As soon as Cyril went out the next day, he found someone pretending to be looking for something in the corridor on the sixth floor, while looking at him vaguely.
He guessed that it was probably the influence of the boy last night, and felt a little funny in his heart.
Cyril pretended not to notice, and his face remained calm.
He imitated Mr. Scott's detached, arrogant expression and pretended not to be near strangers.
When he walked to the restaurant on the first floor, as expected, he heard some strange rumors mixed with the chatter around him.
What "shocked! The horrific murder case that went viral in the entire Rose Manor scared the children silly!".
What "Late Night Horror! What is the screaming in the middle of the night on the sixth floor promenade?".
What "cruel life insight, why do young boys break down and shout at night?".
Cyril was in a complicated mood.
There is an illusion that I was caught off guard and became a villain in the novice village.
Until he heard "poor that the black-hearted magic items that the other party has worked so hard to loot have been robbed...", he even ate three fluffy cupcakes and was shocked.
This is outrageous!
He clearly ran away before he even touched the opponent!
He didn't even know what magic item the other party had.
Is this the legendary "touching porcelain"
You do the bad things, and I'll take the blame.
Cyril had mixed feelings in his heart.
The day went by quickly.
Nothing happened on the last night.
The new students all know that they are about to leave the continent of Atlantis where they were born and raised, and go to the unknown and mysterious continent of wizards.
There was an invisible agitation in the air, mixed with complicated emotions.
The Sun Also Rises.
When Cyril woke up, he saw a letter beside the bed.
The letter told the freshmen to go to the southwest of Rose Manor.
A lifelike hourglass is also drawn on the back of the letter.
At this time, the upper part of the hourglass is still full, and the thin black dots leak from the middle connected part to the empty lower part of the hourglass.
Is this a reminder that they need to get to their next destination before the top half of the hourglass is over
Thinking of this, Cyril froze slightly.
In his impression, the southwest of Rose Manor is a high fence.
Behind the unremarkable fence is a solemn and solemn city wall, and the heavy city wall is engraved with the traces of the years.
Cyril calculated the flow rate of the hourglass and gave them about three hours.
So he washed up in a hurry, and went to the restaurant downstairs to have a full meal before.
Today's restaurant music is a slightly sad track.
The faint sound of the flute seemed to be filled with innumerable thoughts of parting and parting, which made people feel depressed.
Of course, this did not affect Cyril's appetite.
Under the "destroy" of the system's large number of bizarre playlists, Cyril still accepts this level of music well.
When he walked to the southwest of Rose Manor after eating, he found a wide opening in the center of the city wall.
It was as if the two city walls that had been closely intertwined before slowly moved a road to both sides.
There were some noisy human voices in front, and Cyril seemed to smell the fishy smell of the sea breeze.
wait... sea breeze
"Hi, Cyril!"
Warren Abraham chased Cyril from behind, greeted him, and came to him.
Warren's eyes swept across the two thick gold-gilded books in Cyril's hand, and did not stop with great restraint.
"Hi Warren, good morning!"
Cyril smiled at him and replied politely.
They walked side by side for a while, and the feeling of the sea breeze became stronger and stronger.
Then they stopped at the end of the road.
"I didn't expect that Rose Garden is actually by the sea!"
Warren sighed in surprise.
"Probably shielded the surrounding sea with magic, so we couldn't feel it at the Rose Manor at all."
After he finished speaking, he stared at the sea in front of him.
As the son of an illegitimate son of a lord who was born and raised in Philadelphia, he didn't have many opportunities to travel to other towns, and this was the first time he saw the sea.
The blue sea shone with silver light in the sunlight, and the waves rushed to the shore one after another.
There are seagulls soaring in the high sky.
A huge steam brass cruise ship is docked on the shore.
There were no other ships around, and this was clearly Cyril's destination—the cruise ship that was about to take the newborns to Whalefall Island.
The whole ship was glowing with a metallic icy color, lingering a cold and austere feeling.
The tall chimneys and masts are striking.
Cyril also looked at the cruise ship in surprise.
