At the first moment he saw his old acquaintance, the "Rose Sword Saint" Ilvendi appear.

Quick-witted Aiven swiftly adorned his chest with the "Pioneer Medal" belonging to the Phaletis Kingdom, the "Hippocrates Level 2 Medal" awarded by the Royal Medical Society, and the shield-shaped emblem of the Guardian Knight belonging to the Second Princess Liweina.

Especially when accentuated by the lieutenant commander naval uniform and that overly youthful face, a row of shining medals appeared all the more precious.

Thus, when Kingdom Guardian Prince Ilvendi looked over, his first glance fell upon the standout extraordinary, handsome and charismatic, promising young captain—Aiven Galliot.

Swish—

With a single step, he descended from mid-air in front of Aiven.

He glanced at the badge on his chest, particularly that shield-shaped emblem, and as a distinguished figure rare across the entire alliance, he kindly said:

"Are you Little Liweina's Guardian Knight?"

Snap—

"Sword Saint, sir! I am Navy Lieutenant Colonel Aiven Galliot, Guardian Knight to the Crown Prince!"

Aiven stood at attention and saluted.

Thanks to his close relationship with the Second Princess, he naturally knew this prestigious figure with many titles liked most to be called Sword Saint.

For he believed that apart from being the "Rose Sword Saint," all other identities were mere appendages built upon it.

Behind Aiven, led by Major General Koverdale, the navy followed suit in standing at attention and saluting.

Although the Sword Saint was not Tyronean, for the citizens of the alliance's six nations, the total number of kingdom guardians across nations was a household name.

Moreover, for those like this group of military men who understood the true meaning of this title, he was a formidable extraordinary they must look up to!

Hearing Aiven's address, Ilvendi was increasingly pleased with him.

However, now with time pressing, though he held a good first impression of his beloved granddaughter's Guardian Knight, he had to keep the conversation short:

"I am about to go to observe the battle, and now I assign you a task.

Please help me collect the Pirate plunder and pack it into this box!"

As Ilvendi spoke, he handed the "Alchemy Secret Box" into Aiven's hand, intending to explain its usage, surprisingly Aiven already called out its name:

"The extra-large capacity Alchemy Secret Box?!"

As half a member of the Alchemy School, how could Aiven not recognize what this was? Before obtaining the "Magic Pocket," this kind of spatial treasure produced by the Alchemy School was something he had always yearned for.

However, any Alchemy Secret Box crafted by at least a Tier 3 high-rank wizard was a precious tool, not only valuable but also rare to come by, beyond the reach of someone who wasn't even an official wizard.

"You recognize it? That's great! I will praise you in front of Little Liweina, and maybe after this matter is settled, I can find you a good job. Aiven, right? I will remember you!"

After saying this, the "Rose Sword Saint" transformed into a fiery brilliance under the envious gaze of many navy soldiers, soaring into the sky and chasing after the airborne battleship.

Though Aiven didn't hear the words he most hoped for, "you may choose one item as your reward," showing his face before such a distinguished figure and having his name remembered wasn't bad at all.

After all, if he hadn't replicated the other's swordsmanship last time and pondered day and night, his current swordsmanship level wouldn't have reached the stage of a half-step master.

Whoosh—

With a loud whistle, the large sea birds soaring in the air suddenly swooped toward the sea surface, demonstrating their fishing prowess, grabbing box after box onto the shore.

Because of these items' value, besides Aiven authorized by the Sword Saint, others, including Major General Koverdale, kept a respectful distance to avoid suspicion, even though riches tempt the heart, no one dared to provoke such a significant trouble.

After retrieving these boxes one by one, Aiven plunged into the sea.

Plop—

Since this was still a coastal area, the water was not overly deep, with an average depth of only about fifty to sixty meters, which was nearly the limit for unguided diving by ordinary people.

But for Aiven, a senior extraordinary, it was extremely easy; even though at this depth, visibility was seriously affected, it was no issue for data visualization.

That's why he chose to handle the task alone, not relying on others for help.

The treasures sinking into the water weren't too scattered, most still staying obediently in the pirate ship cabin split in half. With the help of a spatial treasure, it didn't take Aiven much time.

Additionally, he highly suspected that a certain wooden box floating on the sea surface earlier contained a list of these treasures.

Though tempted beyond measure, with even his "Adventurer's Blood" boiling continuously, he could only forcibly restrain his urge to seize these treasures, even resisting the impulse to escape with the "Alchemy Secret Box," concentrating on the task.

Nonetheless.

While he couldn't touch the treasures, it didn't mean the task was done in vain.

In the sailor's cabin, the personal belongings of over 700 Pirates were here.

The Sword Saint only requested the bank group's treasures, so these "scraps" belonging to the Pirates were naturally laughed off by Mr. Aiven.

The Pirate's wealth naturally needs no elaboration.

And in one room clearly belonging to a Pirate Officer, Aiven unexpectedly made an extremely joyful discovery.

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