The waves of the Southern Ocean are still the same at night, and if you stand on the Iceberg Queen, which is slowing down, you will be lucky enough to have a rare view in this world, which is the constant rotation and repetition of countless navigators' dreams.

In the distance, where the sky and the sea are linked, there seem to be countless stories buried in every wave, and the moon in mid-air gradually tilts, outlining countless vague bright semicircles on the uneven sea, and along the waves, there are countless mirrors, and there is a world in each mirror.

On the deck, Fisher, dressed in a white shirt, leaned against the railing, and was fortunate enough to be one of the few visitors to this superb view.

The level of the chef on the Iceberg Queen is very good, and Fisher has a few full meals of top-notch northern cuisine, and others are also full of praise for it, and later inquired to learn that the chef on board was also the royal chef next to the Aragina Palace.

Fisher has found out that since Aragina killed her mother and defected from the Sardinia country, it can be said that she has dragged her family with her, and these unsightly sailors on the ship are all good at her official background in the East Palace, no wonder they have never missed a robbery at sea for so many years, which is all guaranteed by strength.

Jasmine and Isabel went back to the room to rest after eating and didn't come out again, old Jack was worried that Karma Holly and they would get into some trouble again, so he pulled the three mice who still wanted to quarrel with the steel knife parrot back to the room, only Fisher evened a white bartender shirt of Old Jack, and took advantage of the moonlight to come out and walk around, by the way, to ease the pressure in his heart.

He leaned against the fence at the edge of the deck and pulled out a water-soaked photograph from his bosom along the bright moon.

The black-and-white photograph shows Fisher's room in Saint-Nari's rental, with his usual workbench in the center, but there is not a purple lark Hart standing on it.

The photograph was left for Renee to contact her, and Fisher could use the lark in the photograph to summon her when she was not there, but since she had left Saint-Nari earlier, the lark in the photograph had disappeared and disappeared.

Although Renee had told herself that she might not be able to contact her during this time, after all, it had been a few months, and Fisher, who had left Saint-Nari, couldn't help but wonder if she had an accident or was in danger.

In the moonlight, Fisher looked at the picture for a long time, and then reluctantly put it back in his pocket, but before he could put it in, a disgusting male duck voice came from his shoulder,

"You're missing another good friend?"

Fisher glanced at Emhart, who didn't know when he appeared next to him,

"What do you mean by another good one?"

"Hehe, after this period of time together, the great Emhart already knows your temperament thoroughly. Although the pursuit of a beautiful lady by a brave male is always a popular story, and there are many such stories recorded in many books I have read, the men who pursue the most and are the most greedy will never end badly, and even miserable, and it seems to me that you are such a person. ”

Hearing his words, Fisher raised an eyebrow, and Emhardt continued,

"Love is a double-edged sword for any person with sweetness and bitterness, and even many people are willing to repay the fleeting sweetness with the bitterness of the second half of their lives. Tsk, that's fun. ”

"I've been with you for a long time, and I've met a lot, and I can't imagine what will happen after that. Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried that I'll be killed by those crazy ladies with knives before you can cash in on the trade, you know, I don't have much fighting ability, I can't help you at all, and at the same time, morally, I also stand on the high ground with those ladies and despise you. ”

Emhardt spun around, crooked the book cover and looked like a stinky fart, and the way he blinked while using a bull's throat made people think that he was really annoying, Fisher squinted at him, and then suddenly said,

"I suddenly know why you're being chased and beaten up by Paimon, this guy snarls at her for how badly she records while reading and then she just happens to hear you, right?"

Emhardt's look came to an abrupt halt when he heard Fisher's words, and the one eye blinked at Fisher, and then even his voice stuttered,

"Hey, how do you know.. Phew! What a scolding word, this is just a reading evaluation within a reasonable range! It's Paimon's dead demon who is too careful, or rather, demons are such bad guys. I bet you, Fisher is definitely not such a stingy person."

"No, I am."

