Lorenzo stood on the deck of the Morning Advance wrapped in his coat. It was a cloudy day, the sky was gray and there was not a trace of sunshine.
After a few busy days, the team finished their work in Weilent and started the next step, heading towards the interior of the Viking countries.
"Now that everything is almost done, let's get going."
Lorenzo was full of energy and did not look tired at all. However, Hebod, who was standing next to him, looked completely different. He stood slightly unsteadily, his face showed fatigue, and his eyes were bloodshot.
It had been a few days since his hangover, but Hebode still hadn't recovered. His consciousness was hazy and even the cold wind from the Viking countries failed to sober him up much. The slight pain lingered in his mind, making him feel dazed these past few days. He tried hard to recall the past, but found that he could not remember anything.
"Currently in Lingbing Bay."
Notar exhaled a breath of white air and blew the whistle.
The melodious and shrill sound of the whistle sounded, echoing among the Willente and spreading all the way to the distant sea.
The Morning Advance began to move forward. The ice attached to the metal surface fell off due to the vibration and fell into the sea with a loud noise. The hull split the heavy waves and ice floes and advanced rapidly towards the gray sea fog. This time, there was only one cargo ship following behind it. After unloading the cargo in Willente, the remaining two cargo ships returned to Inglvig on their own.
Now this is the last leg of the trade and the beginning of another journey.
Lorenzo thought so and turned to look at Seleu who was sitting in the cabin. In Lorenzo's prediction, after finding Floki in Prismatic Bay, they would separate from Seleu, and she would follow the cargo ship back to Inglvig, while the Morning Advance would continue to head north and go deeper into the Sea of Silence.
He felt a little distressed. He had deceived the little girl, and he didn't know how to tell this final lie for a moment. Thinking about Seleu's quick mind, Lorenzo didn't think he could deceive her. The thought gave him a headache.
Adding to Seleu's feelings for him, Lorenzo could imagine the girl crying and whimpering "Don't go", and then he answered with a firm face, "I'm sorry, I have to do this to save the world", and then the two of them parted ways...
"What is he doing?"
Seleu pointed at Lorenzo. This guy had a weird expression on his face, sometimes sad, sometimes happy, and he kept twisting his body as if he had been electrocuted.
"have no idea."
Hebode walked over slowly and sat next to Seleu. He felt very uncomfortable and even seasick. No matter how hard he tried, Hebode could not remember how much he had drunk.
"No... it won't be that simple."
Lorenzo suddenly stopped the strange thoughts in his mind and looked sharply at Seleu, their eyes met.
Under Seleu's gaze, Lorenzo's expression began to distort, as if a pair of hands were rubbing his face together, sweeping Seleu up and down.
No... This little girl is also very mobile, she might sneak back here. I have to find a way to tie her up and send her back to Yngvig.
Lorenzo's thoughts began to become strange and could not stop diverging.
Is this the kidnapping of a duke? Have I kidnapped a duke before? By the way, how much is the ransom? To be honest, kidnapping a duke is a glorious achievement in Mr. Holmes' career!