"Little Joyce."

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the sound. He turned around in disbelief and saw the figure - the old man who was guarding the lighthouse had been missing for a long time. Someone saw him leaving with the knight of the Sword Court. It was rumored that he and the Governor were missing in the sea outside the storm.

Some people say that the Imperial Army went to Hanrui to resist Naga. The hateful consul finally died in the battle with the alien race, and the old sentry who had been guarding the lighthouse for decades also died in the formation.

But only Joyce still remembers the other party's words: "You are back, Mr. Sentinel."

"Yes, I'm back, little Joyce."

"But you left for a long time, and the lighthouse was left unattended. Even the door of the yard was damaged by the guy Byck, and no one went to repair it. They lit the lighthouse at the beginning, but forgot to extinguish it, which almost caused a fire..."

"They said you went to Hanruina, right? I heard that the Governor was dead, but I didn't like him either - Mr. Sentinel, you also participated in that battle. Did the Empire protect us?"

Little Joyce was chattering, and the old man just listened quietly.

He reached out and stroked the boy's head.

He did not answer, and some lies were not deliberately exposed, but the boy would one day grow up, and the men would remember what happened that day, who protected him for themselves and the city, Andreus walked through the wind and rain without bowing to anyone.

When the rain becomes subtle, the sunlight passes through the gaps of the clouds, and the grass leaves are shining with dew, the sea of ​​clouds finally calms down, and the storm will eventually pass.

And Andreus will still exist.

Two eyes looked at this scene from afar.

The tall man remained silent. Isa, holding a scimitar, smiled gently, shook his head and sighed - the silver chain armor reflected the sunlight, and the mark of the Naga long sword was left on it. After a great battle, he did not get any benefits.

The knight of the Sword-holding Court looked at them and asked, "The tower guard is back, do we want to ask him?"

Isa still shook his head: "Why do you have to do this? Do you think Andreus will welcome us?"

If Grand Duke Perrit was here, he would probably be disdainful of it, but the Knight opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

They fought with Naga, but the process and results were not as expected. The empire gave up the northern border, but from Campa to the city of Likiyam, the people living here never lowered their heads in the face of the storm. Those people have experienced storms and stood firm.

In comparison, they are more like losers.

The knights were a little dismissive: "...but we represent the empire, how can they disobey His Majesty's will?"

"Is that right?" Isa downplayed, "That's what everyone thinks?"

He is not a person from this world, but he can see through it.

It was a ray of light flashing in the slightest hope, the walls condensed by many wishes were crowned by the first king of sages, and the expectations were reduced by the hands of truth. At the end of a dark age, mortals gained their kingdom.

The first generation of magic emperors and the people he guarded made promises to each other.

Where did the empire come from?

The empire provided shelter for everyone within his boundaries, and the shepherds received innate honor, but the high-ranking people forgot everything and thought they were born noble.

Even the magic monarch fell into myths for a long time. The short-lived mortals will eventually lose their original intentions. They forgot the knights that swept everything in the darkness, sweeping across the alfalfa fields like light, and forgetting the silver pointed helmet flashing with the sunlight—

He forgot that he was the leader of those silver helmets.

Because he was once the guardian of ordinary people, he was promoted to become king.

Isa looked at everyone and asked, "Ask yourself, it is not the reason for this failure. Will shirk responsibility from them make you feel better? You still have a little bit of justice in your heart, so don't let your goals become too disgraceful."

The knights looked at each other. If Grand Duke Perrit was here, they might find support, but the imperial ranks were so strict that they could not refute the opinions put forward by a Silver rank.

But they did not agree with this - everything in the empire should be shining, those well-dressed and gentle upper class people, shining wisdom, rational speech, sparks of creation, and bravery of knights.

That is everything they deserve to protect.

Instead of those vulgar and barbaric lower class people, in the minds of these sword-holding knights, the empire did not have a place for ordinary people. They were just bargaining chips. In order to build the foundation of the empire, square bricks with moss were worthless.

Isa shook her head.

He didn't need these people to understand, he just needed them to obey orders. Fortunately, the system of the empire can still guarantee his authority, and in the end everything depends on this somewhat intriguing system.

He looked into the distance, Port Andreus shining in the sun, but how long can the empire be calm in the wind and rain?

Although all this has nothing to do with him, perhaps because of failure, or perhaps because he can't even find a reason to refuse - he is the silver level, but what can the silver level do?

...

In the drizzle between the clouds, Minmeer received a letter.

His luck is much better than Isa and Rudne, and at least he has gained nothing in this industry.

Moreover, due to the final alliance with Fang Zhu, no manpower was lost on the ship. After experiencing such a terrifying rain, the captain was a little grateful to him.

These ordinary people were Prometheus's officers, but they didn't have to work hard for this little money. He was really worried that this young man would let them climb the island without hesitation, but fortunately, the other party was gentler than he thought.

He handed the letter to the young man, who had also seen the indigenous people on the island, but he did not care - he heard that some of the Saints were with them, and the sailors dared not cause trouble.

The dark-skinned girl handed the letter to the sailors on the boat behind. The sailors put down a sampan and sent the letter over. There was no signature on the letter, but the girl named her and wanted to hand it over to Mr. "Silver Step" on their boat.

Minmeer opened the letter and couldn't help laughing. There was only one sentence on it:

‘Are you still counting the promises?’

