"I can't believe that Teacher Hilliard actually asked Sainan and the others for news this afternoon..."
After smiling and waving, saying goodbye to Sainan and other fishermen, Ian was ready to leave with an unexpected surprise.
After asking the fishermen, it seemed that the teacher's target was at sea, but the boy didn't know exactly what Hilliard wanted to do, and he didn't want to ask. Anyway, the other party would naturally tell him when the time came.
As for now, it's time to prepare dinner.
This salmon exuding blue mist has the same grade as eel meat, slightly inferior to tuna, but it is not frozen. Now he can cook at home, whether it is salt grilled, sashimi or steamed, it is quite fresh, and he is indeed hungry.
.
As for the other blue mist...
Ian could tell that some rare-grade fish were caught in Harrison Port every day, but their identification methods were not developed enough, and many of the rare fish were sold as ordinary fish, making them cheaper for the lucky ones who didn't know it.
But Ian is different. His psychic powers seem to be specifically used to identify and detect leaks.
"You got a fish for free. Remember this favor."
Ian doesn't have any psychological pressure to accept things given by others, but Sai Nan is indeed a good person: "If there is an opportunity, help them understand the true value of their catch and how rare it is."
He can take advantage, but he doesn't need to take advantage all the time.
However, just when Ian left the fish market.
However, he found a group of people standing by the roadside in the drizzle at night.
In the center of the group, a tall, short, white-haired old man stared at him.
"Elder Pude?"
Ian raised his head and showed a surprised expression. This was not a disguise, he really didn't expect it: "Why are you here..."
"As expected of Ernesto's child."
Elder Puder did not answer Ian's confusion, but just sighed with unknown meaning: "He really knows how to fool people."
Then, he walked forward and handed a brown-red box sealed by lacquer wood to the boy: "Take it, there is a medicinal material that can relieve mental effects, Beria Condensation Herb."
"After returning home, boil boiling water to clean up the scum. After it settles for a whole day, take the top water and drink it. Use the bottom slag to apply externally on the temporal and canthus of the eyes for seven days. It can relieve the symptoms of most sleeping powder and
The effects of paralyzing venom and other neurotoxins... Elan is still young, so the dosage can be smaller, and you have to use it once yourself to avoid any sequelae."
The elder spoke concisely and to the point, then patted Ian on the head and said: "As for now, come with me. Walk with me, an old man."
Saying this, Elder Puder stretched out his hand and motioned for Ian to take it.
His words were gentle, but they did not leave any room for rejection, and Ian did not show any hesitation. He nodded obediently, held the elder's hand, and then followed the old man's steps, walking slowly on the street.
Further out from the street where the fish market wharf is located is Central Street, which leads directly to the official road. Almost all chambers of commerce have set up their offices and stores there, and going west from there is where the guards and security guards are stationed.
Guardhouse.
Further outward are the city walls and the Ewok River.
Most of the pedestrians on the street were walking in a hurry, and some of them were white people. After they saw Elder Pude, they all stopped and said hello to the old man who had watched almost everyone grow up.
"Your father, Ernesto, was the former captain of the Port Guard and a first-level ascendant."
While smiling and nodding at the white people who stopped to say hello to him, Elder Puder talked softly with Ian: "You may not remember him, but your mother should have said his name."
The old man's hands were rough and strong, as if covered with a layer of stone skin. He held Ian's hand softly, and his voice was low and clear: "He had hoped to take over the position of Sheriff from Knight Yam after he retired.
He was also one of the elder candidates after I left. He is an upright and persevering young man with a strong sense of responsibility."
The old man recalled the past with a little nostalgia and regret: "And your mother Evelin is smart and strong, and she can raise you two brothers by herself."
Ian remained silent and listened carefully to every word of Elder Puder's speech.
The other party suddenly found me and started talking about the past situation of his parents. Obviously he didn't really want to reminisce about the past with his eight-year-old child... If nothing else, his father in this life had already been with the port guard before he was born.
Many other colleagues in the team died in a shipwreck, and he didn't understand this.
The storm eight years ago caused the whole city to become deserted and destroyed countless families. Elder Puder was so busy at that time, how could he have the mind to care about the problems of a single family?
As expected, Elder Pude continued: "For so many years, the clan has indeed owed you and your family. This aboriginal attack only woke me up. Thanks to the blessings of my ancestors, nothing happened to you. Otherwise, when I fell asleep underground and met your parents,
I really don’t know how to face them.”
After a slight pause, the old man said calmly: "I have already sent someone to tell Osenna that the house on the coast will be given to you at no extra cost. There is no need to worry about the herbs. They were given by the generous Viscount Grant and are of high quality.
Very good, no need to be polite to him."
——He should... no, he must have seen something!
Although all the news he received was good news, Ian's vigilance had been raised to the highest level.
But he had no sense of crisis.
There is no need to use precognitive vision. Ian knows very well that even if he reveals that he has awakened psychic powers, he will not encounter any problems at all.
Look, Elder Pude has sent so many condolences just because of his suspicion.
If the other party was really sure that he had awakened his spiritual power, would he, as an elder of the White People, still suppress an eight-year-old child like himself? It would probably be extremely serious to think of such a development due to persecution paranoia.
The other party will definitely focus on cultivating himself, and according to the hints in Elder Pude's words, it can even be said that the other party will help him embark on the road of advancement, and even become a reserve elder in the future.
This is the treatment a psychic should have.
What if Ian wasn't...
Elder Pude was not at a loss either.
The silent white-haired boy and the old man walked through the bustling Central Avenue, passing by the stone hall of Huaiguang Church with its towering spire bell tower. Not far away was the most gorgeous Viscount's Mansion, which was on a higher ground and could overlook most of it.
Port Harrison.
On the way, they even encountered a caravan from Nauman, the capital of the southern province. The tall horses with exorcism bells were guided by the sheriff to the warehouse area in the East District - where all goods were transferred and transported.
But they did not stop. Elder Puder took Ian through half of the city until the sky darkened and the algae oil lamps on the streets lit up with a dim, dim light that flickered on and off.
They came to the city wall on the west side of the city.