This country has established diplomatic relations with the Federation for generations. A few years ago, the princess of the Thornmonth Kingdom married the son of a federal parliamentarian. It is said that she had fought against Younu together. However, the Silent Tower and Smeer Manor, which controls the two countries, have been in a fight due to the dispute over resources. A large-scale war broke out in the past six months!

However, this does not seem to affect the relationship between the two countries, and Anyang said that he cannot understand this very much!

This small island is still an uninhabited island.

Anyang seems to be waiting for something here.

The night passed without any movement.

The waves in the island are surging and the stars are shining. Anyang sits alone by the beach, grilling a few sea fish and lobsters, wearing coconut milk, and then leans directly on a coconut tree to rest.

Until the third day, there were finally visitors on the island!

A giant bird flew quickly and landed on the beach. Grey, dressed in gray robe, jumped down from above and looked around.

Then a large number of tiny flying insects flew over from a distance, gathering on the top of Grey's head, and suddenly turned into an old figure and landed on the ground with a loud breeze.

"Is it just here?" The old man looked dull, his body was hunched over, and his voice was hoarse.

"It's this, sir!" Grey replied.

"So where is the adult you are talking about who is good at improving the art and articulation array?"

"Maybe it hasn't arrived yet..."

Grey was still looking around and suddenly saw a pile of burning marks on the beach not far away.

"Um?"

Grey immediately jogged over and saw a few fish bones and shrimp shells next to the fire, which were obviously left behind not long ago.

"It seems that Lord Ain has arrived."

"Is that true?"

The old man also followed up and said lightly.

Grey nodded quickly: "I guess it's not wrong!"

A few days ago, he received a message from Anyang, asking him to help contact Lorenka, a third-level warlock in his organization. After that, this became his most concerned thing. He spent a lot of effort to persuade Lorenka to leave Smeel Manor and come here. In the end, he took out Anyang's improved technique to impress Lorenka.

"Sir, are your stuff ready?"

“Absolutely ready.”

"That's good!"

Grey stood by the beach, watching Lorenka's expression while waiting, for fear that he would be impatient for waiting.

But luckily Lorenka has always been patient.

This made Grey guess in his heart.

"Although the warlock does not regard time as life as an academic, he still attaches great importance to time. Lord Lorenka is a third-level warlock, and it is almost impossible for him to wait for someone like this! And after seeing Lord Ion's improved artifact, he came here desperately. It seems that in addition to Lord Ion's attraction, the legend in the manor is also true."

"Lorenka found a powerful ancient technique, but it was flawed and unable to build a model, so he was so eager to meet a erudite in this field!"

Just as Grey was thinking about it, a slender figure walked out of the lush tropical woods.

Grey was stunned: "...Mr. Ion?"

Anyang that Grey had seen before was wearing silver-white science fiction armor, wrapping his body without any gaps. He thought it was Anyang who had made some transformations or practiced some methods. But he didn't expect that Anyang, who appeared today, abandoned the armor and replaced it with a white robe, but his face was still covered by a layer of fog.

"Grey, long time no see."

"It's Lord Ion!"

As soon as the familiar voice opened, Grey recognized Anyang and quickly introduced: "This is Lord Lorenka you are going to meet, Lord Lorenka, this is Lord Ion."

Lorenka stepped forward, his expression remained faint, and he bowed slightly: "Sir Ion, Ri An."

Anyang nodded and replied: "Sir Lorenka Ri'an, since you have come here, I believe you have accepted my conditions, so, have you brought the things?"

"Of course I brought it."

The two kept a distance and talked with etiquette.

Grey stood respectfully and did not dare to talk to him.

Although he is a genius in Smeel Manor, genius is one thing, and a third-level warlock is another!

There are very few benefits to the two third-level warlocks who can stand in the middle and watch silently. He knows how to do it!

Shut up, don't listen, don't watch!

Soon, Lorenka took out a stack of parchment paper.

Anyang glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

"Yes." Lorenka nodded.

Grey Yuguang couldn't help but glance at him, and saw an extremely complex model of the technique, and was immediately shocked.

The legend is indeed true!

Then he immediately trembled, looked away, and felt that it was not safe, so he bowed and retreated, and said, "Sir, I'll avoid it first, you guys can talk."

Lorenka nodded faintly.

After Grey's figure disappeared, he handed the stack of extremely ancient parchment to Anyang: "This is the technique I have obtained, and it is a direct original. If you check it casually, you will know that I have not lie to you. I have shown enough sincerity. In return, I hope you can optimize and improve it in front of me."

"Of course, but it may be possible to make some changes to this technique if I am perfecting it. Before that, I need you to assure me that it is true."

"This is the original manuscript, I can't fake it!" Lorenka's expression was already a little gloomy, and she seemed to be unable to stand the question.

"Okay, I choose to trust you!"

"Then please start!"

Anyang nodded, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't prepare any deals!

[Today's golden birthday, I'm tired from the journey. I'll forgive you for this update!]
Chapter completed!