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When I got out, it was still dark before sunrise in winter

。 hp:// he set out from the town of Ruiab, and before noon, he reached the port of Bowte. His leggings, upper, and linen vest fit well, and had been given to him by Ogian as a replacement for the costumes of the island of Ousco, but Ged still kept the large cloak in his fur boots for the winter trip. So he put on his cloak and had in his hand a staff of height as he was, and came to the gate of the city. The guards lazily leaned against the carved dragon pillars, and at second glance they saw that Gede was a wizard, and without asking them, they removed their spears, let him pass, and watched him walk down the street.

He inquired about the boats at the docks and the Ocean Guild Hall, looking for ships heading north or west to Yingrad, Android, and Orinia. Otsuka replied to him: The day is near, and there are no ships to leave the port of Bow at present. In the hall, everyone told him that due to the unstable weather, even the fishing boats did not plan to sail out of the majestic double cliffs.

They served him dinner in the dining room of the guild hall. Wizards rarely have to ask for a meal. He sat for a while with the dock workers, ship repairers, shipbuilders, weathermen, and others, and listened happily to them, naturally revealing the slow and leisurely conversation and grunting habits of the people of Bow Island. He had a strong desire in his heart to stay on the island of Bow, to give up all his sorcery and adventures, to forget all his strength and fears, and to live in peace and stability with every man in the familiar and affectionate land of his homeland. It was his wish, but his will was not. When he found that there was no ship to leave the port, he did not stay in the Ocean Hall for long, nor did he stay in the city for long. He began to wander along the shores of the bay, until he reached a few small villages north of the city of Bowt, asking some fishermen in the vicinity, until he finally found a fisherman with a boat to go out to sea.

The fisherman was a grim old man, and his boat, twelve feet long, with its scale-like outer panels, so crooked and cracked that it seemed that it could not withstand the wind and waves, but the owner of the ship demanded a very high price: on his boat, on himself, and on his son, each for a whole year of sailing safety. For the fishermen of the Bow are not afraid of anything, not even the sorcerers, but the sea.

The kind of sailing safety that the Northern Islands value does not save the Bows from storms or waves, but if it is performed by a local who is familiar with the adjacent seas, knows how to build ships, and knows how to sail, it can usually achieve the effect of daily safety. Gede casts spells honestly and reliably, spends a day**, steadily and patiently step by step, leaving nothing behind; But the pressure of fear was always in his heart, and his mind kept slipping into the dark path, imagining how, how quickly, and where the dark shadow would appear in front of him. When the spell was finished, he was very tired, and that night he slept in the fisherman's hut with whale intestines**, and when he woke up**, he was stained with the smell of dried herring. Gut immediately walked to the cove at the bottom of the North Cliff, where his new ship was anchored.

He used the bayside platform to push the boat into the calm waters, and the water immediately rushed into the boat. Ge stepped into the boat as lightly as a kitten, hurrying to tidy up the crooked planks and rotting stakes. He used tools and sorcery at the same time as he had worked with Pelviri in Nizhny Tonin. The villagers gathered quietly, and not far away, watched Gede's fast hand and listened to his soft chanting of mantras. He also carried out this work steadily and patiently step by step, until it was all completed and the boat was completely watertight. Then he erected the staff that Ogian had made for him as a mast, injected mana, and tied a log horizontally as a boomer.

From below this boom, he weaved a square spell sail as white as the snow on the top of the Bow Mountain. When the women saw this, they exclaimed with admiration. Then Ged stood by the mast, and with a gentle wind of spells, the boat on the surface of the sea slid out, over the bay, and toward the majestic twin cliffs. The villagers who watched silently watched with their own eyes that this paddle boat that would enter the water turned into a watertight sailboat and went out to sea, brisk and neat like a gull spreading its wings, and couldn't help cheering, laughing and jumping in the winter wind on the beach. Gede turned back for a moment and saw the villagers cheering and bidding farewell to him under the deep and dark rocks of the Wubei Cliff; Above the cliff is the cloudless Mt. Bow, which is covered with snow.

Ged sailed across the bay, through the mighty Twin Cliffs, into the Sea of Bowte, and began to move northwest, passing north of Orenia, and returning as he had come. There was no planning or strategy for this voyage, it was purely a backtracking of the journey. Since the black shadow had followed his eagle route from Ousco Island through the wind, he might have wandered or gone straight on this route, and no one could be sure. However, unless it had completely retreated into the territory of Dream, it should not miss Ged, and this time he openly crossed the open sea to fight it.

