Chapter Eighty-Five: The Disaster (Part II)

It is strange to those who do not know the sea why there are hundreds of trips from the Republic of Gloriland to the Federation of Peninsula every year, while only three ships sail from the Republic of Peninsula to the Republic of the Republic of Peninsula. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many reasons why this reality arises for a variety of incomprehensible reasons, including the length of the journey, the continuous sailing capacity of the ship, the absence of any supply ports in between, and other elements that must be taken into account. And anyone with some "common sense" will find that these reasons are equally applicable to the situation of two round-trips.

Further, the above conditions are all objectively reasons why the key factors are so important.

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The wind is blowing.

The twilight is eerie, the afterglow is shining, and the sun, which spreads its light to every corner of the world, has quietly set on the horizon. The movement of the air currents is happening out of thin air, and it is becoming more and more intense, and a phenomenon that would never have occurred in April in the past is now gradually enveloping the island-like ship in the boundless blue, and everyone on this ship feels a tremendous pressure from the rapidly changing air currents.

Except for Troy, the boy, who knew nothing of the impending disaster, still stood peacefully on the deck, as full of curiosity and half-indifferent joy as every conversation during this journey to sea.

"Ocean currents?"

The words that came out of the boy's mouth were the crux of the problem mentioned above.

"That's right, it's the 'ocean current', how can I explain it to you?" didn't have Valery's keen sense of disaster, nor did she have the powerful sense of perception like Moore's, but Vena's eyebrows, who could still feel the strangeness from the flow of the surrounding elements, also added a bit of worry.

"Well, it can be understood as 'flowing sea', right? And it moves very fast, whether it's a person or a boat, as long as you stay on it, it will move with the direction it is going. ”

The conversation with Troy was her way of dispelling this "worry", and the smile on the young man's face when he learned something new to him from his side made her feel an indescribable sense of reassurance.

"To be more detailed, this 'flowing sea' only exists further south in the sea where we are now, and the direction is fixed from west to east. As he walked slowly, the warrior's face was even more soothing than when he had met Valery on the bottom deck, still wrapped in leather armor and a simple robe, and he moved his wrist, and there was no sign of his signature weapon in the robe that was lifted by this action.

"Hey, you'd have the leisure to get involved in this kind of topic. Moore's presence was a bit of a surprise to Vina. Facing her companion, who would always make people feel "reliable", the sorceress's face rose with a look of relief that was different from the one when she saw Troy's smile, "If you have a weapon, you still can't do it on the other side of the peninsula?"

"Unfortunately, if you want to make that weapon, you have to wait until you get back to Yaski. "It should be understandable that the "chain lance" used by Moore is a very rare and difficult weapon to use, and only a few blacksmiths in the southern coastal region of Gloriland can make it.

"But it doesn't matter much, it's the same with this. He patted his waist, and what was stuck in the belt around the warrior's waist was a scimitar with a gold-studded handle.

Moore is a very strong warrior, and this strength is also reflected in his ability to use all kinds of weapons very smoothly. From short to long, heavy to light, from ordinary as a sword to as strange as his most customary chain spear, there is no type of weapon that he is not good at.

"I'm still a little worried, in the face of the terrible situation that is coming next, you are the most worthy of relying on among us, but you have lost the weapon or something......

"There's no need. Moore's answer was succinct, he pointed at himself, then at Vina, "I'll be of no use for it later, it's up to you." ”

"Huh. ”

As if she understood what Mohr meant, the sorceress, who thought that this was indeed the case, could only give an awkward smile in return.

"Wait a minute, what are we going to face, why is Vina 'useful' and Moore 'useless'?"

Although the two of them knew what was going to happen next, Troy was completely unaware of the meaning of the conversation between the two, in fact, he had heard Valery's description vaguely before, so he never hid his doubts and asked the question decisively, of course, although the description sounded "offensive", it only made the two who understood the situation laugh.

"Troy, I know you've never seen a 'storm,' well, you can interpret it as something very destructive, how to describe it...... Ah, Moore, don't look at me like that, I know!"

Vena, who was contemplating how to give a simple description of Troy, who had never seen such a phenomenon before, happened to catch a glimpse of Moore's serious gaze, and the sorceress realized that the problem was not "what the storm was", but "why she should be more useful".

"Hmm, then, remember I explained the concept of wind to you before, right?"

"Well, I remember. Ordinary winds refer to the natural flow of air from the ...... 'Wind Chime Moon' of the previous month, right?"

"Yes, remember very well, our Troy was such a good boy. Woo, I know, I know! Let's talk about it, listen to Troy! The next storm we will face is not the wind, but the 'disaster' caused by the disturbance of the wind's magical element!"

"So?"

"Uh...... So, it's not natural phenomena but elemental magic that we're going to fight, and what we're going to do is stop the storm from destroying the ship!, either by using a magical shield that's strong enough and large enough to enclose this behemoth, or ......"

Stretching out his left hand, the move that was regarded as a symbol of mage status in Southover suddenly jumped, and it was undoubtedly the "Fireball Technique".

"Or blast it away with elemental magic. The person who preemptively said the other half of the answer was Moore, who was standing next to him, and he felt a strange atmosphere from the conversation between Vina and Troy, but he finally failed to say the sentence "You seem to be very fond of Troy", and the content of what he said had become another sentence that came to mind temporarily:

"Elemental magic cancels each other out when it collides with each other, and I guess you haven't taught that yet. ”

"It seems so. Not noticing Moore's unnaturalness, Vina, who might have been angry at the snatching of the lines she wanted to say, is now honest and calm, "Troy, remember?"

With a wave of her hand, the fireball returned to its elemental form, and Vina, who had turned around with her arms behind her back, suddenly walked to the edge of the deck.

"Uh-huh...... Probably?"

In response, Troy was unexpectedly thinking of something else. It's a little strange that the teenager felt a feeling of not being very comfortable in the interaction between Vina and Mohr, as for what it was......

"Vina will definitely teach me in the future. ”

He thought so.

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