Magellan shrugged: "Well, what about wisdom?"

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Magellan thought for a moment and told the countess what he had seen in his dream: "There are many places where you have to pass through from underwater, do you think it is a prophecy, or a repetition?"

"That's a problem," the countess nodded, "but for now, it's more like a reenactment, and it should be Reinhardt's own experience." ”

"I don't know much...... And that kind of god-like journey, magic can do this kind of thing?"

"Magic can do anything. ”

Magellan smiled: "Can it make a stone that it cannot destroy on its own?"

"No, you can't. The countess laughed too, "Magic is a power, powerful, and full of possibilities, and of course, it is impossible to overcome sophistry. ”

"Some of the forces are very powerful, like steam, but it can't do that kind of thing that makes people dream of a fixed scene. ”

"Perhaps one day, some kind of machine running on steam will do it," said the countess with a smile familiar to Magellan, and at that moment he was once again convinced of one thing, that the two of them were the same kind of people, "and that the future with human existence is infinitely possible." ”

"Okay...... I don't know if the mage's magic can solve the immediate problem. ”

The mages were preparing for a great deal, but judging by Magellan's experience of helping Sir Cook form an expedition, it seems that they didn't bring much of the necessary items, presumably using magic instead.

......

Half a month passed in a flash, Magellan and the countess still made no progress, and the day of departure had come.

Shamir came up with a "magic caravan" that was absolutely surprising.

In this limited time, the mages built an airship.

"You really didn't summon the djinn?" Magellan asked Shamir when he first saw the behemoth.

"It was the secret technique of a very small number of mage lords, and it has now been lost. ”

It was an airship without a power plant, which undoubtedly saved a lot of time, but still, a normal-sized airship was an amazing object, and the time and trouble it took to assemble it was terrifying.

Such a "big guy" completely solves all the problems faced by traveling in the desert, except for how it moves.

When it came time to set off, Magellan finally saw the answer to this question.

Like a slender man pulling a big boat on the riverbank, this airship has to be pulled forward by the camel caravan on the ground.

Standing on top of the airship and looking at the thin column of camels on the ground, Magellan could not say anything but sigh.

"Don't worry, even if we do encounter quicksand, we will be able to go back alive. Shamir spoke with a look of pride on his face, and he, like all the other mages, was proud to have built the airship.

"What if there's a sandstorm?"

"Rest assured, nothing will stop us, and neither will Sandstorm. ”

Magellan never let go of his mind as Shamir said, and when the sandstorm did come a few days later, he couldn't help but regret his crow's beak.

The mages seemed to have expected this, and they methodically moved around the airship, lowering the canvas and covering the surroundings, but none of them went down to look down.

Magellan was worried about the camels below, but soon the violent shaking of the airship made him worry about himself.

But a day and a night passed, and the airship was still unharmed.

"How did you do that?"

"Magic. ”

"What magic?" Magellan began to admire the mages.

"The weight of life. ”

Shamir said this, and Magellan was confused.

After another half a day, the sandstorm ended.

The caravan continued to move forward, and a few mages went down to replace the people who were originally below.

The quicksand, Shamir's worst fear, was still missing, and the mages were now confident that they would reach the end.

Life on the airship was comfortable, without direct sunlight, the desert was less powerful, and there was enough water and other supplies on the airship to splurge on it.

Half a month passed like this, and according to the calculations before departure, they would be able to reach the Moon Oasis in another five or six days.

Magellan, as usual, sat on the railing and looked at the curvature of the dunes on the horizon in the distance, and then he heard a commotion.

The mages gathered at the edge of the railing, looking at something in the distance and making exclamations.

Magellan stood up and walked to the crowd and saw a vision in the sky.

It was supposed to be a church of Scientology, carved out of a cliff face, with beautiful reliefs of angels and religious figures, and a half-gate in the middle below. The church seemed to be buried by the desert, and the open door and the front of the church were only half visible from the top, and the bottom was all the same color of the desert.

It was a mirage, and though the fluctuations of the scene resembled the distortion of the air that you would normally see when you looked into the distance under the sun, it could not fool the mages.

Shamir happily told Magellan that this was a good omen and that they would be able to find the Holy Grail this time.

But that's not what Magellan had in mind. The principle of a mirage is the refraction of light, usually caused by the difference in the density of air from the ground to the air. This leads to the inference that now Magellan saw the mirage, and that the church of Scientology in the mirage was real, but behind the horizon in the distance, in the direction of the direction in which the mirage was located. And that direction is not the direction in which the airship is going.

That is, if they move on, they will most likely get stuck in quicksand.

Hearing Magellan's speculation, Shamir immediately stopped the caravan.

Long before they set out, the greatest threat the mages identified was quicksand, the moat that separated the oasis of the third star from the oasis of the moon. Although they had gone smoothly this time with the help of the information on the slate, none of the mages felt that the threat of quicksand had left.

Shamir gathered everyone on board the airship and began to discuss Magellan's theory of the mirage principle.

This is very necessary, to put it simply, if Magellan's speculation is wrong, then the camel team will fall into quicksand after a few steps, although the airship can go back to the Star Oasis, but it is not certain that a few people on the airship can return to the starting place alive.

Magellan's theory is nothing more than the refraction of light caused by the density of air, and the most important point is that in the desert nowadays, the air temperature is different from high and low, so the mirage and the real church of Scientology are only different from the airship, and the direction is the same.

Eventually, the mages decided to believe him.