Francis didn't think it was just a vague complaint, he was a sailor and always wanted to believe it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I always thought ...... We were on a mountain trail with a few cliffs to climb in the middle. Francis sighed, "So, you think we're in a labyrinth?"

"A labyrinth full of deadly traps, one wrong step can kill you. The eagleman's eyes carried the shadow of darkness for the sailors, but the bravery in his blood did not disappear. "But the one who walks through this labyrinth will get everything he wants. ”

"We'll get to the finish line," Francis smiled, "but there's going to be a lot of trouble in between...... And we must also face an angry dragon guarding the treasure. ”

"Magellan, I know him, a living demigod, the hawkman can hear his cry in the wind, and if you want to take anything out of his hands, you'd better be prepared for an updraft to escape. ”

"Let's go and see the updraft I've prepared," Francis stood up, "The people of the Holy See make strangers disgust them, but if you're friends, this group is pretty cute. ”

The Hawkman didn't say anything, but the expression on his face seemed to be a little disapproving.

"Interesting conjecture, but it represents very bad news and we may have to wait here for a very long time enough for Magellan to catch up with us. The pious presented the results of their research to Francis and the Eagleman, "If the meaning of this symbol is more than one day, it will only be, twenty-one days." ”

"It's been three days since we've been left on the island in the dark, so the waiting time will only be shorter than eighteen......"

"That's enough Magellan to come here, even if our luck is good enough for the darkness to recede in the next second, Magellan can catch up with us, he can even wait here, and we can't leave until we get the chart. ”

The devout man smiled and shook his head: "The departure of the chart is not a problem, but the appearance of Magellan is indeed a trouble. ”

"Okay, don't be sad, the meaning of the symbol is unraveled, and now you just have to wait and enjoy the leisurely beach summer, friends. ”

Francis laughed and drove everyone out of the building and onto the sunny seaside.

"The Holy See won't let Magellan come here until you get the charts. ”

The sailors enjoyed the rum and the sun on the reef, while the devout took shelter from the sun with their robes and stayed with Francis.

"I have never doubted the determination of the Holy See. ”

"Magellan has failed the Holy See many times, and he is very special to us. ”

The pious don't talk about anything deeper, but Francis isn't interested in those.

"Will you fail again this time?"

"Science will not allow His gifts to fall into the hands of people other than believers. ”

"I'm curious as to how you're going to stop Magellan. ”

"No, no one can stop Magellan, but one of his friends just remembered that there was something he would do to help. ”

......

Magellan was not surprised by the speed with which everything was happening on the distant island, and the trial ended much sooner than he expected, but there was not a shred of optimism in his heart.

The Holy See may not be a trouble, but the king of the world is, the explorer is, and no one can resist the desire for a new land, which is the new world.

Moriarty's trial is over, the professor has escaped into the darkness and never reappeared, and Holmes has his plans for the hunters, which have nothing to do with Magellan anymore.

He was ready to leave.

Behind Magellan, countless undercurrents appeared and converged in the darkness of the city, but none of them had anything to do with him.

Throwing off the malicious stare that struck him everywhere, Magellan walked through the alleys and into the Royal Academy.

What he didn't expect was that the countess was waiting for him there.

"Can you do me a favor?"

The countess stood in the shade of the river, her white trench coat and wide-brimmed hat, the only warm colour in the gloomy sky, and despite the scarcity of the campus, a few gentlemen who were ready to move had their eyes on it.

"Glad to help, ma'am. ”

"You'd better not say yes so soon, Professor Magellan. ”

Magellan smiled: "Is there a problem?"

"Athena didn't refuse my request as unkindly as you might think, except that the answer she gave me was no different from Thoth's. ”

"Hmm...... I think Thoth's problem is that he doesn't get a real answer either, and truth can and should always be understood. ”

"Even a confident man like you, Professor Magellan," the countess turned a corner towards the School of Magic, "and cannot comprehend the latest theories, and admit it, truth always stands on a high ground beyond the reach of most people." ”

"Does this have anything to do with your request?"

"I'm going to a place to learn a complex theory, and if you go along, it's going to mean a long time of boredom," the countess led Magellan through the castle gates and into the Academy of Magic, "especially, you have something to do now." ”

"It's okay, I've got plenty of time so far. ”

The countess stopped suddenly, put away the smile on her face, and looked at Magellan in silence.

"How?"

"That'...... That's good news. ”

Walking through the ornate church-like gates, the two are greeted by the cherub twins, and their little friends.

"Good afternoon!" the girl threw herself into the countess's arms, then turned her face to Magellan and cried out.

"Good afternoon, Professor Magellan, Sister Helen!" said the boy, holding up Miss Betty in his arms, and shaking it twice vigorously, what looked like an immaculate statue with a black furball on top of it, perhaps the loveliest scene Magellan had ever seen.

"Meow ......"

The kitten barked weakly, completing the shining debut that the two little angels had planned for a long time.

"That's amazing!"

The countess said in an exaggerated tone, reaching out and touching Miss Betty's head.

"We're ready!"

"We're ready to go!"

The little boy put Miss Betty down, then pointed to a gorgeous object at the other end of the hall.

It was an airship, but it was completely different from anything Magellan had ever seen.

Without the iconic cigar-shaped airbag and the cabin is no longer basket-shaped, it is a sea boat with white sails hanging from the top, bottom and left, looking pure wood white, slender and delicate, with elegant curves, quietly suspended in the air, swaying slightly as if in the waves.