Chapter Ninety-Five: The Tranquility After the Rain
As dawn broke, a faint glow appeared from the horizon, illuminating the light of the river's ripples.
Everything was silent, birds flew over the heads of the group from time to time, and in the early morning, it seemed that the raging river was much calmer.
The tattered boat went down the river, and there were rocks in front of it from time to time, but the boat seemed to be fiddled with by an invisible hand, and each time it narrowly avoided the presence of the reef and continued to wander in the wide black pine de.
The light rain was dripping, and the group hid under the "roof" made of shields, looking at the endless red grass on both sides, Andre sighed loudly.
"I've never loved rain so much as I do now!"
There was a lingering glow on his face, as if there was a sense of the aftermath of his life. The shouting was quite loud, causing Andrew, who was pretending to be asleep, to frown.
In other cases, Andrew would have reprimanded him a long time ago, but now, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to his brother's words, or rather, he agreed with Andre's words.
"Bless you, you're so cute!"
Muttering these words quietly, Andrew looked at the rain around him with mixed thoughts, but he was also full of joy.
The crisis he faced last night was relieved by a sudden heavy rainstorm, which poured down very violently.
In this environment, the methods of the orc shaman do not work at all. The smoke and rain poured down like a waterfall, so that they couldn't see their target clearly, and naturally they could no longer shoot arrows from their hands.
The effect of the heavy rain was not so much as it was done, for the rain poured down, and the waters of the Black Sonde River swelled, and the boats moved much faster, so that after a night of running, they finally escaped the pursuing orcs.
Because last night was already cloudy, Brother Andrew could only feel happy about the sudden appearance of the rainstorm and did not feel anything unusual, but as one of the helmsmen of the ship, Suji did not think so.
At this time, the young boatman, despite his constant work at his post, occasionally skimmed to the stern of the boat, which made his father, Emile, on the opposite side frown.
"Work hard, don't always look at Master Allen!"
"Okay, okay!"
Su Ji responded a little absent-mindedly, remembering what he had seen and heard yesterday, and still couldn't help but look at the young nobleman at the stern of the boat who seemed to be nothing.
At this time, despite the rain, the young nobleman still looked elegant.
The shield above his head was propped up by wooden strips, and the rain that slapped on it only dripped down the edges, and it didn't reach him at all.
The tattered cloak was taken off and put aside, the brown leather armor all over his body was neat and orderly, looking very clean, and his hair was a little messy, but it was much better than the people around him.
At this time, he was looking out of nowhere to read a book quietly, and his slow appearance did not look like he had just experienced a life and death crisis, but as if he was in his own back garden, which seemed quite leisurely.
Because of this, the Andrew brothers were quite speechless about this. In their cognition, Allen, who escaped the catastrophe after just a sleep, was undoubtedly lucky.
His behavior is also quite provocative, and his laid-back appearance makes Brother Andrew choke every time he sweeps over there, and at the same time involuntarily recalls the bitter situation last night.
In the eyes of others, it seems that Alan has not experienced the danger of last night because he fell asleep, so he is so limited, but at this time, in Su Ji's opinion, the young nobleman in front of him is full of mystery and bearing.
The abnormality after Allen woke up last night, others didn't see it, but Su Ji could see it clearly, and not long after Allen woke up, the heavy rain suddenly poured down.
If it were a stranger, they might suspect that it was a coincidence when they saw this, but Sugi, who had experienced Allen's countless mysterious methods, was quite sure of it.
"Yesterday's heavy rainstorm must have been caused by Young Master Allen!"
Mystery is always attractive, Su Ji can't help but look at Alan at this time Because of this, his eyes are full of admiration and yearning that can't be concealed, and Allen is a little uncomfortable looking at it, wondering if he has some kind of special habit?
But this is just a boring thought, although Su Ji looks young, but in fact, they are all married, and it is said that there is a daughter who has just been born this year, and her sexual orientation is naturally normal.
His thoughts were a little sluggish, the headache caused by the exhaustion of his magic power made his temples beat constantly, and the various spell knowledge that was churning in his mind seemed to be chaotic, and Eren seemed to be reading a book, but he was actually combing through the few spells he had obtained yesterday.
Locks of Armor, Spell Seals, Pet Spaces, Sniper Arrows, and finally the Torrential Rain.
That's right
Last night's rainstorm did occur because of him, and the spell conferred by the gift could affect the celestial phenomena, which Eren had not expected before.
The spell of the Heavy Rain is wonderful, it is not a spell with fixed power, but according to the amount of mana consumed when casting.
His spell is cast by using his magic to attract the surrounding water elementals, which in turn pry the surrounding materials that make up the rain clouds. The more magic power is delivered, the more water elements can be attracted, and the greater the phenomenon of water elements being leveraged.
This is not a change in a vacuum, but a building on the original environment. Theoretically, Alan could use this spell to direct all the water vapor in the world of Atastic (that is, this world) to rain on a certain continent, but this is only theoretical, and Alan can't imagine how much magic he can use in practice.
Because he only pries and does not directly manipulate it, the situation after the appearance of the cumulonimbus cloud is beyond Allen's control, he is only responsible for the early traction, or rather, his magic is just an introduction, affecting some phenomena that already exist in nature.
Yesterday he was in a very favorable environment, it was already a cloudy sky, and the impact of the heavy rain spell was also very large, but if it was changed to an ordinary city situation, or a dry and blazing desert, then Eren might not be able to summon even a small piece of dark clouds....
This seemed to make him vaguely guess some possibility of the spell, whether the original spell was just a mysterious means to pull the surrounding environment and then cause supernatural phenomena, and did not actually go beyond the framework of nature?
But he wasn't sure about it, local spells didn't matter, his gift spells didn't seem to be formed by pulling nature, it seemed to be a deeper level...
One thing to be sure of is that spell results are not static, but change depending on the current casting environment!
For example, last night's heavy rainstorm obviously exceeded Allen's expectations, and even he was a little surprised by the consequences of his own release;
"It's a pity that this spell only works in certain situations, and most of the time, I don't think it's possible to use it. β
Shaking his head, Alan simply closed the book on plants in his hand. Grabbing the shield above his head and putting it on his side, he didn't care about the light raindrops in the sky, and stepped in front of Brother Andrew.
"Where have we been?" he looked at Andrew.
Andrew was looking around at this time, and replied, "I'm almost reaching the Curved Horn Mountain Valley." β
Alan looked overjoyed when he heard this: "Really, it looks like we will be able to go ashore soon." β
"Nope. Andrew shook his head and said, "I don't think those orcs will give up. β
Andre on the side interjected with a big grin: "I don't doubt it at all, they must be following us behind our butts now." β
Last night's rainstorm was intense, and even if the orcs were physically strong, they couldn't brave the rain to travel, and the wolf couldn't stand it, not to mention anything else. So they escaped safely, but now that the rain had stopped, the orcs were probably following them along the buttocks, as AndrΓ© had said.
The crisis faced by the group does not seem to be completely over, but the Andrew brothers seem to be stress-free at this time.
Alan looked at them hesitantly, not knowing how to be relaxed when he was being chased and killed.
"It's time for us to go ashore. β
Andrew pretended to smile mysteriously, as if there was something that Alan didn't know about not saying, and continued to ask, and he didn't tell you, which seemed very unfathomable.
"It's a mystery. β
Glancing at him, Alan was not shocked by his brain-pumping "pretending", but felt that he was a bit of an idiot.