The so-called truth is this: Lena only knows black magic.

It's not that she doesn't know any white magic, from the very beginning, she was forced to do both.

But as she learned, she found that the system of white magic was not suitable for her at all.

In short, white magic can't boom with the mood.

Moreover, the belief magic under the white magic category can almost be said to be completely insulated from her, a recognized magical genius, so in the end, she selectively forgot everything she had learned about white magic before.

In her words: "It's useless anyway, so it's better to forget about reducing some of the burden on the brain." ”

At first glance, this logic still made some sense, so she was ordered to "never go back to the village if you can't learn white magic".

Of course, she was able to quickly recall and chant other white magic spells, which proved that her reason was absolutely.

If she had forgotten everything, she would not have been able to heal Ballard from the wounds she had smashed, let alone save the entire ship in the circumstances she had just had.

Knowing about Lena's "black history", Heine nodded knowingly.

"So you can't learn white magic......

Heine's summary has been said to Lena by more than one person.

Naturally, Lena also has her own set of arguments, or explanations, based on her own personality.

"Manpower is limited, even if I am a genius, it is not as beneficial to learn as well as to specialize in one path."

Making a gesture of prayer, Lena whispered an ode.

After praying, nothing happened around her, and Lena continued.

"You see, many of the spells in the White Magic Department are related to the Faith Department, and I am completely insulated from the Faith Department, so specializing in black magic is the path I should take."

Hearing this, he nodded earnestly, and Heine raised his doubts very energetically.

"Are you sure you're chanting your spell right?"

As soon as the words came out, Lena suddenly froze on the spot.

After a long silence, Lena also replied with a very serious expression.

"I don't know."

So Heine now thoroughly understands why Lena can be regarded as the "most demonic woman" in the world.

This person's thinking circuit problem is so big that it's sobering!

It is absolutely impossible for normal people to have this kind of reflection!

The experiment of the derivation of the incantation did make Lena's spirit a little tired, and she took the opportunity to get rid of Heine's entanglement, and she staggered to the cabin.

Originally, she was going to go to sleep and rest, after all, using her brain is extremely tiring.

But it suddenly occurred to me that Ballard was going to fix the "propulsion device", and that tiredness was dispelled by inexplicable curiosity.

She had always wanted to see the inner workings of the "technological" creations of this world on the floatboat, but every time she had this idea, she was either stopped by Ballard and the rest of the group, or she was disturbed by other things, and she never had a chance to see it.

Now that Ballard was busy and no one else was in her way, she felt like she finally had a chance to see the truth.

She followed the sign in the corridor of the cabin to the door of the boiler room, and before she could open the metal door, she heard the peculiar movement of a steam turbine outside.

"Hmm...... Has it been the age of steam......"

Nodding thoughtfully, Lena raised her hand and pushed towards the iron door.

"Huh?"

The immovable iron door blocked Lina outside, pushed hard a few times to no avail, pouted her lips vigorously, and Lena took the door off directly.

Yes, it was like removing the baffle, and the iron door that was one and a half her height and two her thickness was "removed".

The crisp sound of the bolt cracking reverberates, and the sound of screw tripping is endless.

Carefully setting the door panel aside, she looked back and saw Ballard posing as the door panel's face was stained with oil and dust.

and ate a wrench to strike.

Boast!

"Hey!!"

Squatting on the ground with her head covered, without waiting for her to say the words that were either threatening or complaining later, Ballard took the lead and patted a sign next to him, and said with a wistful heart.

"If you don't develop, it doesn't matter, how can you practice eyesight and intelligence can deteriorate? Don't you see what is written on it!? ”

"Hmm...... What is written? ”

"The door is pulled out!"

“……”

Knowing that she was wrong, Lena forcibly skipped the topic.

Pointing inside, he asked with a bright look in his eyes like a curious baby.

"What kind of propulsion device, is it a steam engine? The kind of piston? Can I go check it out? Just take a look, absolutely not scratch it. ”

This is a rare expression that matches the physical age of Lena's zombie face.

In other words, this is the first time that after the disbandment of the Dream Troupe, she has revealed the appearance that originally belonged to her.

Ballard was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered from his memories and brought out Lena, who wanted to sneak in while he was stunned.

Grabbing her by the neck and carrying her in front of him, Ballard sternly refused.

"Have you forgotten that you almost crashed the float boat scourge every time, I warn you, this is your forbidden place, if you want to reach the sealed place of Leviathan safely, you will honestly keep me five hundred meters away from the power room."

"Wouldn't I have to be a genius then?"

"I'd rather you sink to the bottom of the sea."

With three middle fingers at Ballard, Lena broke free of his restraints and returned to her room.

She didn't want to have the aura of "mechanical killer", but who knew that the world was so wonderful, and the physique of a magical genius was born to clash with mechanical criminals. If it weren't for this, she would have used the dummy bomb to educate the bandits of this world, and she would have used such a troublesome thing as magic.

A picture of a homemade RPG shouting "Hammer of Doom" when pulling the trigger......

When you think about it, it's much more exciting than reading a note and throwing magic!

At the same time that Lena was bombarded back to rest, Heine, who had directed the crew to sort out the "staple food" for the next few days, also came to Captain Fisher, who was huddled in the corner.

The captain's behavior at this time was the opposite of what he said at the time, which forced Heine to wonder if there was something else hidden in it.

With his favorite rum in his hand, Heine sat down and hit a straight shot.

"Mr. Captain, do you recall something that you don't want to remember anymore because of what happened just now?"

Without an immediate response, Captain Fisher just tilted his head and poured the glass of rum into his stomach for a moment of silence before nodding.

"I do think about some past experiences, but ......"

He sighed heavily, and poured Heine's cup down.

"Let me think about how I can sail with the witch for the second time and go back alive......

"Huh?"