Airship outings.

On this day, the residents of York City had another conversation after dinner, the fat fish flying in the sky.

That's right, it's still Graves' preferred fish livery.

The airship was much slower than the carriage, and it fluttered until the sun went down before it flew over the camp. But on top of the airship, everyone took the opportunity to take a closer look at the landforms around Crescent Lake.

The Crescent Moon Lake branched off like a branch on the east-west Leichardt River to the south, creating a crescent-like narrow lake. Both sides of the lake are high mountain cliffs, like a lake that has been cut out of the high mountains near the river.

The lake connected to the Leichardt River and the Crescent Moon Lake is only more than two miles wide, and is stuck by high mountains on three sides, but the water is still flat and flat.

The camp was at the southernmost end of Lake Crescent, where the mountains were slightly gentle, and a semicircle was made to lock the lake between the two mountains.

It is said that although the widest part of the crescent moon lake is only more than ten miles, and it is only more than a hundred miles to walk along the lake, the lake is extremely deep, and there have been extraordinary people who have tried to dive in the middle of the lake, but the water at the bottom of the lake is too cold and the water pressure is too great to go deep.

The fish-shaped airship floated leisurely against the setting sun on the lake, attracting the young men and women who participated in the spring hunt to turn their business in hand and run out of the tent to watch the strange flying object.

Compared to the first time the Sioux people saw the airship, they seemed very calm, only envy and surprise in their eyes.

Seeing the blue emblem of his tent in the air, Graves took control of the airship and flew towards the open space next to the tent, intending to land there.

So many people knew that it was the airship of the West family, and even faster, Marianne's suitors quickly rushed to the airship to greet their admirers.

Marianne put away her usual giggling appearance, and instantly changed her face to be a "business smile" by Fat Orange, and greeted the people who gathered around her one by one.

"It's been a long time since I've been back from Medis in January, and I've been spending most of this year in Yorktown. Oh, your exhibition, I'm going to go back!"

"You're Centurion Russell, and yes, Mrs. Grant and I mentioned you, but she didn't say you had such a handsome beard. Hee-hee......"

"Mark, hahaha, I'm really not used to seeing you without Vento by your side, you used to be inseparable. Yes, I know he's sick. What? You haven't played together this year, have you all been in Medis last year, and we've all grown up and had our own things. ”

"Mr. Raft, you have to go back and tell your father why the price of gas for my factory is only 200 livres lower than the municipal price? Am I not the big customer of your gas factory? Aren't we friends? Your friends need support......

“......”

It was only with great difficulty that everyone managed to find a way out of the siege and interception and returned to the tent where dinner had been prepared long ago.

On the eve of the spring hunt, there was no dinner party, no bonfire ball, which was supposed to be a time to recuperate, but it couldn't bear the constant number of people coming to visit the West siblings.

The visitors at this time were different from the hot suitors under the airship, and they were all elders and younger juniors who came to know the West siblings, and most of them brought one or two delicate young girls. The bold girls would take the initiative to talk to Graves when the elders were greeting Marianne, but unfortunately most of them didn't understand machinery and formations, and they weren't even familiar with alchemy, so they soon had nothing to say to Graves. On the contrary, the shy girl sat quietly, peeking at the handsome Graves from time to time, but it didn't look so embarrassing.

It was like a lot of people coming and going, tossing and turning until twelve o'clock in the evening, and Jacques and the others had already seen the situation and ran to their respective small tents, leaving the West siblings to deal with the visitors.

This night is special, and tomorrow, the elders and guards of each family will move to the small camp next to it, leaving the spring hunting camp for the young people, and the management of the camp will also be taken over by the security guards of the organizer to prevent anyone from getting involved.

At night, Fat Orange eavesdrops in the camp according to the old rules, and explores around the camp.

The soft paws landed lightly on the grass, and Fat Orange climbed the hillside up the cliff by the lake and jumped onto a protruding stone.

The stone was propped up on the edge of the cliff, half of it was suspended in the air, but it still hung there safely, and judging by the moss on the stone, it had stubbornly stayed on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

Uncle Fat Orange squatted on the edge of the stone, looked down, dozens of meters below was the calm lake, even on such a breezy day, there were no ripples on the surface of the lake.

Quiet, the word that sums up Crescent Moon Lake.

The fat orange squatting on the stone turned out to be a little sleepy again, different from the usual fake sleep, this time the fat orange uncle really fell asleep after closing his eyes.

It also rolled over in its sleep, but fortunately it didn't fall.

Curled up in a ball, his face buried between his four white paws, his tail over his eyes.

In this way, it was not until the early morning sun shone that Fat Tangerine woke up leisurely, stretched his waist, turned his head to look back at the lake, and slowly walked down the hillside.

After a brief packing, the hunting party set off in twos and threes.

Marianne paid Gravesto to Jacques and Fabian, completely ignoring that Graves was actually two years older than both of them, and who called him so weak.

This time Graves carried a musket in addition to a bow and arrows, which he was already familiar with. Another musket was hanging from Fabian's saddle.

Fabian later wasted expensive bullets many times to practice using the musket, but fortunately, apart from the poor performance on the first day, his shooting talent was soon revealed, and the accuracy of the musket had reached eight or nine.

However, bows and arrows are still a must, and the sound of musket explosions will alarm nearby prey. It's just that Jacques has never been accustomed to using bows and arrows, so he only hangs two crossbows on his horse as an emergency.

According to Jacques's idea, he only needs to deal with the strange beasts that rushed to the three of them, and if they can be solved remotely, let Fabian deal with them, which is called doing their own duties.

The trio, the cats and the four horses walked north along the west shore of the lake, and they decided to try their luck as far away from the noisy south shore as possible and go to the wooded area that was inaccessible, and try their luck on the first day to help Graves win the jackpot.

After traveling more than twenty miles, Jacques thought he could try his luck in the mountain on the right, so he left the road and entered the wooded area, tied the four horses to the bushes at the edge of the forest, and they went up the hill on foot.

In fact, the heavy responsibility of finding prey is placed on Fat Orange's body, as long as Jacques and the others take Fat Orange to the forest, the strange beasts within two or three miles of the vicinity can be sensed by Fat Orange. Ordinary beast Jacques couldn't look down on it at all, only powerful beasts were his hunting targets.

The warm spring sun could hardly penetrate the dense woods, and although it was already noon, the three of them not only did not find their prey, but also felt a little cold.

Approaching the lake, Jacques decided to turn north, and just over a mile away, Fat Orange spotted his target.

Jacques was immediately shaken, and Fabian and Fabian walked lightly in front, leaving Graves with Fat Orange in his arms twenty or thirty meters behind them.

As they got closer to the target location of the fat orange induction, the three of them felt colder and colder, and this spring hunt seemed to have a tendency to transform into a winter hunt.

When it was within 100 meters, the opponent's strength Fat Tangerine could already sense an approximation, and what made Jacques slightly worried was that this target was a plasticizer-level beast!

Jacques patted his chest and comforted Fabian: "Don't worry, I'm also a Sculptor!"

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