I don't know if this huge ship docked here before they reached the Rose Manor, or did it appear silently after that
After all, he had never heard the whistle of the cruise ship in the Rose Garden.
At this time, the activities of the freshmen can already be seen on the cruise ship.
"Come on, get on board."
Cyril and Warren looked at each other and both walked towards the cruise ship.
At the door of the cabin stood a puppet in an elaborate costume.
If you didn't look at his bare head, he would have thought that this was a decent gentleman.
The puppet was wearing a black satin suit.
The front of the white shirt is a stack of fancy ruffles with silver embroidery on it.
A scarlet brooch with a twisted and weird shape was pinned to the breast pocket.
The puppet man held a long black cane in his hand, and when he sensed the arrival of someone, his head without facial features twisted slightly to look at Cyril and Warren.
Even though there were no eyes on the puppet's head, Cyril felt inexplicably being watched.
This look is very polite and polite, and does not give people a sense of offense being peeped.
He also quietly looked at the puppet in front of him.
"Good morning, two lovely freshmen! Welcome to the cruise ship 'Black', I'm Papeet, the housekeeper in charge of your meals on board."
It made a dull machine sound, uttering words like the rhythmic rattling of brass gears.
Cyril guessed that the puppet man without facial features in front of him should be making noises from his abdomen.
He blinked, his expression was calm, he nodded politely, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Papeet."
Cyril's voice was calm and polite, as if the opposite was really a well-trained housekeeper, not a special puppet.
Warren gave Cyril a quick glance.
He also reacted very well, and also politely expressed his gratitude to the puppet man: "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Papeet, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Gentlemen, your manners are commendable."
The puppet nodded in relief, and with white-gloved hands he took two brass door cards from his thin pockets.
Cyril keenly noticed the transparent threads of silk on his gloves that disappeared in an instant.
"This is your room key card, I hope you cherish your days on the 'Black' cruise ship. Have a nice trip to both of you!"
The puppeteer nodded slightly towards them and pointed to the direction of the room.
Cyril took his brass door card and glanced quickly.
This is a blank card.
In the next instant, he felt a slight fluctuation of magic power flash across the brass door card.
A line of beautiful writing appeared on this brass door card - "Cyril Lawrence, First Class, Room 22."
"Thanks again! Goodbye, Mr. Papeet."
Seeing the words "First Class", Cyril's eyes lit up and his tone became more eager.
He said goodbye to the puppet and went to his room.
The brass door card in Warren's hand on the side also has his own name and room number written on it, which is also a first-class room.
He breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more that it was a wise choice to befriend Cyril.
Cyril went to his room to part with Warren.
At this time, a brass door plate had been hung on the door of his room, with Cyril's name and room number written on it, and the handwriting was exactly the same as the brass door card in his hand.
There is a card slot where a card can be inserted in the position of the door lock.
Cyril inserted the brass door card he got from the puppet, only to hear the sound of a "click-click-" gears, and then he reached out and pushed the door open.
Cyril doesn't know how the other cabin rooms are, at least his first-class room is very good, and the decoration is luxurious.
There are beautiful crystal lamps on the ceiling.
Intricate and elegant patterns were painted on the walls, and neatly folded silk quilts and goose down pillows were placed on the bed.
A leather couch and a small square table in walnut are on the other side.
There is a small glass window looking out to the deep blue sea.
Cyril groped carefully in the room.
Apart from the fact that there is no trace of dust anywhere in the room (even in the corners), there is nothing strange about it.
Upholding the trust in the brass door card with magical fluctuations, Cyril put the two books that were not easy to carry on him under the pillow.
One is the Strange Creatures Cookbook that he found on the first day.
The other is "Seeking a Doctor is worse than Seeking Himself-On the Identification Method and Efficacy of Herbal Medicine" that he found last night.
Compared to the author's particularly obvious personal style and special preferences in the first book, the content of the second book is much more serious and academic.
Although the author of this book still reveals a strong disdain for the various wizard potions on the market (this can also be seen from the title of the book), but the book contains all kinds of herbal medicines. The detailed introduction can make up for Cyril's knowledge blind spot.
