Cain, you really ······ Do you remember yourself?" Marco Polo brushed his hair, looking tired. Indeed, he has been on the road for more than half a year or even nearly a year, and he doesn't know if it's been a year. He always remembered in his heart why he came here, and the hardships he suffered along the way, in fact, it was all for his hometown.

"After hearing what you said so much, if I still don't remember, I won't be saved. The short-haired man in front of Marco Polo replied, and for some reason his right hand gripped his heavy sword.

"The armor is still there, and you still can't control it, right?" Marco Polo asked with concern, as he continued to play with his yellow hair, which was messed up with sweat.

"Yes, it still appears every now and then, and I only wish that when I clench my sword, I will know what I am doing, and that I will know whether I am doing good or evil. ”

"It's not easy. Marco Polo pulled out a tattered drawing full of yellow sand, pointed to it and said, "But fortunately, the hard work pays off." We're almost there. He said this, pointing to the map, and explaining to Cain what kind of place lay ahead.

"It's all hearsay, and no one can prove that the map is true. Cain sighed and said, "Besides, if the East is really as rich and prosperous as legends, it is not so easy to find the secret of the Demon Dao and Haidu. ”

"I can hear you. Marco Polo stood next to Cain, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "You want to do something you want to do here." ”

Cain smiled a little and said, "Yes, there is an excellent opponent waiting for me." I used magic armor to defeat him slightly, I guess he will definitely not accept it. And I also want to try, without the magic armor, and his real sword and real gun, who can be better. ”

"Oh?" said Marco Polo, "I didn't expect to see the master of the East so soon?, but if it's just such a trivial matter, I don't think we should delay too long, why don't we go to the master you said now, and quickly settle the victory?"

"Actually······" Kain said helplessly: "I saw the demon seed invading here along the way, and the life of the people here is more miserable and difficult than that of Haidu. Marco ······"

"I see. Marco Polo waved his hand, put his hat back on, and said, "You're going to stay here and help these outcasts, don't you?" I understand, but ······ You must know that the more you stay here, the more dangerous the sea will be. ”

"Of course I do. Cain said: "Now that the demon armor controls my mind, I don't even know whether my decision is true or false, right or wrong, whether it is my own thoughts or not, it is difficult to have an answer. Marco, this idea is one of the things I have the most confidence in, and I believe that it will not be a wrong choice. ”

"I think so, too. Marco Polo stepped onto his horse, took the map back into his arms, and said, "I believe I can do it alone." But you have to be careful, the demon seed here is not Erer, and the further you go, the more dangerous it becomes. ”

"I know. Cain said, "I have walked forward, and it is much more dangerous, so be careful, Marco." ”

"Oh!" said Marco Polo, "I will not be in any danger, the sea is still waiting for me." As he spoke, he slapped his horse forward, ran out two steps and suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, if you want to enter the customs, the safest thing is to take the serious passage, and a hundred miles further on, there is the Great Wall!" As he spoke, he gradually disappeared in front of Kain's eyes.

"Great Wall ······" Cain muttered, "What kind of place is that?"

A year ago, Haidu, Vinci Master Studio.

"Master, Master, I'm coming!" Marco Polo ran to Master Vinci's desk with a large pile of books in his arms, and piled them all on top of it.

"What are you doing?" said Master Finch, pushing the frame, "Little Mark, what do you want to do? Get so many books? I can't remember where they were, you can't make a mistake." "This disciple in front of him has the most things, but he is also the son of his most proud disciple before, and Master Vinci never loses his temper with him.

"No, no, no. Marco Polo gasped and pointed to the book, "I······ I rummaged for three days and three nights before I finally found the secret of the Dead Sea papers······ It's a secret!"

"What?" Master Finch said with wide eyes, disbelief written on his face, "Little Mark, don't you talk nonsense, how can you find that thing?"

"Nothing is impossible. Marco Polo said proudly: "Master, you see ······" Looking at the pile of books piled together, his face also changed, and he scratched his head and said, "This ······ I don't seem to remember which one. ”

Master Vinci looked at him speechlessly, only to see that his eyes were black for a while, and his eyeballs were also covered with bloodshots, obviously he hadn't slept for several days, his heart softened, and he said, "Little Mark, since you have found it before, then look for it again." Anyway, in these books, you used it for three days, and you are not afraid to come back for another three days. ”

"Huh?" Marco Polo smiled bitterly, "Master, won't you help you find it?"

"What nonsense? Do you want me to do such a small thing? Take it away, don't occupy my desk, look for it next to me, when to find it, when to call me. As he spoke, he kept pushing the book under the table.

"Oh, don't!" Marco Polo hurriedly continued one by one, and in a dejected manner, he piled the books on the ground beside him and rummaged through them again.

Master Finch looked at the little disciple who had regained his concentration and shook his head, but showed a smile of relief: "Two generations of Marco······ It's really hard to say whether the father is more powerful or the son is stronger. ”

"Master······ Found it!" After two more days of rummaging from head to tail, Marco Polo finally found the news he said again.

