Chapter 249: Encountering Old Friends in a Foreign Country
The night was still low, and only a few lighthouses on the shore were still faintly lit, reflecting the surface of the offshore sea in a sparkling light, as if countless monsters were churning and stirring in the sea. Vanessa stood on the ship's armor, looking out at the harbor of Queensland that had been left behind. The first light of day dawned on the horizon, the bell of the temple rang punctually, and the night-fishing boats slowly gathered on the shore with a full harvest, and a new day was coming.
That country, the people there, and the one qiΔ there are like a world away from me.
Countless nights, I woke up in different places, I didn't know where I was, and fear was my best friend. It was four years ago, and it is the same today. When will this wandering life end? When will this sad fate be reversed? Where are you, Brant; Reina, do you know that the person next to you isn't me? Why have all the people I loved have left me, and what's the point of me continuing to struggle like this?
"Are you crying?" At some point, Matt also stepped up to the bow of the boat.
"Yes." Vanessa raised the back of her hand and wiped her eyes, but unfortunately there was nothing, her tears had long been dedicated to Victor, "Sometimes I'd rather cry a lot." β
"Crying is the exclusive expression of the weakβ" Matt mimicked Solanda's tone, "The strong don't need tears. Vanessa almost laughed at him, and then the prince bit his lip, and after a long struggle, he finally spoke, "You know, sometimes I would rather you be Sorenda." β
Vanessa stared at the deep waters, her hands on the cold iron railing, "I know. β
"You know?"
"I can feel it in your eyes." The princess sighed, "It's both contradictory and ironic that you won't admit that I'm right, but you want Solanda to choose the same way as me, and you've admired some of my actions, but you can't accept in your head that I'm not Solanda, so you've been unhappy." But please don't dwell on it anymore, my dear Royal Highness the Prince, you must know that we are sisters, even if you can't tell who is who, it is normal, if I were you, I would let go of this knot and concentrate on the trouble in front of me. β
"Immediate trouble?" Matt looked around, as if trying to see a blockage in the air. "What's in our trouble again?"
"This ship," the princess pointed to her feet, "she's not a merchant ship carrying passengers, Victor paved the way for us with only enough gold to live in a wine barn, and the captain usually doesn't allow us to go out of the hatch, let alone blow the wind on the deck, it seems that this ship is not just about whaling, if you notice her draft when she is empty, you will find that her huge body hides most of her weight, I think there must be a whole army hidden under our cabin, if we want to survive in the next half month, It's best to figure out who they are and how to deal with them. β
"What does Victor say about that?"
"It seems that something big has happened in Crescent City, and he has gone to inquire about Brandt, so he didn't tell me the details," the princess shook her head, "and we'll have to rely on ourselves." β
"There's something I've always wanted to ask," Matt twisted his hands, hesitating whether to speak, "what if you arrived in Crescent City and found that Brant wasn't there, or if you couldn't find him for the rest of your life?" β
Vanessa laughed, "I'm going to kill myself," she said, turning away from the side of the ship and down to the hatch, "if I die, Sorenda will be revealed, and I won't let her be better off than I am." β
Matt rolled his eyes, "You're really sisters. β
ββ¦β¦ I rode over one and snatched his cutlass away, piercing the throat of my nearest pursuer with it. The rough voice of a man came from the hatch, and it was evident that more than one person was approaching the deck from the inner cabin, only to hear the voice continue: "The other sand knight stopped as soon as I passed through the gates, and then I galloped along the road into the Wolf's Tooth Castle, and guess what?" β
"What's going on?" Other voices asked.
"There's a fire in the city!" The first voice was very satisfied with the listener's reaction, "All the barns, all the oil sands trees, black smoke is rising!" The flames seem to come to life, meandering after the sand knights in the city! β
As the voice drew nearer, Vanessa could already see the narrator's hair swaying in the candlelight of the cabin, but alas, the man was not as tall and powerful as the princess had imagined, but instead had a wrinkled, weathered face, old teak-colored skin, fiery red hair, and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes. When the two of them staggered over the gangway, the old man's body was obviously shaken, so that the whole person fell backwards.
"Princess, princess?!"
All eyes were on Vanessa, and Vanessa was caught off guard by the sudden recognition, and both stood there in amazement.
"It's you!" Someone was the first to react and scolded, "You haunting devil has come to harm us again?" β
"It's Solander!"
"It's her, that's right! I recognize her ugliness when she turns to ashes! β
"You left us in the Sand Riding Country, go back to find your Blood Wolf Guard, and you still have the face to come to see us?"
Vanessa looked around, there were no less than a hundred people in the cabin, all of them were dressed in soft armor, and their expressions were excited, some of them she didn't recognize from Ben, and some of them were as familiar as her left hand and right handβthe fat knight with fiery red hair, the middle-aged lord with a stern and angular face, they were all from the Knights of Neverwinter! They were all loyal to the royal family of Midsummer and followed Solandar on their expedition to the land of sand riders, why did they end up here? What really happened between them and Sorenda? Vanessa looked at Matt suspiciously, and the latter was even more dazed, it was clear that Solandar was not as open to him as the prince had imagined, and this was a good opportunity, as long as he could grasp it.
Vanessa forced herself to compose herself, and she continued to walk down the gangway, her head held high, maintaining the dignity of a princess, and waited for them to finish scolding before she spoke, "I have been looking for your whereabouts," which provoked another round of curses, but the princess's majestic voice drowned out their humming, "You have reason to blame me, but please after we have worked together to get through the crisis at hand." β
With a word, the Summer Knights fell silent, and Vanessa scanned the crowd, all of them looking up with bated breath, waiting for the princess to alert them to this "crisis". Vanessa walked into the crowd and looked them in the eye without flinching: "I have received news that my little sister Elija is carrying out a terrifying tyranny in Crescent City, and if it is not stopped, the consequences will be unimaginable. β
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