Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 159: Second layer inscription structure (4/3, 1w2 word update)

Just when Viscount Grant was negotiating with Master Gosser.

The blond noble who was left alone frowned slightly.

"This guy is really good at clinging, and it gave him a chance to build a relationship."

Thinking to himself, Patrick narrowed his eyes.

Ayers Grant, when he was in the academy, he and he were both students with poor grades.

But compared to Patrick, who was not sociable at the time, Ailes was more independent and more popular with teachers and classmates.

The relationship between them is indeed not good, but it's not that bad.

Two teenagers compare their family background, alchemy, stargazing, creatures, friends, popularity, talent for sublimation, and sports class results...

They compare too many things, and even compare who fishes more at that time.

And in these **** things, there are winners and losers, but he always loses.

In other words, except for family background, alchemy and fishing, Patrick is always losing.

As for fishing, the two were forced to tie because they couldn't afford to catch even one fish.

Old Harrison was the leader of the new generation of inspectors under the late emperor at that time, or the model of the new inspector knights.

Although the strength has not reached the third energy level, it has its own place because of the ether armament inherited from the family.

Patrick originally thought that the rivalry between himself and Ayers would continue until both sides were knighted and worked in the imperial capital - at that time, these rivalries in their childhood would be used as a source of ridicule between them , and the old Harrison will also advance to the third level and become a general under the late emperor's command. All in all, it is enough to have an equal dialogue with the Ellen family.

They will become allies... This idea lasted until the old Harrison was sent to the far mountains of the southern border, a wild land surrounded by endless redwoods and blue seas.

And, until he died in the battle with the local aborigines.

The Grant family is over.

This was the only thought of all the families who knew the news of Old Harrison's death and were acquainted with him at that time, and the Ellen family was no exception.

If the old Harrison can open up the territory of the southern border, defeat the local aborigines, and achieve the third energy level for the empire's territory, then he can be canonized as a brand new Marquis of Nanling, at least he is also a hand The powerful frontier viscount became one of the emerging pioneer nobles.

But he is dead—the late emperor showed mercy and gave Harrison Port to Ayres, as long as he could continue his father's career, exterminate the natives of the Nanling Mountains, and establish the strongest empire for the empire in the extreme south of the world. nails and become the third level, the honor His Majesty promised them still counts.

But at that time, the young Viscount Grant, who was still the first level, might not even be able to defend Port Harrison.

Sure enough, Little Grant's letter of appeal for help was sent to the imperial capital like snowflakes... But how could the childhood friendship help him?

Everyone silently or indifferently ignored the letter for help.

Only he, Patrick Ellen, extended a helping hand—he used his own funds to provide a batch of key healing potions and boosting potions such as the strength of a giant bull.

"So what if you have more friends than me? So what if your talent is better than mine? Ayers... You can't beat me all the time after all."

Withdrawing his gaze, Pat narrowed his eyes and looked to the other side, who had been quietly watching the smiling Bai Zhimin boy.

Excellent - really excellent.

Even a jealous person like him sometimes has to admit that some people can't even be jealous.

For example, his eldest brother is now the head of the Ellen family. For example, the rookies of the knights in those days are now the generals of the frontier.

For example, the alchemy genius in front of him.

Patrick clearly memorized all the words of Master Gosser... This country boy, at the age of fourteen, has a level close to that of an official alchemist?

Apprentice, junior, official... even if it is an excellent graduate of the Royal Academy of Alchemy, it is only at the level of an official alchemist.

Ayers is a genuine alchemy waste, and there is no alchemist in Port Harrison who can teach apprentices, which proves that the other party is completely self-taught by basic readings-yes, the college instructors often said that as long as they fully master the basic readings It is enough for them to graduate with honors.

But is there really such a person?

Patrick didn't believe it then, but now he does.

No wonder Master Gesai cherishes his talent and invites him.

"Is there any chance to recruit? Anyway, I was only targeting Ayers before."

Patrick thinks he can give it a try. After all, it only takes money to solicit such a thing. The Ellen family may not be able to say anything else. The money is really a lot, so it doesn't matter how much you try.

"Ethan. Come here."

After thinking for a while, Patrick turned his head and said something to his nephew who couldn't hide his curiosity and surprise beside him, making his nephew nod repeatedly.

Then, the young blond boy coughed lightly, and walked towards the Bai Zhimin boy in a very formal manner.

Ian naturally noticed the movement, and he turned his head to look.

"Mr. Wizard."

Speaking in the most formal tone, he clapped his hands very politely and praised: "Your essence sensing skills just now are really superb, it's almost like art, it's amazing."

"Thank you for your compliment."

Ian couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw that the other party was not much older than himself, but had such a formal and mature etiquette.

——This is probably the nobleman from the imperial capital.

For this sincere appreciation, he also saluted slightly, then raised his head, and replied calmly: "Just call me Ian."

"My name is Isengard Ellen."

When the other party officially gave the name, Ian was also looking at the other party's appearance.

The boy named Isengard is wearing a black expedition suit that is easy to move. The material looks ordinary, but the real material should be refined leather of some kind of monster. His shoulder-length golden hair is messily tied together. , under the slightly raised eyebrows, the lake green clear eyes are staring at him curiously.

However, under the boy's left eye, there is a striped code made of fine inscriptions. I don't know what its purpose is.

The other party is indeed a real nobleman. His skin is snow-white that has not been exposed to the sun at all, but his fingers are a bit rough, and there are even some messy colors, which are obviously caused by long-term alchemy experiments and infiltration of medicines.

When Ian was looking at it, Isengarde generously put forward his request: "Ian... your appraisal process just now was too smooth, I didn't see it too clearly. Can you help me again? Demonstrate it again, I am not good at identification, I want to learn."

"I'll pay for it."

He seemed to have thought of something, and then hurriedly added a sentence, generally speaking, he was quite reserved.

For ordinary appraisers, this is a very rude request.

Everyone's method of extracting source quality and identifying details is unique, and it is a housekeeping skill that can be passed on to future generations. How can it be shown to outsiders? It's not at all a question of paying or not.

No one else would ask this kind of question, let alone such an aboveboard request for 'learning'.

But Ian is very clear that the other party doesn't have that much thought at all.

He just wanted to watch and learn... and he was never rejected.

"No problem."

Frowning, Ian didn't refuse him because it was unnecessary.

The guy in front of him seems to have stayed in the academy for too long, and has already separated himself from the real world.

Young sons of nobles, this is almost the only way to behave, which is considered very polite.

What's more, the other party must not be able to learn the essence of his psionic power and silver chip identification technique, and he still has other skills.

Whoever earns who gets the most is not sure.

"Forgive me for being rude, but it's impossible to do the appraisal empty-handed... Excuse me, can you give me an alchemy creation that can be used for appraisal, or a psionic jewelry?"

The water-colored halo in his eyes flickered, and Ian quickly identified his target. He smiled slightly, pointed to a gemstone bracelet on Isengarde's wrist, and said calmly, "How about this?"

"Huh? No problem."

Isengarde was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the other party could see the most expensive psionic jewelry on his body at a glance.

But this also means that the young appraiser in front of him does have skills that he still doesn't understand!

"Please."

So the blond boy took off his bracelet quite happily, and handed it to Ian in front of him.

Watching this scene, Patrick frowned slightly.

"Such a coincidence?" He whispered in his heart.

Ian reached out to take the bracelet, and he stared at the purple and blue mist in his eyes, which is definitely a psionic accessory at the peak of the second energy level. The brilliance in his eyes turned into silver blue.

Suddenly, within the young man's field of vision, traces of inscriptions inscribed in silver color suddenly appeared on the inside of the blurry purple-cyan mist!

Ian stared at these complex and detailed lines of inscriptions that were so rigorous and orderly that they looked like works of art, as if he wanted to engrave them deeply in his mind...

No.

He is now using a silver chip to burn these psionic inscription formations that are at the peak level of the second energy level!