The ground was covered with a glass-like black crust, and it was hard to tell whether it was stone, metal, or soil. There was no grass, no trees, just a bare piece, and everything melted into one.
This explosion area completely turned into an oval black depression.
Garen carefully walked around this place, and at the same time carefully checked the corners where the human body might be hiding.
At night, there is only a faint moonlight falling from the top of the head. He could barely make out the outlines of objects in the woods.
The air was cool, with a hot flash, the residual heat from the fire. The ground is hot when you step on it, and you can feel it through your boots.
Garen opened his eyes wide, and first circled the oval, but found nothing. Then gradually expand the scope.
Time passed by, in the grass, in the bushes, in the crevices of stones, in the branches of big trees, and so on. He carefully checked all the places where people might be hiding, but unfortunately there was no sign of hiding.
On the contrary, when searching for a bush, I almost crushed a nest of black swan eggs.
Gradually, his search area expanded to the lake.
Garen believed that the person he saw in the picture must be the silver lamp master named Aining.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is also the most practical opportunity. If he could find the Aining silver lamp master and save him at such a critical moment, then it would be logical to request to learn to become a silver lamp master, and the success rate would be extremely high.
As for the long search, Garen didn't show any impatience. When he practiced secret martial arts, he kept exercising himself repeatedly. Many of the small skills he practiced were uncomfortable and even painful. He also persisted.
It can be said that even without the help of supernatural powers, he will at least become an excellent martial artist within a certain period of time. It's just that the ability gave him the key to reach the top.
Compared with the beginning, this tiredness is not worth mentioning now.
He made up his mind to spend the entire night to see if he could find the Einin silver lamp master. In such a horrible explosion, the other party must have been seriously injured.
Along the lake, he began to slowly inspect the water surface, and soon, a faint black figure caught his attention. The black figure was floating on the water, motionless, and looked like a human figure.
Garen walked in quickly, picked up a stone and threw it at it.
Snapped.
There was no movement, and the sound of the stone hitting it sounded like hitting a lump of meat.
Garen had a vague guess in his heart, and he approached. Suddenly saw the true face of a little black shadow.
It was a scorched and curled human body. Beside the human body, there is still a charred black short cane floating.
"Maybe it's him." Garen felt relieved, stepped on the water and approached the shadow.
Stretching out his hand to touch the person's body, a pale face covered with black ash appeared in front of his eyes, it was the silver lamp master Aining.
"It's him!" Garen finally felt completely relieved, "Hey! Are you still alive? Wake up!"
He reached out and patted Einin's face. After pressing the guy's stomach, there was no water in it. He slapped Einin twice again.
no response.
He pressed Aining's Renzhong acupoint under the nose with his nails, several times in a row.
Einin finally let out a faint groan.
"How are you? Do you need treatment? I'll take you to the hospital." Garen asked as if he didn't know him at all. For some reason, he always felt weird when he said this sentence.
"No, no," Einin made a weak voice. "Son, I need a little anti-inflammatory medicine."
Garen frowned and pressed Aining's forehead, very cold.
"You are too weak. There was an explosion just now. It is very unsafe. I will take you to my place."
He couldn't help but dragged Aining ashore, then helped him up and slowly returned to the small building where he was.
After a few tosses and bumps, Eining passed out again and lost his voice.
Along the way, Garen carefully dragged Aining back to his small building without disturbing anyone. He cleaned up some water plants on Aining's body and put him on the deck chair. Then light up the fire in the fireplace and drag it to the hearth to bake.
Garen squatted by the fireplace, fiddled with the flames, and put firewood into it. He looked back at Einin who was on the recliner.
"This is the first time for me to take care of others like this. When you wake up, if you don't repay me well, I will never end with you." He whispered to himself, he was not sure if there was anything extra for the silver lamp master. Therefore, he simply acted in accordance with the steps of accidentally discovering Aining in every word and deed, and even took care of the words and deeds of this young man.
Aining didn't move much, lying on the recliner, his face was slightly rosy because of the warmth of the flames.
Garen turned his head and continued to burn the fire, feeling a little strange that Aining was obviously hit by the flame explosion, but he didn't have any burns on his body, but only shock injuries.
After filling the firewood, he went to find Xiaolou's first-aid kit, and found a few white tablets of Pishuning, which is the latest anti-inflammatory drug in this world. Poured a glass of boiling water from the water room.
