A day later, tired of reading, Fei Lin walked out of the room and came to the top deck of the black sailboat.

The sea breeze was gently blowing, and the sea was calm, except for the ripples of the three boats passing by the waves.

Peaceful, tranquil, this is a very beautiful picture.

Having lived in an inland city in his previous life and in this life, he was accustomed to seeing rolling mountains and endless wilderness, and when he suddenly saw such a scene, his vision was greatly impacted.

Da, da, da!

There were footsteps behind him, and Ferrin looked back to see a purple-haired Prince of St. Albert, accompanied by two mystics, on the deck.

He was not injured in the first place, and the reason why he appeared weak when he was rescued was because he had not eaten for several days.

After a day of rest, he was mostly recovered and was able to get out of bed and walk.

"Sox, don't mind if I call you that, do you?"

Seeing Ferrin looking back at him, St. Albert smiled at Ferrin and asked.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince is free to do so."

Ferrin shook his head and looked at St. Albert with a skewed gaze.

He was curious about the first prince, wondering why Lindy would call him an idealist, and wondering if Lindy's assessment was accurate.

"I've heard of you for a long time, but this is the first time I've seen you."

While Ferin was looking at St. Albert, St. Albert was also looking at Ferrin.

As the heir to the throne, he had naturally heard of Fei Lin, the transcendent seed of his own kingdom.

If it weren't for the mission to the Kingdom of Porto, they would have met earlier.

"That shouldn't be earlier than me, I heard about Your Royal Highness the Prince when I was a child."

Fei Lin said with a smile.

Although St. Albert was not a few years older than him, he was a member of the royal family and was already on the cover of newspapers at a very young age.

When he was a child, he had already heard of the first prince, and it can be said that he "grew up listening to each other's stories".

"I was saved this time, thanks to you, Sox, for saving me."

St. Albert said thankfully.

He had already learned from the other mouths that it was Fei Lin who had discovered him, and it was Fei Lin who had rescued him by killing the weird one that surpassed the ordinary twelve rings.

And when encountering a strong enemy, it was also Fei Lin who blocked the incoming enemy with one enemy and three enemies, and persevered until the rescue arrived.

If it weren't for Felin, his life would have been gone.

"It's everyone's work."

Ferrin shook his head, it was everyone's credit to be able to save St. Albert.

Although he made great contributions, he could not erase the contributions of others, especially the nine who died in battle.

The smile on his face disappeared at the thought of the nine mystics who had died in battle.

In order to save the first prince, nine mystics sacrificed, and the price paid was not small.

"It's ......"

Sensing the change in Ferrin's mood and guessing what Ferrin was thinking at this time, St. Albert sighed.

Because of himself, there have been victims, and from childhood to adulthood, there have been many people who have sacrificed because of themselves.

It would be great if the three kingdoms and their various forces could coexist peacefully, without war or assassination.

He looked at Ferrin and said.

"Sox, it would be nice if the various forces could coexist peacefully."

"It would be nice to be able to live together peacefully, but I'm afraid it's hard to do it."

Felin said.

It would be great if the various forces could coexist peacefully, but in his opinion, such a thing would be difficult to do.

There is often a conflict of interests between different forces, and as long as there are interests, there will be disputes, and it is almost impossible to coexist peacefully.

"It's hard to do, but I want to give it a try."

St. Albert looked out to sea in the distance, his tone not heavy but firm.

Ferrin looked at St. Albert, and he somewhat understood why Lindy would rate St. Albert as an idealist.

It is almost impossible for forces with conflicting interests to coexist peacefully, but St. Albert wants to make this impossible possible.

This is undoubtedly too overestimating human nature and too idealistic, no wonder it is called an idealist.

"A ship appeared ahead."

Just then, a mystic spoke.

Hearing the mysticist's words, Ferrin looked ahead, and sure enough, he saw a steamship.

He looked at the steamship, trying to determine if it was passing by, or if it was another attack by the same force before.

As he observed, he noticed that the steamship was rather odd.

The chimney is not smoking, that is to say, it is not driving, but drifting.

Moreover, there was not a single person on the deck of the ship, as if there was no one on board.

At this time, a steamship at the front of their team was already close to the drifting steamship.

After confirming that the drifting steamship was not threatening, the first steamer approached the drifting steamship and boarded the drifting steamship.

"Judging by the appearance, this should be a passenger ship for carrying people."

St. Albert also noticed the drifting steamship, and he spoke.

"Is it a passenger ship with people?"

Fei Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

If it is a passenger ship, then there must be a lot of people on board, and it is impossible for no one on the deck to see it.

Now that there is no one on the deck to see, then something must have happened to the ship.

"Is it piratery?"

Ferrin thought of some of the news he had read, which mentioned pirates raiding the seas.

Could it be that the steamship has been attacked by pirates, and everyone on board has been killed?

Airplanes!

There was a tremor on Fei Lin's body, and Fei Lin took out the shaking thing, which was the Elder Crest.

Connect the Elder Crest, