Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 241: The heavens (?) Ian sharing group! (Take leave tomorrow!)

—I am a dog.

The old man was walking on some mottled stone avenues, and the Marquis of Barton, who was wearing a hat to conceal his identity, was walking in his own city. In a word.

——An old dog who patrols his territory and comes out to wander around from time to time.

Lowering his eyes, the Marquis of Barton heard the melodious sound of an organ not far away. On the street on the side of the sea, a bard had set up a table and hung up a signboard, and was concentrating on playing at the moment.

This is a quite capable bard. The Marquis of Barton has often hidden his identity to visit the cities of Nanling for so many years, but there are only a few bards who can be like this one, using different words every day. musical instruments play different tunes.

The stage was a little rusty, and passers-by stopped to watch it. The old Marquis also stopped to listen to the other party's performance for a while, and then left silently.

Dog is not a derogatory adjective.

In the culture of Terra, the dog is a symbol of loyalty, responsibility, friend, calmness and intimacy.

Dullimbo's vicious dog, the sharp-toothed knight in the east, the watchdog of the landkeepers... People praised Barton Henriel for his loyalty and sensitivity, and nothing abnormal could hide from his sense of smell.

He can always catch all the sneaky spies who intend to sneak into Nanling most accurately, and he can always tell who is not 'loyal' at the first time.

Yes, he can see that.

It can be seen that the long and handsome boy with white hair has nothing to do with loyalty at all.

The exiled descendants of the Ciehalorvo family, the knights of Port Harrison, who were exiled, have never received any education related to the empire since childhood. To say that he is loyal to the empire is really blind and stupid. exit.

But he pushed the young man up. Push up with your best strength.

Because he could see that the boy had abilities beyond ordinary people.

The old dog smelled it.

The taste of [Success and Fame].

The humid summer sea breeze swept across the street, and an old dog lying in front of the house shook its head and stared at the entrance of the street with dim eyes.

It is old, and it has fulfilled all its responsibilities and achievements. The owner likes it very much, and specially made a special kennel for it, which is comfortable and warm enough for it to enjoy its old age.

It has food to eat, and its ability is still there. If there are bandits, it will definitely be able to bark like it did when it was young, to alert its master and protect its own house.

But it's dying. In other words, it saw its end and smelled danger... The old dog was a little scared.

Are you afraid of death?

Of course not, if it is afraid of death, how could it not nest in its own kennel, but continue to lie at the door of the house?

What it is afraid of is 'not guaranteed at the end of the festival'.

The situation is getting worse and worse. Some time ago, an outsider wanted to invade the house, and the momentum was fierce. Fortunately, it was already prepared to lead the thief into the house and take it down in one fell swoop-but this was only one time, and he was already old. It is impossible to play at full strength several times.

It's going to die.

It's okay to say now, in a few years, if there are outsiders who want to invade the house, will it still be able to move? Can you still throw people down? Can you still scream and protect your family?

The old dog has no other extra thoughts. It has always been loyal, courageous, steady and reliable. It just wants to allow itself to have a later life that can keep its fame...

A successor who is strong enough and smart enough.

As for loyalty, that's none of its business. It's loyal to its lord, and everyone else has nothing to do with it.

"When I die, what will my name become?"

Looking at the old dog in front of him, the Marquis of Barton couldn't help laughing: "Henriel's Bai Yan, is he an ordinary governor of Nanling?"

"If there is no Yin En, I'm afraid my result will be like this. I was a governor in the border of the empire, retired and passed away, with little fame, and everything was forgotten, but in general, I can enjoy my old age comfortably. "

"But..."

He still wants a better name engraved on his tombstone.

Soon, the Marquis came to the seaside.

He stood on the beach and looked up at the high sky above the blue sea.

There, far away in the sky, an airship is slowly flying in - Canaan Moore and the Empire have exchanged airship routes, which is a signal that exchanges between the two countries will become more frequent in the future.

But now, its arrival only means one thing.

The young man I chose, the person who secretly supported the people of Nanling Mountain, the inspector knight, the messenger of the dragon god... the lord of Xiahui, the Earl of Yinfeng, the prophet of Nanling Coming soon.

——Can he understand what I mean by doing this? He is so young, can he really understand why I support him, and why I let my son take a step back and let him take the top instead?

——This clever little fox, the eagle soaring in the sky, can understand the deep meaning of me, an old watchdog?

——Can this ambitious Bai Zhimin really understand the future he has to face?

