35 Voyage of the Otter

At the same time that Parrett had just begun to tell her story of her past, Milo and Erin were on deck blowing a cool sea breeze. The boat was steady, Erin didn't feel uncomfortable, and the two talked about how they felt about the long day.

"It feels like it's been a long day, and I still have a feeling of 'that's not a dream.'" Erin leaned against the boat gang, letting the sea breeze blow her long hair, reflecting her happy mood, she turned to Milo to the side: "What are you writing?" ”

Melo took the notepad and wrote, "I'm recording our experience for this day...... It's amazing, the last time I saw this notepad was obviously in the morning, why do I have a feeling that I haven't seen it for a long time? With that, he handed the notepad to Erin.

Erin read through the glimmer of the ship's lamp next to her, "In the Misty Jungle, I finally learned the value of honesty and sin. Thanks to the joint efforts of my beloved and me, I confronted my sins, defeated my selfish and hypocritical self, and gained her tolerance and understanding......" There is a lot more to come, Erin gave a rough look, she snatched the pen from Milo's hand, and blacked out the rest of the first sentence.

"Do what?" Melo was surprised, but there were no emotional swings.

"Be concise, if you write so much at once, this book will run out quickly, write concise and concise, my mother taught me." Erin said, flipping through it again, and saw the bare cover without any pictures, and really wanted to add some color to it. She wanted to pick up the pen and draw a drawing, but she put it down again, subconsciously rummaged through the pocket of her clothes, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was actually a "No. 5 lollipop" inside!

"What is this? Cherry? Milo couldn't see clearly and tried to get the notebook back, but was stopped by Erin. The latter carefully opened the lollipop wrapper, used the cover of the notebook to flatten the wrapper, dipped some sugar from the sugar, and finally glued the wrapping paper to the cover of the notebook.

"How? Doesn't look too bad? Erin ostentatiously handed the notebook back to Milo, who looked at it: the wrapping paper had become the decoration on the cover, and it depicted a stag with long antlers, making the notepad cover look less monotonous.

"It's so pretty!" Melo praised, smoothing the wrapper with her hand again, "Deer, many people think they symbolize kindness and goodness. He didn't care about Erin's scribbling of what he had written, and carefully kept his notepad and pen and ink in his pocket.

Erin smiled with satisfaction, took the lollipop in her mouth, revealed the small wooden stalk, looked at Milo with a diagonal face, and smiled faintly - in Milo's eyes, Erin was really beautiful......

May 19th was a long day for the two, Erin, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, had to rest early, and Melo sent her back to the cabin, and the two hugged again for a long time before they reluctantly parted.

Melo quipped, "I'd like to see you early tomorrow, or else...... I'll come to see you in a moment! ”

"Hmph, it's not like I won't see you tomorrow." Erin snorted deliberately, but she felt happy in her heart, which was exactly what she had been looking for for a long time.

Milo was not in a hurry to sleep, and although he was tired, he still wanted to go to Kolan and ask about something. As he passed by the door of the dining room, he saw Parrett telling Koran about his past. Milo had no intention of listening to the conversation and went straight back to his room. He opened the notepad again, saw the text completely blacked out by Erin, smiled wryly, and tried to close it—for a moment, he thought of the two people he had just seen, Klan and Parrett, and the wind chimes that had saved him a few times, as well as Earl Lee, Viscount Lee, Night Sparrow, and Snow Dog in Windwalk...... These are his companions, saved by them, born and died with them, and traveled the world with them...... Filled with emotion, he picked up the pen and wrote in his notebook:

"Several people in different parts of the world, for the same purpose, or for the pursuit of wishful thinking, have come together together, become companions to each other, care for each other, and move forward together. Our journey spanned cities, villages, ports, grasslands, mountains, and the sea...... Even the deserts and jungles, which are full of dangerous fog, have been wondering: what kind of fate connects us who don't know each other?

"I didn't believe in the existence of fate, but my experience reminded me all the time that this fate—the strange fate that crosses the fog and the mountains and the sea—exists, and she may call it chance and necessity, but I think she should call it friendship, trust, and love...... It makes people sigh at the incredibleness of fate.

"With these reliable companions, my journey can continue, I can continue as before, even though my life is full of hardships and ups and downs, and I have been desperate to give up several times, but as long as I have these loyal companions by my side, I know that I will not fail."

When he had finished writing, he glanced at the phrase "across the fog and the strange fate of the mountains and the sea", then put away the notepad, smoothed the wrapping paper with the stag painted again, blew out the oil lamp, and fell into a deep sleep. And the question that he wanted to ask Kelan was completely forgotten by him.

The question is: Can this magically created dream explain the "white world" he once saw?

After Parrett left the dining room, Koran finally took out the letter that the Mole had given her, which Elder Agatha had written to her. Perhaps having guessed the contents, Kelan looked a little sad when she opened the letter, and she put on her wide-rimmed glasses and read it word by word.

To my best students,

Kolan, when you read the letter, I was already out of this world. Yes, I've lived long enough, and now that my mission is finally over, it's time to say goodbye.

