"The little tail disappeared."
Aloz's golden eyes retracted his gaze from the sea and said softly.
With an elegant tone, the little mother dragon turned her head to look at Brando, her eyes drifting, making Brando overwhelmed. Since Aloz learned about his relationship with Delphine, his attitude has undergone a subtle change. This naked|naked suggestion made Brando feel a bit irritating, but at the same time very frightened.
He didn't hate this little female dragon, but that didn't mean he wanted the relationship between the two to go further. Because he felt that he had not yet reached that point, Aloz was more curious about his feelings, and he only regarded him as a naughty little girl—although his personality was a bit bad sometimes. .
But the dragon's possessiveness is very strong, Brando knows this well, and this is the source of his headache. Although Aloz has matured a lot in all aspects of his body after the coming-of-age ceremony, his stature has become taller, and even the originally flat breasts have begun to develop into a smaller scale, but no matter how you look at it , Still make people feel guilty.
The dragon is very loyal to his partner, but Brando also knows that Aloz is more compliant with desire rather than rational feelings. He does not want the two to be linked together because of a purely physical relationship. The stalls have caused him a terrible headache.
So Brando avoided the little dragon's gaze without a trace.
Miss Delphine stood behind them like a puppet, her expression indifferent, turning a blind eye to the little female dragon’s small movements in front of her and Brando’s complex thoughts. The prime minister’s daughter behaved like this at this time. Like a truly competent maid, she is indifferent to the master's caress.
Although Brando hopes she can stand up and say something at this time.
Fortunately, as if feeling his mind, Delphine finally spoke at this moment: "I'm afraid someone is planning a conspiracy against us, my lord."
"What's the matter?" Brando took off from that charming atmosphere and asked back.
There is no one else on the deck. At this time, Huang Huo is practicing swordsmanship every day. Fang Qi rarely comes to the deck. The two little elf girls and the nun princess should be preparing dinner. As for Mr. Liu, most of them are with his own eldest lady. Together.
He asked about what happened not long ago. It was expected that they were attacked by the Goathead Christians at sea since Taučik seized the Bagentin sailboat. After all, they knew that this sea area was in. Under the control of the sheep head believers.
About five days ago, they discovered that the ship was being tracked. As expected, within a day, the Goathead Cultist came to the door, but he taught these guys a profound lesson. In that battle, he sank the other three. A ship, and they themselves are almost unscathed.
He thought these guys should stop a bit. It seemed like that in the first two days, but it didn't take long before the small tail of the Goat Head Cultist appeared on the route.
Until tonight.
Although the Sheephead Cultist hanging behind has no effect on them, let alone these mobs, even their big boss here, the clone of the purgatory lord Akentu, poses no threat to Brando. . However, there are always some flies around, and the buzzing is still annoying. Originally, Brando had planned to let the little dragon Aloz go to give these guys who did not see the coffin and did not shed another lesson that they will never forget, but he did not expect It was at this time that the other party suddenly disappeared.
Brando didn't know whether it was the fact that the other party realized that they had been discovered a long time ago, or for other reasons, but suddenly the little tail that had been hanging behind disappeared, or it made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It was the evening at this time, and the sea at this season seemed to be flat as a mirror, but even in the real sea, there were still strong waves, and the setting sun was divided by these waves, forming a pool of scattered golden light.
The golden light reflected on Delphine’s face, making the expression of the prime minister’s daughter at this moment particularly serious: "The sheep-head cultists gathered here are nothing more than a plot to bring the Lord of Purgatory Akentu back to Vonde, so the closer the green sea is. In theory, the tighter their control should be in the core areas of the world, and they will never let an unfamiliar ship break into these ventral areas abruptly."
"The Goathead Cultists suddenly withdrew their surveillance of us. There must be other plans for this, but I think this is not something they can decide. This matter is related to the grand plan of Akantu's resurrection, and here is a clone of Akantu. The projection exists, and it is impossible for such a major event to pass through the Lord of Purgatory, so—" Delphine said here, after a short pause, he continued to answer: "I think unless a great change has occurred on the island— For example, the rebellion, or even the sudden death of the Lord of Purgatory, Akentu, otherwise it must be the'Master of Purgatory' who is plotting against us."
"Obviously the latter is more likely." Brando also nodded, agreeing.
"Akentu fought against Lord Lord in Tauchik and suffered a big loss. It may have recognized us through these reports. Now it is obviously not Lord Lord's opponent, so it can only make some conspiracies and tricks. NS."
"For example, Miss Delphine?"
"It's not easy to guess, it may want to lead us somewhere. If its strength is not enough, it can only find a way on the battlefield."
"You mean it is preparing a trap?"
