When he was tired, he sank into the sea and slept for a while, and when he woke up, he went on his way, and when he was thirsty, he raised his head and drank a few sips of rainwater, and when he was hungry, he caught two fish to eat.

Joan doesn't know how long it has been.

At first, she also tried to keep track of the time according to the day and night variations, but after missing one or two times, the error went from day to week, and then from week to month...... Now she doesn't know exactly how long she's been swimming, but ...... It's been at least half a year, right?

The thought of this made Joan feel so aggrieved that she wanted to cry, in fact she had cried countless times, but the tears would soon melt into the sea and become part of the sea.

I'm tired.

It's really tiring.

When you sleep, you can't relax and float on the surface of the sea, because it will attract ospreys or other predators, and even if you can't eat her, a peck will hurt for days, not to mention the possibility of being bumped into by sea ghosts and those monster ships.

In fact, in the past six months, Joan has had several unexpected encounters with the enemy.

Every time she felt like she was about to scare her soul out.

Luckily, she was always able to get rid of each other with speed, although sometimes she accidentally added two or three more wounds to her body.

The scales that His Majesty had praised were now mostly broken, and the exposed skin looked like strange white spots. As a result of the constant immersion in water, some of the wounds have become decaying. What's even worse is that the parasites took her as a new host, and made a home in her wound with the carapace on their backs, and every time they pulled it out, they felt a piercing pain.

Originally, this body was not pretty, but now it looks even uglier.

She missed Neverwinter's soft bed and Wendy's embrace.

I miss the life of being uninhibited and not worrying about safety.

In addition, although there are many fish that can be eaten in the sea, they can only be eaten raw, and it was okay to do this before, but now I always feel that the fishy smell in my mouth lingers.

She wanted to eat lightning-baked chicken wings.

Thinking about Joan would make her cry, but even though the tears kept flowing, she never stopped wagging her tail.

However...... How long do you have to swim back to square one?

She's faster than most fish.

Even His Majesty's Snow Wind is far from reaching.

According to the approximate time, she should have swam enough to make five round-trips from Neverwinter to the Shadow Islands, but why is there still no end in sight?

What world is round, Your Majesty...... It can't lie to her, right?

If His Majesty Roland really deceived her, if she had a chance to see him in the future, she must ...... Be sure to shave his face with scales!

However, you have to see it first......

Joan took a deep breath and cheered herself up, never give up!

A series of "aw-a-a-a-" sounds wafted across the sea.

A moment later, the same echo was heard in the distance, "Boom-boom-"

Joan shuddered and looked in disbelief in the direction of the source of the sound - the weather was not very good today, the sea was always misty, and the visibility was less than a few kilometers, like the Shadow Islands at low tide. Seeing that she didn't find anything, she swam violently in that direction for dozens of minutes, and finally caught a black silhouette in the mist.

It looks ...... It's like a reef standing on the surface of the water.

Joan couldn't help but feel happy.

She knows that because of the visual effects, many seemingly inconspicuous objects on the sea are actually behemoths. If you can stand on the surface of the sea like a reef, it will not be too small, and if you can reflect your own chirp, it is likely to be a big mountain. And the mountains have appeared, will the land be far away?

Could it be that what you see is the Desperate Mountain Range?

Joan suddenly felt an infinite amount of strength rise from her body. She pushed her speed to the limit, making a series of splashes across the sea, running towards the shadows.

As the distance closes, the black silhouette under the fog gradually emerges.

It was indeed a big mountain, but it was not a western port at the bottom of the mountain, but a flat island. The back of the island seems to be connected to the wider mainland, but the two are too far apart to be seen.

In any case, it is better to have land than nothing.

Joan mustered her spirits and swam to the nearest beach on the island.

Once ashore she noticed that the island was probably a little larger than the fjord's largest island, the Burning Islands, with almost no undulations except for the lush flat-topped mountains, which were as flat as grasslands.

In fact, it is indeed a grassland.

Compared to the barren islands in Joan's memory, it seemed to be completely unaffected by the salty sea breeze and all kinds of harsh weather conditions, and the grass under her feet was just touching her ankles, and occasionally a small blooming flower or two. She couldn't imagine why a tsunami could destroy all vegetation. Coupled with the fog surrounding the island, this place has a sense of isolation and wonderland.

Turning her tail fin into legs, Joan slowly walked towards the center of the island.

Gradually, there were more stone tablets on the grass, and she didn't care about it at first, but after a while, she found that although these stone tablets were of different sizes, they were all neatly arranged.

And the closer you get to the center of the island, the more the stone monument becomes, and even in a circle at the back, and closes inward little by little, as if it is erected around something.

Where did she seem to have seen such a scene......

Joan crouched down in front of a stone tablet and looked at it carefully—there were indeed traces of chiseling on it, but whether it was a random pattern or some kind of meaningful text, Joan couldn't make out it. However, to her surprise, the stones were obviously full of old smell, and they were not covered with too much dust, as if they were constantly taken care of.

Don't...... Does anyone live on this island?

After walking a short distance, Joan suddenly froze.

A huge crater appeared in front of her eyes, the radius was probably several kilometers wide, the depth of the cave was not to mention, and the arc of the edge was extremely smooth, which was by no means formed by natural collapse. And those stone tablets are arranged layer by layer around the sinkhole, forming a "ripple" that spreads out.

She vaguely remembered something, and looked up at the sky—the outline of the red moon was still clearly visible in the hazy mist. Obviously, one is in the dome and the other is at the foot, but the size of the two is very similar, as if carved out of a mold. She even came up with a strange idea, if the red moon fell, it should be just enough to fill the hole, right?

"Hello. At that moment, a beautiful voice came from behind her.

"Boom————!" Joan suddenly screamed in fright, turned around and took two steps back, and hit the stone tablet with a bang.

The latter also seemed to be startled, and couldn't speak for a long time, and it took a long time before he could hold back a sentence, "That...... Are you alright?"

That's when Joan realizes that the speaker is not a monster, but a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a long white dress, and her long dark black hair was split into two strands and hung down on her chest, which looked refreshing and refined, which made people feel good at first sight. It's just that he looks a little at a loss, and he doesn't know whether to come up and touch Qiong, or continue to watch from the sidelines.

"Uh-huh-"

Joan wanted to ask who you were, but all she could say was a barrage of screams. She hadn't spoken to anyone for most of the year, and her language skills had once again deteriorated to the level she had when she lived alone.

However, the other party seemed to understand what she meant, and a hint of loneliness appeared in her eyes, but even so, she replied with a smile.

"Me?...... Just a watchman trapped here. ”

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