The dock at Tiseiro was a strait away from the island, but the waterway was enough to take them two days. For people who spend the night at sea for the first time, such as Booker, seasickness is inevitable.

After cleaning up the filth, Angelo leaned against the door to breathe, and the sea in the middle of the night was not as calm as expected, and even more turbulent than during the day. Booker, who didn't have a good face, drank two sips of mint wine, obviously more energetic than the others, and was embarrassed to look at his companion who was tossed by himself, Booker blushed a little.

"Alright, if you can't sleep, let's go to the deck tonight." Old Gurry glanced at Angelo, who was leaning against the door, and exchanged a look with Torris, who pursed his lips and said nothing, but his expression had been lowered a lot. Booker's seasickness was something they had anticipated, and it could even be said that it was deliberately unprepared. If Angelo and Benedict really had something unspeakable, the sudden situation at night was a good breaking point, at least until now, Angelo and Benedict did not pretend not to know, nor did they overreact to the sudden situation.

The corners of Claire's mouth, who were leaning on the other side, hooked up a faint smile, even though he couldn't see it, but it didn't prevent him from judging something from the actions of a few people after getting on the boat, these people really underestimated Angelo, if he was really just an ordinary aristocratic son, Bao Buqi would really show his feet because of this repeated temptation, but fortunately, he was not.

When the air in the cabin was fresh, and the people in the cabin basically didn't feel sleepy, they just lay in their places with their eyes closed, and Benedict went directly to replace Bunjie, who was driving the boat, and let him rest.

There was a glimmer of light in the sky, Angelo got up from the bed, and put away the hooks that had been hung up yesterday one by one, the shrimp as bait had completed its task, basically every hook had a large or small sea fish hanging on it, and even two crabs were also hooked.

"Looks like a good harvest." Torris came over from behind to help Angelo tidy up, "This fish is very tender, and most of the inhabitants of the sea are willing to eat it raw, and it is very fresh. Torris removed from the hook of a streamlined marine fish, covered with slime skin and coloured colours, to tell the people that the fish was poisonous, but in the same way, poisonous things are generally rare delicacies in the world.

Angelo blinked, this was telling him that they were familiar with the sea? "Then we're going to have to trouble Uncle Torris." Angelo cleverly used his age advantage to further dispel Torris's doubts, you old foxes, are you just a minor?

"What should I do?" Toris expertly unloaded the fish and lowered the food on the deck, the pipe in his mouth fluttering up and down as he spoke, but it did not affect his articulate pronunciation.

"Since you know how to eat, you must know how to do it~" Angelo's tail voice was brisk, but his eyes were full of understanding. Torris was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this was the child's revenge for knowing that he and the others had been tempted last night. However, such revenge can still be satisfied.

"Okay, I'll give you a taste of my craft in a moment." As he spoke, Torris took two steps forward and wound a prawn that was reluctant to cling to the fishing line.

On the other side, Bonjie, who had long been persuaded by Benedict's tongue like a lotus, said expressionlessly that they didn't want to go back for a while anyway, so it was better to explore.

Benedict nodded with a look of innocence.

Breakfast, fragrant fried fish and some boiled seafood even cured Booker's seasickness, proving that Torres is indeed a skilled worker.

However, the peace that the group had thought was broken at noon that day, and the debris of the ship drifting by with the waves made the expressions of several people begin to be solemn. Angelo looked at Benedict, who didn't speak, pursed his lips, put away the fishing line hanging on the side of the boat, and swept away some of the debris that floated over, "It shouldn't be their boat, otherwise there should be a ......" Before he finished speaking, a piece of red yarn floated around the plank.

"Let's speed up." Bunje spoke, he rarely spoke, but when he said it, no one objected. Regardless of the purpose of those people, Duke Winter still has a certain prestige in the Xinlu Empire. His daughter still has to be concerned.

The people next to him were silent but not slow at all, the sails that had not been erected were erected, and the wind helped to speed up, Angelo was just a thunder mage here, but it did not prevent him from doing anything under the boat with water. Booker, who had noticed Angelo's movements, looked at him with some horror, and after a moment he regained his composure.

The speed of the fishing boat had increased significantly, and Angelo looked at Benedict, who had not spoken, but he could feel that Benedict's momentum was getting more and more solemn. "Didn't you find anything?"

"Nope." The corners of Benedict's mouth curled slightly, "But there is a bright circle under this one that is the same as that of Falling Thunder Valley." Angelo's eyes widened, does this mean that there is a god here?

"But there is no sign of Godhead underneath, and there is no corpse." Benedict made a lip shape, empty.

Empty, Angelo repeated silently, the expression on his face did not change, but his mind kept spinning, "That island that worships the god of the sea, is there really a god?" ”

"Otherwise, how could it be called Poseidon Island." Benedict looked down, seemingly inadvertently saying the real name of the principality on the nameless island, in exchange for a look of surprise.

"Where did you see that?" The sky can see, this island has no name since it was known, and the people on the island and the people on the mainland do not understand the language, even if it is recognized as a principality, it is only a thousand years ago that it was decided by comparison and guessing.

