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The blue sky and the sea are in the same hue, and there are several white clouds floating on the sea and the sky at the same time, and the occasional ripple will blur the reflection of the clouds on the sea, and the seagulls will fly by in flocks, making loud cries.

They seem to be enjoying the rare good weather.

The boat floated silently on the water, so still that it was impossible to see if it was still in motion, probably because there was no reference on the vast sea. On the boat stood a fisherman, a noble boy and a female knight.

There were two more reserve knights waiting on the distant shore.

The fisherman was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a coat and a hat, and his skin was still tanned, and he was respectfully crouching on the side of the boat and putting one hand into the water, muttering something in his mouth, and in an instant a circle of ripples.

"Whoa!"

A large fish jumped straight out of the water.

The fisherman didn't care, and calmly continued to point the water with his hand, blurring a circle of strange energy fluctuations.

An Yang stared intently at his fingers.

"Seventeen."

"Mr. Anyang."

"Record the type of energy and the frequency of his fluctuations."

"As you wish, the record ......"

An Yang's eyes shrank inward slightly.

He had also visited several mystics in succession these days, some with the help of external objects or apparently practicing other disciplines, others with his own abilities like the fisherman and Ella, all of which he had memorized.

But by far the fisherman's energy fluctuations are by far the simplest and undoubtedly easier to analyze.

Anyang felt that he might have found a breakthrough.

The fisherman's muttering grew louder and louder, and gradually developed a feeling similar to that of a religious whisper, and the frequency of finger and energy contact with the surface of the water also increased, and gradually fish swam over and formed a spectacular scene around the boat.

"Oh my God!"

Sheryl was a little amazed.

All kinds of fish in all directions seem to be attracted by fishermen, constantly surfacing the water, not approaching or leaving, but constantly circling around the boat, among them large and small, and even some fierce carnivorous saltwater overlords.

Anyang felt like the fantasy picture he saw when he first watched a movie called "Pi's Fantasy Drifting", but such a picture really appeared in front of him, and he could see it deeply through the clear water, and it was even more shocking.

The fisherman's voice rang faintly in his ears, more calm than all the trainees he had seen before.

"Dear Mystic, this is my ability, I am able to gather fish in this special way, they can even swim in the water according to my commands, so I have been a fisherman here for more than thirty years."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed—

Crash!

A ferocious shark jumps out of the water!

An Yang nodded: "You presented us with a breathtaking picture, what a wonderful experience, even if I didn't get any news about other mysterious people from you, I feel that this trip was not in vain." ”

The fisherman withdrew his hand indifferently.

The fish still surrounded the boat and refused to leave, densely packed together, as if they were surrounded by gods. But gradually, there were fewer and fewer fish, and the order established by the fishermen crumbled, and in the blink of an eye, chaos became a mess.

Carnivorous fish no longer coexist peacefully with their prey, and fight fiercely underwater, fainting a bright red.

The fisherman didn't care at all, and basked in the sun leisurely.

About two hours later, the sun was slightly westerly, and a gust of wind blew over the sea, blowing a salty and wet mist.

An Yang got up and patted his clothes: "Let's go back." ”

The fisherman immediately woke up, picked up the wood pulp and prepared to row.

An Yang waved his hand, pinched his fingerprints and muttered a spell, and the back of the boat suddenly surged, and it seemed that an invisible giant formed by the sea water was pushing the boat, making the boat immediately sail towards the shore at a very fast speed.

The fisherman bowed his head and said respectfully: "Good means, my lord! ”

An Yang nodded: "It's nothing." ”

He had heard such praise more than once, but only the fisherman's eyes did not reveal any envy, and he was the only one who was truly hidden.

Back at the fishing village, he declined the fisherman's request to stay overnight and set out on a new journey.

An Yang sat in the bumpy carriage, took out a pen and wrote another paragraph on the paper, faintly listed in the style of a table. Although there is a bio-assisted chip that can do these things for him, he still prefers to write with his own pen in his spare time.

"The fisherman didn't give any clues to the mysterious one."

"That's Ella pointing to the capital, Zachari also pointing to the capital, and the others have not given clues, it seems that after visiting Uncle Oliver of Stuart and Ain, if nothing is found, he will go to the capital."

An Yang shook his head and analyzed the methods of the fishermen.

Because the heaven and earth energy in the place of origin is extremely strong, the knights ingest it through the most primitive means, and in the process of refining their bodies again and again, they make themselves stronger than ordinary people, and the great knights simply store it in their bodies to stimulate it.

The Mystics have studied and studied for generations, but they have mastered a more complete way of ingesting and using it.

This method is somewhat like the meditation of arcane magic, but it is also distinctly different, and the division is more detailed, and some mystical beings who store energy in their bodies like the Great Knight have derived various 'spell' abilities.

This energy seems to be a little more varied......