The Marquis of Barton did not know.

He can't see through Yin En, just like he can't see through his majesty.

The old dog can see through only those with clear purpose and clear interests - if the enemy wants to invade, he can smell hostility; if there is corruption inside, he can smell greed.

However, my majesty, the prince and daughter, and this prophet... are all complicated things.

They are all monsters whose thoughts and thoughts are far from those of ordinary humans.

They are all strong men who have surpassed the "human limit" and reached the "fourth energy level", and a "genius" who is destined to advance to the fourth energy level in the future.

The Marquis of Barton does not know the answer.

So he waited.

Waiting for the arrival of the Prophet.

As time passed, the sun slowly set, and under the radiance of the setting sun, the airship also slowly landed.

On the square in the city center not far away, people are already waiting. The city hall of Naumann has arranged for wine and fruit, as well as free cakes and cheap meat. This is a celebration, a celebration of the return of the prophet.

Officials from the Academy of Gnosis and the Imperial Aristocratic Hall walked out of the airship one after another, and stood respectfully on both sides one after another, forming a road. The knights were silent, guarding with long spears, and behind them, a slender young man with a smiling face stepped out of the airship.

His eyes are warm blue, his long hair is pure white and clear, hanging on his waist, and the silver peak's family crest is tattooed on the white robe on his body, which is difficult for ordinary people to see, but the Marquis of Barton can see it Ice blue ripples enveloped his whole body, and a hazy star faintly condensed behind him.

He already has a heart light body, and the aura of a goblin is even stronger... Yes, he is indeed more like a goblin than a human. How could Falling Star City let such a genius go?

Fortunately, it is a goblin, and the empire can accept it. If it is Long Island, even if there is an ancient contract, the imperial capital will be angry.

The Prophet smiled and looked around at all the people who greeted him, the knights and officials who bowed their heads to him and stood guard on both sides of him-even the nobles were among them.

The nobles in Nanling are mostly barons, and there are only a few viscounts. They are the supervisors of the exile places at the junction of the South China Sea, the Southeast China Sea and the Western Mountains. There is no earl in Nanling, only a marquis governor. This is a proof that Nanling has not been fully developed and is not a 'king's land'.

And now, the first earl of Nanling was born.

It's right in front of their eyes.

So even those sublimated nobles who are also emperors in their own territories did not bother to come to Nauman City, and came to welcome the return of this Earl, who represents a new signal and a new era... to welcome and guide them Prophet of the way.

The Marquis of Barton is old, and everyone knows who will rule Nanling in the future.

The Marquis of Barton stood at the end of the carpet of the airship passage, while the white-haired earl walked down the steps of the airship and stepped on the carpet.

The young man looked up and saw the old man.

—Will he respect me?

—Can he understand me?

——Can he know the meaning of this welcome?

——Can he understand that I, Barton Henriel, summoned all the nobles and officials in the South Ridge to come here to greet him, is it to explain something?

All thoughts are like dandelions in the wind, spinning and drifting away.

Because the voice of surprise from the young man shattered all myths.

"Master Marquis!"

The Prophet, who was supposed to be solemn and calm, took the posture of a great Nanling nobleman, and when he saw the old superior, he opened his arms happily, stepped forward with joy on his face, and walked forward quickly: "You have come to welcome me too , which makes me so happy and ashamed.”

"I wanted to take the initiative to visit you, but you really don't need to pick me up at the scene!"

He is so sincere, so heartfelt, and so sincere—if it wasn't for Barton who could fully see that it was too real, so he had some fake acting skills, I'm afraid he would have been moved by it.

No.

Even if he could see it, he was very moved.

"Alas."

Taking a step forward, the Marquis of Barton reached out to hug the young Bai Zhimin who was walking quickly, and patted him on the back vigorously. The old man whispered in the other party's ear: "You are still so smart, so sensible, and so thoughtful."

"You know you're acting, but you actually have bad intentions, but you still like you from the bottom of your heart."

"That's ridiculous, my lord."

In this regard, the young man's sincere voice sounded: "You are so sensible, so cautious but dare to make a choice, I admire you very much."

"Only a smart person like you is worthy of my respect from the bottom of my heart."

The two sides let go of their hands and let go of the hug.

Yin Yinfeng didn't seem to care about his earl status at all, a prophetic status that was equal to any great noble in the empire. He bowed his head deeply to the Marquis of Barton, and made a salute from a junior to an elder: " If it weren't for the great love and support of Lord Marquis, I would never have achieved what I am today."