"Hmm! You guy, you're absolutely annoyed... Let go"

Fisher reached out and grabbed him expressionlessly, and then forcefully twisted him into his pocket, he struggled weakly a few times, and the sound of wanting to resist was also blocked by Fisher's hand into a muffled "hmm" sound, and when he was completely stuffed into his pocket, he was quiet and motionless.

But though Emhart had been taught a lesson, his words kept falling, and he couldn't help but think of Elizabeth.

The surroundings finally fell quiet again, and the moonlight gradually deepened, and Fisher stood there for a long time, looking at the cold moonlight, and for a long time, the moon seemed to burst out a little biting cold pale golden light, like Elizabeth's empty eyes.

"Fisher"

In a trance, he seemed to hear Elizabeth's fragile and hollow call, and his heartbeat was as cold as if he was being caught by her cold soft lid, he took a deep breath and wanted to reach out to hold her cold palm, but there was another call from beside him, which not only dispelled the phantom in front of him but also interrupted his thoughts,

"Fisher?"

Fisher was slightly stunned and then turned his head to look behind him, as he didn't know when, the tall lady in black was already standing next to the stairs of the captain's room down to the deck.

Aragina looked at herself with some confusion, apparently she had just made the call and not Elizabeth.

At this moment, the coldness in Fisher's heart gradually dissipated, and the golden moonlight in the distance gradually faded into silver white, and he adjusted his expression at the same time

Ever since Saint-Nari's escape, Fisher has wondered if he is suffering from "Elizabeth's post-traumatic sequelae", and as long as he has free time, Elizabeth has been burrowing into his mind like a shadow, and her fragile, hollow, and cold appearance can not be dissipated by Fisher's efforts.

"Good evening, Captain Aragina."

Thinking of this, Fisher said hello quite naturally.

Aragina's expression did not fluctuate, she stood in the shadows like a noble son, her azure eyes were quite bright, and after glancing at Fisher's rather thin clothes, she reminded,

"Outside at night. It's a little cold, put your clothes on. ”

Fisher glanced at her coat in his hand, but didn't make a move to put it on.

To tell the truth, when he wore it just now, he felt a faint scent of sea salt on the collar of this clothing, I don't know if it was Arajina's hair or the skin left, anyway, Fisher was uncomfortable wearing it, and there was an illusion that he was wearing women's clothes

But it seems that this is originally women's clothing, but it is the women's clothing of the Sardinia women's country.

"It's okay, I'm going back to rest."

"Hmm"

As soon as these words came out, Arajina regretted it a little.

It seemed that she should have said something else instead of this dry response.

In fact, Aragina has little experience in how to pursue men, and even if she has a hint of it, it is for the men of the Sardinian women's country, and for Fisher outside the women's country, although she likes it, she feels a little tricky.

She had learned from her crew before, and they had said that men from other countries didn't seem to need to be pursued, but that they were the ones who pursued women.

But Arajina subconsciously felt that this was very inappropriate, because she did not believe in pie in the sky, and always felt that what she could hold on to her hand was more secure than waiting for someone else to give it.

"By the way, I forgot to apologize to you."

"Apologize?"

Fisher walked in the direction of Arajina with his clothes, and he was about to go back to the room down the stairs to rest, but when he came to her, he suddenly remembered something, and said,

"Well, you gave me that precious family heirloom necklace as evidence of the agreement before, and I left it in my rental house, but I was in a hurry this time so I didn't bring it, so I don't know when I will be able to go back and get that necklace again"

"It doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Arajina shook her head calmly, and her expression still did not change.

"My father didn't leave that necklace to me as a memento before he left, because he was always in my heart. In the same way, giving a necklace to a man he likes is what he wants to see, and so do I. Since Fisher remembers the agreement between us, its mission has been accomplished, and it doesn't matter if it is retrieved or not. ”

"Maybe it's because you didn't have time to pick up the necklace and left Saint-Nari that I was able to meet you at sea. Fate can be explained no matter what, even the frost phoenix follows the fate of the underworld. So, no need to be sorry, I'm already glad to see you here and be able to do you a little favor. ”

The night breeze carried her salt-like fragrance and curled up her hair, revealing her white neck and pink earlobes, Fisher had already taken a step or two up the stairs, and after hearing this, his pace paused slightly, but instead of picking up the topic of Arajina, he looked up at the hazy moonlit night and asked,

"Are you going back to rest?"

