The salty sea breeze slapped Birmingham's face, and the feeling of swaying under his feet made Birmingham unconsciously put his hand on the wooden structure beside him, and the constant tumbling breath in his belly reminded himself of what would happen next. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Vomiting, the strong fishy smell accompanied by a big splash, fell into the blue sea, Birmingham lying on the side of the boat weakly picked up the bow coated with tung oil, the white tongue was weakly on the side of the mouth, the whole person seemed to be wasted.

"Master, are you alright?" Tina looked at Birmingham lying on the side of the boat, and couldn't help but be a little worried. After a few days on the boat, his owner seems to have lost a lot of weight.

"Leave him alone, this stupid master, he can't even sit on a boat, such a person is almost a waste. Little Ellie was obviously dissatisfied with her master's decadent appearance.

"Leave me alone, I'm pretty much a wreck now. Birmingham shouted weakly, and the damned general Van Gaulle's smiling smile appeared in his mind, boy, a man's dream is the sea of stars, go, take my dream, conqueror the unknown sea, and then be fooled into the thief ship, thinking of this, Birmingham's stomach that had just been emptied was filled with a sour taste.

Vomiting, under Tina's distressed eyes, Birmingham once again lay on the side of the boat, trying to empty his discomfort, and the smell of fish and shrimp food around the bottom of the boat swam up from the blue water again, gathered under Birmingham's position, waiting for the gift of this human being.

"Father, is it okay?" The alchemy puppet is not as heartless as the little magic Ellie, although the view of the sea is indeed a little attractive, but it is obvious that his father's body is the first, of course, the father in the mouth of this alchemy puppet lady is Birmingham, who has no girlfriend so far, and vomits in the dark, don't care why a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl would call Birmingham the same age as her father, according to the first sight theory of the fledgling, the girl in this jar obviously regards Birmingham as her father, and as for her mother, it is all the women she has seen in the alchemy tomb, yesWe also congratulate our little Elle on becoming the second mother in the mouth of this alchemy puppet.

"It's nothing, it's just seasickness, isn't Isabella going to accompany the little ghost sister?" Tina said softly, touching her cheap daughter's head, looking at her with a happy expression, and the worry about her master was put behind, from here, in fact, the essence of Tina and Little Ellie is still not much different.

"No, the little ghost sister said that she wanted to take a break, and she was a little uncomfortable suddenly going from land to sea. The alchemy doll called Isabella by Tina replied very obediently, seeing this scene, no one would think that this beautiful girl was not the creation of a goddess, but came from the hand of a great alchemist.

"My lord, we're almost there!" The sailor's rough voice came from the bow of the ship, interrupting the conversation between Tina and Isabella, hearing the sailor's words, Birmingham, who had lost half his life, immediately recovered, and raised his already pale face from the side of the ship, but everything will not be so easy, just as Birmingham is very puzzled why to go to Ultramarines by boat, although the answer that General Van Gaulle gave himself was that the only way to go to Ultramarines in the inland areas was to take a boat, as far as Birmingham himself knew, there were more than a dozen ways to get to Ultramarines by land 3, of course, each route did take a little long。

Retracting his dissatisfaction with the general Van Gaulle, Birmingham shook his head, and staggered towards the bow of the ship, the smell of tung oil made Birmingham obviously not very accustomed to it, and the white sails hunted above Birmingham's head, according to fellow sailors, this season the Kingdom of Betley was in the trade wind period, which was the peak of the ship's sailing, but I didn't expect that something like that happened in Shenzhen Harbor, so that this year's ships could only enter and exit from some small ports in Yasar, when he said this, the sailor did not have a little complaint about Ryan VIII on his face, but when he talked about the port, he still proudly said that the corrupt emperor was eloquentIt seems that His Majesty's efforts have not been in vain.

Birmingham, who was facing the sea breeze, thought so, and seeing the departure of the food giver, the onlookers began to wag their tails, ready to go to the next feeding ground, but the smell of blood wafting in the turquoise water completely disrupted the plans of these fish, and the instinct of the creatures reminded them that in the mysterious ocean, an unknown danger was approaching, and the fish flicked their tails and swam towards the depths of the sea, and the strangeness of the fish naturally attracted Birmingham's attention, and the current of water rowed under his boat, and the colorful fish scattered and collided, and some even violently hit the hull, the originally clear sky has also been covered with a layer of haze with the panic of the fish.

The sea water also became uncalm, as if there was a huge hand stirring the calm sea water, the dark color rolled up from the depths, the ink spread like ink, and then a drop of cold water from the gloomy sky smashed into the tip of Birmingham's nose, the water droplets shattered, and Birmingham turned his eyes to the sky, the dark clouds in the distance were like a city wall across the water, and the rumbling thunder came out of the clouds from time to time, and then fell heavily on the already dark sea, bringing up a huge splash and countless broken fish flesh, and the scarlet blood could penetrate Birmingham's nose from afar。

"The storm is coming!" shouted the bare sailors, and as they climbed the smooth masts with great skill, the sky darkened for a moment, and for a moment it became low, as if it merged with the sea.

Dense droplets of water fell on the deck, making a crackling sound, and Tina's anxious appearance rushed into Birmingham's field of vision with water vapor, "Master, the storm is coming." ”

Looking at the pouring rain and the approaching clouds in the distance, Birmingham suddenly understood why General Van Gaulle insisted on letting them go by water, because this kind of weather could indeed stir up dreams of conquest in men's hearts.

"Sail, speed up, rush over!" the sailor at the helm let out a cry that was not inferior to the sound of the rain, and he was answered by the response of more sailors and the increase in the speed of the ship, and the crowd and the black and oppressive clouds suddenly drew closer, and Birmingham even felt that the thunder in the clouds sounded in his ears.

However, when he saw the huge waves sweeping over, Birmingham's last thought was not to rush out, but to say that he really couldn't swim.

"Oh, it doesn't look like it's a good time to set sail. General Van Gaulle, who was far away in the capital of Yasar, looked at the clouds condensed on the sea, and the ink-stained sky in the distance made the imperial general feel a rare good mood.

Although the adjutant on the side did not understand why he was so interested in the storm, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and handed the report in his hand to General Van Gaulle.

"How many batches?" General Van Gaulle took the report, not having the slightest desire to see it, but asked the adjutant beside him.

"The sixth batch, there have already been envoys from six countries, and today's magic nest has stopped expanding. The adjutant habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"It seems that the white sage has finally made a move. General Van Gaulle looked at the tumbling sea and muttered, the huge black gas vortex in the distance continued to retreat under the white pillars of light, but the power of the pillars of light has gradually decreased, and the color has dimmed, "A sage can't seem to completely stop the magic nest, I can only hope that they will go, let's go, let's go and see what those messengers are doing." “

As if he had seen enough of the scenery, General Van Gaulle suddenly turned around, and the fiery red sword rose behind him, like a flame flying in the wind, and in the flames, a sharp cross-sword loomed, the imperial sword, which was the unique family crest of the legendary general.