Fisher made his way up the deep black waters, wanting to return to the place where the ruins had been found to confirm the extent of the damage to the Stone Slab of the Vigilance of Everything, which had been so hard to find.

He took one last look back in the direction of the deep sea below, where the huge glowing mushroom was now completely invisible, and certainly not the group of jellyfish people who were crying out to him.

Fisher had heard Lingna mention it before, saying that there is a subhuman species in the ocean that is very good at weaving clothes, called the jellyfish species, which lives above the sea vortex, I don't know if it is the one I just met, but they are indeed very close to the appearance of the jellyfish, that is, the shape is a little strange for Fisher on land.

The deep ocean was very quiet, and Fisher had thought it would be less than a minute when he was led down by the sirens, but now he had to swim up for a long time before he saw the edge of the cliff.

On the cliff, the ruins that had been scattered were now even more devastated, and many fragments of stone pillars were scattered on the ground, and Fisher hurriedly ran to the square where the stone slab of all things was placed, but at this time, the black stone slab was only left with a small base due to the destruction of the sirens.

Fisher frowned and swept around, but found no other scattered fragments that seemed to have been swallowed in the stomach by the damn siren...

He sighed a little disappointed, but not discouraged, because Elliog had said that there would be one in almost every human settlement at the time, and even if it wasn't seen in its entirety, there would be a chance later, and Fisher could ask Emhart what he knew about the Vigilance Slate.

Fisher took one last look at the human at the base of the slate who was prostrate on the ground and stretched out his hand, and went in the direction he knelt down, the half-shattered statue of the Mother Goddess like Vienna still looking lovingly below him.

The history of human belief in the Mother Goddess has been untraceable for a long time, after all, according to human myths and legends, even human beings themselves were created by her.

However, according to the description on the vigilance slate, human beings were obviously at the bottom of the life order at that time, and the life rank they portrayed was arranged upward according to themselves, and in the name of "vigilance", it seemed to prove that the environment in which human beings lived at that time was not safe, and they needed to pay attention to and guard against those dangerous high-order species at all times.

If the environment in ancient times was not safe, how did the human beings at the bottom of the living order survive the huge gap in rank and develop to this day?

Thinking of this, Fisher can even answer this question himself, because he is proficient in this way,

"Magic..."

Perhaps it was some time ago that humans discovered the mysteries of the use of magic and learned how to use their magic to communicate with the world as a way to confront other races?

The traditional historical theory of the origin of magic holds that humans have developed magic by themselves by collecting and observing magical biological materials in the wild; And the Kadhu's religious view is that everything is given by the Mother Goddess; Modern magicians, led by the masters of gravity magic, believe that the creation of magic is inspired by celestial phenomena and subhuman races...

However, in the Soul Completion Manual, Uzi mentioned that the magic used by the dragon race in the Dragon Court is all imported from human society, which proves that human beings think of magic by themselves, but how to think of magic by themselves is still a problem.

Fisher, who was thinking, frowned, and he looked up at the mother goddess he believed in, but the mother goddess with no facial features just looked down at him lovingly, without giving him a clue.

......

......

"Poof!"

In the middle of the endless sea, Fisher rushed out of the water, his mouth wide open, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

Truth be told, although Fisher can breathe in the water now, the feeling is really hard to describe, like he can only breathe one-sixth of every breath of air, which makes his chest tight.

In addition, the blood of the sirens was also scattered in the sea during the battle, making the already scarce gas like excrement, making it difficult for Fisher to decide whether to suck or not...

Anyway, Fisher was fed up breathing in the water, and it was only then that he began to rejoice that he was glad that he was not knocked unconscious by Jasmine's hands and brought back to the sea, otherwise it would have been worse than killing him.

He gasped for a few breaths, then wiped his face again to take a look at his surroundings, only to see the undulating sea, where was the Iceberg Queen that had carried him here.

It's a good thing, the sirens don't know where they have taken themselves, and if the Iceberg Queen can't find them, will they have to swim to shore on their own?

Just as he looked up his surroundings, a figure with wings spread like lightning suddenly passed over the sky, and Fisher recognized it as Ossie Osie, the second mate of the Iceberg Queen, just by the huge wings.

"Ossie!"

Fisher, who grabbed the life-saving straw, hurriedly shouted to her, her figure in mid-air paused slightly, and glanced back at Fisher, who was still in the sea, and her sweet appearance clearly showed a "relieved" look.

The next moment, without answering, she turned around and flew towards Fisher, and a pair of powerful bird's feet gently grabbed Fisher's outstretched hand towards her, and grabbed him out of the sea.