I'm going to inspect the ship's power room, and the crew says there seems to be something wrong with the steam engine."

"Okay, then I'll go back and rest first, good night."

"Good night."

Fisher nodded and walked up the stairs to her room, while Aragina stood still, clutching her chest as she watched Fisher leave, as if feeling a little ashamed and hot, and paused for a long time before heading for the cabin below deck.

Fisher, who was on the stairs, walked towards the room, and when the scent of sea salt belonging to Aragina had gradually dissipated, he suddenly realized that Emhart was right about what he had just said.

If I wasn't so greedy, I probably wouldn't have subconsciously said that to Arajina.

Fisher, Fisher, from now on, you must be more restrained with the ladies of mankind.

He thought so, but by this time he had already reached the door of the room, it was late at night, the lights in Jasmine and his room had been turned off, and in order not to disturb them to sleep, Fisher did not call out Emhart to apologize to him.

He gently pushed open the door, revealing a quiet and spacious room inside.

Old Jack and the three rat girls slept on the only bed in the room, the children couldn't sleep, and when Fisher went out for a walk just now, the three lively rat girls couldn't stand it, and they couldn't stop fighting with their upper and lower eyelids, but they were still clamoring to go out and fight with the steel knife parrot.

As a result, he fell asleep in the arms of old Jack, who was also old, and after a day and a night of escaping, he couldn't bear to turn off the lights early and rest.

Fisher lifted the futon and lay on the ground alone, the whole ship shook a little as it went, he turned to his side, lay down and closed his eyes, threw all the thoughts out of his mind, and let sleep envelop his consciousness and let it fall freely.

"Whew"

I don't know how long he rested like this, and he doesn't know when Fisher woke up, anyway, in the fog, he vaguely felt that someone was approaching nearby, at first he thought it was an illusory dream, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but when the cool sea breeze outside the door really slapped on his cheeks, he felt that something was wrong.

He opened his tired eyes a little, but saw that the moon was still as bright outside, but his door didn't know when a crack in the door opened, and the most terrifying thing was that there was still a figure kneeling next to his bed at this time!

Fisher's drowsiness was half awake in an instant, but he still did not act rashly, he continued to sleep on his side, and in the afterglow, he saw a whale's tail behind the figure beside him, and the subtle sound of ears flapping was constantly heard from his body.

Jasmine?

After confirming that the person in front of him was Jasmine and not the enemy, Fisher's heart was half relieved.

As a result, before he could completely let go, his heart suddenly lifted again.

There was no other reason, but at this moment, Jasmine in front of her suddenly folded her hands into a hammer shape, and then she knelt down and leaned forward a step or two to Fisher's bedside, closed her eyes tightly, and by the way, she also aimed her hands at Fisher's head,

"I'm sorry, Fisher."

Wait, she came to her room so late just to hammer herself?

The appearance of her eyes closed and about to hammer herself suddenly scared Fisher awake, he knew Jasmine's physique, and after this blow, he was afraid that even the floor would be pierced by her, let alone his own fragile head.

"Jasmine."

The next moment, before she could raise her hand high and prepare to make a move, Fisher quickly opened her eyes to stop her next move.

Hearing Fisher's voice, her movements stiffened slightly, and her dark eyes opened in a panic to look at Fisher who was lying in place,

"Huh? Fisher, I. I'm that."

Her head was about to smoke in panic, and she looked down at her clenched hands when she looked at the bed and looked down at her clenched hands, and when she was anxious, her mouth was also slapping, and she couldn't say anything for a while, and she forgot to take back the action of wanting to attack Fisher,

"I'm sorry!"

The atmosphere paused for a second, but Jasmine closed her eyes again and raised her hands again to smash them directly at Fisher's head.

