"Oh, she's just a teenage elf girl. The princess's eyes were as silky as silk, her slender fingertips shook slightly in front of her lips, and her voice was soft and tactful, "The thirty years that have been frozen cannot be counted." What's more, with the lifespan of our elf race, forty years of time is not enough to destroy the elf girl's red face. ”

The crew monster shouted: "Oh oh oh! Then marry a girl from the elf clan as a wife, wouldn't there be an ageless Lori who can enjoy a lifetime of glamorous happiness!"

"Hmph, little brother, you're really bad. The princess made a gesture and said with a smile, "Speaking of thirty years of unchanged, I think of Sorantiel's mustard baked cakes." The taste of the shop in Huangdu Plaza is authentic, and I really want to invite you to taste it with me to see if the taste has changed. ”

In fact, wasabi is a very unpalatable and horrible dish, and only those with a dull sense of taste think that it is food, and if a normal person tastes it out of curiosity, it is no different from nibbling on a bomb and throwing a lit match into his stomach. But because it is extremely unpalatable, it can be regarded as the "famous product" of Solantil.

Sure enough, the crew looked at each other and said in embarrassment: "Well, I didn't expect Miss's taste to be so special." ”

The princess crossed her waist unhappily: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you think the mustard baked cake is very delicious, right? Maybe it's because after 30 years, it's getting harder and harder for the taste to return to the original authentic method. In my time, wasabi pancakes were very tasty!"

"Is that so?" said the crew, incredulous.

"Of course!" a sharp glint flashed in the princess's eyes, trying to capture the micro-expressions on everyone's faces, "If we have time, we can travel to thirty years ago, and I'll take you to verify it for yourself." ”

The crew fell into a collective silence.

The princess muttered to herself, what do they mean by this?

Then I heard the crew burst into shocking laughter.

"Hahahaha!Time travel!" The crew pointed to the princess with tears in their eyes, "You ancients are really a bunch of interesting guys! According to Sean, when you were just rescued, you also thought that the storm god Eruch had used his supreme power to throw you a few days ago and travel through time and space!"

"That's right! Time travel doesn't exist or anything! That's just the family's story!"

"The girl is so cute!"

What, the determined appearance of these fools clearly proves that time travel technology has not made the slightest progress after thirty years.

I'm a shame here.

While the princess is secretly investigating, Yuri is also secretly observing the every move of this so-called "medical rescue team".

He took advantage of the change of patrol officers to sneak into the empty boat warehouse, and the scene before him gasped in surprise. He quickly held his breath, hid in the shadow of the bracket, and quietly poked his head out again, only to see that the people he saw during the day who called themselves "doctors" were preparing their weapons in a very professional manner, or sharpening their knives, or pressing the bullets with a cold light into the magazine, and polishing the chamber of the gun. This is clearly a professional hunting regiment, and no doctor can have such professional military qualities.

Yuri cautiously exited the warehouse and informed Virgi of what he had seen. With beads of sweat on his forehead, Virgi said, "This matter is really not simple. Yuri, just pretend to eat the medicine that the doctor will send next, and don't really swallow it. ”

"Hmm. Yuri nodded nervously, "What do you think these people are all about, and what does it have to do with the Storm Fury incident at Vortex Peak?"

"Don't be in a hurry, Yuri. The next step is for me to keep an eye on Dr. Horn. ”

The clear moonlight filtered through the porthole into the cabin of the airship, like a thin layer of green frost on the ground. The airship hovered outside the storm circle of Storm Domshorn, and the air was pure and dusty. The twinkling stars made the night bone-chilling, and the light of the stars and moon reflected on the snowy peaks, making them crystal clear.

Virgie walked quietly in the shadows of the moonlight, took off his monocle, and followed Franz Horn with extreme vigilance. Dr. Horn deliberately slowed his steps, looking left and right on the steel cabin floor, and walked slowly without leaving a trace of footsteps.

This abnormal vigilance is indeed very suspicious. He seems to be deliberately avoiding what anyone wants to do secretly, but he is the head of the rescue team, and the airship is under his command, so he shouldn't behave like this.

Eventually, Horn walked to the transparent compartment in the middle of the cabin, looking at the black whirlpool of wind and thunder on the whirlpool, and slowly took a short dry stick from his pocket and lit it with a match, while showing a rather eerie smile.