The fisherman's method is to imitate a 'wave' that transmits information to the fish, and through this wave, he gathers all the fish around him and establishes order, which may seem simple to say, but it is very difficult to understand carefully.

An Yang can also see that the energy contained in the fisherman's body is actually far beyond Ella, and the academic and research trainee like Bolai is not comparable to him, but the fisherman is almost no different from ordinary people except for calling for wind and rain on the sea.

He and Ella are estimated to be suffering from the same disease, with empty energy and no way to exert it, and can only live an ordinary life.

Three days later.

They found Stuart on the edge of the marquisate.

But Anyang was still disappointed.

So the group left the Marquis of Pol and went to the neighboring Marquis of Hubbard to find Oliver. In the last correspondence between the Baron and Oliver, Oliver had said exactly where he had moved, but it had been a few years.

The Marquis of Hubbard is closer to the northern part of the Union than the Marquis of Boer, and the remoteness and war in the south are already a little far away, so from time to time you can see peaceful towns and villages in this territory, especially the main city, which has a faint industrial atmosphere.

Luckily, Oliver didn't move, and Anyang easily met him under the name of Ain Corfinori.

This is a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy atmosphere, who looks about the same age as the baron, but is far less tall and strong than the baron, and the clothes he wears are low-key and magnanimous, even if he is not a nobleman, he is obviously not restricted in the materials.

Anyang saluted very well, and even the four of them were warmly received by Oliver.

Because he lived in Hubbard City, Oliver did not have a noble status, so the size of the house he lived in was far less than that of the castle, but he also had a very beautiful detached house and manor, and the rooms allocated to them were the best rooms for the owner.

Night was falling, and the night in Hubbard City was not dark, and from afar there were iron basins and oil fires lit everywhere.

Oliver's estate is also lit with candles everywhere.

The Marquis of Hubbard was obviously much richer than the Marquis of Ball.

In the restaurant, several people sit side by side.

Oliver didn't seem to have so many rules, and he didn't mind the identities of Shiryl, Danyou, and Martin's entourage, and they all prepared food and drinks for them to enjoy together, and there was no difference between the upper and lower seats, but his place was next to Anyang.

"Ain, you've grown so big!"

"I'm almost eighteen."

Anyang's face was not red and his heart was not beating when he said this.

Oliver thought for a moment before he said, "I'm almost an adult, I haven't seen you for many years, alas, so is your father, I wrote to leave an address for you to come and see me, but for so many years, you are the only one who has come so far." ”

An Yang bowed his head: "I remember that you took care of me, and during that time, you often took me to go fishing and hunting and the like." ”

Oliver suddenly laughed, his beard shaking: "You remember when you were a child, haha! By the way, I remember that your father wrote to me many years ago to tell me that you were engaged to a girl, how is it, when are you going to get married? ”

"Forehead ......"

An Yang hesitated: "For various reasons, I have broken off the marriage contract with Miss Kangfei. ”

Oliver was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?" ”

Anyang told him the matter at 1510.

When he finished speaking, the food on the table was already cold, and Oliver didn't care about it, his face was shocked, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "I didn't expect your father to become a viscount from a downfall, but I didn't expect that you would actually become a mystery!" ”

An Yang nodded: "The world is unpredictable. ”

In front of the baron, he pushed the matter to Oliver, and in front of Oliver, he naturally changed his story.

Oliver pondered for a moment: "So you ...... this time"

An Yang immediately said: "I want your help to find other mysteries, which will help me improve again, and at the same time I can really enter the circle of mysteries, you know, a person has limited energy and resources." ”

Oliver looked at him for a long time before saying, "I think I need to verify if you have the ability to do so." ”

There's a play!

Anyang's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "No problem!" ”

About 10 minutes later-

Oliver sighed with emotion, and at the same time said to him very generously, "You go to the capital and find the Pierce Medical Association, there is an old man named Advin Reese, he is my teacher, and he should provide you with some help. ”

"Thank you."

Anyang was a little overjoyed.

Oliver waved his hand: "No thanks, I haven't been in touch with the teacher for a few years, I don't know if he's still there, if not, you can go to Deborah Reese, she is my senior sister and the daughter of Teacher Adwin, they should give me a face, especially since you are already a formal mystic, they dare not snub you." It's just that both Mr. Adwin and Senior Deborah are just apprentices, and if you want to find the real mystery, they are also a bit ......."

An Yang immediately expressed his understanding.

Oliver then continued to lament that the little kid he had seen at the beginning had now become a mystery. Only those who really embark on this path and dedicate their lives to it know the importance of the three words of mystic, and only then do they know how terrifying it is.

After a two-day stay in Hubbard City, Anyang said goodbye to Oliver and headed for the capital of the Mesoarand Commonwealth.

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Oliver Chaplin (To be continued.) )