Facing the strong wind, Fisher's eyes froze, and he suddenly got up at the right time, grabbed her hands and pressed her under him.

"Bump"

In fact, the range of movement of the two is not very large, but there is still a slight sound because of this.

Now there are old Jack and Karma in the room, and there is Aragina next door, so it's not fun to make a big move.

In fact, Jasmine didn't have the strength to resist at all, or when she failed to attack her at night, she panicked and was embarrassed, for fear that Fisher would say something to her, let alone simply speak.

And just now, Jasmine wouldn't have simply knocked herself unconscious and dragged back into the sea, right?

"Whew"

Jasmine was about to say something when Fisher gently raised her index finger and motioned for her not to speak, which stopped her movements abruptly and pursed her lips a little aggrieved.

After grabbing Jasmine at once, Fisher suddenly found that she had completely turned black from her hair to her eyes, and the black hair was also wet, like a constant gush of black ink on her long hair, and drops of crystal tears also slid down her cheeks to the ground, but did not make a sound.

"Smack"

At this moment, the whale's tail under her suddenly patted the ground uneasily, and after the sound sounded in the room, Karma, who was sleeping on the bed, immediately sat up in a daze, Fisher and Jasmine turned their heads at the same time, but found that she didn't open her eyes at all, and her two little hands were still waving a few times in the air,

"Stinky Bird. Ahh

After these two indistinct words, she fell into the bed behind her as if the power had been cut off, and fell into Old Jack's arms.

"Get out."

Fisher breathed a sigh of relief when Karma lay down again, then glanced at the still deep moonlight outside, then gestured to Jasmine.

After this action, he let go of Jasmine and got up to walk out the door.

Jasmine, who was lying on the ground, gently covered her chest, she sat up, looked at Fisher who was gradually walking away to the deck, hesitated for a second and got up to follow.

The deck was very dark in the middle of the night, and the entire Iceberg Queen seemed to be invisible in the cold sea, blowing the cold night wind, and Fishel, who had not slept for long, suddenly woke up a lot.

He descended the stairs down the stairs again to the deck, only to stand still and stretch when he heard what seemed to be something flapping its wings on the mast.

"Pounce."

He turned his head to see the colored parrot standing quietly on the mast and tilting its head to look at him, Fisher calmly stared at it for a second, and only after it had identified Fisher did it wave its wings and fly somewhere else, not knowing where it had gone.

"Fisher"

Behind him, Jasmine, who was holding her arm, also stood on the stairs with a dodgy expression.

Fisher turned his head back, he couldn't see clearly in the dim room just now, and it wasn't until he walked out of the door at this moment that Fisher found that not only her hair and pupils had completely turned black, but even her fair skin began to grow a strange and complex pattern.

It's just that her expression is still the same as the delicate Miss Jasmine before, and she even showed obvious apologies for what happened just now,

"Fisher, just, just now. Sorry"

Hearing Jasmine's indistinct voice like the night wind, Fisher smiled indifferently and stood in front of the fence,

"It's okay, I just wanted to talk to you before, if it wasn't for you breaking into my room, I wouldn't have had a chance to talk to you, and you didn't pay attention to me in the morning."

"Because of Fisher. I always know other women, so I want to take Fisher back to the sea and apologize. ”

She also walked to the railing next to her, but the distance from Fisher was a full meter, and she gently reached out to support the railing next to her, but as soon as her hands touched the iron railing, she left a slight corrosion mark, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Has her curse begun to spread to this point in this short period of time?

Fisher didn't care about the distance, just looked straight at Jasmine who was looking at the sea in front of him, and was silent for a long time, he suddenly said,

"Actually, it's not my business that you're really thinking about right now, is it?"

Jasmine lowered her head, but did not reply, and the tail behind her and the long ears on her head also drooped a little.

"Actually, you are repulsed by humanity and the world on land. Or is it confused? But because of Isabel, because of me, you want to find a little evidence of saying good things for the terrestrial world and convince yourself to continue your journey with me, but when Isabel also becomes more and more reticent, and I meet other women, this proof becomes precarious, as evidenced by the curse on you. ”

Jasmine pursed her lips but still didn't say a word, but her eyes brought a bright teardrop, Fisher saw through her inner thoughts, and then asked,

"Jasmine, so I want to ask you now, what do you think of humans, of me?"