"Tomorrow the Vortex Peak will usher in a second climate anomaly, and the whirlpool and dark clouds will be weakened to one-tenth of their usual power under the influence of hot air. This time, I must fulfill my long-cherished wish, no matter how powerful my opponent is, even if it is a god, I will definitely snatch people back from the arms of the god of death, Volo. ”

Virgie carefully covered her mouth and nose, not daring to inhale the ethereal smoke rising from the doctor's hand. This guy is so suspicious, what the hell is he doing? Why is that smile full of indescribable grief and obsession? What is this smoke? Is it a hallucinogenic drug? As a royal apothecary, it would probably not be difficult for him to use a little inhalation potion to control people's minds and make us believe that we were indeed rescued after 30 years.

What to do, should action be taken?

Just as Vicie was thinking to himself, he was tapped on the shoulder. His hair stood on end, and he was about to turn back to fight back, when a slender hand wearing white gloves pushed hard against the wall and pressed against his neck.

It's Rafina, the priest of light.

"Pay some attention to your back when you're trying to stalk someone!" Rafina looked angry, "and suspect that the doctor who took the great risk to save your life from the Vortex Peak is not a gentleman." ”

Virgi replied with difficulty: "But we have been frozen for thirty years, and we have neither died nor aged age, and who would accept this statement so easily!"

"It's not surprising that even an old antique sealed in the ice can call out our name at once. Rafina said unhappily.

Unable to imagine that such a delicate looking priestess could have such strange powers, Virgy almost choked and said, "Yes, this matter is also difficult for me to understand, so I want to know what the truth is." Miss Priestess, do you really know the doctor, and would you be even more surprised if he appeared in our world thirty years ago?"

"What did you say?" Rafina was surprised.

"We still have some impressions left in our minds, vaguely feeling that we had crossed paths thirty years ago, and in the words of every stranger, we have to accept the fact that it is now 3061, but in fact we can't find any real existence to verify all this, what if this is the result of some kind of hypnotism to forcibly brainwash us? What if it is some kind of drug that implants these ideas into the depths of our consciousness!"

Virgy whispered, "If I were you, I wouldn't inhale those unknown smokes casually!"

Rafina's hair drooped, and her eyes became extremely angry.

She grabbed Virgy by the collar and smashed Virgy into the bulkhead again.

"No wonder I hated you the first time I saw you. Wearing monocles, his eyes are rolling endlessly, and behind his harmless expression is all cunning, thinking he is smart, but in fact he doesn't know anything!"

With tears in the corners of her eyes, Rafina desperately lowered her voice and said, "It's not unknown smoke, it's just incense sticks burned to comfort the dead." ”

"Incense?" Virgil was taken aback.

"Do you know what tomorrow will be?" said Rafina indignantly, "it's the tenth anniversary of the death of Dr. Horn's mother. He could have dressed in a black gown and held an umbrella to lay a bouquet of flowers in front of his mother's tombstone, but now he was over the extremely dangerous whirlpool peak, and he could only use the moonlight to send his nostalgia. Guess what's this for?"

"Huh?" Virgil felt suffocated.

"It's not because tomorrow there will be a once-in-a-few weather anomaly, the whirlpool wind has slowed down greatly, Dr. Horn knows that there are still survivors in the whirlpool peak, so he desperately applied to the adventurers' association to bring each of you back to the world alive!" Rafina said with a slight tremor in her lips, "Even if the person he saved was an unsympathetic guy like you, he still decided to pay for it himself and go to the danger to bring you all back!"

Rafina let go of Virgil's collar, and Virgil bowed her head in shame.

Rafina said sadly, "Dr. Horn's mother, who was also a highly respected royal apothecary, saved countless lives during the outbreak of the plague in the royal city of Cavela. As a child, Horn has always been proud of his mother, but he didn't expect that his mother, who could rejuvenate and get rid of the patients' illnesses, was unable to treat the disease that entangled him. ”

Horn's dream was to be an adventurer, but in order to find a cure for his mother's terminal illness, he desperately studied the knowledge of medicine and pharmacy, and at the age of fifteen, his level had surpassed many royal pharmacists, so he was admitted to the Royal Apothecary College as the youngest student in history.

But in the face of her mother's terminal illness, this honor is as light as a feather and is not worth mentioning. In the end, he failed to find a way to combat the disease, and on a quiet afternoon, in the bleak afterglow of the setting sun, the young Dr. Horn personally bid farewell to his mother and was completely relieved from the endless pain.