The evening tide recedes, the sun sets over the horizon, and night is coming.

Located in the southeast corner of the Mozark continent, Lookout is a very small frontier city. There are very few inhabitants in the city, and most of them are businessmen, travelers, or homeless people. Beyond it lies an archipelago area. Moonlight Island, where Ah Chan once lived, is the largest and only inhabited island in the archipelago.

Aryan had been lying on the reef on the shore for a whole afternoon.

Even though it was summer, the sea was still frighteningly cold, especially in the evening, when the huge tide returned to the earth with the gift of the sea, which was a disaster for the shivering Ayan.

Luckily, she survived.

Of course, this is not luck, but talent.

The wet Ah Zhan climbed up to the lookout shore under the cover of night, and there was nothing left on her but her clothes. The package that Du Yuebai packed for her before leaving had already been swept away by the waves, and the only few remaining Eight Sea Coins were not enough to pay for even a meal.

Ah Yan let out a long sigh as she sat on the shore wring out her clothes.

For the first time, she fled alone.

In Ah Zhan's memory, she has been on the run since she can remember, following her mother and being hunted down all the way. A few years ago, the mother and daughter came to Moonlight Island and finally settled down. But unexpectedly, after her mother died, Ah Zhan was going to run again.

But the reason for this ......

"Hey, did you escape from the sea?" a man's voice rang out from behind Ahman.

Startled, she rolled around the beach to a safe place away from the sound, and then followed the source.

A man stood in the dark, he looked at the embarrassed Ah Zhan as if with interest, and then laughed: "Ah, what a vigilant little girl, but don't be afraid, it's already home." ”

"Hey......" Ah Yan was stunned for a moment, then bit her lower lip and didn't say anything.

The man had a "I understand you very well" expression, he stepped forward a few more steps, and then put on a clean dress for Ah Zhan, and explained: "We have long heard that a passenger ship had an accident at sea yesterday evening, so we have been looking for survivors on the coast, but we didn't expect it to be really lucky." ”

"Huh? ah...... Yes, that's lucky......" Ah Zhan hesitated for a moment, finally relaxed, and she hung her head, muttering to herself as she shed tears.

"Don't cry. Alas...... You're so pathetic, come with me. The man said, pulling him up from the ground.

It was a pair of warm, dry hands, and a pair of eyes that sparkled with a smile in the night. At that moment, Ah Zhan seemed to really feel that she was home, and it was still fresh in her memory many years later.

The two of them chatted a little as they walked towards the gate—of course, the man kept talking, while Ah Chan just listened, or occasionally spoke. During the conversation, Ah Zhan basically learned a few things.

The man's name was Tang Jia, a few years older than Aar, and he was an orphan in the Lookout City Church. In Lookout, orphans and the elderly are a very common group because of constant accidents and hiring, and they are generally taken in by churches and do some corresponding work in them. Tang Jia is the eldest of the orphans, and he is usually responsible for some of the work of rescuing the victims.

In Mozarc, the sea was the holiest place, and dying in the sea was the holiest way. Traditionally, it is impossible to salvage – to defile the holy, in Mozark parlance. But in Tang Jia's heart, this is not the case.

"That's a life, after all, right? Tang Jia looked at Ah Zhan with a smile.

Ah Chan nodded, then stopped.

The lights in the lookout city could be seen outside the city gates, but a few uniformed soldiers blocked the way of the two men.

"Stop! Check!" The soldier at the head walked up to the two and unceremoniously carried Ah Yan over. "All the girls are going to be taken to the central square!"