She reluctantly turned her head to look at Fisher, and there was not just teardrops in her eyes, but also a large area of confusion and confusion.

Perhaps she had some regrets, and should not have begged her mother to go ashore alone to find her aunt, so that she would not have encountered so much suffering, nor would she have been unable to sleep all night because of nightmares, and she would have to pretend to be strong in the morning and go on the road with Fisher.

And as kind as she is, even now that Fisher asks such a question, she still wants to tell a lie.

Talk about the things that you enjoyed during your time on the shore, talk about the good people you met on the shore and keep your mouth shut about the fears and uneasiness in your heart.

But in the face of Fisher's gaze, she opened her mouth, and slowly opened the corner of her heart,

"I don't know."

"Isabel told me that her family was superficially harmonious, but in fact, whether it was between siblings or between superiors and friends, it was always full of calculations of interests, and even, at every moment, she wanted to kill each other; Perhaps, even in the small circle in which I live, the University of St. Nari; Or rather, that's true of all human beings."

"Fisher, human society is too complicated for me, once upon a time, I could choose the same path as my aunt without hesitation; Once, I sang the praises of my aunt's unwavering courage. But now, I can't guarantee it."

"Because human beings cherish time and cherish their own purposes, they always want to ask for everything they want by any means in such a short period of time. It's very hard for me to trust humans again, and the more I try to believe it, the more the curse grows in my body."

"Sometimes I wonder if Isabel, even if I'm friends now, in a few years, decades from now, will she be indifferent to me as a bargaining chip. Even Fisher, even though I love you now, sometimes I can't help but wonder if you will easily change your mind and abandon me when you meet other women."

"I don't even know the concept of love, I don't even know what Fisher likes to do, what he likes to eat, I don't know anything about your past, I don't know anything about your world, just because my heart beats faster when I see you, just because I hate seeing other women near you, just because you care about me and say I like you."

"If such a simple reason can arouse liking, and is not even comparable to that of Aunt and Blake, how can I expect us to end better than theirs?"

Sorry, I'm just too scared, so scared that I don't know what to do and what to do. Nor has ever a whale race senior told me what to do. So.. Woo."

Fisher looked sideways, and saw that in her drooping black hair, at some point, a little crystal teardrop continued to condense and drip, although there were many tears, but they never took away a little of the confusion and uneasiness in her eyes.

Admittedly, Jasmine was only a juvenile whale species, which is why Fisher had always subconsciously taken care of her until then.

Fisher regarded her as a student, an immature child, if it was a normal lady, such a good deception would have been eaten and wiped clean by Fisher, but for Jasmine, Fisher could not do this.

But after all, children don't need to solve puzzles, and now Jasmine does.

Fisher didn't continue the topic, but suddenly remembered something, suddenly reached into his pocket, and pulled out a quaint parchment scroll from the manual of the Asian mother, which was exactly the 20% reward he received for studying Jasmine,

【Fairy Poem in the Lake】,

It is written in scribbled Nari language,

[Start here, sing the praises of victory here, embrace the crown and climb to the top here, and wait for your return here.] 】

In the moonlight, Fisher glanced at the parchment scroll in his hand, and suddenly told a story that seemed irrelevant to the present,

"Jasmine, Godlyn I, the pioneer of the Nari dynasty, is undoubtedly a very good heroic figure, and his story you have seen in the library. At the age of 25, he led his troops on the Nari Lake, marching eastward from the west coast of the Western Continent, the most inhospitable place at the time, and dealt the most fatal blow to the crumbling Central Empire. ”

"He loved people from all over the world, and his charisma impressed many heroes, and even Schwali and Kado did not hesitate to praise him by leaving him a large number of poems in praise of his exploits, as a tribute to his great achievements. Such a glorious figure actually exterminated the bureaucrats of the Central Empire on the way to the army, and the royal family of the Central Empire survived because of his butcher's knife, including innocent women and children. ”

"He burned many of the texts left by the Middle Empire along the way, slaughtered the original clergy of the Church, made the Pope prostrate in front of him and kissed his palm, and the blood on his hands was uncountable, and the souls who died because of him could line up all the way from St. Nari to Kado, but even such a man, he waited until his death for your mother to return"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the pupils in Jasmine's eyes widened slightly, as if she was surprised in disbelief.

