The four sailors carried a log on each side, and an iron box was hung from an iron chain under the wood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The iron box is about a meter and a half long and nearly a meter high, and it has a large black lock and some small air holes on the top cover. As the sailor lifted the box from the pirate ship, some steam was faintly coming out of the blowhole.

"What is this?"

As soon as the sailors had carefully lowered the box, Lukka stepped forward to open it.

A few pirates on the side, who were tied up sturdy, shouted in horror: "Don't touch it!

Ollie jumped over the top of the ship, dragging the rope and landing steadily on the deck of the merchant ship.

"This box has a temperature, it's hot!"

As she spoke, she came to Luka, the metal striking sound of her armor.

Lukka ran his fingers over the outer shell of the iron box, feeling the heat coming from the metal. It's not very strong, he put the whole palm on it, and it's really a little hot now.

"What's inside, where is the key?" he asked, turning to one of the pirates.

"It's the devil!" the pirate screamed, trembling.

The other pirate was still a little sane: "It's a gift from the barrel Simon to Edward Hugh." ”

Lukka was more curious, but he wasn't reckless. He nodded to shut up, and the parrot flew out in understanding, calling Crete, who was helping the merchant ship count its losses.

"Can you see clearly?" asked Ollie as soon as he saw Crete.

Crete nodded, walked around the box, and nodded, "It's not dangerous, but it can't be opened like this." ”

"How do you open that?" Lukka asked.

"I need a little favor from him. Crete pointed to Nick Myers, a fat little man who had been shivering beside him.

"Ahh

"I need your circle, the kind that balances the heat. Crete said.

Xiao Pang's eyebrows suddenly danced: "No problem, I learned the best in the magic circle, and I was the third in the school last time!"

As he spoke, he jumped up to a height of three inches, trotted all the way to the box, raised Professor Fez's staff, and drew on the floor with the box as the center.

Lukka saw that under the traction of the staff, the magic flowed out one after another, along the route that Nick had delineated, sometimes turbulent, sometimes soothing, until finally the whole circle was closed, and the whole circle emitted a soft light.

"What the hell are you looking at?" asked Ollie, looking at Luca's intent, puzzled.

Crete replied on his behalf: "Magic flows." The mage can see it. As long as you don't go into the range that the little fat mage is now demarcating, there will be no danger. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a sword and drew a circle across the deck so that the others could also see the general extent of the circle.

"It's done!" Chubby trotted back with sweat.

"What is this circle for?" he could see clearly, but he didn't know anything about what Lukka was used for.

Chubby glared at him in surprise: "Are you sleeping from beginning to end in the lesson of "Gestures and Circles"?"

Looking at Luca's innocent expression, Chubby had no choice but to explain: "This magic circle can absorb or release heat to prevent the contents inside from causing extreme temperature damage to the outside world. Alas, that is, no matter how cold and hot the contents are, the outside of the circle will not be burned by frostbite. ”

Lukka nodded in satisfaction, finally understood.

"But how do we pick the lock?" he asked.

"Uh...... This ......" Chubby patted his head, "I'll just set up the formation, and you can figure out the rest." ”

The magic array was more than five meters in diameter, and the edge was nearly two meters away from the outermost corners of the box, occupying almost the entire deck. Not to mention reaching out enough, even Ollie's greatsword wasn't that long.

"Why don't you redraw a little bit?" Lukka said to Nick.

Nick nodded: "No problem, wait for me to rest for a day, and tomorrow will have enough magic." ”

"You guys are so troublesome!"

Ollie's voice rang out, and she held the hilt of the greatsword in her backhand flat to her shoulder, took a few steps back, aimed it with the tip of her sword, and then quickly ran forward, stopping at the edge of the circle drawn by Crete, and the sword in her hand flew out like a javelin, nailed to the huge lock of the iron box.

The lock was black, and it was completely undiscernible what material it was made of. The sharp greatsword struck in the middle with a thousand powers, and only a muffled sound sounded. The greatsword fell to the ground, and the lock failed to leave a single mark.

"It doesn't seem to be useful......" Ollie rubbed her hands in embarrassment, and then heard a faint noise.

"Click!"

The giant lock suddenly spun on its own, and after a few seconds, the entire lock crumbled, leaving only black shards scattered all over the ground.

"Bang!"

The top of the iron box was knocked out of the air by a huge force, and with a series of fires and steam arced through the air, it fell far into the sea.

Lukka rubbed his eyes, and all he could see was a flame rising from the inside of the iron box, burning steadily in the middle of the circle.

The flame seemed to want to leave, but once it was out of range of the box, it was completely absorbed by the circle.

In the end, the flames finally gave up their intention to break out, and gradually retreated and subsided.

Everyone froze.

In the iron box, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was half-squatting, trembling slightly in the sea breeze, her hands covering the critical places of her body, and looking at the people on the deck in horror.

"You...... Put on your clothes first!" Ollie was the quickest to react, rushing to the cabin to find a long dress from a passenger who didn't know which one of them.

"Useless ......," the girl whispered.

A faint flame faintly jumped between her long pale blonde hair and fair skin, and as soon as the long skirt touched her body, a flame rose up, and the flame extended down the sleeve, and in a few minutes, the whole skirt was reduced to ashes.

"I have a way!" Fat patted his head and rushed to the cabin, bringing back a large piece of pure white cotton cloth in a few moments.

"How?, need to refuel some gas?" Lukka asked.

"This!" Chubby said, holding the fabric, "and when I walked through, the stock on the shelves was smashed over. And guess what?"

No one paid attention to him, so he had to continue to talk to himself: "This is the fabric used to make a protective fence in the plastic energy class, and even Professor Fez's meteorite technique can't destroy it!

Lukka took the fabric and touched it, it was no different from ordinary cotton, but it was better to try.

He didn't have Ollie's hand, and the cotton cloth was light, so he had to find a wooden pole to put on it and hand it over.

The girl took it and wrapped it around her, and the cotton cloth really withstood the test, and not even a black mark was left.

Seeing her step out of the box, Lukka hurriedly stopped: "Wait! Will you burn the ship when you come out?"

"Huh?" the girl seemed to remember that there was a magic circle on the ground, "where am I? Who are you?"

"Tell me who you are. Luca said.

"She's an elf. Fire Elves. Crete said suddenly.