A mind as vast as the sky above the Aegean Sea.

A more transparent heart than the waters of the Adriatic.

Respect the strong and take care of the weak.

No matter what kind of background, people can be treated equally and sincerely.

……

Truly embracing a qiē big emptiness.

This is Giotto Vongola. Our Primo.

- Written in Kyoto, 1877. BY Asari Yuyue, the first generation of Pengree's Guardian of the Rain, "Pengree's Leader's Secrets".

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In front of this situation, Dino, who had been secretly calculated many times, quickly had a guess: "Is it an illusion?" ”

This question Youdou can't answer, although he has simulated the appearance and ability of the six skeletons, and he can be regarded as proficient in using an illusion, but it is all with the help of the simulation program like the golden finger in his body, and it is not a real copy, and he himself does not have the ability of illusion.

In other words, he can only operate practically, and he does not understand any theoretical knowledge about illusions, or even the essence of illusions.

But even this so-called 'actual operation' actually has a lot of moisture, and it must be randomly selected in the sieve again to have the possibility of operation.

The random probability is not simply 1/7, and you will definitely be able to throw the cyan side seven times.

The highest instruction written in the main program of Youdou is 'steal the number jù', and the object is the mystery of the most core and important power in each world, and the main means is to scan and then hand it over to AI for analysis. And 'controlling power' is clearly not in his scope of execution.

It's not that it's impossible, Gain's time cycle is too long, which will affect his efficiency in completing the main task; And he didn't feel the need for a single-purpose tool to learn human abilities.

"Illusion? So when did we start doing illusion? Louis asked.

Seeing that Dino and Louis were uncertain, Youdou took out the sieve from his arms, intending to turn into the appearance of six skeletons to determine the current situation, but was quickly stopped by Dino.

"Don't be so troublesome, whether it's an illusion or not, if we can be hit silently, this vision must not be solved by one person." In fact, Dino is more worried about Youdou's secret exposed. What's more, if you want to turn into the appearance of the six skeletons, you don't know how many times you throw the sieve, Dino has a hunch in his heart that the more times Yuto uses the sieve, the more likely he is to be haunted by all kinds of troubles.

This world is far from being as peaceful as it seems, not only those hidden families who hide in the shadows and don't even know about their peers, but also some monsters who have lived for hundreds of years and whose origins and abilities are mysterious and unpredictable.

For example, Penglie's goldsmith Talpo, the founder of the Avengers Prison Bermuda.

He has now begun to worry about whether the abnormality they encounter now is because someone has set their sights on Youdou, so such a "chic" cage has been arranged for them?

"Maybe it's not that complicated." Louis dipped the wine stain on the table and drew a simple map of the sea, "You see, this is the Atlantic Ocean, and the area we just passed through should be around the 32nd parallel...... Isn't this the legendary Bermuda Triangle? How many ships and planes have disappeared in this area, and perhaps we have also caught up with the fashion and bumped into the legendary 'space folding' and 'time travel'? ”

Dino paused, and glanced around. They are indeed still on board, and the size and layout of the room are no different from the original, and the small objects and furniture materials that have changed in small ways really look like traces of going back in time.

If it's really 'time travel', could it be that where they are now...... Is it the 'Three-Headed Dog' from a hundred years ago?

"Let's go out and have a look."

What the facts, go out, check the overall structure of the ship, and ask someone on board to ask.

The intermittent slang from the window reminded Dino that the three of them seemed to be the only ones who had come to the space for some reason, and that the loud men outside the room spoke an old-fashioned dialect, and for Italians accustomed to modern grammar, their diction was twisted, and they were by no means the tourists on the original ship.

However, when Dino's hand held the doorknob, he sadly found that the door of this room seemed to be under a spell and could not be opened.

"What's going on......"

If you just travel through the past, will you encounter an abnormal situation such as "the door cannot be opened"? Now in this situation, it really looks like someone is deliberately trapping them in the room and not letting them out.

"Dino Gabrione, haven't you had enough to eat?" Louie, who has always been tricky in looking at problems, cast a skeptical gaze at the right time.

The boss of Gabrigne, who is known for his frankness and kindness, showed Louis the leader's self-cultivation very kindly: "Why don't you come and take my punch and see if I have enough to eat?" ”

"Oh......" Louis remarked, "see if the doorknob is rusty?" ”

"Even if the doorknob is rusty, it won't be as hard to tear off as the glass glue, right?"

The three of them stood silently, only listening to the noise outside the window, as if they were far away from the sky, and not far from them.

"Let me ask you another question...... Louis raised his right hand leisurely, "where do you think Pengley's original realization?" ”

"I don't know." Dino rubbed the scattered bangs, and his calm gaze swept over every corner of the room, not letting go of any useful details, "Maybe it's back in your body, maybe it's cut off by this space...... Maybe ......"

Maybe...... They're trapped in this space, and it's something to do with the 'Penglie Prime'?

Unable to find an answer, Dino walked into the back of the room, lifted the heavy velvet curtain, and picked up a piece of parchment from one of the innermost desks.

It was an unfinished nautical diary.

"June 7, 1864 A.D. The weather was rainy and windy. Wind direction XXX, wind force XXX......

The pirates hijacked our ship and demanded that we divert our ship to Palermo.

That's impossible, how could we possibly bring this group of demons into the backyard? Now is the time when the war is at its worst, the Red Shirts are fighting bloodily for our freedom and for our future, and (the handwriting here is blurred) the adults are also running back and forth for the safety of the homeless, how can these annoying Spaniards, the one-eyed Grim Reapers, who don't know what to do, let them break through the defense line and destroy the hard work of those two adults?

……

Demon! Those are demons!

Another brother was cut off with a scimitar (blood is blurred here), and another child was dragged into the helm cab by them, where a hole was torn out in anger (here angrily torn out......

It would be nice if Yuri was there. If Yuri is also on this ship, we are ...... at this moment Wouldn't it be so desperate?"

In just one page, there is no nautical diary, and Dino frowned.

Although it can be preliminarily deduced from the new ink that they were on the 'Three-Headed Dog' from 1864, many questions remain unexplained.

Why are they here? What's the matter if the door doesn't open? Is it a force from the shadows that wants to trap them here? Or in 1864, at this sensitive and chaotic moment, the men on the 'Three-Headed Dog' sealed the room with a pegboard?

Dino tried to open the door again, but even with all his strength, even with his own skills, the seemingly fragile door still stood firmly, not moving.

It seems that it is not the people on the ship who have sealed the room from the outside, but an esoteric force that is preventing them from going out.

Dino carefully took a turtle out of his arms and touched the pattern on its back lovingly.

"Atrio, it's up to you again this time."

He gently placed the turtle on the ground, took a glass of water from the table, and poured it on the turtle little by little.

This turtle is Dino's comrade-in-arms, and when it encounters water, it quickly expands and turns into a huge turtle mountain. Dino wanted to pop the room with a swollen turtle to help them escape. But to his surprise, after pouring a glass of water, his little friend turtle was still lying at his feet, and his body shape did not change in the slightest.

Could it be that occult power that even Atrio's abilities interfere with?

While Dino was worried and pondering, the environment of the three of them changed again.

They somehow broke away from the dimly lit room and stood at one end of the deck, feeling the oncoming drizzle.

The unreal touch of the rain on his face, and the sailors who hurried by, ignoring the three of them, all moved Dino's heart.

They all seem to have guessed wrong.

This is neither a fantasy space, nor is it a time back.

It's a dream.

Or rather.

Over here...... It's someone's memory.