But Fisher only smiled slightly, and continued,

"Haven't you always wondered to whom your mother lent her sword? Now I can tell you the answer, your mother, the Emperor of the Seas and the God of Destruction of the Seas, lent her sword to Godlyn I, the first emperor of Nari. In the case that one year of life of a whale is equal to eighty years of human life, your mother lent her sword to a poor boy who was only 25 years old in the year 720 years before Godling's Day. ”

"It is your mother who has left her handwriting under the waterways of Lake Nari. Your mother knew when she lent the sword that the sword would not be recovered until Godlin I died, so why did she lend the sword to Godlin I? ”

Fisher read the poem of the fairy in the lake in his hand, and perhaps he had already gotten the answer,

"The reason is that your mother and Godlin I fell in love, but in the end, your mother did not stay on land like a wood rhino and chose to separate from him. In fact, the real pact between your mother and Godlin I was that when he was 35 years old, he would return your mother's sword and marry her. ”

"At the age of 33, Godlin fulfilled his dream and led his army to defeat a vast empire that stretched across the continent for thousands of years, but instead of establishing a state in the original capital of the Central Empire, he traveled all the way back to St. Nari, the poor place where he was born.

"At the age of 34, he founded the country in Saint-Nari, waiting for your mother to come back and keep the promise; At the age of 35, ten years later, he built a luxurious royal courtyard for your mother by the lake, but your mother still hasn't returned."

"According to the official history, Godlin I was married at the age of 37, which is a very dangerous age for an imperial emperor, and I am afraid that only this Godlin I, who has the authority of the entire continent, would dare to make such a decision despite the opposition of everyone."

"And doesn't your mother know that Godlin I died long ago? Why, then, did she insist on sending a whale man ashore every eighty years to deliver the letter? Why did he write the rather naïve nickname of his own child, "Son of the Sea", in a letter and send it to the children of Godlin I? ”

Jasmine looked at Fisher in a daze, but suddenly, she thought of the magic that her mother had agreed with the human,

"Blood. Magic? ”

"Well, your mother knew that he had offspring through the blood magic of the oath, and decided to leave the sword on the shore to continue to shelter his offspring; And Godlin I, who had long since died, did not leave St. Nari until his old age before his death at the age of 87 next to Lake Nari, and even left his imperial tomb next to Lake Nari. ”

"Jasmine, Godlyn I waited until his death for your mother to return."

Fisher handed Jasmine the Fairy Poem in his hand, in fact, he knew about it when he and Jasmine were in the waterway under Lake Nari, but due to the tense situation at the time, he never had a chance to talk to Jasmine.

"Of course, I'm not telling you this to show that there are good people in the human race, not all of them are bad people, what I really want to tell you is that a person's merits and evaluations are so vague that it is difficult to judge, at that time there were still many people who died because of Godlin I resented him, and there are still you who are moved by his love story with the Emperor of the Sea."

"Jasmine, the world is like this, it will not change the established facts because of anyone's feelings, no matter how painful and uncomfortable your heart is, no matter how unwilling you are, it will not have any effect at all, but the feelings and progress you get after experiencing these things are real, and the thoughts and actions you have put into action because of these things are real."

"Grievances will last forever, but we have to grow because of them."

Jasmine's dark pupils shimmered with a little azure brilliance, and she looked at Fisher for several seconds, until she had memorized his appearance in her mind, and then she suddenly turned her head to look at the calm sea under the boat.

The night breeze blew, Fisher's words stopped, but Jasmine spoke,

"Fisher, I need to go back to the ocean."