In the darkness, accompanied by a slight tingling, the ring on Terry's right index finger flashed a bright red light, extremely brief, but already eye-catching.

“...... They're coming. Terry gestured quickly, "Black Sails." ”

The ice dragon's eyesight was good, and he didn't have to worry about it not seeing...... He was only worried that it would pretend not to see.

A tight waist. The ice dragon's long tail pushed him out of the burrow, which had been filled with water, and in its front paws, Bang Bu waved his hands in glee, strings of bubbles coming out of his lips—he laughed uncontrollably.

Today's "Deep Sea Dragon Hunting" is obviously enough for him to blow for a long time, until everyone gets tired of hearing it.

Terry struggled with how to convince the Ice Dragon to leave instead of fighting. With his shallow knowledge of Is, he also knew that it would not be easy.

But he didn't have time to "say" anything. After leaving the cave, the ice dragon replaced him with his right claw, turned around and sealed the cave again with a thick wall of ice. The thin tip of the tail slashed a strange rune, which flickered slightly on the ice surface and merged into it, disappearing.

Terry was a little confused, and it wasn't until the ice dragon flicked its long tail and quickly moved away with its wings as its fins that he reacted violently, but he was still a little incredulous.

It sets a trap...... It tricks visitors into believing that it is hiding behind an ice wall, but does not seem to intend to see the results, or stay and ambush the enemy.

Don't need him to convince you?

The little mage folded his arms in disbelief and pondered - was it really "that" dragon they had found? If it weren't for the fact that "no one can turn into a dragon", he couldn't help but throw a few dissolving spells at the dragon whose personality had suddenly changed.

Back on the Unicorn, he was still thinking about it, and his expression was very serious. It's a pity that he was born with a face that looks like he is forever careless and confused, and the little freckles are even worse...... No one noticed the tangle in his heart.

"We're bringing him back!"

As soon as he was able to speak, Bomb couldn't wait to scream, puffing out his chest triumphantly, as if it were all his work.

The ice dragon stayed outside the huge bubble that contained the Unicorn, transforming back into a young human in the amazed, even somewhat frightened eyes of the sailors.

He floated in the water, his slightly long blonde hair gently spreading out, and his expression was slightly curious. In the hazy light, he looked like a fairy in the sea, innocent and harmless.

Then he stepped into the bubble, stepped onto the deck, and smiled at Bertram.

Flattered by this unexpected friendliness, Bertram was a little at a loss for a moment, except for a subconscious smile in return—he was ready to be cheeky and greet with a face-wrenching "I'm not happy anyway" or "stupid humans are far away from me" with a passion that melts everything...... What the hell happened to this dragon? Did he have a broken brain?

Ignoring the changing look on his face, Isis reached out and pointed above his head.

"Is this a spell you cast?" he asked Terry, "Interesting...... But it's about to run out. ”

The top of the mast has submerged into the sea, and the stones, which have lost their shelter, are climbing down.

"Ah......h

Terry screamed, pulled up his robes and slipped into the cabin, his circle in the cabin on the ground floor.

“...... How much longer?" asked Bertram, chasing after him.

"Full speed!" replied Terry, "half a nautical mile!"

Bertram breathed a sigh of relief. A storm was approaching, and the darkness of the sea was enough distance to keep them out of sight of the pirates.

But it's always inevitable that people are not greedy – and in this kind of weather, it's much easier to sail under the surface than in a storm, isn't it?

"Can you ......," he said, looking at Iss hopefully.

"No, you can't. Before he could finish speaking, Iss guessed his intentions and refused very dryly, "The way we cast spells is completely different. ”

Bertram rubbed his chin and laughed dryly.

Is's next sentence made him unable to laugh again.

"Did Ed do anything stupid again?...... Where is he?"

His tone and expression were calm, but Bertram seemed to see again the Is, who was always raising his eyebrows impatiently even when he had become a five-year-old kid, looking at everyone with the eyes of "trying to endure stupid and waste".

- Very well, yes, it's the dragon.

Bertram silently confirmed in his heart.

"I don't know. "But I know how to help him." ”

Hopefully, the dragon will at least have the patience to listen to him.

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To the south from the Gate of the Wind, west of Rainbow Bend Island, Mount Netuva rises lonely above the waves. Its gray-black shadow was blurred in the night, but there was a faint red light on the top of the mountain, burning the rushing clouds like dark fire.

It's an active volcano, and no one knows when it will erupt, roaring and scorching lava across the island, or simply collapse and cease to exist. But the island is still inhabited. The humble docks, even in a stormy time like tonight, are barely as lively as Rainbow Bend Island – twice as chaotic.

One of the attractions of this volcanic island is "danger", and it is a small place outside the law. Sailors can find any entertainment they want here, even those that aren't allowed to appear in Neo City and Rainbow Bend Island. The swagger that passes you by may be a vicious criminal, the drunkard thrown into a pigsty may be a hero who has saved the world, a random dice thrown in a crooked wooden house, and the bet may be a beer or a human life. All kinds of desires and desires are intertwined into a gray vortex, and those who are trapped in them will unconsciously throw off all restraints and expose the darkest parts of the soul to others.

When the light comes, if you can leave, everything last night will be just a blurry dream—a dream worth revisiting, or a nightmare that will haunt you for a lifetime.

"Miya", as the sailors called it.

The city of Neo acquiesced in its existence, and pirates never raided it. In a situation where it could be destroyed at any time, it has existed for decades.

"It may be a cancer...... But at least long in inconsequential locations. If it is removed, who knows where the next tumor will come from. ”

Stobel had heard such a statement from a councillor in Neo City. He had also heard that the owner behind this place was probably the president of a certain chamber of commerce...... Or Nine Toes, the leader of the Black Sails.

In either case, it would have been easy for pirates who had to leave the Gate of the Winds to hide here - even if they had the audacity to raise the black sails on the ship, not many people here would care.

The mage sighed silently and clenched the compass in his hand. It brought him here...... Hopefully, it will also guide him smoothly and find his purpose in the midst of this chaos.