—he bowed his head.

—He still respects me.

——He understood exactly what I was saying and got my point.

So, in his heart, the Marquis of Barton also lowered his head.

So the smarter and cunning people are, the more they respect others.

This may be the original meaning of respect—both sides bow to each other, understand each other, and achieve each other.

So we can cooperate and climb to higher heights.

—My king, do you still respect me? That's why Yin En was honored as the earl, so that he can prevent me from giving up all my previous efforts, and I won't be guaranteed at the end of the day?

Maybe. The Marquis of Barton no longer thought about these things.

"All of this is due to your own hard work and talent. Earl Silver Peak, please come, everyone is waiting for you."

Patting Yin En on the shoulder, the Marquis of Barton motioned for others to follow, then turned around and walked to the city hall side by side with Yin En: "The people in the square are still celebrating, you have a speech later, This is something that has been discussed long ago."

"Are you ready?"

"Of course."

For the question of the Marquis of Barton, the young earl smiled slightly, and he seemed a little impatient to say: "I have already made all the preparations."

"Just, Lord Marquis, I have one more thing I need you to help me prepare."

"What's the matter?" Marquis Barton said, "You say, others will do it."

"It's like this, Lord Marquis, I need a large amount of raw materials for the 'Spirit Potion' and a large amount of raw materials for the 'Fear Potion'."

The youngest alchemy genius in the empire, even the master alchemist, made a request that made the Marquis of Barton feel a little confused: "The quality should be good, and there should be no impurities."

"Don't worry, there will be no problem, I will be of great use."

The Marquis of Barton looked at Yin En seriously.

Understanding what the other party meant, he stared at the boy's face seriously, and questioned: "Is it necessary?"

"The face is not enough."

The prophet said frankly: "And since it is a lie, it is better to exaggerate it."

"Trust me, there are no side effects, I promise."

"...Young people play really well..."

The Marquis of Barton sighed, he waved his hand, called a messenger, and then gave the order.

After instructing, he turned his head and looked at Yin En: "The materials will be delivered later. You can refine it yourself, so don't make any mistakes."

"Well, help me prepare some atomizers, I will use the source quality to control myself."

After all the pre-requirements were prepared, Yin En came to the Municipal Alchemy Room of Nauman City.

And here, waiting for the arrival of the 'speech potion material', he didn't think about how to speak or use the next 'manuscript' or 'potion'.

In front of his forehead, a crown of stars lit up.

The cross shapes are intertwined to form the shape of a crown. These blue gemstones are dull in color, and there is no light shining in them... However, at the very front of the crown, there are two star cores that flicker slightly, and light up from time to time The light shines through the scarlet and blazing core.

And now, the third gemstone leaning to the left, on the side of the scarlet worm path, lit up with an extremely bright golden light.

This brilliance is like the explosion of a star... no, it is cast by the explosion of a star.

【Guiding Star】

[Road to the Star]

"...I really didn't expect that the people of Nanling had already been 'guided' by me before I even started to give a speech?"

Sitting on the chair in the alchemy laboratory, Yin En opened his eyes slightly, with a half-smile on his mouth: "It seems that this is the result of the Marquis of Barton sincerely treating me as a 'successor'... Yes, I am already The earl is the second largest nobleman in Nanling."

"And the most noble governor, the Marquis of Barton, will no longer govern and interfere with me, so using my ability to guide the entire South Ridge is not a matter of turning back?"

Smiling lightly, Yin En's eyes also lit up with a blue light: "It's okay, the guiding star becomes stronger, and it will also allow me to see more truths and get more skills."

This is the first time he fully activated his heart light body 'Guiding Star' after he knew his own essence and transformed into a fairy.

And at the moment of activation, the boy's expression changed slightly: "Oh? There is already feedback?"

"This is... the battle report of the Swarm Path? Did he listen to my advice?"

In the guiding star, within the scarlet gemstone, faintly transmitted information originating from parallel time and space.

It was the neighing of the swarm, and it was also a thankful 'like' and 'good review', as well as 'reward'.

Obviously, she was very satisfied with Yin En's previous opinions and techniques. Yin En, the insect swarm in the parallel time and space, probably passed a difficulty now, so she began to "give back" to the prophet Yin En to "reward".

The true ability of the Guiding Star is officially starting to function at this moment!