A tower that fixes the stars.

For the ancient Esyadians, this could have been interpreted in hundreds of different ways, but none of them had anything to do with Odin.

The people of Esyad have never seen a tower, nor do they worship the stars.

But Magellan was convinced that it was the message that Odin had left him, the way the gods screened pilgrims.

The truth is the most improbable possibility: a tower with fixed stars, literally.

The craziest magician in the world wouldn't believe that such a thing could exist, but Magellan knew that it was a miracle that could exist.

As if fascinated, he chose to believe without hesitation, and according to his own conjecture, he ran wildly towards his destination.

Magellan couldn't help but imagine what his expression would look like when he saw his empty destination.

Before then, though, he's going to sleep.

Night had fallen, and the sound of the sea breeze could be heard outside.

......

In the middle of the night, Magellan was awakened by the sound of a giant tree burning.

He opened his eyes in the cramped cabin of the airship, the light of the fire swaying through the portholes, and on the sea below, a terrifying naval battle was going on.

Magellan lowered his head and looked at the sailing ship burning like a torch on the pitch-black sea, its mainmast and sails were lit, like a campfire lit at night, so bright that black smoke rose into the sky, and the sailors above were jumping into the sea to flee for their lives.

At the side of the burning sailboat, another warship was firing at full fire, adding fuel to the fire, and the burning warship crumbled to the ground with the sound of boiling and dense cannons.

This is just the tip of the endless battlefield on the sea, and in the distance, at least a dozen large ships are burning.

Magellan struggled to find the mark on the sail of an intact warship in the firelight, and he finally determined that it was a melee between the Brittan navy and the Francie navy: the Francian navy in the battle was divided into two sides of the fight, and the Bretannian navy regarded both sides as enemies, taking advantage of the fire and plundering them.

The airship roared away from the battlefield, and in the end Magellan did not have time to do anything, he forced himself back into a deep sleep, and the important thing was to find Odin.

Magellan, who left the battlefield, did not know that among the people who fought on the sea was his old friend.

Standing on a large ship with the coat of arms of the king of the world, Tonan looked feebly at the chaos before him, searching his head, only to find that there was no way to make the Brittan navy trust him.

It was supposed to be a civil war.

After the New World fell to the kings of the world, the Francians became the masters of the New World along with the unscrupulous explorers, who pioneered, inhabited, and cultivated crops in the wilderness, and the fertile land and warm climate brought rich rewards.

Everything was wonderful until science was ready to put an end to the world, and the king of the world, together with science, guarded the reality and mental world of the colonists, but the news of the final judgment changed everything.

Many people don't know that the throne that science uses to be crowned, the source of the power of the Trinity, in addition to the ruins of the Church of Breton and the Holy See, what remains is the assembly of believers in the New World.

After that, devout fanatics have assembled a massive, terrifying fleet ready to return to the Old World to fight the final battle and sacrifice everything for science.

At the insistence of the natives led by Tonan, Francie's fleet commander finally decided to support the king of the world with the most resolute action.

So the second fleet left the ports of the New World, crossed the ocean, and finally caught up with the sailing ships before the believers landed, and launched an attack despite the darkness.

Everything seemed to be going much smoother than expected, but they still overlooked one important thing.

Because the speed of the two fleets was not very different, by the time they began to fight, they were already under the control of the Britannian navy.

This is a group of butchers who have been prepared for a long time and can't wait.

For a long time, the Brittan Navy was the most powerful maritime army in the world, and even the kings of the world had to avoid it, and they had long anticipated the actions of the believers in the New World, and had been preparing here for a long time.

But the Bretanians did not anticipate the presence of a second fleet, and they did not hesitate to attack, and showed no mercy to their allies.

By the time the battle had progressed, Tonnan was almost certain that the Breton Navy must have been aware of the presence of allies, but the cunning sailors simply turned a blind eye, after all, to the Bretanians, the Francie Navy was also an enemy.

Tonan looked helplessly at the chaos in front of him, unable to do anything.

Then a Bretanian battleship on the other side slowly approached.

"Ready!"

It was another gamble, and the feeling made Tonan sigh helplessly, no one knew if it was a tacit ally or an attacker ready to move.

Then the lookout shouted, "Friendly forces!"

Tonam almost couldn't help but laugh.

Here, Tonnan had seen numerous attacks on friendly forces, and the lookout's nervous and excited tone was a joke.

"Don't attack!"

Tonnan felt that the next time his ship would be sunk in the sea because of such conservatism.

That's not bad, you can fall into the sea and you can sleep without any scruples.

Throwing aside the idea that had suddenly emerged, the commander came to the side of the ship and shook his hand at the Britannian ship.

"We allow you to come ashore, whoever you are, give up your resistance and land on the coast of France!"

It only took a split second for Tonan to understand that this was good news, but he couldn't understand why the Bretanians would do it.

In any case, he did as the Bretanians said, and when he got to land, Tonan would let the inexplicable believers know what a battle was.

......

At sea, Magellan ushered in the sunrise.

He instinctively wanted to stretch, and then realized that there was simply not enough space in the airship, a day and a night were a little too long, for this cramped place.

So Magellan chose to continue his deep sleep, forcing himself to sleep, and was sure that he would wake up before the airship reached its destination.

Before falling asleep, he suddenly and unconsciously took the oil lamp from his arms.

It was a formidable supernatural force, a monumental trophy, but despite this, Magellan hadn't used it for a long time.

Then Magellan forgot everything and fell into a deep sleep.

Time flies.

When Magellan awoke, the sun was setting on the western sea, and the evening sun was shining straight into his eyes at a subtle angle.

There is a small island in the sea.