I am a stranger on this sea. Morris thought.

After the order to stop the ship was given, the sailors screamed and reveled. They threw hats at each other. The navigator, who had been smiling with a tense face, was also smiling. Only Peters frowned and looked around for possible errors.

The center of the deck was occupied by a circle of tossie-turners, and Morris and Aprile sat in a secluded corner.

April's young age and lack of interest in revelry made her look at the rough crew and sighed like little adults.

Morris couldn't help laughing, but the wound at the corner of his mouth hurt so much that he didn't dare to grin. He glanced at the stern of the boat, just in time to see Peters, who had fanned his hat, his hair tied with old blood stains on his turban. The captain ordered some of the crew to move the barrels to the deck.

Clean rainwater is never too much.

The named man reluctantly walked to the cabin, and as they passed by Morris and April, they waved their hands, and Morris nodded in acknowledgement.

Asking April about the merfolk wasn't as easy as she thought. The lively little girl had apparently forgotten what she had asked Henry to do. This gave Morris a big headache. He had to ask questions patiently, trying to induce her to recall something. But April seemed to find Morris's serious appearance amusing, and she kept pretending to think about playing tricks on him. And when Morris was about to get to the point, she cheerfully replied, "I can't even remember." ”

In the end, Morris ended the conversation with a brain meltdown.

He reluctantly thought about what to do. April giggled beside him. In her opinion, bullying this serious big brother is much more interesting than chatting with those crew members. The little girl only told him that she had been woken up by the woman's singing last night, and she pushed her father, who was snoring, and fell back asleep when he saw that he was unresponsive.

It's not new information, it's just a reconfirmation of what already exists. Morris was troubled, partly because of the mysterious mermaid, and half because of the bear child around him.

What if the mermaid who saved him hadn't gone, and he was still cruising the waters......

He thought with his chin propped up.

First of all, confirm the other party's intention...... Well, if you take the initiative to save people, there should be no malice.

First of all, thank you...... But he doesn't necessarily understand Navarre's language. It is still necessary to confirm the gender of the other party first...... No, no, you can see it from this appearance.

And April said it was "a woman's singing...... Morris searched for memories of his shipwreck, but unfortunately, he fainted quickly and was not sure that he was a woman.

Thinking entered a dead end, and Morris had no choice but to stand up and move his muscles. The little girl next to him also learned his movements, cute and hateful. Morris rolled her eyes, and the little girl leaned back again with joy.

Let's go sleep first, Morris looked at the group of happy people, and almost half-gave up thinking, what kind of mermaid or banshee or female pirate, anyway, you don't have to worry about it, uncle, I don't have to worry about it, it's a big deal to wipe out a wave.

But he eventually got his mindset right.

Morris licked the wound at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and he had a plan, since it was Tyrell of swords and magic, let's use something unusual.

......

The caster's approach.

The first thing to do is to prepare. Having made up his mind, he lifted his feet and was about to walk into the cabin. Stopped by two drunken drunkards. It was Henry the tall and Barres the short.

They were so drunk that their eyes were crooked, and their faces were red. And he had to take Morris with them to drink.

"Let it go, gentlemen!" said Morris, patting his chest and assuring that the dinner party would perform magic tricks for everyone, which made the two men let themselves go.

What a hard life. Morris straightened out the inferior smock that had been nearly torn by these two guys. I couldn't help but smile wryly.

There was no one in the cabin, and most of the sailors were partying on deck. Occasionally, one or two crew members are also only sleeping. Morris heard a faint snoring. In fact, regarding the preparation before this cast, he thought it would be okay to be seen.

Because he's just making crafts.

Morris lifted the crude blanket from his bunk, made a small opening with his dagger, and pulled a handful of cotton from it. He also got some straw and fine hemp rope from Henry's shop. The required materials are collected.

He's going to use them to prick a little bird. Pierce a frightening bird that can fly in the sky, and he will command it to look down on the sea and find the merfolk who sings in the middle of the night.

It's a realm that science can't reach, but mystery is easy.

His original plan was to tie a fish and cruise through the sea. But in fact, in terms of the efficiency of surveillance, the bird is much stronger.

Morris's craftsmanship is not good, he originally wanted to fill the bird's belly with some cotton, but after the actual operation, he found that the bird did not have the conditions to touch the mystery. He had no choice but to abandon the cotton, and then pulled a handful of straw from Henry's shop.

"Hopefully he won't feel too cold tonight. Morris muttered.

The final product came out, a rough straw bird, the craftsmanship was very rough, it was simply a hairball with wings. Morris was happy with it. He could feel the caster's side of his soul stirring, he hadn't cast magic in a while, and he couldn't wait.

"Don't worry. Morris said to himself, "Wait." ”

The magic he wants to perform has the same effect as the "snake magic", which is to give false life to the dead. But it is more than that, Morris wants to lend it vision temporarily, and use it to fly into the sky to explore the sea. This temporary, rough body can't perfectly accommodate both miracles, and eventually its lifespan in the sun will be as short as fireworks.

Morris can only cast it at night.

Night soon fell. The revelry on the ship kicked off and all the lanterns were lit.

The only pleasure at sea is wine.

Boss Peters also put down the shelf, he was so drunk that a chair was brought to him, and he sat in the middle of it. As if trying to persuade him to drink less, April laughed and burped at the little girl, choking her on the ground.

Some of the sailors leaned against the side of the ship and drank, muttering and holding bottles of wine in their hands. There were also sailors in a circle, hooking shoulders and singing strange songs.

That included Henry and Barres.

Morris cautiously rounded them off, and some drunken sailors greeted him, and he answered indiscriminately. He walked to the bow of the ship, and he saw that the starry sky on the sea was dense and bright, and the stars were shining separately. But when he gazed closely, those ancient lights refused to waver any longer.