Angel was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize the meaning of Turas' words.
During the period when Turas was dying, all kinds of trains were running in his mouth, and there was no obstruction. It seems that he did say before that because he was too hungry, he prayed that more ships would enter the dead island. If he could not get out by himself, at least he hoped that the outside world would bring more drinking water.
At that time, Lucas's skull shone with golden light beside him. Obviously, he heard these words in his ears.
"It turns out... In the future, there are always ships disappearing in the Gear Sea Abyss, because of your casual remarks?" Angel whispered softly.
When he was on the Yunluo, he learned from Helen that there were often lost ships in the Cogwheel Abyss; he thought it was just an unknown phenomenon in the Devil's Sea, but now that he thinks about it, it turned out to be caused by Turas' nonsense. ? !
Turas took off his helmet, scratched the back of his head, and showed a harmless smile: "I don't know either."
Turas, the soul body, returned to his youthful heyday. The heroic short black hair is tied outward like the thorns of a hedgehog, but unfortunately... with a baby face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old boy.
"Lucas' skull satisfies your desire to move in space, and it also satisfies your desire to never die. You have become a soul or an undead now, and you won't die." Angel shook his head. The accident turned out to be because of Turas' unconscious murmur.
As a result, I don't know how many people and ships were buried, and even added a legend of "the graveyard of ships" to the dead space.
If other people know the truth, it is estimated that no one will worship this legendary pirate, and even angry people may dig through his clothes.
In this way, not only Lucas' logbook confirmed Ingres' guess. Even Turas' remarks undoubtedly serve as side evidence, making the context of this matter clearer.
Lucas' skull must be the source of all the changes, because it has become a mysterious thing unknowingly.
It's a pity... Angel sighed, even if he understood all this now, it would be in vain.
It's too late!
Now that the clues have almost been clarified, Angel, while feeling regretful, did not say anything else to Turas, but only visualized some books about the contemporary situation in the illusion, allowing him to understand the current situation by himself. era.
Then, Angel put away the Church of the Dead and leaned against the beams in the wooden house with a bitter face.
Anyone who misses an incomparably powerful and mysterious thing will probably regret it, and Angel is naturally the same. Even if he is very likely to get a mysterious thing at the next stop, the more mysterious things the better, not to mention the mysterious things that are close to the super power of the "law of causality".
Angel, whose bowels of remorse were all green, spent a hard night in frustration.
The next day, when Dulu woke up from a good dream, the first thing he saw was Lord Pat, who had an extremely cold face. He thought that Lord Pat was still angry because of what happened last night, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.
"There is soup cooked by Cumor's mother on the table. Get up and drink it, and then give you half an hour to pack your bags. We are going to leave." Angel said coldly.
Dulu looked at the small wooden table next to it, and there was already a bowl of fragrant soup on it.
At the thought that Cuomo's mother cooked it, Dulu's eyes flashed with complicated emotions.
Dulu's mood only lasted for two or three seconds, when he found that Lord Pat threw a cold knife and came over: "What? Are you worried that she will poison you?"
"No." Du Lu quickly waved his hand and said hesitantly, "I am..."
"If you don't have it, drink it quickly, remember to bring dry food, there is not that much food for you on the road." Angel snorted coldly, turned his head and went out.
Dulu stared blankly at the closed door: How does it feel... Lord Pat seems to have changed
On the other side, as soon as Angel went out, he saw a crowd of people outside the yard, all villagers from a small fishing village. When they saw Angel, they all took a step back cautiously.
Seeing that Angel didn't drive him away, they continued to look inside with interest.
They didn't dare to look directly at Angel, so the people they saw were the couple kneeling on the ground in the courtyard.
This couple is Kumore's parents. Kumore was also kneeling timidly at this time, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he slept very restlessly last night.
"Master wizard, it's all our fault, please spare Kumore..."
Seeing Angel go out, Kumore's mother immediately kowtowed again and again, tears streaming down as if she didn't want money, shouting things like "Kumor is too young and ignorant" and "Sorry, forgive me".
Kumore's father was an old fisherman, but he didn't say a word at this time. Although he was kneeling on the ground, he was just smoking a smoking gun. No matter how clearly Kumore's mother suggested it, he didn't move.
Kumore may have been frightened by this battle, and knelt beside him sobbing, not daring to cry too loudly, because his father had warned him sternly that crying too loudly would disturb Uncle Dulu, who was resting inside.