Of course, Cyril, who is currently a novice wizard apprentice reserve, has a blind spot for knowledge... the sea of stars.
[This shows that your room for improvement is huge! 】
The system consoled.
After hiding the book, Cyril thought for a while and took the Night Fire Stone with him, then left the room and went to another location on the cruise ship.
The first-class cabin was very quiet, and when Cyril came to the wide deck, he saw many new students.
Cyril walked to the edge of the deck, leaning on the side of the ship and looking down.
At this time, the boat has not yet opened, and the water is calm.
White waves hit the boat gently, making a soothing sound.
The moist sea breeze brushed against Cyril's cheeks.
The wind carries a touch of the salty taste unique to the sea.
Farther away, the sea and the sky meet, and the dark blue water and the light blue sky merge into a straight line.
Cyril looked at the surrounding scenery, and as soon as he turned around, he happened to meet the gaze of a boy with short brown hair.
looks a little familiar...
Cyril narrowed his eyes, suddenly remembering the frightened face of the boy who disturbed his dreams the night before.
The coward looks exactly like the one in front of him.
Cyril raised a "friendly" smile at the other party.
The boy with short brown hair seemed to finally recognize that Cyril in front of him was the black-haired and white-clothed female ghost. With a shudder in his heart, he suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by black shadows.
The boy turned and ran away.
Cyril quickly estimated the running speed of him and the boy in his heart, and regrettably found that if he chose to catch up, he would probably not be able to catch up with all his energy.
But the next moment, he saw a puppet who suddenly appeared and stretched out a hand to firmly grasp the escaped boy.
The tall puppet figure held the boy like a chick.
Cyril originally thought it was Mr. Butler Papeet, but when he took a closer look, he found a difference.
Although both puppets had round, egg-smooth heads, Butler Papeet was dressed in a gentleman's suit, while this one was wearing a guard's uniform.
"No running on the deck!"
The puppeteer's emotionless machine sounded.
It pointed to a brass bulletin board standing beside it, which clearly wrote some rules on cruise ships:
[1. It is forbidden to attack any service personnel on board!
2. Running is prohibited on the deck!
3. Fights are not allowed except in casinos!
4. No loud noises on the boat!
5. No food waste allowed!
6. Supplement at any time, those who break the rules will automatically drop the cabin! 】
Cyril saw the boy tremblingly finish reading the words on the notice, hurriedly took out his brass door card, looked at it and cried.
It certainly doesn't look like a good cabin, and the corners of Cyril's mouth are slightly raised.
"Hi, Jenny, Loz!"
Cyril retracted his gaze towards the boy, and happened to see Brother Weber approaching, and he took the initiative to greet them in a good mood.
"Hi! Cyril! You're so fast! When we came out, we saw that there were still many people still trying to get their luck in the Rose Manor, so we went for a spin."
Jenny spread her hands helplessly, and continued: "Obviously returning empty-handed."
Cyril glanced at the envelope in Jenny's hand, and the hourglass painted on it had about an hour left.
He then reminded the Webbs to look at the brass bulletin board.
"It's no wonder that someone tried to occupy someone else's first-class room just now and was pulled down by the puppet! In this way, the days on the ship can finally stop."
Jenny said with a sigh of relief.
Cyril nodded in agreement, finally ending the life of staying up late! !
In his heart, he condemned this arrangement of putting exploration tasks at night.
Is this kind of underworld work and rest to choose the champion of staying up late in the freshmen!
In the past few days in Rose Manor, he has dark circles under his eyes!
After that, Cyril said goodbye to the Weber brothers and returned to his room.
He was just about to take out the book "It is better to seek medical treatment than to seek oneself - on the identification methods and efficacy of herbal medicines", and when he thought about it, he stretched out his hand and spread out the "Cooking Manual of Strange Creatures", and found the "Marine Creatures" chapter from the catalogue. Look carefully.
Cyril watched and remembered, and time passed unknowingly.
The top half of the hourglass on the stationery he had set aside gradually emptied.
A loud whistle sounded from outside the room as the last few little black dots slipped through the narrow connecting pipe in the middle of the hourglass.
"Wow!"
The cruise ship started.