If he had to fight the Black Shadow, Ged would hopefully be at sea. He wasn't sure why he was hopeful, but he was afraid of another confrontation with that thing on hard land

。 Although storms and sea monsters may arise on the sea, there is no evil power, and evil belongs to the land. And the dark island that Gede had been to before, there was no sea, no rivers or springs. The dry and hard land represents dead silence. Although in the harsh season, the sea also poses a danger to Gede. But he seems to feel that the danger, the change and the instability are instead a defense and an opportunity. If he could meet the shadow at the end of his foolish deeds this time, he might at least be able to hold on to it as it had done to him before, and then use the weight of his own body, the weight of his own death, to drag it into the darkness of the deep sea, and then, since it was mastered, it probably would not rise again. In this way, at least the evil he unleashed while he was alive could be put to an end by his death.

He sailed on the rough sea, the clouds above him fluttering low as if a large veil of mourning was covered. He doesn't currently raise the spell wind, but sails on the natural wind. The wind blows fiercely from the north, and as long as he often whispers his spell and maintains the spell sail, the sail itself will try to move forward against the wind. Had it not been for this spell, he would not have been able to make this strange little boat take this course in the rough seas. He kept going, always keeping a keen eye on all sides. On his journey, the fisherman's wife gave him two loaves of bread and a jug of water. After a few hours of driving, he first saw the only small island between the islands of Bow and Orinia, the Cambo Rock. Gede ate ate bread and drank water, and was grateful to the silent fisherwoman in her hometown who gave her food. After sailing past the seemingly distant island, he continued westward, and the sea began to drizzle, and if it were on land, it would have become a light snow. There was silence all around, save for the gentle squeaking of ships and the sound of waves lapping on the bow. No ships brushed by, and no birds flew by. Everything is still, only the sea and puffy clouds, which are always turbulent, move. The westbound route he was traveling on now was the same route he flew when he transformed into an eagle, but it was eastward. He still vaguely remembered the clouds floating around him. He looked down on the gray sea, and now he looks up at the gray sky.

He looked around, but there was nothing in front of him. He stood up, stiff, tired of staring at the empty surroundings. "Come out," he murmured, "Come out, Shadow, what are you waiting for?" "There was no answer, nothing more gloomy moving between the gray fog and the waves. But he became more and more sure that the thing was not far from him, and was blindly searching for cold clues. Then Ged suddenly cried out, "Here I am, I, Ged, Sparrowhawk, I summon my shadow!" ”

The boat is moving forward, the waves are whispering, and the sea breeze is blowing the white sails. Some time passed, and Gede still waited, one hand on the yew mast and two eyes staring at the icy drizzle coming from the north, slowly drawing an uneven diagonal line on the sea. Then, in the distant rain on the sea, he saw a dark shadow coming towards him.

It has already solved the body of the oarsman Skiss Vor, so it is not in the form of a corpse puppet to cross the sea to chase Ge Ge; Nor is it like what Ged saw in the Rouk Mounds or in his dreams, turning into monsters. But now it has a shape even in broad daylight. In its pursuit of Geth and its struggle with Gerd in the wilderness, it had captured his power and sucked it into itself. Now Gede summons it in broad daylight, and may thus give it or inflict on it a certain form and substance.

It's a bit like a human now, but because it's a black shadow, it can't cast a black shadow. Thus it crossed the ocean, came out of the Grace of Yingrad, and came towards the island of Bowte, and a dark and evil thing made its way on the waves, observing the sea breeze as it went, and the icy rain pierced it.

The sun blinded it, and because Ged called it, Ged had to see it before he saw it. In the vast sea of people and dark shadows, he recognized it, and it recognized him.

On the winter sea, Geder stood in a terrible silence and saw what he feared. The sea breeze seemed to chase it farther away, but the waves below it confused Gede's eyes, and he felt that it seemed to be getting closer and closer to him. Ge couldn't figure out if it had moved, and now it saw him. Though he felt nothing but horror and fear at its touch, a cold, dark pain that consumed his life, he waited. Then, with a sudden incantation, he strengthened the spell wind, and swept the wind into the sail, and his boat sailed steeply across the fading waves, towards the black shadow that was sinking down in the wind.

The dark shadow swayed silently, turned and fled.