Maybe the captain didn't like the Emperor, but that still doesn't explain why the temple was built. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chloe, a small city that existed during the time of ancient Theros, was one of the satellite cities of Athens. The temple deep in the mountains was a great undertaking that could not be concealed at the time, and if the protector of Athens knew that someone had transported the idol to a place outside of Athens, his thunderous fury would have burned the man to ashes.

Even if the scope of this time period is expanded, the problem remains, until then, Theros did not have a captain who could defeat the Black Sail Pirates, and after that, the Emperor's heirs desperately tried to prove that they were similar to him, and the captain's situation only became more embarrassing.

But Magellan didn't expect that there would be an even more surprising discovery here.

Not far from where the rotten wood and rubble were found, workers dug up scattered pieces of parchment.

There were words on them, and because the parchment was rotten, they were just scattered words that lacked words and few words, but Magellan was ecstatic.

"Look at you, it seems that you have forgotten about the Statue of Victory," Dontès, although he could understand Magellan's surprise, he did not approve of the latter's behavior during this time, "That wall can't stop us at all, do you think it's a secret door that can be opened by passing any test?"

"It may be small, but it's not nothing. Magellan smiled and carefully glued the half-rotten parchment to a blank piece of paper, "Building a temple is almost impossible in itself. ”

A rare expression appeared on Dantès's thin face, "You mean extraordinary power?"

He once told Magellan that the illusion of shadows also had shortcomings, so when he became a thin-faced geriatrician, Dantès always kept a straight face, and then he showed surprise on his face, and Magellan found that the face had become awkward.

"There's no other reason for that, maybe it's the divine power of the goddess Athena that is helping him, Captain. ”

"Then this captain must be a big man......" the expression on Dantès's face changed back to calm, "which famous historical figure do you think he is most likely to be?"

Magellan smiled, he had thought about the question many times, but there was never an answer: "Maybe...... The Admiral of the Conqueror?"

Dantes shook his head: "I haven't heard of him, at least he's not very famous. ”

Magellan was stunned, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Iskandar the Conqueror, will he have a navy?"

"Yes, the Black Sail Pirates were very powerful at that time, and without a navy, an army that traveled by the sea most of the time could not guarantee supplies. ”

"But you haven't heard of the admiral, and there is no record of that navy in history at all!"

Dantès was a little surprised, a little dazed: "I don't know that much about history, but it doesn't make sense, do you mean it?"

"Yes," Magellan lowered his voice and shook his head with a smile, "it doesn't make sense, but it's true, then, isn't this non-existent admiral, this one, captain?"

It seemed to take a moment for Dantès to figure out what Magellan meant: "What does this have to do with our search for the statue of the goddess?"

"It doesn't matter...... Well, my original plan was to find clues near the temple and open the gate. Magellan put down the restored parchment and looked at Dantès, "This is an important discovery, you know?

Dantes shook his head disapprovingly: "You're lucky, now your business coincides with what interests you, but what if the two conflict?

"Of course not, it's an unnecessary worry, I know you think I'm not that reliable, but I'll concentrate on what I'm doing. ”

Dantès looked at Magellan with meaning in his eyes: "You will ...... Sacrifice yourself?"

"Me?" Magellan thought strange, "what are you talking about?"

"You look like a fanatic now, the kind of fanatic who walks on the fire and doesn't regret it. ”

"Ha, I've actually seen a man who was burned to death, and he insisted on the right thing. ”

"Are you talking about science?"

"No, it's not him. In short, this is no longer the time when I have to burn myself to the truth for my insistence, and I will certainly not do anything that is certain to die. Magellan felt that Dantès was so negative and needed a little comfort, so he smiled extraordinarily brightly.

"And if the piece of paper you are holding now burns in the fire, will you rush into the fire?"

"Of course I won't, I'll put out the fire. ”

Dantès's face was still that serious expression: "If the Statue of Victory were thrown into the fire along with the historical materials you had so fortunate enough to collect, and the fire burned out before it was extinguished, would you rush in? Which one would you save?"

"I'll find a way to keep myself from burning, and then I'll rush in and save both. ”

"There's no way you can't burn to death, and you can't save both. ”

"Then I'll figure it out anyway, anything is possible. ”

"So you end up choosing to sacrifice yourself. ”

Magellan felt that something was wrong with Dantes today, so he was ready to end the topic: "You're right......"

"Actually, I'm a Scientology. ”

"Really?" Magellan was a little surprised.

"I've seen so many good people who do bad things that they don't even hesitate to hurt themselves...... Although I was religious, I also found it terrible. ”

"I don't do anything bad," Magellan laughed, "I don't believe in God." ”

"You should believe in a God, and man will always know what is right. ”

Magellan looked at Dantès and was in a trance: "I have a friend who once said something like this......"

"I'm probably going to have to be away for a while. Dantès abruptly changed the subject.

"Good. What's the matter?"

"A little trouble, it has something to do with you. ”

"Have a safe journey. ”

Dantès nodded and left.

......

In the woods, the bank by the creek is covered with fallen leaves, and a beautiful woman is spinning.

"I ask the three goddesses, the spinner, the weaver, and the cutter, to hear my prayer. ”

Martin's hoarse voice echoed through the woods.

"What are you praying for, mortal?"

"I pray for the time of the gods, I pray for the end of sin, I pray, a sacrifice. ”

Another beautiful woman came to the brook, walked barefoot over the fallen leaves, and picked up a piece of woven silk thread.

"Without the promise of sacrifice, the thread of fate cannot be woven. ”

"I brought his words. ”

Magellan's voice rang out in the woods.