Before and after the crossing, it was the first time Luca had seen a ship of this size. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's probably bigger than the luxury cruise ships advertised......" he muttered quietly.

Although Crete did not understand what a "luxury cruise ship" was, he dutifully replied: "The length of the ship is 128 meters, and the width is 36 meters, which should be larger than those battleships under construction in the Empire." ”

Ollie was tapping his greatsword against the deck in front of him to test the strength of the tattered wood, and was taken aback when he heard Crete's words, and asked, "Is the Empire really building that kind of thing?"

"I heard yes. Cree nodded and looked at Ollie's movements, "No need to try, this deck is sturdy enough." ”

"Okay. Ollie put the greatsword behind her back, suddenly turned her head left and right, and asked in surprise, "What about Luca?"

"The captain has been there a long time ago. Noh stretched his hand and pointed forward.

At the hatch leading to the lower deck, Lukka was waving to everyone, his shoulder shutting out loudly, "This way, this way!"

"Didn't you just walk now?" Ollie hurried over in a few steps, "Aren't you afraid of being swallowed by this ship if you run so quickly?"

Luca smiled bitterly: "Aren't I waiting for you? ”

"Oh. Nora quickly lit the flames.

"That's not enough. Lukka retrieved a small torch from his leather backpack and lit it on Nora's hand.

Sheltered by these two faint lights, the four of them walked through the hatch.

......

I thought that there would be a lot of danger in the door, but unexpectedly, the four of them did not encounter any obstacles, and went all the way to the lowest deck: the fifth floor.

Because they were just walking down the stairs, Lukka and the others didn't pay much attention to the situation in the cabin, but they only vaguely saw some wooden planks that were also on the edge of decay, covered with slippery algae, and occasionally a few crustaceans embedded in it.

It was only when he descended to the ground floor that Lukka raised his torch and took a closer look at the passage he was about to walk through.

The dense barnacles on the walls immediately gave him goosebumps.

Ollie swaggered over to Luca, snapped a barnacle from the wall, held it up, and said, "This thing is so delicious to eat roasted!"

"Really?" Nora's eyes immediately lit up behind her, and she began to drool, as if it wasn't her who had been trembling all the time.

"I think we have a big disagreement about what it means to be delicious. Lukka narrowed his eyes and looked at Ollie. He really didn't want to think about what Ollie's food tasted like again.

As expected, he received a hilt of a sword on his shoulder.

"Let's go, as marked on the map, it's in the room at the end of this passageway. Lukka checked the map and said.

The staircase they descended was in the middle of the hull, not too far from the "magic source".

After stumbling on the slippery floor covered in filamentous algae, tripping twice over kelp across the passage, and pulling his right foot out of the rotting wooden floor five times and his left foot three times, Lukka finally made his way to the last door.

The wooden door was also tattered, and it shattered into several pieces when pushed down, leaving only one door with a large mouth.

Lukka brushed aside a few strands of dangling kelp and scrambled into the doorway.

"Will you slow down?" Ollie followed, followed by Crete and Nora.

The cabin was not large, only ten square meters at most, and the ground was littered with fragments of cargo that could not be seen in their original appearance, and only a few cargo boxes in the corners could barely make out the shape, but they were all tattered.

"A box of this shape is at least a product of centuries ago. Crete said.

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a source of magic?" Lukka waved his torch a few times, slightly dispelling some of the foul smell in the air.

"No!" Shut up and said loudly, "All the sources of magic in this world are not originative, they must have fallen from the spatial rift hundreds of years ago. ”

Lukka nodded, "It's like the two of us." ”

Some of the crates still had rusty old locks, and Ollie picked up her greatsword and crackled and poked them all open.

Well, it was so thoroughly poked that even the box turned into a whole pile of wood fragments.

"I'm sorry to confiscate ......," Ollie said with a red face.

"It doesn't matter, the target is not damaged, it's in there. Crete said, pointing to the pile of wood fragments.

Lukka turned and handed the torch to Nora, who looked at the living flame in his right hand and the torch in his left hand, and didn't know what to say.

Luca didn't think about the question of "whether the torches and flames were wasteful" and rolled up his sleeves and began to rummage through the pieces of wood, and Ollie joined him.

Two minutes later, Lukka sat down to the side, pulled out six wooden thorns from his right hand—one more than a finger—and watched as Ollie continued to rummage, she was not afraid of pricking her iron gauntlets anyway.

"Bell!"

The sound of metal clashing against each other sounded, and Lukka immediately jumped to his feet and rushed over in three steps and two steps.

Ollie held out a delicate metal box in both hands.

The box was about half a meter long and no more than ten centimeters wide, and it was glittering with silver and intricate ornamentation, which contrasted sharply with the dilapidated cabin.

"This really is something over there!" Shut up exclaimed, raising a paw to point at the lock on the front of the Mithril box.

A small Mithril lock hung on the front, obviously not the stupid guy who broke at the touch of a button, this lock was faithful to its mission, and it was obviously not so easy to open.

Ollie tried tugging, and the Mithril lock made a "click" sound. It wasn't even locked!

But when she tried to pull the lock down, she found that no matter how hard she tried, the lock that didn't seem to be supported or connected seemed to grow on the box, and she refused to come down.

Lukka took the box, his fingers brushing over the surface of the Mithril lock. As he expected, tiny streams of mana swirled around the box. It's just that at this time, the suppression of him by blood magic has reached the limit, and he can't even make a simple action like "unlocking the magic lock on that node".

Shut up and reminded him by tapping his beak twice on his back.

Lukka pulled out the Amethyst Staff from behind his back and touched the silver lock with the shattered crystal. Without exerting a bit of effort, the flow of mana was quickly absorbed along the cracks of the crystal, and the silver lock fell to the ground with a "bell".

In the box, a long silver-white horn with a thin tip lay silently there, and the magic bubbled on it.

Crete could see something extraordinary about it, but had never seen anything like it.

Shut up and slowly uttered the name of the thing: "Unicorn horn." ”