Debb Stre woke up without opening his eyes. He slumped limply, listening intently to the movement around him.

The air was dreary, there was footsteps coming and going overhead, and the ground swayed...... And, no matter how much he tried, the magic power didn't respond.

He cursed to himself, knowing that he was still trapped on the Unicorn, but he didn't have too much to worry about.

When he opened his eyes, he thought it would be Bertram, but in the dimly lit cabin, sitting across from him was a middle-aged man dressed like a merchant with a staff in his hand.

The muscles in the corners of Strey's eyes jumped uncontrollably.

The other party may not know him, but he can't not know Nick Stobel, the last disciple of the Stone Shaper...... A guy whose luck exceeds strength.

In the Archmage Tower, their status is very different. Stobel was on top from the moment he entered the tower, but he had to climb up with all his might and by any means necessary—even though he was far more talented than Stobel, he had far less resources than the other side.

The jealousy that welled up from the depths of memory did not abate in the slightest. He stared at the other with a gloomy face, at least at this moment, as a "captive", he did not need to hide his emotions.

"Where's River Singhal?"

Stobel spoke bluntly.

Stre sneered: "How do I know?"

"Who else but you can silently rob a heavily guarded merchant in the waters between Rainbowbend Island and Neo?"

Stray grinned, "Thanks for the compliment." ”

But Stobel's next sentence made this layer of smirk freeze on his face:

"But you should also understand that just because the Archmage Tower allows you to dive into the black sails, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. ”

The heart beat sharply a few times. Stre stared at the other man, shocked.

Stormel was in a privileged position in the Archmage Tower because of his special status, but he was not at the center of power - he was feared and ostracized, and there were many things that he should not have known about.

But perhaps...... After all, he was a disciple of the Stone Shaper. He always has his own power.

Stray moved his stiff body. He adjusted his sitting posture and adjusted the expression on his face, hiding that layer of real hatred under the floating humility.

"But I had to obey orders. He said, "What Nine Toes wants, how can I not give it to him." ”

"You can at least tell the Archmage Tower. ”

"I've already sent out the message,......" Strey deliberately looked surprised, "didn't you receive it?"

Stobel looked at him with a blank look in his eyes, and simply asked, "Really?"

Those two words slammed unusually Strray's heart. His eyes were dark, and for a moment he could not breathe at all, and as he struggled out of his near-death despair like a drowning man, he was panting in a cold sweat, and the first contempt was gone.

This is a lucky guy...... But now his power is far above him.

"I ...... It's not too late yet. He breathed heavily, "Nine Toes doesn't trust me that much, and I have to be extra careful. ”

"You really should be extra careful. Stobel looked him straight and said softly, "Now, let me ask you one more time - where's River Singhal?"

.

Stobel pushed the door open, looking far less calm than he had been in the cabin to Stray.

He doesn't hide his irritation and frustration - there's nothing to be gained in putting an unfathomable face on Ed Singh's face.

"It's him. He walked over to Bertram and Ed, on the other side of the deck, and told them, "They hide people at the Gate of the Storm. ”

Bertram raised an eyebrow: "...... Isn't that the territory of the Archmage's Tower?"

"Not really. Stormel subconsciously explained, "We locked it down just because it was too dangerous......"

As a result, it has become a pirate's lair.

The mage closed his lips in a frustration—it was better not to explain.

Bertram pulled out the map, spread it out on the wooden box, and quickly found their location.

"It's not far. He said, swiping his finger west, landing on a large reef scattered in the sea, "and there is a coral reef...... It's similar to the small island just now, but there are more, so many that it is almost connected into a labyrinth, and most of it will be hidden under the sea at high tide, and if you are not careful, the ship will be destroyed and people will die, so it is also called the Broken Bone Beach......"

"It's more than that. Stobel had to add, "There's a crack there...... A gap to an otherworld. In that kind of place, 'casting spells' is a rather dangerous thing in itself, and you have no idea what the outcome will be. ”

“...... Another one?" muttered Ed.

How the world leaks like a sieve!

Stobel couldn't help but glance at him - how many more do you know?!

Bertram scratched his face. This was an unexpected nuisance. He now has two mages and a sage, and his bold plans are mostly based on this great power, but if it does, it will become unreliable......

"It doesn't matter. Ed said, "Just plug it up." ”

Stobel couldn't help but look at him again - you're saying it simply!

Even Bertram couldn't help asking, "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" replied to him, Terry, who was finally no longer blushing but still had sparkling eyes. Even if he is angrily ripped open again and again by Gischel, he will still stick back to Ed again and again.

"So be it!" Bertram quickly decided, "Jancy! turn to ......"

"Wait!" Stormbell had a headache - how could these freewheeling guys make such a decision so easily?

"I can vouch for that Strey is not lying. "But what he knows isn't necessarily true...... Besides, we don't know what is going on at the Gate of the Storm. Not to mention, in such weather, even at night, they can find out from afar if such a boat sails by, right?"

Ed nodded in agreement. He agreed to Bertram's risky plan because Bertram told him, "Nine Toes never keeps hostages." "If he really waited for the appointed day, even if River could come back alive, his soul would be shattered.

The sorrow in the eyes of Bertram and his companions...... and Stobel's silence, which made him understand that it was not alarmist - he could not waste a little more time.

But that doesn't mean that the people who dragged this boat should be sent to their deaths...... Even if almost all the people on the ship have a grudge against Black Sail, they are not afraid of death.

"Actually, foggy...... It's not that hard. He said, "How much fog do you want?—— will it affect the Unicorn?"

Bertram waved his hand and laughed.

"No, no. "The weather couldn't have been better." ”