The winds were more or less sheltered by cliffs on either side, but the rough waves inevitably affected the long, narrow and secluded bay. Even when pinned down by cables and anchors, the ship shook so violently that a mad horse jumped up and down like a mad horse, so that even the pirates who lived on the sea could not gain a foothold on the deck.

And at this moment, Clay Gavin was feeling the benefits of magic with satisfaction—not to mention the beautiful invisibility, and every step he took was as steady as if it were on the deck, and although it was not fast, it was not enough to roll into the sea.

The increasingly violent wind and rain forced the patrolling pirates into the ship's cabin. Until Lively is discovered—or until there's news on shore—they at least don't have to worry about being exposed.

Gavin thinks they're still a little lucky tonight. However, when the mage stopped and told him that what they were looking for was probably on the mast, that little bit of good luck vanished.

He silently looked up. The tall mast was rowing wildly in an astonishing arc in the electric light, and the ropes that wound it danced wildly in the wind like black snakes, and the tightened sails were most likely to be scraped open, and then the heads and faces were smashed on people...... It's a great place to hide things.

“...... Are you or me?" he asked Stallbel.

He really couldn't imagine the "Master Mage" pouting on the mast with a serious face.

He had to raise his voice staccato and barely beat the wind and rain. The mage's voice could hear his ears clearly.

"I'll do it. Stobel replied.

He certainly didn't like to climb masts—he hadn't climbed them in his life, and he never thought he'd need to do it one day. In order to maintain his invisibility, he also can't cast spells to float up himself...... But Gavin couldn't use the compass, and there didn't seem to be much to hide on the mast, but if it was just a small gem or something......

He felt that he was a little more hopeful on his own.

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The wait was so long that Gavin was uneasy. He began to feel as if he was missing something very important...... The first time he looked up, he saw a sudden red light—a tiny one, but extremely bright in the dark.

In the next moment, a dull thunder seemed to fall from the sky, and a blinding white light burst from the top of the mast, and the rain shot out like arrows in the ensuing impact.

The skin felt as if it had been pierced, and a tremendous force rushed in, and there was no way to avoid it. Gavin breathed heavily, instinctively tensing his muscles - if he hadn't been careful with his constant grip on the cable, he would have been bounced into the sea.

Stobel, who had suffered the shock at the nearest distance, was in greater danger. At the top of the mast, a black shadow was thrown far away, and like a stone thrown by a catapult, it hurried towards the craggy volcanic rock on the cliff.

But after all, he was a disciple of the "Great Stone Shaper".

A giant hand made of condensed sea water rose from the waves and caught the mage...... But in the next moment, it collapsed.

The mage crashes to the surface. Gavin swallowed the unspoken compliment, cursed lowly, staggered toward the railing, and jumped into the sea before the pirates, startled by the explosion and white light, poured out of the cabin.

The icy water dispelled the dizziness of the impact. But above him, countless fires lit up little by little in the dark night. He subconsciously wanted to swim into the shadows, but after a short hesitation, he still swam to the place where the mage had fallen into the water.

They were a little lucky—the water was chaotic and muddy, and in the light of the fire, the undulating boats were imprinting strange black shadows in the water, but Gavin still found the unconscious mage in time and dragged it out of the water.

But he had barely caught his breath when several long arrows came at him.

There were many pirates, and even though the wind was still howling wildly, the rain had already subsided. Lit torches lit up the bay, and overhead was filled with the screams of pirates, whose stealth skills had apparently failed...... It seems that there is nowhere to run.

Gavin could only dive again, but not for long. The mage, who had one breath left, did not choke on the sea as he had hoped...... There's a good chance you'll be drowned.

Fortunately, the wind was strong enough. Most of the arrows were not aimed at the target at all, and even if they fell on him, they were a little weak. The warriors no longer tried to dodge, but simply struggled to swim to the left.

There was a secret passage above the cliff that led to the top, if he could make it there......

He heard a roar...... In a trance, it was like a hallucination.

But the sound pierced through the wind and rain and the pirates' shouts and curses, and fell like thunder, smashing intense fear into the depths of everyone's soul.

The body freezes uncontrollably. Gavin wanted to curse and laugh as he sank into the water, and when he broke free from his fear and resurfaced, plucked out of the water by a long, powerful tail, he made a decision - at least for now, laughter was a more appropriate expression.

He raised his head with emotion. The ice dragon's silver-white body was larger than he remembered, but it was extremely flexible. It swept past the tree-like masts that swayed in the wind, and the rain and waves condensed in its wake into large and small blocks of ice that fell on the pirates' heads.

But a scream sounded pleasant, but the ice dragon didn't try to destroy every ship. It rushed to the exit without stopping, to the rough sea under the wind and rain.

As it lowered its body and sprinted downward, Gavin could finally see a small sailboat deftly weaving through the undulating waves, almost in circles.

When he fell from mid-air to the deck, the warrior had a black face and was ready to be thrown half to death. He knew that he couldn't expect a one-stop service that was attentive, attentive and considerate......

The body was wrapped up again, and then gently placed on the deck.

The boat was tossed up and down by the waves, and Gavin still rolled a few laps to stabilize his body with the help of the sailors, but he was already surprised enough.

The ice dragon hovered over the ship, but did not fall. Gavin sat up with a full stomach full of questions, and someone around him had already helped Stallbel, who was still unconscious.

A man bent down and held out his hand to him.

"Welcome to the Unicorn!" he said, "I'm Captain Bertram...... Fortunately!"

The night and the wind and rain blurred his countenance, but his shouting voice sounded genuinely happy and heartwarming.

“...... Clay Gavin. The warrior grabbed his hand and stood up with strength.

"I know. Bertram's white teeth stood out in the darkness, "I know you. ”

In fact, Gavin had also heard of the Unicorn. He looked up at the ice dragon that was still flying around in circles, and quietly observed the people around him, still having many questions in his mind.

For example, why do most people still look eagerly at the place they just fled, and it doesn't look like nervousness or fear...... It's more like anticipation.

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