The surface was a black hard shell like glass, and it was hard to tell whether it was stone, metal or mud. There was no grass or trees, just a bare patch, and everything melted into one.
The explosion area completely turned into an oval-shaped black depression.
Garen carefully began to walk around this area, and at the same time carefully checked the corners where a human body might be hidden.
At night, there was only a faint moonlight falling from above his head. He could barely see the outline of objects in the woods.
The air was very cool, with a touch of hot flashes, which was the residual heat after the fire. The ground was hot when you stepped on it, and you could feel it through your boots.
Garen opened his eyes wide, and first circled the oval, but found nothing. Then he gradually expanded the area.
Time passed by, in the grass, in the bushes, in the gaps between rocks, in the branches of big trees, etc. He carefully checked every possible hiding place, but unfortunately there was no sign of hiding.
On the contrary, 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 it is also the most realistic opportunity. If you can find the Aining Silver Lantern Master and save him at such a critical moment, then it is logical to ask to learn to become a Silver Lantern Master, and the success rate will be extremely high.
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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 superpowers, he would at least become an excellent martial artist within a certain period of time. It's just that his superpowers 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 horrific 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 much like a human figure.
Garen quickly walked in, picked up a stone and threw it at it.
Snap.
There was no movement, and the sound of the stone hitting it sounded like hitting a piece of flesh.
Garen had a vague suspicion in his mind, and he walked closer. He immediately saw the true face of the black shadow.
It was a human body that was completely charred and curled together. There was also a short, charred cane floating beside the human body.
"Maybe it's him." Garen felt relieved, stepping on the water and approaching the black shadow.
He stretched out his hand and pulled the man's body, and a pale face covered in black ash 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 Aining's face. He pressed the guy's belly, but there was no water inside. He slapped Aining twice more.
No response.
He pressed hard on Aining's philtrum point under his nose with his nails several times in a row.
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. For some reason, he always felt weird when he said this.
"No, no need," Aining said in an extremely weak voice. "Son, I need some anti-inflammatory medicine, just a little 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. It is very unsafe. I will take you to my place."
He dragged Aining ashore without any explanation, then helped 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.
Galen 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 he lit up the fire in the fireplace and dragged him to the fire.
While baking.
Garen squatted by the fireplace, fiddling with the flames and putting firewood inside. He looked back at Aining on the lounge chair.
"This is the first time I've taken care of someone like this until you wake up. If you don't repay me well, I won't be done with you." He whispered to himself. He was not sure if the Silver Lantern Master had any additional investigations.
Means, so I 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 did not 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, the latest anti-inflammatory drug in the world. He poured a glass of boiling water from the water room.
When he came back, Aining didn't know when he woke up. He sat upright and looked at the red fire on the recliner, thinking about planting!
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and looked towards Garen.
"Did you save me?"
"Otherwise, who else do you think?" Gallon asked, "This is the anti-inflammatory medicine you want, take it yourself." He walked over and handed the water glass and pills to Aining.
Taking the pills, Aining 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." Gallon put down the water glass.
On the table next to him, "But it's 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 you will be hanged."
"I'm sorry that I actually don't like swimming in the middle of the night, but I have no choice but to do it." Aining also learned to shrug and expressed helplessness. He drank some water and warmed himself by the fire, and his speech became much smoother. His accent was a bit inflected.
His sense of rhythm is clearly not that of 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 that you saw our fight?"
"Of course, it's very intense, just like a fantasy novel. It's a wonderful fight." Garen answered honestly.
Enin looked at the Galleons 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 to ask you to teach me the fighting skills."
"Do you know what that is?" Aining asked in a low voice. Then he reacted. "Yes, you are qualified, so you will definitely know this information. Your parents or someone in your family should be from us.
Just, why don't you learn from someone at home, but from a stranger like me?"
"Because my father didn't teach me. The family is too poor and there's nothing I can do about it." Gallon replied decisively. The family is too poor. If Vindman knew the reason for this cheating, even among the silver lantern makers, the Terry Jones family is in the top financial position.
The standard is so far away from poverty.
Aining's face was startled, and then he seemed to be reminded of something in the past by these words.
"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 not a 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 wander in the forest in the middle of the night? Is there something wrong with your brain?" Garen looked contemptuous.
"Okay." Aining was completely speechless. In fact, he originally suspected that this young man came to save him with a special purpose. But now that he heard the other party admit it with a calm face, he felt that he was a little uneasy.
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 that I will never reveal any knowledge and skills imparted by my teacher. Silver above."
Two young voices seemed to sound at the same time, overlapping each other. It was unclear whether it was Garen's voice or his original self.