Hu Suo, the owner of Rainbow Bend Island, was not yet forty years old, of medium build, muscular, and had a square face that was unusually serious when he was not smiling, but when he smiled like the sunshine on the island. Her black hair, which had begun to turn gray, was braided into many thin braids, adorned with colored glass beads, neatly tied back of her head. Such a decoration is too fancy for a man who is almost middle-aged, but on this island full of bright colors, it is very harmonious.

He had a loud voice, and when he spoke like a dwarf, with a vibration from his chest, a deep trill. Unlike the Queen, who seems to be cordial but always has a certain sense of detachment, the de facto ruler of the island is cheerful and tactful, able to converse with guests from any place and in any capacity, so that those who come with different purposes, at least here and now, live in harmony and affection like family.

The atmosphere of the banquet was warm and harmonious. The barbarians like to gather around a huge bonfire, but here, many large and small bonfires are lit in the cleared field, which seem to bloom in the night. People can get together individually or walk around freely between campfires. They would light a scented branch on a bonfire and bring it to another as if to deliver a blessing. Everyone had a smile on their faces, as if what happened last night was not a disaster at all.

But outside the crowd, there were warriors who walked back and forth in silence in the darkness - even if Black Sail was unlikely to go and return, they did not let their guard down.

Ed sat on a soft blanket and looked around curiously. He liked the atmosphere, but was slightly uncomfortable. Last night's casualties were not few, but they were not without ...... There was no sadness in this way, and he was still somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Not far away, a group of Brie people were singing, their voices rising and falling, repeating themselves like waves crashing against rocks.

"They are inviting friends and loved ones who died last night to share the joy and wine of tonight. Bertram told him, "It seemed to them that the men were not gone. They are still here, in the wind, in the sea, in the blooming flowers...... In the rainbow. ”

Ed was thoughtful.

“...... I've heard that they also believe in God. He said.

"Ah, yes. Bertram smiled, "But they see the fate of souls more like barbarians. They are grateful for everything that the gods have given them, just as they are grateful for everything this world has given them, like they are grateful to their parents...... But when they grow up, they leave their parents and sail to sea, they are independent and free, and they survive on their own. When they die, their souls are just as free—more free. They can go to the end of the sea with the wind, or they can stay on Rainbow Bend Island, stay with their loved ones, maybe they will gradually disappear, or they may change into another form. After tonight, they will cremate the bodies of their loved ones and scatter the ashes into the sea, indicating that one journey has ended and another is beginning...... They will grieve for loss, but they will not fear for death. Tonight's feast is also to tell the deceased not to be entangled by the anger and hatred of the previous journey, that the living will avenge them and take care of their loved ones left behind, and that they can leave briskly and go wherever they want. ”

“...... That's nice. Ed was amazed.

"Yes," Bertram held up his pouch to him, as if it were his people who were being praised, "that's good." ”

There are not enough wine glasses, and people bring all kinds of things to hold wine. Roll up the wide leaves, pick up a piece of wood and chisel it, and chop the hollow plant......

Ed even saw someone put wine in their boots...... Those boots must have not been worn, right?!

He drank very little tonight. The wine that Lin Mi gave him was actually not as good as the little boy who stuffed him last night, and it seemed to be stronger. He didn't want to waste her heart, but he really didn't want to get drunk for another night.

But when he walked around and finally turned to the island owner in front of him and toasted him with a smile, he was still a little dizzy.

"Thank you for being here last night—we have another good story to tell!" Husso grinned at Ed, holding up his glass made of some animal bones, and grinning at Ed, "Don't worry about drinking too much, friend, our wine is strong, but it won't hurt you to wake up at all...... You should have seen it last night!"

He didn't show too much gratitude to Ed for his help, but made it much easier for Ed.

He took a big sip of wine, and even though he almost choked on his trachea, he still laughed merrily.

"What about your friends?" said Huso, looking left and right.

Ed shrugged - he didn't know either.

Isis was dragged away by Jancy and hadn't been back for a while. Ed could sense that his Ice Dragon friend was much more at home on the island than in the crowds of other places—perhaps because the Brie treated him so much more kindly and naturally than the rest of the world, as if he weren't another "evil" race at all, but one of them. Even having seen him for what he is and his great power, there is no fear or rejection, or excessive awe.

"I've heard that dragons don't get drunk, is that true?" Husso looked a little regretful.

"Do you want someone to fight again?" Bertram laughed a little silly, "that dragon's stomach is bigger than your whole body." ”

"It's not the stomach that drinks alcohol!" Husso patted his chest, "It's the passion in the blood - and he's an ice dragon, isn't he?"

Ed thought about it before realizing it was a bad joke...... It's really cold.

"He's actually going to get drunk, too. He grinned, and his face suddenly froze. He remembered the last time Iss was drunk...... That's hard to look back on.

Huso glanced at him and naturally changed the subject.

"That's ...... Does the queen give you wine?" he tilted his head with interest as he stared at the wine bag in Ed's hand.

Ed saw some kind of longing in his eyes, hesitated, and handed the sac over. He'd seen a lot of Brie exchanging drinks with each other, so it shouldn't be rude?

Hu Suo was stunned for a moment before taking the wine bag, but his expression was a little subtle after drinking it.

"Craftsmanship...... It's not good. He said.

Ed had to laugh.

Although "not very good", Husso took another sip before returning the sac to him. There was something strange in his expression...... It's like nostalgia, and it's like melancholy.

"This is what Lin Mi gave you, right?" he asked.

Under Ed's puzzled gaze, Husuo hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Lin Mi...... It's my daughter. ”