Here, I confess to you that in your life, it was not by chance that you met Carl Dutved and met me, in fact we were looking for you - yes, your husband and I have known each other for a long time, and we have been looking for you. Because you, like Milo Entekoman, are the key to lifting the curse of the stars. You may not understand why we are hiding it from you, and you may even doubt our purpose, but over time, I believe you will be able to understand why we are doing this.

With regard to the Curse of the Stars, which you care about the most, I have spent my life trying to predict the future of it, but without success, because there are so many variables in it, and the outcome is uncertain. But what I can predict is that you'll work with Milo and the rest of your companions to dismantle it and save our planet, other planets, and more life.

Although we have been looking for you, I still think that meeting you is the most wonderful fate of my life.

If you're stuck in a rut and you're confused, find this guy – Sevia Ansesson. In recent years, I have sent people to investigate, and finally confirmed: if you want to lift the curse of the stars, Sevia is a key person who cannot be avoided. He's strong, but don't be afraid, you always have a way.

The last thing I want to say is who I am - my full name is Agatha Dax, and as you may have guessed, my ancestors are Para Dax, the great magician. Everything I do is to fulfill her guidance......

Now, I can go with peace of mind.

Farewell, Koran Dutved, don't be sad.

May the God of All Sources guide you.

Agatha Dax

May 19, 1806 in the imperial calendar

After reading the letter, Kelan's expression did not change much, and a faint sadness hung on his face. Carefully fold the letter again and receive it in the envelope. Then, she got up lightly and went to the deck, estimating the general direction...... Finally, facing in the direction of the Duchy of Komet, Koran knelt respectfully, his staff on his side, his upper body straight, and his hands overlapped on his lap......

"Teacher, I won't let you down."

The samurai patrolling the deck saw this, mixed with the sea breeze, and sang an old-fashioned, desolate elegy:

……

There is no reason for eternal life in all things in the world.

Once in life, the past will not be repeated.

Man is only sixty or seventy years old,

Comparing heaven and earth, it is like a small thing.

Look down on the world, only like a dream,

Looking back on my life, I have tasted it all.

……

Hearing the sad singing, Kolan silently recited "thank you" in his heart, closed his eyes, and silently mourned and prayed for Elder Agatha until the east turned white.

The Otter chased the sunset, but could not keep up with it until the sun rose above the sea level in the stern direction of the ship to "catch" the Otter, and the long May 19 ended in every sense of the word.

For the next eight days, the Otter sailed non-stop at sea, and the animal power did not give the ship an advantage, and the oars could hardly be used because the noise of the wind and waves frightened the horses. Fortunately, the speed of the ship itself was not bad, so that the voyage did not delay time. As they got closer and closer to the halfway island, the group showed more and more restlessness. During this time, Klan repeatedly checked the spell stone that had summoned wind chimes at the Rix Altar, and she had already memorized the ancient characters engraved on it, but she still looked through it countless times.

Instead of entering the Dragon's Sea, the Otter gradually shortened its distance to its destination along the edge of the sea. The Otter was a little lonely due to its distance from the main trade routes, but for those on board, it was completely nothing.

Erin finds new pleasure on the ship, and she has a good conversation with the samurai who accompany her, especially the katana in their hands. This kind of cold weapon, which combines various advanced techniques in the forging method, can give people a unique beauty even if you just look at it, and even Erin, who is not good at using melee weapons, can feel the charm of a katana.

"I really want to get one for my father, but this one is not for sale, so let him use a broadsword." Erin said.

Milo was concerned about something else: why would the samurai be so respectful of the katana in Kolan's hand? The samurai replied to him without reservation: "The white scabbard is a symbol of the status of a member of the royal family of the Dragongon Empire, and all samurai are finally royal. Even if we don't own it, we see it like a person. ”

"What if that knife falls into the wrong hands?"

"The imperial samurai sword is usually in the form of a wooden cane, but in the hands of someone with bad intentions, it is always just an ordinary wooden stick, and only in the hands of a person with a pure heart can it show its true form." The samurai replied.

Milo didn't ask, and of course the samurai could only answer that. Klan had said that the owner of the knife was the magician nicknamed "Mole", and that she might be someone from the royal family of the Dragongon Empire, or maybe even a princess...... But that has little to do with our story.

Parrett quickly became acquainted with the captain, and after he inquired, he found out that the Otter was one of the expedition ships of the royal family of the Dragongon Empire, so there were samurai on board, but she had actually reached the age of retirement, and the reason why she kept it was because she had accomplished a feat-

"Around the world?" Parrett was amazed.

The captain shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively and said, "Yes." A few decades ago, four magicians walked around the world on this ship and accomplished many record-breaking feats, so this ship will never be retired, and we will take care of it to ensure that it can leave the port at any time. Perhaps this would have touched Erin and Milo, but it didn't matter to Parrett, who was usually very smug and didn't care what was good about this old antique. It was a good thing that Parrett did not show this attitude in front of the captain, otherwise the captain would have ordered the crew to throw him overboard to feed the sharks.

At last, on May 27th, a brown protrusion floated very abruptly above the sea level due west of the bow of the ship—halfway island, finally arrived.