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Magellan will return by land with his guide, and although it will take more time, Magellan has a hunch that he will not be able to hurry.

They said goodbye on a sunny early morning.

Magellan and his guide stood on the hillside, looking out at the huge eagle's nest at the top of the mountain. The fog had completely dissipated, the wind had calmed down after hitting the mountain, the huge steel structure of the Eagle's Nest was unobstructed, and the white fog wafting from the tall chimneys was getting thicker.

The roar of the steam engine was comparable to the roar of the great wind, and in the midst of a loud sound that never seemed to end, the eagle's nest began to move.

It was as if a castle had risen up into the sky, and there was a great tremor, and there was a roar in the sky, and the eagle's nest spewed white smoke and left the hillside.

"Aren't you going to leave with them?"

This is not the first time the guide has asked this question.

"Actually, I also have a little thing that can fly, so I stay around here. ”

Magellan took one last look at the eagle's nest in the sky, then turned away.

Together with his guide, he bypassed the strong wind, crossed the abyss by rope, and then led the alpacas through the arched bridge, returned the same way, and left the hillside.

As they were about to return to the Empire's road network, Magellan said goodbye to his guide.

"As I said, there's a little thing that can fly around here, so let's separate here. ”

"But ......"

"You have fulfilled the Emperor's promise, and we cannot complete this trip without the alpacas and you," Magellan sighed with a smile, "Take this as a parting gift." ”

It was a brass sun badge, struck from a standard Elizabeth copper coin, a decent piece of work by Magellan, plated with a layer of gold, which he had practiced in a factory long ago.

"Thank you. ”

The guide took the badge and made no further attempt to keep Magellan.

"Goodbye. ”

......

Magellan rounded a steep hill and took out a hot air balloon he had hidden there under a small grove of trees halfway up the mountain.

He had been to this place a few years earlier, and it was with this little hot air balloon that he had crossed the rainforest and mountains, over the fog and the abyss, to the slope behind the Eagle's Nest, where he had left his charts.

It was a journey that Magellan would never want to recall, the journey across the sea was too much, and the fragility of hot air balloons in the rainforests and mountains.

But now Magellan can get out of here and return to Brittany, with this little thing, and he is very different from before.

Digging out the airbags and hanging baskets buried in the earth from under a separate rock, Magellan began assembling the hot air balloon with rope, leaving the stove and oil tank intact.

"I'm so lucky. ”

Magellan sighed and quickly finished the crude and simple machine, then lit the fire and prepared to go.

It's not that he doesn't want to return safely with the help of the Empire, it's just that the Emperor doesn't want to see him again, and the heirs of the Empire are willing to do anything to defeat each other, and unfortunately, Magellan will become their common enemy as soon as he appears.

Moreover, even if Magellan is not afraid of anyone in the empire, he has opponents that he is absolutely unwilling to face.

In any case, there is nothing more suitable for him than this small, humble hot air balloon.

Above the stove, the airbag gradually fulled, and then the gondola rose into the sky, and Magellan stood next to the hand-cranked propeller, looking at the mountains below, and absentmindedly shook the handle.

Then the hot air balloon began to fly forward.

......

Francis stands on a cliff overlooking the beautiful Tenochtitlan.

A sudden amazement gripped his heart in a deep despair, and at this moment Francis suddenly realized that the city was so great and magical.

But that would only fuel the despair in his heart in the end, and this was the last chance, but it was almost impossible for the explorer to seize it.

"You don't have to be disappointed. ”

A beautiful voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Countess......" Francis did not turn around, he still stared at the city in the lake, "I can't find a reason, I believe you ......"

"That city could never have belonged to you, so there's nothing to be disappointed about losing it. ”

"You are destined to be the only one who can put a collar on Magellan," Francis smiled wryly, "and he likes your directness and confidence, just as a man in the dark likes the light of a flame." ”

"You still believe that the worst outcome is nothing more than the loss of the city, but in reality, you are not far from death, Mr. Francis. ”

"Magellan once said to me that whatever a person says to you, whether it's right or wrong, the first thing to do is to figure out why he's saying it. ”

The countess stood beside Francis with a smile on her face: "Don't you know? I don't want to see the man who took the city from you all right...... At least for now, it's better for me for you to live. ”

"I don't think it's possible for you, not even me, or even the Holy See to confront that person. ”

"Of course," the countess turned and walked deeper into the rainforest, "you have no reason to believe me. ”

Francis stood motionless and did not say anything more until the countess left.

......

A raging thunderstorm is raging in the mountains.

The fire of the hot air balloon was so small in the endless darkness, standing in the hanging basket and looking at the sky, there was only darkness and thicker darkness, everything was in a cage.

Only thunder can split the darkness.

White lightning streaked through the sky, illuminating the black clouds in the sky, the mountains on the earth, and the low groves of trees on the slopes.

The electric light outlined the outline of the mountain peak, like the hand of the titan who was unwilling to be driven into the abyss stretched out to the sky, his fingers were angry, but he could not compete with the thunder of the god king, and could only roar at the sky in the dark, letting the cry echo between heaven and earth.

The boundary between heaven and earth is like a rift torn open by a giant, returning to darkness and re-bridging the moment the lightning disappears.

The thunder echoed in the darkness for a long time.

Magellan stood in the hanging basket, shaking his handle and humming softly to the tune of the symphony of fate, oblivious to the rain and thunder.

It won't be the last thunderstorm he'll ever encounter.

The lightning lit up again, illuminating the rain that fell from the sky, and the layers of the clouds were like ink in the water.

Then it was dawn.

That started with dark clouds at the zenith.