survived the raid.
Several tower soldiers who died even had their own statues at the tower site in the east of Harrison Port City, and their families were compensated. Ian who survived was discovered to have the dual talents of alchemy and inscription, and now the entire
He is the only alchemist in Port Harrison who is close to the official level and can even look forward to becoming a master in the future.
As for Scott, he also became the youngest captain of the Harrison Port Guard.
Although he is young, Scott always stands up when faced with danger and is very responsible in his conduct. On several occasions, he was attacked by indigenous hunters and his team members were poisoned. He always directed the defensive counterattacks to repel the enemies and used the weapons he carried with him.
Antidote can save a life.
Scott is very popular among the younger generation of escorts. His only shortcoming is that he doesn't know how to adapt and is too strict. If he makes a mistake, he will be punished. In this regard, he does not look like a young man at all. On the contrary,
He looks like an old-fashioned middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
Ian and Scott met in the equipment warehouse. There were two soldiers in the warehouse who were preparing and checking their weapons. After seeing Ian come in, they left wisely. The warehouse filled with armors and crossbows suddenly became quiet.
"Long time no see, Ian, I was still wondering when I could help you."
Scott's appearance is quite handsome, with dark brown hair, eyes like dim amber, and a small metallic silver stripe on his face. Same as the gem-like eyes, this is a symbol of the Iron People.
He had just taken off his armor and returned from patrolling the fields close to the indigenous areas of influence. He seemed to be afraid that the miasma remaining on his body would affect Ian, and he even took a few steps back before speaking to the young man.
Scott's attitude towards Ian has always been respectful and enthusiastic. After all, only he knew the truth of what happened back then - he was just a survivor protected by his teammates, and Ian was the real hero who saved Harrison Port.
Just because I didn't want to attract too much attention, I gave the credit to myself, the assistant who carried the artillery shells, so that the families of those dead comrades could have sufficient pensions.
This was a kindness...a great kindness that he would remember for the rest of his life.
He is also one of the few people who knows part of Ian's talent...at least he knows that Ian's power and knowledge are far greater than others imagine.
Ian chatted with him about his recent work and situation for a while, and Scott answered seriously, as if reporting to a superior's inquiry. In the past, Ian was still wondering whether Scott was trying to please himself.
Later I discovered that this was the character of the other party. He had such a strict character, and he had great respect and admiration for himself as his benefactor.
It can even be said that it is loyalty.
Maybe most Iron People are like this? At least some of the Iron People that Ian has met, such as several of Mr. Yinfang's guards, all have this kind of character.
They do not necessarily have to obey other people's orders and submit to others, but when they are sure that someone is stronger than themselves and is kind to them, they are willing to become part of the "benefactor"'s power.
Until life, or the end of grace.
"I do need your help with something."
Although Scott seems to automatically regard himself as his superior and object of allegiance, which makes Ian have an extra 'team' in the escort team for no reason, Ian has always regarded Scott as a friend: "Recently, this
I will go to sea for a while and won’t be back for quite some time.”
"Elan is taken care of by Elder Pude, so I don't have to worry, but according to my calculations, there will be a storm in the South China Sea within the next week. At that time, I need your help to crush this wooden box and throw it into the sea...
…”
Listening to Ian's words, Scott looked very serious and stood very straight, like a soldier listening to the commander's instructions. This posture made the young man sigh: "Relax, this is not difficult, you can do it in the field."
You can easily do it when you're on the coast."
"You can't just do it casually."
Hearing Ian's words, the young soldier raised his head and said solemnly: "I firmly believe that there must be a deeper meaning behind your simple order."
"I don't need to know these details, but I must ensure that I don't make any mistakes in these 'random' places."