As soon as her claws touched her skin, Fisher immediately felt the touch of feathers on her claws, and he glanced up at Ossie with a strange look, and from this angle he could see her hidden under the cloak, and then Fisher saw that she was actually wearing very little under her cloak, only a thin crew shirt.

From this, Fisher found that the size of this blue bird species is far from that of a tall and slender woman, and Ossie's figure is a little... Well, slightly chubby, looking fleshy, which goes well with her cute and sweet appearance, is the type that Nari gentlemen like.

Fisher hadn't looked at her for more than two seconds, but the next moment, her flight suddenly had a violent turbulence, shaking Fisher almost into the sea again.

It turned out that Ossie was shy by Fisher, and subconsciously wanted to stretch out her wings to cover her shameful figure, but forgot that she was still flying, and this time she lost a wing and began to fall uncontrollably to the sea.

She hurriedly spread her wings again, unable to care about her body under the cloak, focusing on flying, but her fair face also began to be dyed with a layer of surging cherry color,

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry."

Ossie and Fisher, who had withdrawn her gaze, said sorry at the same time, and then looked at him in surprise, causing her to withdraw her gaze in a panic, after which she stopped talking.

After about seven or eight minutes of flight, Fisher's vision reappeared the Iceberg Queen that had stopped on the surface of the sea, and it turned out that he had been taken so far away by the sirens before he knew it.

At this time, the deck of the Iceberg Queen was in shambles, and many of the crew members were looking at the ice-covered surface with great distress, while Aragina sat on the stairs next to the deck to bandage her right hand, while Pahertz stood beside her and stared at the sea with gritted teeth.

"That despicable bastard dared to sneak up on us at the bottom of the sea, and even let it get her hands on it, it really threw her face into her grandfather's house, I really..."

"Come back... Come back..."

Pahertz's words came to an abrupt halt when she heard the sound of a steel knife next to her, she turned her head to look into the distance, and then her expression immediately changed, and she laughed,

"Captain, Fisher and Osie have flown back!"

Aragina, who was bandaging her wound next to her, quickly looked up at the sky when she heard this, and finally saw Fisher intact, her cold expression from the pain melted a lot, and she walked to the edge of the deck like a fly.

Osie flew above the deck, set Fisher in place, and quickly flew over the mast of the deck, sat down, covered herself with the heavy cloak, and turned her head away without saying a word.

"You're hurt?"

Fisher shook his head and shook the dripping water from his hair, which had grown a little longer after not getting a haircut during his time back in San Nari, and he asked as he looked at Arajina's half-bandaged right hand that exposed its bruised skin.

He looked up suspiciously, but saw Aragina subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva as she looked at her wet hair, and when Fisher looked at her, she raised her left hand embarrassedly and wiped her nose, and said with a fluttering look,

"No... Not serious. ”

Aragina didn't want Fisher to think that he was a hungry ghost, and would peek at him while his white shirt was wet, so she explained it like this.

Both Pahertz and Fisher glanced at her bruised fingers, which were swollen from the cold, and suddenly didn't know how to comment on her hard mouth, so they had to change the subject,

"Is this the consequence of your use of the Ice Prince's body just now?"

Fisher had heard Emhart say that the Ice Prince was a weapon designed for the phoenix species, and it was normal for Arajina to not be able to hold it as a human, but isn't it too exaggerated to just use her whole hand to freeze and scrap?

"Well, and... There seemed to be something wrong with the Ice Prince just now, as if something around him was attracting him..."

"Attract?"

Fisher glanced suspiciously in the direction of the captain's quarters, and then found that the broken book Emhart was lying on the roof of the captain's quarters and pretending to be dead, he opened his mouth and was about to say something, but one of the crew members standing at the bow of the ship suddenly found something and shouted,

"Captain... Captain! There's an island ahead! ”

"Island? Where did the island come from here, let the old lady see! ”

Pahertz looked at Aragina in disbelief, although they did not follow the caravan route strictly, but at least they were in the vicinity of the route, and logically speaking, in order to ensure the safety of the voyage, the vicinity of the determined route would be completely explored.

But at this time, the crew said that an island suddenly appeared in front of them?

Pahertz hurriedly ran to the bow of the ship with the binoculars, and looked straight ahead with the binoculars, only to see an island suddenly appear in the middle of a vast sea.

"Her father's... There really is an island..."

Just as Aragina looked over there suspiciously, her back suddenly began to burn, and she subconsciously reached out to touch it, but felt that the tattoo she was connected to the Ice Prince began to react, as if to remind her that it wanted to go to the island...

"Ice Prince?"