Bailey, Earl's Castle Gardens.

Count Dumbledore held a watering can in one hand and a sleeve in the other, watering the exotic flowers and plants in the garden, the butler of the Earl's Court - Babkel stood behind him, and the heir to the earl, Bruce, held a book in his hand, sat on the stone bench and watched intently, and on the grass next to the stone bench, the white kitten was rolling on the ground.

After watering the flowers, the Count put down the kettle in his hand and clapped his hands to wipe away the dust that did not exist on his hands.

"Is that little girl still not moving?"

When the chief butler Babkel heard this, he replied in a respectful and soft voice: "Yes, Lord Count, in the past few days, Miss Philia has not gone out or come into contact with any suspicious person, except for a few banquets. ”

Count Dumbledore frowned slightly, and muttered, "Could it be that we are wrong, which being has not assigned a task?"

The Earl looked at Bruce, who was reading a book, and asked, "Bruce, what do you think about this?"

Although Bruce was reading, he was still paying attention to the movement on the earl's side, and he closed the book in his hand: "It depends on what you mean, Father, whether you take the initiative or wait for it to show its feet." ”

Bruce's answer was neither transgressive nor constructive.

The Earl knew that his eldest son was indifferent to this matter, but it was as if no one had done anything that was harmful to the Dumbledore family.

However, a flash of worry flashed in Earl Dumbledore's eyes, he could naturally turn a blind eye to such an existence, but at this time, it was an eventful time, and he didn't dare to leave any unstable factors in his rear!

Count Dumbledore said lightly: "Babkel! Arrange a few reconnaissance ships to go offshore to reconnoitre." ”

"Yes!"

The chief butler took the order and walked out.

......

On the pier of Port Bailey, three special boats slide into the water and sail into the deep sea.

At the bottom of the water, two fish-men dressed in seaweed hurriedly followed.

After receiving the information from his subordinates, Momoor smiled slightly, and the fat on his face shook: "Sure enough, it is not what the master expected." ”

Three hours later.

"What? gone!

The two fishmen below were sweating profusely and said in a panic: "My lord, what I said is true, the two of us followed the three small boats, but they disappeared after us!"

Momore's face was cloudy, and he thought for a moment, if it wasn't for the negligence of his subordinates, it was that the three small boats were strange, and Momore preferred the latter.

"No! I need to report to my master!"

Momore took out the white dragon scales he had brought with him.

"Huh, gone?"

Amos thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I see, withdraw all your people, so as not to add unnecessary losses." ”

According to Momore's report, Amos guessed the general situation, because it should be the Earl's Court that couldn't hold his breath and sent a special alchemy reconnaissance boat.

And on the vast sea, it is too difficult to find a few invisible alchemy boats, not to mention, and it is easy to arouse the enemy's higher vigilance, so Amos simply stood still and saw the move.

Amos lay on the crystal throne and muttered to himself, "This passive feeling really makes the dragon unhappy!"

On the other side, the human scouts appeared in the vast sea in alchemy boats.

One of the mages lifted the detection magic and said to the sturdy man at the bow of the ship, "Captain, the peeping has disappeared, and we have gotten rid of those fishmen." ”

The chief captain of the reconnaissance team, Bran, nodded, his face solemn: "Well, there is really something strange on this sea, everyone should be vigilant! The mage recharges the boat, don't raise the sails, and all row on!"

"Yes!"

"Team 1, Team 2, Team 3! Search separately, find suspicious situations, and report them quickly. ”

"Yes!"

The three small boats dispersed and headed out into the depths of the sea.

Being a scout at sea is more demanding than on land, and every scout at sea is the elite of the elite, at least they are all professionals, and each profession is complete and has a clear division of labor.

Like the scout ships of the Earl's Court, each ship has 10 people, and in addition to experienced captains, they are also equipped with navigators, helmsmen, mages, thieves, and archers, which are enough to deal with any situation.

Moreover, the crew is fully equipped and has excellent combat capabilities, and each ship can independently carry out reconnaissance missions.

......

Three days later.

The navigator holds a monocular, standing on a raised retractable lookout.

"Captain, the waters in the distant sea are turbid, and there are signs of biological activity on the seabed. ”

Bran: "Mage, signal! We may have found the master." ”

The ship-accompanying mage unfolds a magic scroll to relay the signal, and nearby ships will arrive quickly if they don't exceed the range of the signal.

The navigator looked at the captain who was holding his monoculars and squinting one eye into the distance, and proposed: "Captain, should we scout in advance!"

"No, wait until the second and third teams arrive, such a large piece of seawater, turbid like this, either the creature is huge, or there are a large number of it, no matter what the situation, it is not something that a few of us can deal with. ”

After Bran finished speaking, he turned around and gave an order: "Stand back, each group of personnel check the equipment, the mage will fill the ship with energy, install backup energy, we may have to be invisible for a long time." ”

A few hours passed.

The other two reconnaissance ships arrived one after another, checked the operation of the alchemy ship circle again, and determined that the personnel of each group were in good condition, and the three alchemy ships opened the stealth circle and headed for the turbid sea area.

After a while, the scouts were shocked to find that the reason why the sea was so turbid was because of the small fishmen at the bottom of the sea, and the number of fishmen made people's scalps tingle.

However, they soon discovered, and even more surprisingly, they discovered a majestic fish-man city on the island.

Captain Bran held a telescope and observed the tall walls of White Scale City, his mouth opened wide in surprise, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, his trembling lips and muttered in horror: "Ocean disaster!"

Bran adjusted his breathing and suppressed the fear in his heart, he understood that a fish-man of this scale was no longer a private matter of the Dumbledore family, and there was a high probability that there were other high-level creatures behind the fish-men.

Naga, mermaids, or those octopus monsters?!

Of course, the chief butler would not tell the soldiers, and the private speculation of the high-level led to this wonderful misunderstanding.

"Captain, what are we going to do?"

Bran remembered the books at home that described the catastrophe of the sea: the life of the sea was like a tsunami, flooding the coastal areas of Nordhill and leaving no one alive.

He thought of his family in Bailey again, and gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"First team! Second team! We will split up and go ashore to reconnoiter together, at least we have to figure out what we are facing!"

"Third team, you return quickly, report the situation here to Lord Earl, and let Lord Count prepare early. ”

"Captain, I, I'm ......!" Lockman, the captain of the third reconnaissance ship, knew that Bran was protecting him.

"Needless to say, the Weilun family is just a boy for you!"

Rockman Willen lowered his head in shame and ordered in a low tone, "Return!"

Bran stood at the bow of the ship and said in a deep voice, "Go your separate ways! ”

"Yes!"