"What?" Master Finch looked at the little disciple who was about to faint, smiled and took the page of the book that Marco Polo said, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and said, "This thing······ Isn't it your daddy's? What do you mean?"

"Not bad. Marco Polo seemed to be refreshed, and with a smile he took out the inscription in his pocket and said, "This is the letter that my father left me." ”

"What does the inscription have to do with the letter?" Master Finch said a little speechlessly, "Little Mark, do you feel like you're thinking too much?"

"No, no, no, this inscription bears my father's letter to me. I've copied it down, and I can see it with a sophisticated instrument. Marco Polo was about to fiddle with Master Vinci's observation instruments.

Master Finch was worried that he would mess around again, so he hurriedly stopped: "Okay little Mark, since you have copied it down, don't torture me these treasures anymore, just show me directly." When Marco Polo heard this, he hurriedly took out the copied letter and said with a smile: "Master, I'm not worried that you won't believe me copying?"

Master Finch glared at him and said, "You've had a lot of things to do since you were a child, and I'd rather be cheated by you than let you my babes." As he spoke, he looked at it:

"Son: When you see these words, I no longer exist in the King Continent. Don't be sad, this is a fate that every seeker of knowledge will accept with ease. But having to be separated from you is also a pain that I can't regret. Remember that I love you and I will always be watching you on the other side of the roots of knowledge. ”

"Is this a suicide note?" said Master Finch with great displeasure, "Your father spoke to me before leaving, and the meaning was similar to this letter. I didn't understand what he was trying to say. Little Mark, what do you think your dad is trying to say?"

"I think it'······" Marco Polo thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Maybe he went to a distant place." I ······ I want to go to my dad. ”

"What?" Master Vinci stood up as if he were leaping forward, startling Marco Polo.

"Big ······ Master, are you alright?" Marco Polo asked cautiously as he didn't expect Master Vinci to react so much.

"I'm fine, I think you're going to be fine. Master Finch snorted and said, "Where are you going?" Do you know where your father has gone?"

"Huh······" Marco Polo wondered, "Master, do you know that my father is not dead?"

"Of course······" Master Finch said in great pain and helplessness: "Your father is my most proud disciple, who can kill him? Of course he will not die." ”

"So you also know that the Dead Sea Papers were also taken away by my father?" said Marco Polo's eyes widened.

"This······ I don't think so. Master Finch said, "So I don't advise you to go to him." ”

"No ······" Marco Polo had already made up his mind and said, "Master, I have already decided to go to the East to find my father and find a solution to the pollution of the sea capital. ”

"To the East?" Master Finch said disdainfully, "Little Mark, are you going to go down to the sea to catch fish like your father? The sea is already on the coast, and you are still planning to go east? Do you really want to swim? I don't think you're very good at it." ”

"This ······" Marco Polo hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Can you go north and bypass it again?"

"Do you want to go to the Land of Warriors?" Master Finch patted Marco Polo on the head, "It's too mysterious and full of canyons, and I don't think it was a wise decision." Since you have decided to go looking for your father, you should take a safe path, and I don't agree with you going out of the Land of Warriors anyway. ”

"In that case······ There's only one way. Marco Polo said, "Master, since I have made up my mind, I must fight." I ······"

"Looking for the Builder Family?" Master Finch smiled, "Yes, her office is just across the street, you can see it two steps out, you can go directly to seek her permission." ”

"Ah, the woman?" Marco Polo thought for a moment, and said, "Forget it, forget it." That······ The woman knew at a glance that it was not easy to mess with. I ······ I'll go to the Governor's Palace. ”

"That's fine. Master Finch also secretly made up his mind in his heart, and said, "You can go to the East, but remember, don't give any results to the City Builder Family." Whether you hide it or keep it for yourself, don't give it to the Builders family, understand?"

"For······ Why······ Is there any other way to control pollution than the family of the city builders?" Marco Polo wondered.

"You just need to remember that if the Dead Sea Document is obtained by the city builders, there will be no more sea capital in the King Continent from now on. After saying this, Master Finch sat down again and leaned back, yawning with his eyes closed, as if he did not want to say another word to Marco Polo. Marco Polo also understood what he meant, and he did it every time he came here, before he left.

"Boy ······" Musca, the governor of Haidu, stared at Marco Polo carefully, and said with some skepticism: "Do you really want to go on an adventure in the East? How sure are you that you will succeed?" Marco Polo replied with a smile: "No one can be 100% sure, and if you can't come back 100% alive, it's no different from not being sure." ”

Muska nodded thoughtfully, and then his attendant whispered to him. Musca glared at him and said, "Haha, it turned out to be Mr. Matteo's nephew, and he has been looking up for a long time." Mr. Polo, welcome to the team that ventures eastward. ”

The night before departure, Marco Polo stood alone on the seashore, looking up at the moonlight.

"Master······ I will definitely get it back······ Dead Sea Papers······ I'll get my father back······ Of course, I also have my own selfish motives. ”

"The world is so big, I want to see it. ”