Time passed slowly, and the world outside the cabin room was silent.

One of the two people in the room was sitting quietly in a chair at this time, holding a cup in both hands, and his eyes were groaning, as if he was remembering something.

The other had been standing near the doorway, staring at the heavy oak wooden door of the room, occasionally glancing down at the black-green "sewage" trickling beneath his feet.

Even if he didn't consider the calm of the ship under him at this time, just looking at the endless flow of liquid, he already agreed very much with what Bernie just said-

They've probably been moved somewhere else!

This diversion was obviously not the work of the Church, but if it was a means of the Sea Clan, why didn't they make the next move?

Dragged down?

Or does the Sea Clan think that they can solve the two of them with just these liquids?

His thoughts were chaotic, and on the surface, Elinor hesitantly reached out to the long sword he held in his hand and lightly touched the presence of the liquid at his feet.

As soon as the surface of the sharp sword tip came into contact with the liquid, it quickly spread a frosty white color, and in the blink of an eye, this color had already reached the grip area of the long sword!

The sweat from holding the hilt of the sword for a long time quickly chilled and even had a tendency to condense, so Elinor hurriedly let go of his hand.

So he saw that the long sword, which should have been very heavy, remained frozen in place in the same position as before he let go, and the layer of frost on the surface increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally completely froze the sword into an ice sword.

The temperature in the room was still very normal, so after the sword was born, it began to slowly emit bursts of frost-like mist, like the breath exhaled by a person in the cold winter.

Eleanor was taken aback by this supernatural situation, and as she walked away from the sewage flowing on the surface, she looked at the wooden gate not far away, and completely extinguished her desire to go out and find out.

"We're not going to be trapped here...... are we?" he asked, in a blank tone.

There must have been a lot of this liquid out there, and the environment in which it was possessed was also outside his knowledge, and Elinor was at a loss as to what had happened to them at the moment.

"According to the enemy's plan, it is necessary to trap us here,"

The young priest sitting there replied, "Death is unlikely. ”

The young priest's tone did not fluctuate, and the calm aura made Eleanor feel a little comforted in his heart, but at the same time he was even more puzzled.

"You mean that the purpose of the Sea Clan's attack was to trap you?"

Knowing that the Sea Clan would target Bernie, it is very easy to speculate on the reason for this targeting.

After all, the incident in Hull Town had only just passed, and the kind of defenses that were revealed in it were so obvious.

But why would this one think that the Sea Clan would only choose to trap him instead of killing him?

After all, it's more reassuring to kill an enemy than to trap him......

"Don't be fooled by what is happening, Elinor, things have developed so far that the primary purpose of the Sea Clan is no longer me."

The priest who sat there said, as if he was not going to think any further, and saw him put down the cup in his hand, and then got up and walked to the place where his bag was not far away.

Eleanor thought that Bernie was going to clean up the packages that had been scattered all over the ground due to the strong shaking just now, so he didn't care about this behavior, but he was even more surprised by the words in Bernie's mouth.

The purpose is not him anymore?

This sentence made him feel at a loss.

So what is the purpose of this operation of the Sea Clan?

Elinor didn't ask the question, but he suddenly saw Bernie pulling out a slender sword from his bag and looking down carefully.

"What are you going to do?" He was a little flustered when he saw this.

The opponent's posture looks like he is going out to fight the enemy, but it seems that this is no different from going out to die.

"As you can see, I'm going to go out and see what's going on."

The young priest said, suddenly sighing again, and then threw the rapier back in his hand, as if not satisfied with it.

But he was clearly not going to give up, for he immediately patted the wooden cage on his bag and spoke to Elinor.

"This little thing should wake up after a while, help me keep an eye on it, don't let it run around."

How do you get out when you're all in a cage?

The thought came to Elinor's mind, but it wasn't the point at the moment.

"But are you really going to go out? I mean, uh...... There must be danger out there. ”

Bernie smiled, "Trust me, I'm much less at risk than you. ”

Eleanor didn't understand this at first, but he understood it immediately.

As Bernie approached the door of the room, the sewage that was flowing in from the outside was gradually "disappearing".

In other words, it is not the sewage that is actively disappearing, but the invisible "pothole" that makes them disappear is gradually approaching the door of the house.

What this situation represents is clearly that Bernie has some kind of power to protect him.

Eleanor was relieved, but then he felt a tingling in his scalp from the other party's previous words.

After looking at the piece of sewage under his feet that could even freeze metal, he stammered and proposed, "I, should I go out with you?" ”

"Don't be afraid, the defenses in this room are still very tight."

Bernie walked over to him as he spoke, then patted Eleanor on the shoulder firmly, "As long as you stay in this room honestly, you won't be in any danger." ”

He didn't say anything more, but the trust he had accumulated over a long period of time made Elianor's heart immediately reassured when he heard it.

But he still didn't understand it.

"Why would you go out if it's safe to stay here?"

"Because my gut tells me that when I go out, I will get a lot of gain."

Bernie replied sincerely, and without waiting for Eleanor to ask any more questions, he quickly opened the door and stepped out of the room, and then quickly closed the door.

The process was quick, but with Bernie on the table, Elinor could see that when the door was opened, it was filled with green algae and black "loach" sewage, obscuring everything like an eerie wall.

But under the special protection of the priest, they did not flood into the room, but disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, after the door was closed, the sewage was immediately invisible, apparently blocked out.

The room fell silent, except for a trickle of sewage flowing from under the crack in the door.

Elinor was in a trance because of this.

The fact that Bernie's previous mention of the enemy's target had been shifted was already incomprehensible to him, and the impact of that sentence just now on him was not small.

Because that doesn't make the slightest sense.

However, when the words came out of Bernie's mouth, they seemed normal.

He hadn't forgotten what happened to them along the way when they tracked down the whereabouts of an abbot—

Relying on his so-called intuition, this young priest, who had not yet fully joined the church, picked up a lot of money......