Terry crossed his back and gasped.

He didn't feel like Iss was gone. He could feel the surging power on the other side of the ice wall, as deep and wide as the sea...... It is as furious and restless as the sea.

So he didn't dare teleport himself directly to the other side - the power would tear him apart, before Iss recognized him...... Besides, he may not be able to recognize him in an instant, he is not Ed after all.

He didn't dare to break through the ice wall directly, God knows what the consequences would be.

But he had to get a response. This was the task Ed had given him—in fact, the news from Ed last night. He asks for the Unicorn's help, as he may have inadvertently revealed where Isis is...... He must warn him of possible dangers.

Black Sail won't let Iss go, and it's hard to predict what role the Archmage Tower will play.

There weren't many people that Ed could trust, and even fewer who could turn to in such situations. Terry has to admit that he has a little pride...... But that little pride has turned into full frustration at this point.

"I can get you back to the ship first. He gestured to Bombo.

- You can't help anyway.

Of course, there is no need to say it to hit the little partner.

Bangbu's face was as white as a ghost, but he still straightened his chest and shook his head in refusal.

Useless companionship is also a strength. Terry turned his attention back to the ice wall - what the hell was he going to do to get Isli to give him a break?...... Did he die of sleep?!

After a few moments, Bumbu tugged at his sleeve again.

"I might have a solution. He said, "Do you know what voice Gischel hates the most?"

Terry was stunned, his eyes lit up.

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The thick walls of ice were harder than rock, and the sound of jagged metal scraping against them was indeed like scraping glass.

Back and forth, squeaky and clucking, the sound could drive people crazy — Gichel would go crazy every time he heard it, anyway. Even through the water, Terry felt a little tooth sore. The sound amplified by the spell should be able to penetrate the ice wall and reach Is's ears...... He didn't believe he could sleep like this!

When his arm began to sore, he summoned the water spirit, and let the transparent little creature continue to scratch the glass tirelessly and persistently in his place.

"It's a sound that can give even fish nightmares. Bangbu grimaced. It was his idea, but he couldn't stand it anymore. He felt some monster scratching his skull with its claws.

Terry chuckled, spitting bubbles like a fish.

Then he felt a slight tremor, and before he could react, the wall of ice in front of him suddenly collapsed.

Ice turned into water in an instant. The sea carried the two people caught off guard and rushed straight into the hollow behind the ice wall. Even through the defense that could resist the strong water pressure, the immense force knocked Terry's brain into a daze, and his body involuntarily churned with the water like a broken piece of wood.

He panicked. He didn't have time to catch Bangbu. He has the ability to protect himself, but Bombo doesn't......

The black reef is coming. Before being smashed against the reef by the current, Terry waved his hand to create a large bubble as a buffer...... But it didn't work.

Something was wrapped around his waist and strangled him to almost throw up his dinner. The flow of water into the hollow slowed down, and he looked down at the tip of his shiny white tail around his waist, and silently turned his head.

The ice dragon floats leisurely in the water. A huge, blurry mass of white, with only a pair of golden eyes glowing with fire, not irritated or cold...... On the contrary, with the cunning and smugness of the success of the prank, and the weakness of a little overplay.

Terry didn't know if it was good or bad - the only living ice dragon in the world, after hiding himself and not knowing what he had done...... Instead, it looks more like a human.

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It was dark, and the wind was noticeably stronger. It is not affected when it is deep enough on the seabed, but it is difficult to see what is happening on the surface.

The churning waves rolled up the foam, and it looked like dark clouds swept up by a strong wind. Bertram looked down and rubbed his neck, feeling a little unpleasant.

Terry and Bumbu haven't returned yet, and they've been here for too long.

Now that the wind is blowing, the pirates probably won't be back here, at least tonight...... Even if they are familiar with the terrain, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not crash into the reef.

But if Black Sail doesn't come, Is's is safe, but their plan will be even more difficult to succeed.

"Bertram!"

As he scratched his head, Gichel called out to him, pointing to the top of his head.

A shadow drifted by, rising and falling with the waves.

“...... Black Sails!"

The sound of the stone unconsciously muffled floated down from the top of the mast. Even after diving to the bottom of the sea, he still squatted on the lookout and naturally saw it more clearly than the others.

Bertram squinted and counted, unable to tell if he was relieved or heavi.

Five boats, less than a fifth of all the ships of the Black Sails...... There was no oversized shadow of the Dragonbone.

Either Nine Toes wasn't so inevitable for Is, or, as Ed had guessed, he would concentrate all the mages attached to Black Sail on these five boats. After all, the power of magic is always more useful against a dragon.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think about whether he could sink these five ships if he attacked by surprise...... But he quickly shook his head at himself. He was anxious for revenge, like everyone on this boat, but not so that he would get dizzy. Even if he could destroy all the pirate ships, as long as the Nine Toes were still there, and the Dragonbone was still there, the cloud-like black sails would be raised again.

"Thuran!" he shouted, "inform Terry." ”

And before Terry and the others returned, he had to find a way to hold the ships as long as possible, and preferably not be discovered.

Really...... Every day is full of challenges.

He rolled up his sleeves and thought helplessly. And a bit of a strange sense of satisfaction. Although I'm sorry for the mother...... and Behring, but he really prefers to live like this now.

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The sky was full of dark clouds, and there was no longer a single starlight, but the sea was lit up with a dazzling light.

Mage Trem stood at the bow of the ship, his face dark, the brilliant gem at the tip of his staff illuminating the sea in front of him like a lighthouse, but not the clouds in his eyes.

He didn't think he should move forward in this weather, but the other mages, most of them, couldn't wait to catch the dragon.

Not only for the sake of the Nine Toes, but also for themselves. The blood and scales left on the Dragonbone when the dragon had been injured the last time were carefully collected, and the effect of the spell on them was like a poppy that they easily forgot about Deb Strray, who was nowhere to be found.

A bunch of rat-eyed, greedy and stupid rats.

He frowned. The glow of magic fell on a broken ship that had been stranded for a long time and was about to rot. The boat had been stuck between the reefs, presumably smashed out by the waves, and now it happened to be stuck in the only way into the depths of the Gate of the Furious Winds.

The corners of the mage's mouth twitched, and he wanted to smile and mutter:

“...... Awesome. ”