Above The Sky
Chapter 270 - 270 257 Fae Frost Butterfly get da☆ze!

270: Chapter 257 Fae Frost Butterfly, get da☆ze!

(3/3, w-characters update) 270: Chapter 257 Fae Frost Butterfly, get da☆ze!

(3/3, w-characters update) Ian did nothing more and returned to his position—clearly, the war between the Primal Fae and Frost Moths was not something he could get involved in.

However, his gains were far from meager.

Leaving aside the locations of the corpses of two Fourth Level Behemoths and the origin land of the Fae, merely the vibration from the “Ancient Dragon Heart Core” was enough to illuminate another target for Ian.

Especially since the Deep Sea Crystal Dragon was also theoretically a target for Yisen Gard and Master Gossay, if it could be achieved, it was a win-win situation.

But from Ian’s own perspective, his greatest gain was actually abducting a Primitive Fairy.

“Are you saying…

this Primitive Fairy considers you a Great Fairy, feels very safe with you, and hence has abandoned their origin land to follow you?”

Facing Yisen Gard’s doubt, Ian thought for a moment, then nodded and said, “That’s about right, though there may also be the fact that I am a Spirit Energy User.”

“It must be fate, then.

It found me the first time, and it was willing to come with me, so naturally, I wouldn’t refuse.”

“After all…

it indeed proves useful.”

“Primitive Fairy…” Yisen Gard started to speak but hesitated as if he had concerns, yet he ended up not voicing them.

In the Foresight View, this tiny Primal Frost Fairy would flutter with mists that changed with Ian’s thoughts and predictions…

Clearly, this was an excellent “Destiny Medium,” far superior to Brother Alan and other observers with significant margins of error.

Even for this reason alone, Ian would not give up this little Frost Butterfly.

“I wonder how Alan is doing now…

With Elder Prude piloting the Aether Armament to help the Viscount, I guess someone was left to look after him.”

Thinking this, Ian actually felt a bit guilty, but he didn’t dwell on it—his adventure was for his own dreams, as well as to provide a better future for the other people he cared about.

Moreover, Scott was still in Harrison Port, and given that the other party had his own quest from Scott, he would definitely take care of Alan.

The Little Fairy lazily sprawled on the young man’s head, looking a bit like a white ribbon or a silk ornament at first glance, but this was of no concern to anyone, and many didn’t even notice the unusual bulge atop Ian’s head, for in the vast expanse of white ice fields, the White Folks’ white hair blended in rather well with the environment.

Back at the base, Ian gathered everyone and announced that he had found an exit from the Ice Abyss, and everyone could prepare to leave this place.

Naturally, there was a boost in morale—

Even though the pirates had already recognized Ian as one of their key targets, at this moment, faced with a genius young Swordsman who could break through the Moth and Ape Beast lines with a single sword, it would be somewhat ignorant to harbor ill intentions against him.

In fact, there were indeed such ignorant individuals.

As he explained the specific details of the action, Ian keenly sensed a pale red mist in the crowd and, without any explanation, slew the bearer with a sword.

In their shock, the Elf Pirate was beheaded with a single stroke, his blood splattering on others and freezing into blood ice.

The pale red mist wasn’t so much murderous intent as it was hostility or improper thoughts…

The young man didn’t think that anyone would dare attack him but, naturally, he wouldn’t underestimate his own appearance.

Elves are open about such matters, and pirates even more so; this pirate probably harbored some untoward thoughts towards him.

In any case, killing him was the right decision.

“I won’t say it a second time,”

As he surveyed the trembling group of pirates, Ian said slowly, patiently, in a tone as if he feared these elvish rogues wouldn’t understand, “If you don’t obey, just go die.

Your bodies would serve well to attract the Moths as bait, and I don’t mind slaughtering all of you.

In this environment, the fewer people there are, the easier it is to move.”

“Follow the command, and don’t harbor ill will towards me, the Spirit Energy User, like that person did—I can sense your emotions as clearly as if you’re shouting them out loud.”

With Yisen Gard’s preparations, the team speeded up the sorting of their supplies considerably and would be ready to leave in about half an hour.

Ian was then invited to a temporary storage area to inspect some key supplies.

The so-called key supplies were nothing more than some leftover Cannonballs, Crystal Sand Gunpowder, a few weapons, and Alchemical Potions—nothing out of the ordinary or worth looking at.

The majority of the equipment on the exploration ship had been damaged during the crash into the ruins or was off-kilter; though not impossible to recalibrate, it was difficult, and it didn’t help the current situation.

What truly surprised Ian were the two ‘purple mist’ Cannonballs provided by the pirates—Second Energy Level Cannonballs.

“This is Alchemical Armor-Piercing Shell designed by the Canaan Moore military to counter Origin Shields!”

Yisen Gard half excitedly and half seriously explained to Ian these silver-white Cannonballs with an unusual conical head, shaking his head with some relief and saying, “These two Cannonballs were likely intended for Master Gossay’s Tempest Shield…

Thankfully the captain’s piloting skills were formidable, otherwise, the teacher might have been severely injured before the uncle’s attack.”

At this moment, Yisen had overcome the mental shock of being attacked by his uncle and was able to speak of the incident with composure.

“Keep them, they will definitely be useful,” he said.

Ian confirmed that these were indeed good things—rare Excellent-level Cannonballs.