As for why Cisero is still willing to live in peace with the principality of this island for so many years, it is only because of the island's abundant resources and strong military force. Coupled with the thousands of years of exposure to the island, the people of the island are also willing to communicate with the people of Cicero, and the matter of Duke Winter is the only time in recent years that the island and Cicero have been in discord.

"Anyway, I'm also a main god." Benedict leaned on the deck, his tone relaxed, Angelo didn't think that this meant that the problem had been solved, but at least it meant that Benedict already had a spectrum of this matter, as for how to deal with it, it still had to look at the situation on the island.

"You Lord God, it seems that you haven't done anything serious all the time." Angelo muttered quietly, then was surrounded by the people behind him, and a chuckle came from his ears, "My business now is to quickly abduct you back to the Divine Palace." ”

Angelo looked back, "Then you keep trying." ”

The ship moved on, and the people on board were getting more and more complicated because of the gradual reduction of the debris. An ordinary fishing boat, with the help of a group of people on board, reached the edge of the cliff where they had come ashore before the stars reached their brightest hour at night. Angelo looked at a few people who were a little out of strength, and took out the recovery potion in the ring, and Lao Qirui opened it and sniffed it, "The level is good." It's not like the quality of a drugstore. ”

After speaking, he drank it in one gulp, Lao Qu Rui was a fifth-level pharmacist, and with him as a guarantor, the rest of the people also drank the potion in the bottle in one gulp.

"It's my own configuration, and it's really not worse than what pharmacies sell." Angelo retracted the bottle and turned to climb the rock wall first. The cliff is not steep at first, and there is a platform not far away where those who have just come ashore can settle down. But you have to have a certain level up there.

Benedict is a swordsman outside, so naturally he can't use magic tricks, but there are no earth magicians among them, and they have no tricks against this stony cliff.

Angelo looked up and let out a sigh of relief, "There are vines on it, just go up a little bit." "As for Cheng Dù, there is Benedict here, don't care.

Walking up the edge of the platform, several people caught the vine, because Claire's eyes were inconvenient, Angelo intended to let him go to the front, but after seeing Claire step on a borrowing point more flexibly than himself, Angelo gave up the idea. Who has ever seen a man who is completely blind so dexterous?

Climbing up along the vines is quite a test of the human body, not to mention that the cliff wall in the upper part is close to vertical, and the whole person is almost hanging on the vines, Angelo's arm is stretched, and it hurts hotly, but his feet are not slow, and he quickly climbs up with the borrowing point made by the two swordsmen above.

"Alright." The sound from the cliff made several people who were climbing up startled, and they quickly stuck to the cliff in front of them. Angelo looked down and stepped on the point of borrowing to keep his body steady.

The conversation continued, but the wind and the sound of the waves below made it difficult for them to hear, but soon, they knew what they were going to do from above.

A corpse that had obviously been tortured was thrown down, and Angelo saw that the corpse was still wearing clothes that had once embodied his identity, and the corpse that had been shaken over the cheeks of several people was swollen with a swollen face, broken teeth, and a disgusting smell of blood and stench. But nothing compares to the armband on the identity of this man, who was sent by Cisero to Poseidon Island.

Seeing his companion's face, Angelo was a little nervous, but as the voice above faded away, the group quickly returned to normal. The top Bangjie turned over and fell onto the cliff, and the two people who threw the corpses were no longer visible, and even the footprints left on it would be quickly washed away by the howling sea breeze, but the corpse was enough to explain the situation on the island.

When everyone had reached the cliff, Benedict took out the map coaxed from Barrett and pointed to the location of himself and the others, "The location of the island is good, according to the direction on the map, we only need to go west, with our footsteps, it should not take half a day." ”

Clairmer turned silently, praying in the direction of the corpse that at least the dead would not turn into a ghost.

Torris smacked his lips with his pipe in his mouth, "Then let's go." After speaking, he actually looked in the direction of Angelo, obviously asking for advice.

"Things are underwater, and it's safer to walk from the island." Angelo smiled, and the words without beginning or ending only showed what he knew now, and that he was safe.

"Actually, I can't wait." Booker rubbed his palms, "I can't get nothing out of this long journey." ”

"That's a good point." Angelo's heart was a little excited, and his face naturally showed it. This kind of him is completely different from when he made calculations before, but it seems more in line with his age.

It's over here, Claire is also done there, turning to look at her companion who hasn't moved yet, Claire's mouth under her hat is slightly open, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

A few people who had just confirmed the location laughed, "Otherwise? ”

Following the simple map, Angelo and his party found the cave that was not hidden but ordinary enough to be ignored by ordinary people. There is no obvious mark at the entrance of the cave, but there is the only mangrove tree on the island, it is said that it was transplanted here after a certain emperor of Cizero found it, but because this hole is not like the Thor's Mansion, magic guides and treasures will pop out, so the king of Cisero just marked the entrance of the cave, not to mention, this island is not as deserted as the Valley of Falling Thunder, even if there is any idea, it is inconvenient to move.

It's a pity that Cisero's inaction gave them an opportunity.