Under the moonless night sky, a large black river flowed quietly, and on it was a not small boat, the slightly flattened hull showed a beautiful streamline, and it was completely black and wrapped in a thick mist that came from nowhere, as if it was completely integrated with the river, floating quietly, not even a trace of waves could stir up.

If you look at this place at this moment, high in the sky or somewhere in the distance, I am afraid that you will find nothing, and you will only get the impression that matches this thick darkness, as if there is nothing.

But in the blink of an eye, the observer will find that the calm he has just seen seems to be an illusion, and that the things that are conceived and exploded, even if viewed with the eyes from an incomparably distant place, seem to hear a deep and deafening roar from this thick darkness.

At some point in mid-air, a thick cloud gathered up, and replaced the faint stars that were hidden by it with a flickering thunderbolt, and the black and oppressive dark clouds were as thick as a water ball that had been stretched to the limit, and in an instant they would explode, revealing the lightning hidden in them;

A column of water like a drill rises from the center of the river, and the entire river seems to descend as a result, and the Rama is thrown into the air—and it is only then that the dark clouds are finally unable to suppress the lightning it has bred, and like a trap that has been touched, it releases the spikes of ten thousand thunders contained in it!

In an instant, the deck of the Rama, tossed high and out of the fog, was brighter than the sunniest noon.

Captain Rama stood firmly on the sloping deck, his head tilted, part of the column of water under the ship spreading around him, attracting the lightning in the vicinity, and his gaze passed through the water, looking precisely into the air, and his eyes met Ropol's eyes as he looked particularly hideous in the lightning and thunder, which was where Ropol was sensed by his magic emblem.

Even if he is caught off guard, a sailor should not be thrown off the deck for any reason if he does not want to. Although this was his plan, the skin on Captain Rama's forehead was slightly closer to the center.

There was still a man on Ropol's back - as Captain Rama thought, that Brunei was indeed very good. He had planned everything from the beginning of the negotiations with Captain Rama, and he was not just trying to find a way to delay time or escape from there, he saw through Ropol's cowardice and greed, and won a pair of legs for himself who was completely incapacitated.

However, as it was said earlier, "the same as Captain Rama thinks".

The thunderbolt disappeared in an instant, leaving only droplets of water suspended in mid-air between and near each other, with a flash of electric light in the middle. The hull of the ship was still being thrown upwards, making a "whoosh" sound against the rushing water. Ropol and the others did the same, and with the water, they quickly slammed down to the deck—and a new light lit up from that direction!

The fiery red, fiery orb flew swiftly towards Captain Rama—even then, it was nowhere near as fast as the thunder, so that Captain Rama still had time to see behind the bright flames, the shadow of Brunei still overlapping Ropol. He even sighed with some leeway.

"Is that all? Sneak up behind the fog and use the fireball spell to decide the winner? Win over that poor 'noble' and cast a distracting thunder spell - even if it's not a surprise. Is that all your plan is about? Brunei aside, Ropol will accept this kind of plan...... I really think highly of you. ”

While Captain Rama was pondering, the "Rama" was hit by the new current, and it could almost be said that the whole thing stood upright, and the current could almost be said to have calmly surged from behind Captain Rama to in front of him, completely engulfing the back half of the "Rama", including him! As soon as the surface of the water came into contact with the fireball, it boiled and turned into steam, and then there was a "boom" explosion, and the boiling water scattered and splashed in all directions, and even a few drops splashed on the bodies of Ropol and the others, and the skin became red and swollen in an instant.

However, compared to the wide surface of the water, no matter how hot the fireball is, it is too weak after all.

The water level receded, and Captain Rama grabbed the roof of the cabin corridor with one hand and steadily stepped on the deck of the "Rama", and Ropol finally approached the hull, first trying to land on the upright bow of the ship, but his feet were unsteady and he fell down in embarrassment, and with the man on his back, he smashed it head-on at Captain Rama.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Ropol's man on his back let out a burst of exclamation, which could be heard even in the deafening sound of water near the waterfall.

Behind the simple and crude name of "Level 3 Water System Magic: Water Flow Manipulation", there is a strength and precision that is enough to make a level 5 or even more spells ashamed of themselves as long as the amount of water is sufficient. However, even so, the cost of a continuous third-level spell for a first-turn mage should not be underestimated. Captain Rama chuckled and put an end to this powerful spell—

"The last blow. Even if you know what to expect, even if you know that defeat or even death is just around the corner, you still can't do anything, you can't even say a last word, all that's left is meaningless yelling-"

A small stream of water slammed up again at a faster speed than all the others, heading straight for Ropol, who was falling, but it was the final blow, but a trace of doubt rose in Captain Rama's heart.

"Why did he suddenly scream so energetically?"

"Goo——!" A muffled grunt of pain rang out at the same time - from three different people.

Ropol's abdomen was rushing against the current, and blood was spitting out of his mouth, and the man he was carrying was no better, and his wail was even worse than that of Ropol, who had vomited blood, and the third was from Captain Rama.

