When tired, he sank into the sea and slept for a while, then woke up and moved on; when he was thirsty, he raised his head to drink a few mouthfuls of rainwater, and when he was hungry, he caught two fish to eat.
I don't know how long Joan has been like this.
At first, she tried to record the time according to the changes of day and night, but after missing one or two times, the error will be from day to week, then from week to month... Now she doesn't know how long she has been swimming, but... at least half a year. right
Thinking of this, Joan felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. In fact, she had cried countless times, but the tears would soon melt into the sea and become part of the sea.
so tired acridine.
very tired.
When you sleep, you can't relax and float on the sea, because it will attract ospreys or other predators. Even if you can't eat her, it will hurt for a few days to peck her, not to mention being hit by sea ghosts and those monster ships. possible.
In fact, in the past six months, Joan has encountered the enemy several times by accident.
Every time she felt scared out of her soul.
Fortunately, she was always able to get rid of each other with speed, although sometimes she accidentally added two or three more wounds to her body.
The scales praised by His Majesty are now much damaged, and the exposed skin looks like weird white spots. Some of the wounds have become corrupt due to the constant exposure to water. What's even worse is that those parasites took her as a new host, and made a home in her traumatic place with the carapace on their back.
Originally, this body was not considered pretty, but now it looks even uglier.
She missed the soft bed of Neverwinter and Wendy's embrace.
Miss the unrestrained life without worrying about safety.
In addition, although there are a lot of fish that can be eaten in the sea, they can only be eaten raw. Obviously, it was okay to do this before, but now I always feel the fishy smell in my mouth lingering.
She wants to eat Lightning Baked Chicken Wings.
Thinking about it, Joan would cry, but even though the tears kept flowing, she never stopped wiggling her tail.
However... how long will it take to get back to the starting point
She is faster than most fish.
Even His Majesty's Yukikaze is far behind.
According to the approximate time, the distance she swam to now should be enough to travel back and forth from Neverwinter to the Shadow Islands five times, but why is there still no end in sight
What kind of world is round, Your Majesty... You can't lie to her, right
If His Majesty Roland really lied to her, and if she has a chance to see him in the future, she must... She must shave his face with scales!
However, that has to be seen first...
Qiong took a deep breath and encouraged herself, never give up acridine! She wants to come back to everyone!
A series of "acridine-acridine-acridine-" sounds floated on the sea.
After a while, the same echo came from a distance, "Acr-acr-"
Joan was shocked and looked in the direction of the source of the sound in disbelief—the weather today is not very good, the sea is always misty, and the visibility is less than a few kilometers, just like the shadow islands at low tide. Seeing that she didn't find anything, she swam in that direction for dozens of minutes, and finally caught a black outline in the mist.
It looked... like a reef standing above the water.
Joan couldn't help but be overjoyed.
She knows that because of the visual effects, many seemingly inconspicuous objects on the sea are actually giants. It can stand on the sea like a reef, and it must not be too small, plus it can reflect its own tweets, it is likely to be a big mountain. And the mountains have appeared, is the land still far away
Could it be that what he saw was the Desolate Mountain Range
Joan suddenly felt an infinite amount of energy coming out of her body. She pushed the speed to the limit, shot a series of splashes on the sea, and ran towards the shadow.
As the distance got closer, the black outlines under the fog gradually emerged.
It was indeed a big mountain, but below the mountain was not the western port, but a flat island. The island seems to be connected to the wider mainland behind it, but the two are too far apart to see it clearly.
In any case, having land is better than nothing.
Joan cheered up and swam to the nearest beach on the island.
When she went ashore, she noticed that this island was probably a little bigger than the largest Searing Fire Islands in the fjord. Except for the lush, flat-topped mountain, there were almost no ups and downs, and it was as flat as a grassland.
In fact, it is indeed a grassland.
Compared with the barren islands in Joan's impression, this place seems to be completely unaffected by the salty sea breeze and various harsh climatic conditions. The feet are full of grass that just touches the ankle, and occasionally there are one or two blooming flowers. She couldn't imagine why such a scene would appear where a tsunami could destroy all vegetation. Coupled with the fog that surrounds the island, this place has a sense of a fairyland isolated from the world.
Turning her tail fins into her legs, Joan walked slowly towards the center of the island.
Gradually, there were more stone monuments on the grass. She didn't pay attention to it at first, but after a while, she realized that although these stone monuments were of different sizes, they were all neatly arranged.
And the closer you get to the center of the island, the more stone monuments there are. At the back, they even form a circle, and they close inward a little bit, as if they were erected around something.
Where did she seem to have seen such a scene...
Joan crouched down in front of a stone tablet and carefully looked at the body of the tablet—there were indeed chiseled marks on it, but whether it was a pattern drawn by hand or some meaningful text, Joan couldn't identify it either. But what surprised her was that these stones were obviously full of old atmosphere, and they were not covered with too much dust, as if they were often taken care of.
Could it be... Does anyone live on this island
After walking not too far, Joan suddenly froze.
A huge pothole appeared in front of her eyes. The radius was probably several kilometers wide. The depth of the hole was bottomless, and the arc on the edge was extremely smooth. It was definitely not formed by natural collapse. And those stone tablets are arranged in layers around the Tiankeng, forming "ripples" that spread out.
She vaguely remembered something, and looked up at the sky—in the hazy fog, the outline of the red moon was still clearly discernible. Obviously one is on the dome and the other is at the foot, but the two are very similar in size, as if they were carved out of a mold. She even came up with a weird idea. If the red moon falls, it should just fill the hole, right
"Hello." At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Acridine!" Joan screamed out in fright, turned around and took two steps back, and slammed into the stone tablet with a bang.
The latter also seemed startled, unable to speak for a long time, and only after a long time could he say, "That... Are you alright?"
Only then did Joan realize that the speaker was not a monster, but a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a long white dress, and her dark black hair was divided into two bundles that hung down on her chest. She looked refreshing and refined, which made people feel good at first glance. It's just that he looked a little helpless, and he didn't know whether to come up to comfort Qiong or continue to wait and see.
"Yaya-"
Joan wanted to ask who you were, but all that came out was a series of shouts. She hasn't talked to anyone for more than half a year, and her language ability has once again degraded to the level of living alone.
However, the other party seemed to understand her meaning, and there was a trace of loneliness in her eyes, but even so, she replied with a smile.
"Me?... Just a watchman trapped here."