In fact, Angel knew about the situation outside. The villagers who were watching before pointed to and made comments on the spot, but now that Angel came out, they all dared not speak.
In fact, it is a very simple thing.
Kumore had a nightmare last night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he repeatedly dreamed that he was hiding in the water because of a prank, and was finally eaten by that ferocious sea beast.
Kumore was so frightened that he urinated, woke up crying, and cried for a whole night without falling asleep.
This time, Kumore's mother suddenly remembered Angel's previous words and knew that it was Angel's hands and feet. So, he brought his family over early in the morning and knelt on the ground begging for forgiveness.
Angel didn't say a word. Originally, he was a little annoyed because he missed a mysterious thing, and when he saw what was in front of him, he was even more upset.
But after all, he considered himself a member of the Law, and he just sat in the yard with a blank face, and did not do anything to vent his anger.
During his sit-in, he also got to know the Cumors in general.
Kumore needless to say, a bear child. Kumore's mother is not necessarily bad, the only bad thing is that she spoils Kumore too much. Kumore's father, who has been fishing in the open sea all year round, gets up early every day and goes to the dark, almost completely unable to control Kumore.
This leads to the lack of discipline and lawlessness in Cumore.
However, when it comes to the source of the error, it seems that no one is at fault; but every member of their family has small faults, and these small faults accumulate, and it is easy to lead to big mistakes.
Angel glanced at the other villagers around him. In fact, he was like a member of the Kumore family. Almost every household in this village was similar. They were kind but dull. Get a good education.
This is the epitome of small people under the big era.
Trapped in life, involuntarily.
Kumore's mother knelt and begged all morning, but Angel didn't say anything. It wasn't until Dulu packed his bags and stepped out the door that the atmosphere of the scene changed suddenly.
Kumore's father, who came back from fishing late last night, has never seen Dulu who was pitted by his son.
Tears finally fell when he saw the white gauze that Dulu had wrapped around half of his face.
Kumore's father, who had never spoken, said sorry, saying that he was sorry for Dulu, and he was sorry for Dulu's grandmother.
Dulu was silent for a moment, and when he saw Leif beside him, he asked a little before he understood the situation in front of him.
Kumore's mother also noticed Dulu's movements. She thought that Dulu would intercede with the wizard in front of him when he learned that Kumore had a nightmare. And yet... Dulu didn't do that.
He stood behind Angel and whispered, "Lord Pat, shall we leave now?"
Angel glanced at Duru, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At least, Dulu's indiscretion restrained a little.
Angel stood up and looked at the Kumore family in front of him: "I said, imposing nightmares is not punishment. When he himself understands his mistakes, the nightmares will disappear."
Angel said, regardless of the louder cry of Kumore's mother, and walked out with Du Lu.
The surrounding villagers, no one dared to stop them, all gave way.
When they came to the entrance of the village, Dulu saw the village chief and the village chief's father.
"My lord, do you want to take Dulu away?" It was the village chief's father, the old man on crutches who spoke.
"I'm a traveler, and there are countless beautiful scenery in the world waiting for me to watch, and I can't stay in the same place forever." Angel said with a light smile.
The village chief of the small fishing village also looked at Du Lu at this time, wrapped in gauze, but carrying a luggage larger than his body. The village chief said with some distress: "Duru, even if you want to go out, you should wait for the injury, okay?"
Dulu shook his head: "I'm leaving just to make the injury heal faster."
What Dulu means is that he wants to become a superhuman as soon as possible, so that the left ear can be restored. The village chief understood that Dulu regarded the small fishing village as a sad place and wanted to leave here to heal his heartache.
The village chief sighed and hesitated: "Then... you go back early. The small fishing village will always be your home forever."
Dulu nodded: "I know. I hope the village chief can help me take care of my grandma's sleeping place."
The village chief said "en", "Don't worry, leave it to me."
"Let's go." Angel also finished talking to the old man at this time, and stepped out of the fishing village first. Du Lu waved to the villagers who followed behind him, hugged his own little Leif again, and talked about his own thoughts about the future, and then flew out of the small fishing village with a mind.
He wasn't sure what the road ahead was. But the unknown is more interesting, isn't it
When Angel took Dulu on the gondola and soared into the sky, at this time, on the quiet seabed, a blue-robed youth who was learning cross-system juggling with a Bayeux yawned and looked at the sky. A flash of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the flying boat.
"Alas" for the task, let's follow.
The blue-robed youth shook his head, his whole body completely turned into blisters, and the undercurrent that melted into the seabed disappeared with the ocean current.