The hand holding the ceiling slipped down inexplicably, and when I looked closely, it turned out that it was because of the missing finger.

Captain Rama couldn't help but look into the roof, and what he saw was a slender hand lying on the roof with the edge, and the other hand that was paired with it was hanging in the air, holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand.

"Whew!" Captain Rama exclaimed, and with a sharp push, he took several steps back to the bow of the ship, and the two of them finally barely landed near the bow of the ship, and rolled over the front of the deck with a grunt, and were stopped by Captain Rama with his feet—before he knew it, the Rama seemed to be gradually turning back over.

Captain Rama glanced down and smiled a little childishly admiringly, "I see, that's what happened. ”

He raised his foot and kicked it violently, and Ropol, who was unconscious, and Mr. Gerry Telphons, who was still screaming, rolled down again, all the way into the corridor: "I subconsciously thought that only the old sailors could move freely on the deck of such a bumpy ship, and that if you wanted a pair of legs, only 'Ropol' could do it, so you took advantage of this and gave up your hard-earned 'legs' that could move freely in exchange for a sneak attack opportunity to win." ”

"Huh. Captain Rama opened his mouth and smiled, "You are better than I thought, Mr. Brunei." It's just, you see, it hurt me a few fingers, and that's the limit. On my 'Rama', I, Captain Rama, am invincible!"

The ship finally turned completely sideways, the heads of the two men on the roof exposed, their eyes intertwined with Captain Rama's. One of them was obviously a woman with a beautiful face, and her expression was obviously a little panicked, and the other, although it was a man, had a face no less handsome than that of the woman, except for a long scar at the right corner of his mouth, which made his calm face look a little gloomy.

"yes, I'm sorry, I just, I just thought it was an opportunity......" Evie leaned on the roof of the boat, shook the dagger in her hand vigorously, and apologized to Brunei on her back, looking like she was about to cry.

Brunei comforted her calmly: "No, it's okay, you're doing a good job. ”

[Very good?haha, my little Bruneith, don't you want to eat her with hatred?]

“...... Not. Not everyone is like you, who is not able to understand others in the slightest, system. ”

[Haha, I'm not very good at refuting the second half of what you said, but combined with the context of the first half of the sentence, haha, it's so funny, don't you think?

The Rama descended rapidly with the soaring column of water, and instead of stopping, the sound of the "booming" water grew stronger and stronger, and the only roar of the water shrouded in darkness gave Brunei even the illusion that he was in the heart of a giant.

He didn't think that in such an environment, Captain Rama could still hear his already weak voice, but, somehow, Captain Rama's breathless voice he heard very clearly, and the voice was smooth and powerful, not even like shouting out at the top of his voice: "In retrospect, you may have a deeper understanding of the Imperial Magic Emblem than I thought, right?"

"It's funny. Are the people from College City as knowledgeable as you, or are you actually from the Empire?"

Captain Rama paused briefly, then continued, "Don't you answer? Forget it, I still have a good impression of the Imperials." You see, my skill in drawing and recognizing the emblem of magic was taught to me by an Imperial. I've always been grateful to him, so after I learned it completely, I fulfilled his long-standing desire—"

"No more torture, give him a happy death. ”

"Hey, hey. Captain Rama laughed twice, the exact opposite of what had been said, as if without the slightest malice, even a little childlike innocence, "Great, isn't it? Mr. Bruneis, and I will give you the same gift." ”

Brunei felt the shrinking of her body, the poor maid was probably frightened by the gloomy story of Captain Rama, Brunei thought for a moment, and said comfortingly: "Calm down, Elvie, don't be afraid. Language is the weakest weapon in the world, and you should not be influenced by the content of the language alone, but should understand the truth behind it. ”

"He's just stalling for time, inscribed the trick of the 'silent chant' that is commonly used by mages. No matter how terrible his words were, they only betrayed his essential weakness. He's just a one-turn mage, and counting Telphons, there are two of us on our side. The victory is decided, Elvie, so, don't be afraid, so, stop trembling, so, laugh. ”

Elvi was a little puzzled, the mage who claimed to be called Brunei was always very weak, and it was difficult to even move his fingers, just like what had happened to the guard, Lord Bart, but his staccato voice sounded so calm, as if it had a sweet aroma, and her trembling body really calmed down.

She couldn't help but look back and see Brunei's face.

It was a handsome face, the left half of the face was expressionless, like those big people who only appeared in paintings, but on the right half, the corners of the mouth were very high, and it was a crazy smile that stretched all the way to the root of the ear.

"Laugh, Elvie, because we've won!"

"Poof!" interrupted Brunei's words, and Elvie's eyes felt a little astringent, and her ears were filled with the sound of water that was different from the previous one, but also extremely noisy—as if it were separated from the world, a wonderful sound of water.

The Rama finally fell back to the surface of the river, and then the whole ship sank to the bottom!