Chapter 25: Thunderclouds
Magellan wielded his sword, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart, as if the sea monster was still not dead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
That is undoubtedly impossible.
"You used your sword to win for Athena, so the gods have given you a reward worthy of this act......" Athena smiled like a lady of the camellia on the street, "The sword forged by the god of fire is indestructible unless Zeus strikes, the goddess of war has blessed it with the ability to cut through everything, it is the destiny of the sword to fight terrifying behemoths, so when it faces a huge creature, the blade stretches long enough to touch the heart, and the warrior knows nothing about magic, so the goddess of wisdom gives the sword the power to break through magic." ”
"I remember ......"
"The god of fire is dead," Athena said with a rare look of nostalgia, "this is the power of the old gods, and even though they are dead, they affect this world all the time. ”
"Well......," Magellan put away his sword, "your generosity dwarfs all the gods I know. ”
"If you don't have a weapon...... Athena said goodbye to Magellan with an unfathomable smile, "and the countess will have a lot of trouble to solve on her way to find answers." ”
Before Magellan could ask his question, Athena disappeared in the time it began to flow.
"I'm really in trouble here......"
Walking out of the courtroom, the streets were calm, and there was no doubt that the hunters had dispersed the police who had heard the news. Despite this, Magellan was targeted by the patrolling bailiffs because of his long sword, and before he was caught, he turned the corner and disappeared into the dark alley.
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Francis enjoys a leisurely time on the reef by the sea, the sea breeze and sun, and success.
He took a knife and pried an oyster from the surface of the reef below and brought it to his mouth.
"How long will we have to wait?"
The first mate was next to Francis, and he was so skillful that he had already sent a large slice of oysters into his stomach.
"It's so long that you lose your patience completely. ”
Francis didn't care about the passage of time, so he poured Rum into his mouth with an oyster and let out a pleasant breath.
"Why are we waiting here when they have already deciphered that symbol...... So long?"
"This symbol is different from the previous one. ”
The crew's thoughts were not surprising, as when they narrowly escaped death and returned to the last island, everyone lost hope, and the sudden appearance of the answer made everyone lose the ability to think.
With the help of the devout, the professor came up with the meaning of the symbol.
That's a number that denotes time, meaning half a day apart.
So half a day later, the sailors saw the receding darkness on the ship.
It was an awe-inspiring victory, and the darkness receded from beneath the sea as calmly as it had come, like a pantomime, as if everything had been taken away, and not even a sound remained.
Despite their fears, they did succeed, and soon they reached the next island.
Then came the success, the trap that Magellan had left in the island's architecture that failed to stop the devout, who were given a second pattern and more information.
Everything seems to be speeding in the direction of success, and when they have solved the problems in front so smoothly, then there should be no trouble in the problems that follow—as all impatient sailors think.
But it didn't work out that way, and the decipherment of that symbol ran into trouble.
So Francis enjoyed a leisurely afternoon, enduring the almost never-ending whining of the sailors.
He didn't tell the sailors that the bad news was not the only one. The trial in which Magellan participated ended faster than anyone expected, and the latest news was that Magellan had faced off on a hunter, but the battle would not take much time. At the same time, the heretical researchers of the devout were convinced that Magellan already knew where they were, and that every time they came to the rune, they would appear in front of Magellan's eyes.
But it didn't matter, Francis didn't feel the need for the sailors to know this, they had already done what they had to do, and it was Francis's own business to deal with Magellan.
"There's an interesting thing in this picture. ”
The countess's precious chart was copied in a dozen copies, one for each sailor, and it was Francis's favorite thing to do, as it usually surprised him.
It was the eagle man who spoke, the least sailor of all.
"What?"
Francis put Rum aside and wiped the sea water dry on his pants.
"The route is a coherent line, with islands in between, no matter what kind of black ...... Something," a shadow passed over the eagleman's face, "whether it was a creature or something like a tide, it should be near the island." ”
But the truth is that this kind of thing does not appear near the island.
Francis didn't know what the use of this discovery would be, but at least it was a discovery.
"We all know that there's nothing to fight that horror, so the only chance is to rush to the next island while it's receding. ”
Francis didn't figure out what the Hawkman would say, and he began to feel as if the sailor had really discovered something.
"But judging by the route map, we simply don't have enough time, and it will take at least three days to get to the next island. ”
So the devout people of the Holy See believe that the key to solving the problem lies in the symbols that are hidden, and that there is no problem with their theory, that the previous symbol represents a day, and that this one should also be a period of time. ”
"But their progress has been slow. ”
"What if the new symbol represents a much longer period of time than they expected?"
"In other words, this period of security of up to three days may take much longer than three or four days?"
Francis intuitively felt that the eagleman's speculation was correct, but he knew nothing about the study of symbols.
"You can talk to the people of the Holy See about this, I think you have a lot of point. ”
"I don't think it's going to help much......" The Hawkman didn't show any positive emotion, he seemed to be in some kind of dark conjecture, "I've ever seen the most dangerous rain clouds, the killer of the airship, a dark labyrinth with constant thunder flashes, you never know where it's safe, but it's a supreme honor to walk through such rain clouds in the tradition of the Eagle Man." ”
The Hawkman sighed, "I think we're in this rain cloud right now. ”