Magellan had already talked to the countess about these questions when he was on the airship, but he didn't have a clue. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't want to, sleep. ”

Magellan muttered to himself, lying on the makeshift marching bed, his eyes closed, still unable to sleep.

Although the airship is not as bumpy as a sailboat, it has actually been in the sky for a month, and it feels good to be back on earth. He just lay there, enjoying the feeling of not hanging in mid-air for a long time.

......

In the middle of the night, Magellan, who had fallen asleep, woke up from his sleep.

A terrifying sound echoed outside the tent, the wind howled, mixed with the terrifying sound of sandpaper scraping the tent's canvas.

Magellan tied the curtain of the tent that had been blown open with a rope, looked left and right, saw that his sapper shovel had not been brought, and his heart was crossed, and he lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

The next morning, he was woken up.

One of the men who woke him up was one of the people who came with him, and he told Magellan that the door of the tent had been buried with sand, and that he had just dug up the sand at the door with a mage to bring him food.

It was pitch black in the tent, and only the lamp in the hand of this man with a military temperament was a little bright. Magellan got out of the tent, and when he went outside, he saw that the sand was dark, the sky and the earth were as yellow as night, and the sun above his head was like a white plate of clay.

The soldier also came out, looked at the sky, nodded to Magellan, and left.

Magellan didn't remember to cover his mouth and nose with a scarf when he came out, and he was sprayed with sand all over his face outside, and hurried back to his tent.

......

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Magellan was worried about whether the camels were in trouble, when the sandstorm stopped.

At first a mage said this, it was about the morning, and Magellan was skeptical, but by the afternoon, the sandstorm was really over.

No sooner had Magellan dug open the countess's door with his companions and entered the tent than the leader of the hindfoot mages entered.

"The sandstorms have stopped, and we have to go right away. ”

Not long after the mage had said this to the countess, they set out on their camels.

Magellan and the others all wore the same headscarves as the mages, covering their necks to protect their skin from the desert sun, and although they missed the sun when the sandstorm was raging, all of them cursed the viciousness of the sun in their hearts.

It was just after noon, the hottest time of the day, and the desert dwellers knew that it was best not to do anything at this time, but to stay quiet, otherwise not only would they suffer from heat stroke, but it would also be common for them to be exposed to the wilderness.

But the mages decided to set off at this time, and the countess did not refuse.

After stepping out of the oasis, Magellan saw for the first time the magic of the mage empire, which had lasted for more than a thousand years.

The mages let the camels run in a row, with the mages in front and the Bretons behind, and the supplies in the back. The mages each had a jar filled with water, and as they chanted the words, they dipped it and threw it into the air.

It seemed like it was a simple ritual and nothing had happened, but Magellan could vaguely sense that something was gathering around, and at the center of it was the caravan.

Gradually, everyone realized what was happening. Although the sun was still powerful, it was cool all around, and the breeze brought moisture to the face, and there was peace in the chest that was originally like a fire burning.

Even the camels became energetic, and the team picked up speed and headed deeper into the desert.

It wasn't until the sun went down that they stopped their camels and set up camp to rest.

The mages were all tired, even though it was only an afternoon, but it was definitely not easy to fight against Tianwei and insist on that magic.

Magellan couldn't help but start worrying about what would happen if the mages couldn't hold on.

This fear stayed with him until half a month later they arrived in a small desert town.

Although it was only a small town, it was quite lively, and the mage was in a noble position in Arafa, so they quickly arranged a place to stay, and the countess and her party did not have to do anything, but lived in the backyard of a wealthy merchant.

Early the next morning, the leader of the mages went out.

Magellan got up early, cleaned up and had breakfast, and thought about whether or not to go out for a walk.

In the past half a month, Magellan has chatted with the mage from time to time, and in addition to learning the half-hung mage meditation method, he has become completely fluent in Arabic French.

Half a month in the desert was boring, there was still time to flip through the information on the airship, and the camel caravan could only rush in silence, the scenery in the desert remained unchanged, the mages were all dull, and Magellan was almost suffocated.

Just as Magellan was hesitating to invite the countess, the leader of the mages returned.

"Essence Protection!"

As soon as he walked into the backyard, he shouted excitedly, and the mages who were sitting and meditating in the courtyard all stood up.

"The gatekeeper has appeared, and the time has come. ”

These words brought smiles to all the mages' faces, and the leader strode into the countess's room, presumably to discuss what to do next.

Magellan looked at the mages standing in the courtyard, thought about it, and decided to go out alone. Just as he was leaving, he was stopped by a man who came with him, saying that the countess was looking for her.

"You're the prince of the world. ”

As soon as Magellan entered the countess's room, the mage leader came to him with such a sentence, and he was confused.

"It's just you, mage is too old-fashioned, your people are too serious, and you are like a prince. ”

"What?"

Magellan had no idea what the mage leader was talking about.

"The gatekeeper is a young man who is obsessed with the Arabian Nights, he doesn't like mages, and we have to change our identities. ”

"Arabian Nights...... "Magellan understood, this collection of stories is full of princes who love her when they see the portrait of a princess, and they love her to death. As the mage leader said, the mages are too old-fashioned, and the countess's people are too military.

"Okay, I'll pretend to be a prince, and then what, let the janitor open the door?"

"It's not enough, ask the Count to pretend to be a princess. ”

"Huh?" Magellan didn't know whether to say surprise and delight, or surprise and anger.

But he had no say in the matter, and the countess agreed without hesitation.

The mage leader was pleased, although there was still no smile on his face: "I'll go and prepare other trivial matters, and I'll have the clothes of the two of you send to the room immediately." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Magellan looked at Helen: "Do you really want to do this?"

"Of course, Prince Magellan. ”