Chapter 12: Old Friends

"Isis doesn't know the truth, and maybe Isitar is the same......"

"But it is still very likely that she was one of the few witnesses," the countess completely ignored Magellan's embarrassment, who had already felt Athena's gaze and made him fidget, "Athena said that our wisdom is not enough to understand the gods' account of the truth, and that Isitar will always be of some help." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Help?"

"Knowledge that is close to the truth but not the truth is more suitable for us, and the gods will always like to walk his ideas to ordinary people, and in another sense, that is knowledge. ”

Magellan was glad that the conversation had finally left the danger zone: "Got it, but where are we going?"

"That land has always been in the hands of Alpha, and almost no scholars have ever visited it, but fortunately, the mages sometimes study the past for various purposes, and it took me a little time to sort out the information, but fortunately, it was not completely fruitless. ”

"You got the mage's research materials?"

"Information that is considered worthless because it doesn't solve the problem. Yes," the countess nodded lightly, but Magellan knew how remarkable it was to find the answer in the materials that the mages had determined were worthless, "and with these things, I have determined a range, and several important locations. ”

"Hopefully our luck will be a little better......"

......

As the only merchant in the world who was allowed by the Arafa to sell the products of the East, the Venetians possessed astonishing wealth and superb shipbuilding skills. However, compared to the vast majority of today's ships whose purpose is to cross the ocean, the Venetian ships only sail on the Mediterranean, so they are very different.

The journey from Brittania to Arafa was a long one, and the time on board would be very long, so Magellan decided to have some fun.

It was a clear morning, the sun had just risen, and the waves were spreading out from the wheels on both sides of the ship, reflecting golden light.

Magellan crouched on the side of the ship and took the key of the tongue from his bosom.

When he looked at the simple silver spoon, Magellan suddenly felt his strangeness very clearly.

For a long time, he did not take out the key of the tongue once, for no reason, not to forget, but simply not to take it out.

"The last time I saw you pull this out, you were an explorer. ”

Chef Pitt embarks on a journey with the Countess, who is full of longing for the Far East and has a lot of criticism about the Countess's food and drink during his travels.

"Now I'm an explorer again. ”

Magellan smiled and let go of his hand, watching the key of his tongue hovering in the air, shaking and not knowing where to point.

"This time is different, you should become a great explorer and help my Lord fulfill her long-cherished wish. ”

"That'...... It's too far away. Magellan smiled and took a breath and stood up, "Now, let's prepare a good lunch." ”

Chef Pico smiled, his sharp fangs reflecting a cold white light, and then turned and pulled out ropes and iron hooks of various sizes.

"I've heard stories of fishermen catching big fish in the sea, and strictly speaking, huge animals aren't necessarily delicious, but this is probably an area that fishermen rarely go to, hoping for something to catch. ”

"We can try. ”

Magellan smiled and picked up the rope and hook with Chef Pi, stood on the side of the boat and threw it down.

"What did you hang on the hook?" Pigor laughed, "Cloth?"

"Fake bait, if it's in other seas, it's definitely not a good choice. ”

Magellan reluctantly turned around, and then saw a young gentleman.

It was a Bretonian, not tall, slightly thin, with black-rimmed glasses most conspicuous on his pale face, and "he" was dressed in a modest gown and spoke and behaved like a well-educated man, but Magellan could see at a glance that it was a young woman dressed as a man.

"But it's the right thing to do in this area. "This is a simple and enthusiastic young man, who is completely unsuspecting of people, and therefore has a kind of approachable power," I also entered this sea for the first time, and legend has it that a pirate once caught a jewel fish here, and became a rich man after giving it to the caliph of Alpha. ”

"Actually, there's a simple way. ”

Magellan smiled and picked up a piece of string from the ground, tied it to a dagger, and stood on the side of the ship looking at the gully that the oars had created in the sea.

A small fish jumped up with the spray.

Then the dagger passed through its body, and the rope returned to the deck with the small fish.

"Well, it's a little bit better than flour. ”

Chef Pico unceremoniously took the small fish from Magellan, skillfully broke open the belly of the fish, sewed it into the hook, and then tied the line and threw it into the sea.

"My name is Magellan. ”

Magellan held out his hand to the stranger.

"My name is Dantès Edmond. ”

Magellan smiled: "Long time no see." ”

"I don't do things for anyone anymore. Young Dantès smiled and shook his head, "I'm so glad to see you again." ”

"I'm about to prepare lunch, would you like to come along?"

"Of course. ”

Dantès laughed and ran to the edge of the deck, looking at the line that followed the waves, and she looked even more nervous than any chef.

"I've heard businessmen say that only a handful of big ships can cross the raging currents into this isolated place, and even the fish can't cross the turbulence, so there's a completely different ecology here, and everything in it is unique!"

"You're ...... now"

"I studied biology at the church college in Ruidu, and I was from the Anti-Darwinist Society. ”

"Sounds good......"

Magellan turned his face with a smile, and Dantès's innocent smile made him want to look away.

"So, according to the principle of use-in-use-and-waste, what should we do to catch the best fish for lunch from the sea?"

"Magellan!"

Chef Pico suddenly shouted, and Magellan rushed to him to find a big fish hooked, and the line stretched out below the surface of the sea was tight, and he slowly slid Chef Pico on the deck.

Magellan grabbed the line and began to relax slowly.

"It's a big fish, what are you going to do with it?"

"The traditional way of making marine fish includes frying and frying, but I'm going to try a new way to eat it, maybe it's better to eat it raw, the galley on the boat is too basic......

Magellan slowly pulled up the line, and beneath the surface of the sea at the other end, a powerful force was still resisting, but it was in vain.

Finally, the big fish emerged from the waves.