When he came back, Eining didn't know when he woke up. He was sitting upright, looking at the glowing red fire on the recliner, wondering what he was thinking.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up to Garen.
"You saved me?"
"Otherwise, who else do you think?" Garen asked back, "This is the anti-inflammatory drug you want, take it yourself." He walked over and handed the water glass and the pills to Eining.
After taking the pill, Eining threw it into his mouth, drool, and swallowed it.
"Thank you very much." He returned the water glass to Garen.
"Why are you floating in the lake? The lake is freezing cold at night. Even if you want to swim, you have to pick a good time, right? Afternoon is good. Some guards in my family also like to swim in the lake at this time." Garen put down his water glass On the side table, "But it's not in the water area of the black swan. If my father finds out, you will die!" He shrugged and looked helpless, "My father hates others polluting the black swan. The water source of the water district, he is the lord of this land. If you are found by him, perhaps the gallows is still light."
"I'm sorry. Actually, I don't like swimming in the middle of the night, but I can't help it." Einin also learned to shrug his shoulders to express his helplessness. He drank some water, warmed himself by the fire, and spoke much more smoothly. The accent is a bit cadenced, obviously not a local.
"I also know that you can't help it. I understand you." Garen nodded. "Unfortunately, I saw the fight between you and that guy. The loser always deserves sympathy."
"Your mouth is really poisonous." Eining was speechless.
"You should be happy, because you survived, and he probably died."
"That's true." Einin nodded, with a complex look on his face. "You just said that you saw our fight?"
"Of course, it's very intense, just like a fantasy novel, and it's very exciting." Garen replied honestly.
Aining looked at Garen intently.
"You can see our fight, it seems that you are also a qualified person. So, you saved me, is there anything I need to repay?"
"Of course." Garen replied calmly. "I want you to teach me the art of that kind of combat."
"Do you know what that is?" Einin asked in a low voice. Then he reacted. "That's right, you are all qualified, and you certainly don't know this information. Someone in your parents or family should be a member of us. But, why don't you find someone in your family to learn from, but find someone like me stranger?"
"Because my father didn't teach me. The family is too poor and there is nothing we can do." Garen replied decisively. The family is too poor. If Vindman knows the reason for this cheating. Even among the silver lamp masters, the Terry Jones family is at a high level of financial resources, and they are far from being poor.
Einin was stunned, and then seemed to be reminded of something in the past by this sentence.
"That's right. I was too poor back then." Looking at Gallon, his eyes gradually softened, "Don't worry, since you saved me, I will arrange all your future expenses for you."
"So you agreed?" Garen showed a strange expression. If he still made a calm expression at this time, it would be too fake and completely out of line with the status of a young man of this age.
"You can call me teacher." Einin nodded, "I will teach you until you become a real one of us. I will repay you for saving me."
"It's that simple?" Garen was a little stunned.
"It's that simple."
"I always think it's a bit too hasty." Garen lowered his voice.
"You are qualified, you don't look stupid, and you saved my life. I have financial resources, knowledge and experience. Then everything is no problem. What else do you want?" Einin said helplessly.
"What if you don't have the qualifications?" Garen asked suddenly.
"If you don't have it, you can't. Let me ask you, did you save me just to learn from the Silver Lamp Master?"
"Yeah, otherwise, who would be in the mood to hang out in the forest in the middle of the night? Are you out of your mind?" Gallon looked contemptuous.
"Okay." Einin was completely speechless. In fact, he suspected that this young man came to save him with a special purpose. But now that he heard the other party's calm and affirmative confession, he felt a little uneasy.
There was a pause.
"Then, one last question." He looked straight into Garen's eyes. "Tell me your name, young man." He raised the charred short staff, as if aiming at something.
Garen froze for a moment, then smiled calmly.
"Ahiya, my name is Ahiya Terry Jones, but I prefer to be called Garen."
He knelt down on one knee and bowed slightly to Einin to salute.
The scepter landed on his right shoulder, with a faint flash of silver.
Eining looked at Garen in front of him, with a softness of memory on his face, as if seeing himself kneeling on one knee back then.
"Following the ancient etiquette, I swear that I will never disclose any knowledge and skills taught by the teacher. Silver is on top."
The two youthful voices seemed to sound at the same time, overlapping each other. He couldn't tell if it was Garen's voice or his original self.
(end of this chapter)