"This is just a possibility," the prime minister's daughter gave him a faint look: "Lord Lord, don't treat me as an all-knowing and all-powerful face god, after all, there are some things that I can't guess."
Brando smiled wryly, he straightened up, glanced at the sparkling golden sea, and said, "In short, just be more vigilant."
The side of the ship was now hidden under the huge shadow of the sail. When Brando looked back, he saw the sailors busy on the deck. The sailors on this boat were originally Sheep Head Cultists. Naturally, he could not take these people on the road together. Fortunately, they were prepared early on because they knew that more than half of the trip would be spent at sea, so Madara The queen had prepared undead sailors for them before they set off.
These sailors are sub-undead summoned through the magic circle. Usually, they only need to carry the summoned scrolls and materials with them, and there is no need to bring a large group of people to sway the market. When using these sailors, Brando had to sigh that apart from being unable to reproduce and having a tendency to self-destruct, the dead are indeed superior to living beings in many ways.
"By the way, why anchor here? Is it close to the stagnant world?" Brando asked.
"It's the jade mystery, my lord," Delphine corrected: "The riddle itself is not complicated, it's just a simple replacement encryption, but the text used for encryption is very rare in Jiufeng, I think it should be Haze An ancient script of the Erren, this kind of script is not understood by many people in Voend..."
She paused: "But I just learned a little bit."
"Miss Delphine, what do you do not understand?"
"A lot, I don't understand all the knowledge beyond what I know."
"This is almost the same as not saying it." Brando thought to himself.
However, Delphine seemed to see through his thoughts and replied: "This sentence was said by the third head of the Buja Silver Library. I think it is one of the few truths in the world. , Lord Lord."
"Okay, okay, I see, then let's go back to the original topic," Brando realized that he could hardly tell the prime minister's daughter in the argument, so he changed the subject: "What then?"
"I think the encryption or itself was added later by a Hazel. The complexity is what the riddle itself expresses after solving the puzzle."
"Speaking of the point, Miss Delphine."
"That is a set of calculations for calculating the relative position of the twelve-wheeled moon and Vaughan. Through this set of calculations, I can at most calculate the place we are now arriving, which is the sea area we are seeing right now—"
"Here?" Brando said in surprise: "That means we have reached the place?"
"Yes." The prime minister nodded.
Brando looked around. There was nothing on the sparkling sea, no land, no islands, and even the reef could not be seen.
"But there is nothing here." Aloz said first.
"Because the Witch Throne is still below the horizon, Miss Aloz."
"Are you saying you want to wait until the ebb and flow of the tide?" Aloz asked, "But this is the middle of the ocean, and I can't see any hidden reefs underwater. Are you sure you are not wrong, human woman."
The prime minister's daughter glanced at the little mother dragon, but didn't say anything.
Brando faintly felt an unpleasant aura rising between the two of them, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Okay, don't quarrel, now it's only two or three hours before the Witch Throne rises, since Those pesky flies have already left, we might as well wait here."
Aloz snorted slightly in dissatisfaction, and then stopped talking.
The day at sea seems to be longer than that on land, but even so, after enjoying a simple dinner on the ship, the setting sun sinks below sea level.
In the last part of the day, the color of the sea changes rapidly in the sun, from heavy golden to intoxicating deep red like wine liquid, and finally to purple. When the purple sea surface is a little bit blue and The dark blue was replaced, until the dark color was revealed from the depths, the sky over the sea was already full of twinkling stars.
Brando informed everyone of the news from Delphine, so after dinner, everyone came to the deck, even the unplanned passengers on the ship—the pair of half-elf sisters.
Everyone gathered on the deck, waiting for the rise of the Witch Throne, and before long, a thin mist formed on the sea. The sea occasionally generates fog out of thin air, but it is surprising that it suddenly fogs up under such a clear weather. The little female dragon was deliberately provocative, but she couldn't help but become suspicious when she saw this scene.
"By the way," Fang Qi leaned on the side of the ship, watching the rising mist gradually covering the entire sea area, and couldn't help asking: "Where is this place? We have passed the so-called three days ago. The Holy Land of Atuk."
"It's only the northern end of the Holy Land, Mr. Fang Qi," Princess Magdal is very familiar with it because it has been discussed almost every day these days: "The Holy Land of Atuk is the main island of Edenor in this sea area. The other two island groups are the fulcrum triangle area. This should be the Banazhi Sea, which the locals call Yuexia."
"Yuexia?" Fang Qi asked puzzledly, "I think it's almost the same as Wuxia."
"Mr. Brando, where are you!" At this moment, Lian among the half-elf sisters suddenly exclaimed.
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