The thunder was faint, and the blue-white lightning rolled behind the clouds, and the light fell on the faces of the sailors through the dark clouds, revealing an eerie whiteness.

For a moment, Gavin had a delusion. I feel that there are no living people on this boat, but just a group of ghosts who linger because of some obsession.

He remembered the legends about the Unicorn, and sympathy and uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

When he was brought into the captain's room, he tentatively spoke: "...... I don't think they're going to chase it out. The Dragonbone is not here, chasing a dragon in this weather...... Even Black Sail should be a little self-aware. ”

“...... Is it?" Bertram was silent for a moment, then spoke again with undisguised disappointment, "I think so. ”

He was very unwilling, but he could only accept it. Others turned their disappointment into anger.

"So, we'll just have to wait for the next 'opportunity', right?"

In the captain's cabin, a burly sailor spoke gloomily.

That's pure venting, and therefore doesn't need to be answered.

The sailor threw down Stobel, which was on his shoulder, and turned away with heavy steps.

Bertram sighed as the door was slammed shut, walked over and fastened the door that was immediately blown open by the wind, and turned back to Gavin with an awkward smile.

“...... You can't hold it down for too long. Gichel half-knelt down to check on the mage's condition, and at the same time did not forget to throw the captain a mocking sneer, "I warned you a long time ago, recruit some sailors who have a grudge against the black sails, and sooner or later something will go wrong." ”

"Then you tell me, who else can I recruit other than 'sailors who have a vendetta against Black Sails'?" Bertram spread his hands helplessly, "We're quite famous now." ”

A ship owned by a group of adventurers who offended Black Sails...... There are not many ordinary sailors who have the guts to get on board.

“...... IMHO. Gavin said with some curiosity, "Even if the pirates do chase it out...... Are you going to defeat them with a dragon and a boat?"

Bertram scratched his head, but didn't hide it: "Actually, we just got some dwarf gadgets that they used to open their mines. If you can throw it on the pirates' ships, it should be enough to blow them to pieces. ”

He was just as eager to see it...... See those black sails turn to ashes in the flames. For countless nights, the lost companion would appear in his dreams, saying nothing but looking at him in silence, as if to remind him not to forget.

His hatred and anger are no less than anyone's.

He kept an eye on the pirates by all means, thinking that his plan would work. This time Blacksails' hideout is the perfect place for revenge, the confined spaces will make the explosion even more powerful, and crumbling rocks will rain down on every ship. With the help of a dragon, they don't even have to risk rushing into the pirate ship to destroy their enemies in the same way as they almost doom......

He was so eager that he almost avoided forgetting something...... And it was the dragon that reminded him.

"Iss said we can't do that. "First of all, we can't be sure if Riversinger's soul is hidden in one of these boats," he said. Also, it's a volcanic island. The impact of the explosion may cause the volcano to erupt, and the people on the island may not be able to escape. ”

“...... Is?" Garvin was incredulous, "The dragon, I know it's not 'evil' or anything, but ......"

"It's hard to imagine him being kinder than most humans, is it?" Bertram laughed self-deprecatingly, "Honestly, even I don't really care if those people live or die, after all, most of them aren't good people...... But Iss is right, there are always some who don't deserve to die. ”

Gavin fell silent, and suddenly remembered that he should be grateful for the dragon's unexpected "kindness", otherwise he and Stobel, as well as his companions on the island, would have been crushed along with the pirates.

"You ......," Bertram's gaze flicked over him and Stobel, "to find River?"

Gavin nodded, reciprocating the other party's frankness with honesty: "The news that Ed gave us last night...... He also gave the mage a magic compass. ”

“...... Did you find it?"

"I don't know. Gavin smiled wryly, "He touched a trap and fell into the sea......"

They looked at the still unconscious mage at the same time, and couldn't tell them the answer.

"The white light?" Bertram grinned, "maybe you should be thankful for that 'trap'. Isis saw the light and decided to go and take a look. ”

Perhaps even he should be grateful for the trap, otherwise Iss would have thrown the sailors into the sea who were so angry that he dared to roar at him, and the conflict he had been holding down for so long would inevitably erupt.

"The most he's got on his body is a little bit of skin scraped off. Gichel frowned and stood up from Storbel's side, "Probably by some kind of magic...... It's Terry's job. ”

The little mage who came in a hurry looked tired, his soft hair was drenched by the rain and clung to his scalp, and his pale face was even more freckled, looking small and pitiful, not at all reliable, but he reached out and shook it above Stallbel's forehead and concluded: "Mental attack." ”

“...... So he's going to be like Riversinger?" asked Bertram.

"It's not that serious, it's just a temporary loss of consciousness, he's a mage after all. Terry wiped the water from his face and sat on the floor, looking left and right with a wilt, "So what's going on?"

Bertram looked at the little mage's blue face, and the guilt of being hardened by him and stuffed in a corner finally welled up. Diving into the deep sea to bring Is, and maintaining the ship's circle, Terry is clearly exhausted, but still struggling to hold on like the last time.

The last time he fell ill and nearly lost his life, they were so dead and wounded that they were chased by Black Sail and had no choice but to rely on Terry's magic to escape...... This time, he had a choice.

"You can go and sleep for a while......," he said.

The clasped door was pushed open, and the broken deadbolt made a miserable crunch. Eth, who had returned to his human form, stood by the door, his face as ugly as Terry's.

"Can your circle still activate?" he asked Terry bluntly.

“...... Yes. The little mage replied with a frown, "But it won't last long." ”

Eth nodded, turning his gaze to Bertram.

"Get out of here as soon as possible. "The farther away from that island, the better." ”

Bertram was stunned and blurted out, "...... Black Sails are coming?"

The muscles in the corners of Is's eyes twitched, and for a moment Bertram felt that he would turn back into the grumpy young man, unceremoniously sneering at him......

"Something is wrong. Isis spoke calmly, "Come out and see for yourself." ”