Leon Emmonson heard Ollie's words and his movements suddenly stopped, and his face became serious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What conquest? Is the Endless Sea something mortal can conquer?" he muttered, as if immersed in some memory.

"Is he famous?" Lukka whispered to Ollie.

Ollie nodded, and was about to explain it to Luka, but Leon Emmonson suddenly asked, "What year is this year?"

"In 1485. Luca replied.

"That's sixteen years. Emmondson lifted his glass and found that it was the bartender who had just poured water. He frowned and shook his head, but still drank it in one gulp, and began to tell about his past.

Born into a trading family, Leon Emmondson himself was a businessman, leading a caravan of ten ships around the Sunset Islands in his early twenties, and was known as the "rising star of the islands trade", but he was not interested in that.

It wasn't his business that really spread Leon's name throughout the archipelago.

His idol since childhood was not a business magnate, but the legendary Russell Morgan, who was the first to leave the islands for an adventure at sea and a chart of the Sunset Islands. The dream of exploring uncharted waters has always been deeply rooted in Leon's heart, and the so-called trade career is just a last resort choice under family pressure.

In 1469, at the age of twenty-five, Leon Emmondson finally made up his mind to abandon the caravan that was not his own, despite the cost of breaking with his family, and to use his savings for several years to build a three-masted ship built entirely for exploration.

He named the ship the Horizon and sailed west away from the Sunset Islands amid the ridicule of his family members and the bewilderment of onlookers at the docks.

The west of the Sunset Sea is, in people's perception, a vast sea with nothing. This was true for the first two months of Leon's expedition, when he saw no islands, not even reefs or shallow seas, and was surrounded only by a deep, inky blue sea that seemed to be endless.

But three months later, scattered pearls, generally a large number of uninhabited islands, appeared on the horizon. Most of these islands are lush with vegetation, and there are also trees that resemble coconuts but are larger than coconut fruits. The fruit was filled with cool juice, and for a long time later, the fresh water supply of the Horizon came from this plant.

Leon spent four years carefully mapping the orientation of each island and recording the situation on each island. Four years later, in 1473, he returned to the port of Changyue with joy. This is his birthplace and the capital of the June Alliance.

His original plan was to rest in Changyue Harbor for a few months, and then head south through the reef zone of the Shrike Bird Abyss to explore the unknown world in another direction.

But the situation developed far from what he had envisioned. At the time of his departure, the western islands of the Sunset Islands were mostly independent city-states, and in 1471, after León's voyage, they formed the June Alliance to fight against the expanding Broun Empire.

Whether it was the original city-state or the later alliance did not make much difference to Leon. The day after his return, he sent the completed materials of the Endless Sea to the original town hall, the then Union Government Palace.

Turning over the information free of charge is Leon's basic obligation as a citizen of Changyue Port, at least he thinks so. Of course, he still has some small calculations, and Leon takes the title of "great explorer" very seriously.

However, the subsequent development of the matter was completely beyond Leon's expectations. At that time, the June Alliance, which had just been established, urgently needed some so-called "spiritual power" as its own propaganda business card. Leon just hit the muzzle.

His expedition information, the alliance authorities really don't pay much attention. The islands, which are not large enough to colonize and are not rich in minerals, are just good places to keep mosquitoes.

But Leon's meaning as a person was different, and the minds of the League soon decided to add the term "Alliance's" before the great explorer, and then let him make a speech tour.

Of course, this is only one of the many propaganda methods of the Alliance, and if this method is really effective, in just a decade or so, the concept of the "June Alliance" has completely overshadowed the reputation of the original city-states, and it is logical that it has become one of the two major forces in the Sunset Islands.

It's just that Leon's time passed quietly in the years of touring speeches, the cheers of the crowds on one island after another, and the bouquets of flowers sent by worshippers.

He watched as his Horizon slumbered in the dockyard until it was finally reduced to a pile of rotting and broken planks. The sailors also dispersed, and returned to their hometowns to marry wives and have children with great rewards. And Leon's dream has also become shattered in the bright banquets again and again.

Finally, seven years ago, in Twilight Town, the commercial center of the Alliance, at the Governor's welcome reception, Leon's patience reached its limit.

After pouring a few bottles of spirits, he toppled the champagne tower that had been carefully arranged at the banquet, smashed the governor's oratorium, and pointed at the nobles and merchants and cursed.

Three days later, the June Alliance issued a proclamation stating that Leon Emmonson had suddenly fallen ill and had caused his behavior to be erratic, leaving him to recuperate on Twilight Island, at the Alliance's expense.

Leon knew that it was a politely worded arrest warrant. This means that he is henceforth restricted from leaving this island, this town. The only thing that is quite consoling is that no matter how much rum is poured into this tavern, the June Alliance will pay for him.

People are always forgetful, especially for "entertainment stars" like Leon.

In the first few months, the tavern was often visited to watch the mad explorer, but over time, Leon became "the drunkard in the tavern", an unobtrusive backdrop in the bustling commercial center, and no one remembered his great adventures.

"So, whatever you come to me for, don't say anything more. Being a mascot? I'm sorry, I didn't do this seven years ago! I want to go to sea? Do you think the Alliance really let me go?" Leon pointed at the bartender Frank with his chin, "Well, this is the dog they sent, and even if I leave this tavern, there is no dock that won't let me sail!"

He grabbed the wine bottle in Luca's hand and poured a full glass: "Can you still do a way to make me, a big living person, change his face?"

Luca smiled and got up from his chair, leaned forward with his upper body, and whispered in Leon's ear:

"I really have a way. ”