Hearing this question, a "Are you kidding me" expression immediately appeared on Dolan's face.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I'm asking? Is there anything taboo about the White Cliff?" Lukka felt a little strange.

"It's not taboo, I'm just surprised that there are people who don't know about the White Cliff. Dolan said.

"I don't know. Lukka was at ease with his ignorance.

"Well, yes, I don't know. Phil's voice suddenly came from behind Luca, not only him, but everyone came over again at some point, obviously curious about the true effect of Luca's spell.

As soon as Dolan looked up and saw Nora, he quickly shouted, "Beauty, can you explain it to your captain?"

"The captain is asking you. Nora had just eaten and didn't want to say a word.

"Well, I'll just say it. Dolan said as he slowly moved his arms to recover from the lignified state, "There is only one island with white cliffs in the entire boiling sea, even the most closed race will hear about this place since childhood......"

"I'm also a native of the Boiling Sea, and I've never heard of it. Goblin Gavin interjected.

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Dolan, "what kind of man are you in this boat?

"Don't shout, we're not natives here. If I ask you what the color of the beach on Tata Island is, you don't know either!

"Well, that's the Isle of Calm where the Tower of Calm is located. Dolan said it succinctly this time.

"Calm Island?" Phil repeated the name, "Are you all so lazy in naming the island here?" Is the port on the island called Calm Harbor, the town on the island is called Calm Town, and the sea near the island is also called Calm Sea?"

Dolan was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"Is that really the case?" Phil just said casually, but he didn't expect to guess it all.

"Actually, it's the name of the existing calm sea, and all other names are derived from this sea. Dolan explained, "That sea is called the Calm Sea because of ......."

"Because in the boiling sea, only that part of the sea has no bubbles constantly surging, and there is no wind and waves around the island, and the sea is calm. Luca said.

"How do you know?" Dolan asked, immediately asking himself, "Oh, I see, what kind of spell of yours can see through my eyes. ”

"Yes, but I still can't figure out how much time I've been backtracking. Lukka paused and asked, "Do you often go to that island?"

"Yes, every few years, I would put down roots on the white cliffs of Calm Island and stand like a real plant for a few weeks, and that experience would give me a lot of inspiration for my music. Dolan said.

"When was the last time you went to that island?" Lukka asked.

"Just two months ago, I left Calm Island and went directly to Moon Spring Island, and then I met you. Dolan said.

"Alas!" Lukka sighed, the time frame was less than the information provided by the Silent Reaper.

"Don't worry, have you ever noticed what kind of plant I was?" asked Dolan.

Nora asked, somewhat surprised, "Can you remember what plant you've become each time?"

"Of course not," Dolan shook his head of course, "but I'll remember it well when I'm on Calm Island." ”

Lukka hurriedly said: "You were a willow tree at that time. ”

"What kind of willow?" Dolan continued.

"Are there many kinds of willows?" Lukka scratched his head.

This time, even Phil sighed: "Willow is a large classification, which includes more than five hundred different tree species. ”

"How can I tell that?" Lukka said helplessly.

"If you don't know the specific tree species, you can't accurately judge the time. Dolan said regretfully, "But if you can really recognize it as a willow tree, I can still give you a rough range: only between the ages of thirty-two and fifty, I like to turn into a willow tree on the island of peace, and then I think this tree species is not interesting, and the catkins always make my nose itch, so I never change again." ”

"That means," Lukka calculated, "that is the time frame of my backtracking between twenty-three and forty-one years?"

"Yes, if you could study the botanical classification a little more, I might be able to provide a more accurate time. Dolan said.

"Don't bother, next time you remember the characteristics of the leaves and branches, go back and draw them, and I'll help you recognize them." Phil said that distinguishing plants can be regarded as one of the basic abilities of an alchemist, and he is quite confident in this.

"Okay, then I'll try again. "Lukka decided to strike while the iron was hot.

But as soon as he pronounced the first word of the incantation, he stopped and said in surprise, "It's empty?"

"What's empty?" Ollie didn't understand.

"My mana pool. Lukka half-closed his eyes and looked at his mental space again, "I've only cast it three times today." ”

Shut up and nodded and said: "Elastic level spells are like this, if you cast spells with all your strength, you can eat as much magic as you want." ”

"I'd like to try a few more times. Lukka said regretfully.

"Go back to your consciousness space and practice, and occasionally let this log help you confirm the time span. Shut up and suggested.

"That's all there is to it," Lukka said, rubbing his belly, "The magic pool is empty, my stomach is empty, let's go, let's go eat first." ”

"We've already finished eating, and your meal was just delivered to the captain's room and placed on the table. Ollie said, "It's probably cold, why don't you heat it up?"

"Don't bother, I can bake myself with fireballs. Lukka said and turned to leave.

"Idiot, do you still have the magic to set fireballs?" shouted Shut Up.

Eventually, Lukka honestly re-lit the fire on the kitchen stove and heated the meal again.

The next day, he recuperated and waited for his magic to return.

On the third day, after practicing a few times in the Spirit Starry Sky, he found Dolan again and recast the spell.

This time, he focused all his energy on observing the shape of the tree, from the leaves to the branches to the trunk, and he remembered all the details clearly.

After casting the spell, he immediately picked up the small notebook that he had prepared long ago and drew on it. Although the painter was not very skilled, and the composition was a mess, most of the details were accurate, and Phil quickly helped him determine that this time he saw a thin willow.