The night sky of Alfari Camp is like a washed tablecloth, the air is fresh and spotless.

Yang Jian sat alone in the grass, but his chest was like this unpredictable starry sky, causing stormy waves.

At about when I began to regard Belmar as my motherland? Yang Jian began to ask himself.

From Norton to recognize himself as his adopted son?

From Queen Scady to give her important tasks?

Or do you feel the pain of leaving your hometown from a foreign country?

Maybe there will never be answers to these questions, but I can no longer look back!

Yang Jian turned around and stopped looking at the vast starry sky, and planned to rest.

"Young man, are you very confused now?!" A voice came from behind him, making a loud noise.

Yang Jian grinned a smile on his lips, and his eyes began to become much clearer.

"Mr. Boken, you always appear when I need you the most. Is this a coincidence?"

"Hahaha!" Boken smiled heartily, and his tall figure appeared in front of Yang Jian.

"We work for the empire and naturally share the worries of the empire." Boken stepped forward and then unveiled his own veil.

For a moment, he showed a row of extremely white teeth and his bald chin.

"When Lord Boken was young, I was afraid he was also a handsome young man with a majestic talent!" Yang Jian flattered him awkwardly.

"I'm old, now it's the world of you young people!" Boken touched his bare chin, as if he was very helpful to this.

"Yang Jian, I am here this time to express my sincere condolences to your mission on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen." Boken stared at Yang Jian, bright and energetic.

Before Yang Jian could speak, Boken took out another thing from his pocket, which was shining, obviously something like a ring.

"The hundreds of inherited equipment you gave me last time have been processed, and Her Majesty the Queen even drew a special bonus from the national treasury to reward you and your friends."

"Tsk tsk", Boken wiped his nose, "Sometimes I really envy you, making money in public and private matters is fine."

"Where, where?" Yang Jian waved his hand, "I'm nothing without Lord Boken's support."

"Old rules, your share is definitely indispensable."

Boken walked to Yang Jian with a smile, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Yang, you are so sensible and capable. There are very few young people like this now. Her Majesty the Queen will definitely give you more important tasks in the future."

It's a thankless chore!

Yang Jian muttered in his heart that he was just a mute who was eating coptis chinensis and couldn't make a sound. He immediately looked relieved, but said to Boken.

"If you eat your king's fortune, you should take care of your worries. If I, Yang, have something to do, my heart will be lost."

"Yes," Boken nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with this answer.

"The Queen also needs you to meet in person to explain the situation. When are you planning to set off and go to Huttonmar?"

"When my subordinates rest for a few days, then set off."

"Yes, then I'll say goodbye first," Boken bowed.

"There will be a date later!" Yang Jian did not dare to neglect and also returned a greeting.

I saw that Boken held the eagle's claws in his hands, and one leg was supported, like a golden rooster standing alone. Then his whole body turned into a phantom, accompanied by several afterimages, jumped up one after another, and then disappeared into the vast night.
Chapter completed!