Magellan eventually left the summer palace disappointed, and the king of the world refused his request without hesitation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He did not intend to linger and went straight on the steam train to Marseille, a seaport southeast of France.

The train was about to depart, and it was full of hurried pedestrians, and Magellan looked through the glass window at the crowd on the platform, wondering where Dantès would be.

"Please, sir. A hoarse voice interrupted his thoughts.

Magellan looked up and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair.

"Good afternoon, Dantès. ”

It was lunch time, and the seats on this train were much empty, and there were no passengers around the two.

"How did you find me?"

"If a stranger looks at you every day for a month with an acquaintance, you must feel that something is wrong. ”

"It's very rare for people in the world to observe strangers all the time, it's because I'm too self-righteous. ”

"I have a friend who taught me. ”

A wry smile flashed across Dantès' weathered face.

"Your Majesty wants me to follow you. ”

"I don't mind, but please don't change your face every day, your majesty the emperor can tell me what you want you to do, and I can help you." ”

"Why do you want to help a scumbag who is spying on you?"

The train departed, and a muffled sound could be heard from under the carriages.

"You've helped me a lot in Theros, and I'm your friend. ”

Dantès looked at Magellan with a look of confusion and confusion: "Have you heard of Martin's story?"

Without waiting for Magellan to answer, he went on to himself: "He is a little boy, and every morning he wakes up and becomes a different person." It seemed like a gift, because he changed an identity every time, was in the middle of an important event, and in short, Martin was a savior every day. ”

"But no one can adjust to a new identity in just one morning, and no one can save the world in a day. Every day of Martin's life is a failure. Actually, it doesn't matter, it was yesterday's world that was destroyed, and a new day will come. ”

Martin's friends, however, don't think so. It was a kind little boy who didn't hate Martin because of his specialness, but became his friend because of Martin's loneliness. The little boy felt that every day he had a chance to save the world and his good friends, but every day he failed. ”

So he stuck a sharpened pencil into his neck. ”

Then Martin died, and he never had to see the rising sun again. ”

It was quiet in the carriages, and the monotonous repetition of the sound of the train moving in the quiet air made it even quieter.

Dantès turned his face sideways to face Magellan, and the wrinkles on his forehead were particularly deep: "I always feel that concealment is the easiest thing to hurt people than deception." But really, I don't want to be friends with you. ”

"I've heard of that little boy, Martin, too. ”

Magellan smiled.

"In the stories I heard, he had a friend and a girl he liked, and he managed to save the world every day, and everybody in the story was happy. ”

"That's just a story. ”

"I've never failed. Magellan looked Dantès in the eye with great determination, but he knew that he was lying, and that he had failed.

"That's a coincidence. Dantès looked away, "Your Majesty asked me to follow you until you gave up once." ”

Magellan laughed: "I do have the possibility of failure, but give up...... Haha......"

"I can just use this one face, and if you want to get rid of me sooner, give up sooner, whatever you give up. ”

"It's not appropriate for this face to be called Dontès Edmond, you should be called the Count of Monte Cristo. ”

"Monte Cristo, that island is not even a barony......" Dantès shook his head, "well, I'll call me the Count of Monte Cristo." Does that mean anything?"

"No, the main thing is that your face looks too much like that of an earl. ”

......

Marseille, port.

When Magellan and the others arrived, they saw a scene of tension between a Brittan merchant ship and a royal Francis warship.

The crews of the two ships standing on the side of the ship and swearing at each other in a way that they don't understand may seem like a joke, but if you notice the gunner behind the ship's cannon, it's not a joke.

"Haha, Magellan, you bastard, let me wait so long!"

"Good afternoon, Edward. ”

Magellan smiled and pushed the bearded man away: "You have another nest of fleas in your beard, stay away from me." ”

"There is no such thing as an obedient and beautiful wife, buddy. ”

Magellan walked towards the Breton merchant ship: "What's the matter? How did you end up with the warship of the king of the world?"

"Hmph!" said Edward, with a look of disdain, "Does Brittania need a reason to trouble Francie at sea? they'd better not go to sea, or else, hmph, a bunch of eggless sissy ......"

The Count of Monte Cristo glanced at Magellan and walked towards the royal warship.

"I have good news and bad news," Magellan said as he walked to the strong man beside him, "which one do you listen to first?" ”

"Good news. ”

"That ship won't bother you. ”

"Hmph, that's not news, I already knew they wouldn't dare. ”

"The ship is here to help me. ”

"What?!" Edward usually spoke as if he was shouting, and this sound was almost flat and thundering, and countless people on the dock turned their heads to look at him, "This brother has nothing to do! You don't believe me?!"

"I have a patron," Magellan said, pausing to face the angry captain, "she found the ship." ”

"Patron...... Well...... I know what you guys are...... Okay, if they pay for it, they will have the final say, but I tell you, I'm not all the way with them!" the captain strode towards his sailboat, "but you, patron, are you rich......"

"She's pretty rich......"

......

In the captain's room, the Count of Monte Cristo walked in with the captain of the warship.

"Aha, welcome, sit down and have a cup of hot tea!" the captain's laughter was deafening, and he stood up and stretched out his arms towards the two of them, looking hospitable.

"Good afternoon, Captain Edward. ”

"Ahaha!" said the captain, smiling, but judging the "Count of Monte Cristo" in front of him.

"It's like a knife on his forehead, he looks quite thin, but he actually has a round face when he was young, well, this guy may have been in the black prison for ten years or eight years, otherwise...... Life is hard. ”