He took out the communication crystal. Although the communication between the two worlds and the etheric crystal veins seemed to be disturbed by the violent sea of ​​ether, the fleet was still at Port Autrick, and the short-range communication on the island was not greatly affected.

His eyes passed over the ruins of the port, thinking about what happened here in thirty years, and couldn't help but sigh softly - he thought he was already hard-hearted enough, but he didn't expect to be persuaded by a little guy who was a few years younger than him.

There is no promise between him and Fang Rong. There is only one thing to say: "Why, are you still planning to keep your promise?"

Fang Zhu's voice came from the communication crystal: "Senior Minmeer, I have found someone to copy the map on the obelisk. It is not safe to send it with the letter. Now that the ether crystal vein is disturbed, the crystal communication is safer."

"Wait a moment, I'll send you that map."

He actually called himself senior.

When he was underground before, the other party was not so polite to him, but Minmeer narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course, he understood where this respect came from. He looked at the island in the drizzle, and I have to say that this feeling was quite good.

"I haven't fulfilled my final promise with you," Minmeer asked, looking at the projection in the crystal, "I chose to escape in the first battle. Even so, do you want to give me this map? You must know the weight of the seven obelisks."

Fang Zhu shook his head.

He was indeed just going to fool the other party, but the past is the past, and the present is the present. "One code is the same, and the agreement between us never included the last battle."

"Is that right, but I'm a little sorry," Minmeer couldn't help laughing, "I'm a little curious. You really won. Where did Narsuyan go? If I had known this, I would have stayed there."

"I don't know either, but at least we are still alive and the storm has subsided." Fang Yu naturally couldn't tell the other party the whole truth, not to mention that he was indeed confused about where Narsujin was going.

Ms. Roman only told him that a new Storm God will be born, but never told him what the relationship was.

"What I really regret is my mission." Minmeer said.

"But the first half of that mission has been completed," Fang Yu replied: "The Lone Sea Lighthouse will settle rewards based on different parts of the mission completed. Senior Minmeer must have received his own part, right?"

"Indeed," Minmeer nodded: "But what I'm curious about is what rewards you have received?"

"Are Senior Minmeer interested in the rewards under the Silver Level?"

Minmil was slightly stunned, and then realized that the tasks above the Silver Level were completely different from those below. He had also experienced that era, and the rewards that were meaningful under the Silver Level might not be worthless after pushing open the "Bronze Door".

He thought of the Witch of the Sea, what kind of reward did the other party receive? But he didn't dare to ask, and just nodded: "I understand, indeed, those rewards should be quite meaningful to you."

Fang Zhu nodded slightly.

More than just meaningful.

However, even if he has the will, he cannot speak to anyone.

"Well, I owe you a favor this time," Minmeer looked at the map. "When I leave here, I will find a way to publish this map. I know you want to protect the indigenous people on this island, but even so, someone will come to the island soon."

"We have news with S.O.L.I.D, and this map will stop more people from going here, but the guild will always send people to verify it. You can protect them for a while, but you can't protect them for the rest of your life."

Fang Yu looked at Minmeer unexpectedly. He didn't expect that the other party would see his intention so quickly.

Minmeer smiled: "No matter what I say, I am a silver rank. How can I not see your relationship with that goddess? And I heard that there are some holy elects on the island, and it is not better to have Prometheus defended this map-"

His original purpose was just to mix it up.

"We only need time," Fang Ling replied: "The Knights of the Ancient Sentences will take away the elected and the residents of the island, perhaps find another island in Hanruina, or go to Rotao, depending on the will of the islanders."

"It's good that you have plans," Minmeer replied. "I can do it with the public map. As for the favor I owe you, I will find another way to repay it. I can promise you a promise and help you do something."

Fang Yu never thought that a silver rank would owe someone favors, but he did not refuse.

Then no matter what, he is still a silver level, and he really has one thing right now, and he needs help from the other party.

He asked, "Senior Minmeer, can you understand the movements of the Imperial Army?"

Minmill immediately understood what the other party was asking, "If you want to leave the empire, then my suggestion is to get out of the empire as soon as possible. The Northern Fleet must have been mobilized. Don't expect the ancient Knights, as they will not affect the empire."

This was also expected by Fang Rong. The other party's words only made him more confident. Fortunately, the Seven Seas Brigade did not choose Gonzalez's proposal at the beginning, otherwise the Seven Seas Brigade would have been a drag on the side of being with them.

As the Silver Level in the first division, no one should know the Empire better than Minmeer, and the other party's words are most likely to come true.

"So, what route do Senior Minmeer think we should take to leave the empire?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Minmeer shook his head: "I don't know this, but I think that one person may be able to help you. She may also handle the treasures in the Pirate King's Treasure House."

Fang Yu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that keeping his promise would bring him such great help. This really meant that someone would give him a pillow. If they could really deal with those "heavy burdens" in advance, then it would be much easier for them to leave the empire.

"who?"

"You may not know her, and it will be difficult for outsiders to contact her," Minmeer replied. "But it doesn't matter. Just wait for her to contact you, just in my name."

Fang Yu nodded and guessed the other party's identity in his heart.

Smugglers-

Or it is not an exaggeration to private pirates. There are many holy elects in this industry, including many famous people. They are doing work on gray borders. They cannot say that they have violated the Star Gate Regulations, but they cannot say that they are very upright.
To be continued...