High Above

Just when Ian was suspicious, a sturdy elf who was not wearing any clothes but was entangled in vines and branches walked towards him on foot.

He looked natural, as if he was strolling in his own home: "Yes, that is you. Lovely ice goblin, who else do you think?"

This elf is very tall, more than 2.5 meters tall, and Ian can only reach about his chest in front of him, even if he is sitting on a camel beast, he is lower.

The vines on his body were extremely densely entangled, even resembling some kind of plant vine armor. The outermost vines were even translucent, with a dark blue fluorescent liquid flowing inside.

Traces of wooden roots cling to the sides of his cheeks, and two sickle-shaped hard long leaves grow behind his ears, standing up high, like some kind of horns or antennae.

If you think it is primitive, you are wrong. Ian can tell at a glance that this vine is not an ordinary tree vine at all, but some kind of sublimated plant. magnificent.

In other words, this is a biological equipment, a living armor!

"Is your companion a steel armored shark?"

The tall elf came in front of Ian. Compared with this oppressive body, his voice was very gentle and magnetic, which instantly made people feel at ease, and even the panicked camel beast calmed down : "I sensed its breath from you... It has only advanced recently, with full potential and unimaginably healthy health."

His tone was very emotional: "I haven't seen such a healthy steel armored shark in Canaan Moor for decades. If it's not urgent, I really want to see that cute little guy."

"Hello... I think it should be very grateful for your compliment."

This was the first time Ian saw a third energy level in a real sense, and he replied somewhat cautiously: "Do you like sharks very much?"

"It might be a blind date."

The tall elf grinned, showing a row of bright shark teeth, giving people a dangerous but harmonious sense of contradiction: "But the main reason is that I have never seen such a healthy shark. You are really good at raising it. You are worthy of being a fairy." , that is, to raise small animals and flowers and plants."

He looked at the white hair in Ian's hood: "That little elf is also quite healthy, but Nanling is too hot and not very energetic. Make a small cold storage for it, and it will be able to advance soon."

"Thanks a lot for the tip."

Surprised and delighted, Ian could see that there was no human being in the eyes of the oak master. He could only see his elf blood and sharks, and he was more interested in sharks than himself.

As for the situation of Frost Butterfly, Ian had thought about it a long time ago, but Master Oak's reminder completely proved this point.

"Not to disturb you, General's guest."

The tall elf stretched out his hand and patted Ian on the shoulder. He turned around and said with a laugh: "Sure enough, I have to go out from time to time to see how there are such healthy sharks. The wonders of nature are comparable to those of ecological laboratories." ah."

Master Oak comes and goes in a hurry. His personality is far from the elf master Ian imagined. It is not true to say that he is approachable, but it is not right to say that he is arrogant and acts on his own, showing a strange sense of contradiction. , but quite harmoniously.

As for the other party running over to say hello to me...

Ian turned his head and looked at the thing that Master Oak patted on his shoulder...

"Why."

The young man shook his head slightly, and said in his heart: "It seems that he has been used as an intermediary for martial arts... It's not a bad thing, at least he doesn't have any malicious intentions towards me."

"However, how did he see that I was 'me', and how did he find me in the crowd?"

Maybe it's his own fairy blood and the breath of frost butterfly.

There are indeed few goblins in Nanling, and even fewer water-type ones. If you see one occasionally, plus the little goblins you carry with you, you should be able to confirm it.

It's just such a keen sense of breath...

"Fortunately, I learned the secret method of concealment from the Dragon Blessing, otherwise, the other party would be able to see my ancient dragon core at a glance."

Watching the team of master oak disappear on the road leading to a small coastal town in the south, Ian turned his head and continued towards Nauman City.

The hustle and bustle of the DC area is better than that of Shuangshu Town. Rather, this place is really crowded with businessmen. The vast Wutong Square is surrounded by various billboards and intermediary promotions. There are at least five different brands on the walls of the hotel. The signs point to different shops.

The only advantage is that there are more educated people in Nauman City. When they see the alchemist sign and the alchemy potion with a skull hanging on Ian, they will obediently avoid them, so that there will be no illiterate thieves coming up. Petty theft.

At least he knows the potion.

I found the Yinfang Chamber of Commerce all the way. With the help of the staff who knew that Ian would come, the boy settled his luggage, and then changed into Mr. Yinfang. He communicated in advance and asked the Chamber of Commerce in the city to prepare for him to attend the Marquis Dinner clothing.

"The Marquis doesn't like dresses—the more fancy ones, the less he likes them. But you're not a soldier, and he won't be happy if you really wear armor. He will only think that you have never been on a battlefield. How dare you pretend to be like this."

When in Shuangshu Town, Mr. Yinfang gave such advice.

He is indeed very familiar with the Marquis of Barton, and personally bought a set of clothes for Ian: "Are you planning to go there as an alchemist, or as a knight of Port Harrison? The former? Then wear a formal robe, and when you are fighting The kind you can wear, at least he will think you are more capable."

The robe prepared by Mr. Yinfang for Ian is an alchemy robe with a white background and black border. The robe hangs down to the calf, and there is a circle of silver metal star nails on the edge of the hem as an ornament, which is also a weight to avoid being lifted up.

The belt is naturally the alchemist belt that Ian brought with him, fasten it tightly, and also wear the waist bag, because 'how can an alchemist look professional if he doesn't wear alchemy potions? '. Mr. Yinfang knew very well that Marquis liked professionals and respected technicians.

Other than that, nothing else. Ian looked at the equipment on his body and felt that it did fit, but it was not suitable for adventure.

It’s not about the material. The texture of this alchemy robe is similar to silk, but it’s actually made of some kind of zerg’s silk threads. It’s extremely tough enough to withstand swords, and it’s not easy to layer a layer of armor on the inner lining. Disaster.

If it really doesn't work, just open the buttons and wear a leather armor inside. Although it doesn't look good, it is practical.

It is not suitable for adventure, mainly because of the color - this thing is too white, it is almost the same tone as his own hair, when it is splashed with mud and water, dust and leaves fall, it is dirty and needs to be washed again, quite trouble.

"Why do you have to match me with white clothes? The Viscount is like this, and Mr. Yinfang is like this." Ian thought helplessly: "I actually prefer lake green and golden red, but unfortunately these two colors really don't match..."

He has never been very interested in clothing, but dressing formally on formal occasions is not only a courtesy to others, but also a respect for himself.

With a new look, Ian walked out of the Chamber of Commerce gate and walked all the way to the upper city. He didn't wear a hood, so people looked at him sideways from time to time.

When crossing the bridge over the Naumanwei River, no guards even checked his identity, perhaps because Ian's appearance is too obvious, coupled with his natural demeanor and neat clothes, it feels that there is no need to check at all. can be found.

Only when approaching the main street where the Governor's Mansion is located, did a knight politely ask Ian about his identity, and after seeing the badge given by the Marquis of Barton, he personally brought him into the front yard .

But Ian didn't think Uptown was loosely guarded.

"All the way here, there are five people staring at me all the way, and twenty-three different people spying on me... Maybe even a fly in this place is being followed by someone?"

"Oh, forgot, there are no flies and vermin in Uptown."

The bright human figures in the precognitive vision and the silver chip are almost everywhere, and Ian even suspects that he entered a high-secret military camp instead of a bustling city street-even the towering tower of the alchemy workshop. There you can see the whole city with binoculars.

"I'm not afraid of being struck down by a thunderbolt on a rainy day."