"But the Countess is moving away from here, and she's moving upward with the professor. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The Doge's magical advisors monitored the Countess's movements with a magic powerful enough to pass through the Countess's many amulets to determine her location, but now it did not give the powerful magician the slightest sense of security.

If the countess did not return, the king of the world would have the whole of Emanchet buried her, and he had died long before this happened, at the behest of the governor.

No amount of magic, no matter how powerful, can make a person survive such a natural disaster.

The speed with which the catastrophe is approaching is as desperate as its destructive power, and the Countess is dying, and she will face the flood before the city, which is about to come to an end.

The old man flicked his fingers at the almost non-existent connection of essence, and took pity on Professor Magellan in a transcendent indifference to life and death, and his death was worthy of pity, whatever the relationship between this man and the countess, and in a short time, his name would be drowned in countless dead spirits, reduced to a number...... One in a myriad of times.

Explorers are gathering, like ants chasing honey, they have not yet learned to hide the magical items they have, so these fanatics are like travelers running with torches in the dark to the eyes of true magicians.

But the Doge's magical advisors weren't prepared to do anything.

He wasn't an Emenquet, but he still agreed that the things of the living world would no longer mean anything to the Necromancy.

Explorers are making miracles.

Driven by a desire to survive and a fear of death, they rushed to the army and left them in retreat.

But it doesn't make sense, because really powerful forces are always unable to distinguish between people.

They will all usher in death.

......

The sun has risen.

Another ordinary new day, the camels opened their eyes in the sun and got up from the ground exhausted.

The farmer and the merchant walked before his eyes, glancing occasionally with pity at the camel and the count beside him, and then went on with his usual life.

"Flood ......"

The flood has not come, there is still moisture on the ground, the water marks have not receded, and what happened last night is not a hallucination.

"Magellan succeeded. ”

The Count's voice was hoarse as if he had aged fifty years in one night.

"That can't ......"

......

The explorers are retreating.

The army is in control, and they will soon retake the docks, when the authority of the king of the world will cause the explorers to flee in all directions.

It's not just that the explorers are tired after a night of fighting.

The reason for the explorers to fight for it did not come - the flood did not fall from the sky.

When 10,000 explorers gather together, and one explorer feels cheated, the 10,000 explorers will accept the fact that they have been deceived, and randomly find a punching bag to step on their feet and leave.

The army is proving to the explorers that they are not the right punching bag, but rocks that hurt to step on.

Everyone is so busy with their own business that they don't have time to think, but they can't keep themselves from thinking about one question: what the hell is going on?

Everyone believed that the flood was coming, but the reality was that the flood did not occur.

This confusion quickly spread to everyone, amplified into the chaos of the crowd.

"The Countess is approaching. ”

The Doge's magical advisor was a very talented man, and he was just right to completely eliminate the Doge's anxiety.

"Let the army throw the explorers who are not yet willing to leave into the sea, and I need a decent place to arrange a meeting with the Countess of New North Shire. ”

With a graceful wave of his hand, the Governor disembarked majestically and rushed out of the docks under the protection of the royal guards.

......

"It's been a long time since I've seen anything like this. ”

The countess stood on the deck of the silver galleon, and before her was a large and wide river, the water of which was crystal clear, and in the center of the river there was a huge whirlpool, after which the river was noticeably narrowed.

"Do you mean the clear Nile?"

Magellan stood behind the countess, with the big fish he had just caught, and he was scrambling to clean up.

"No," the countess turned to look at Magellan, "something I understand perfectly, but will still be shocked." ”

"So," Magellan nodded when he finally subdued the big fish, "and you're proud that you used to be shocked by things you couldn't understand......"

The man shook his head and began to scrape the scales, then disemboweled the fish and washed it: "Are you sure it's not me?"

The countess shook her head with a smile and did not continue the subject.

"How did you come up with that?"

"What?"

The countess was silent for a moment.

"What you just did. ”

"That's the only way I can think of. Magellan smiled and steamed the whole fish in the cage drawer, which had been made by the chefs at his suggestion, "Sorry, I'm too stupid." ”

"That doesn't sound like Professor Magellan at all. ”

The countess shook her right hand, letting the essence sway through the air like an orchestra conductor.

"So you put this kind of thing like saving a city on your own because you're stupid...... I wish there were fewer smart people in the world. ”

"No, not on my own," Magellan said as he busily prepared the ingredients, but he seemed at ease, "my plan would not have succeeded if I hadn't found that suitable place." ”

The countess did not speak, her mind repeating what had just happened over and over again.

With the help of magic, the countess found a section of the underground river closest to the surface, where Magellan did something.

He drew the sea monster's sword and used the blade formed by the sea to cut through the rocks that cut off the dark river.

The whole boulder fell, and the raging flood water fell into the course of the underground river, forming a huge whirlpool, and the flood peak attenuated to a harmless degree.

"Are you...... How do you know that the current below the dark river is small enough to pour out the flood?"

"You would never ask such a question before," Magellan shook his head with a smile, "You know, these floods come from supernatural forces, and the source is the water of the River Styx, and even if that water does rush into the underground channel, it will not be able to reach here, and even if that water does flow here, it will be far behind the flood above the ground." ”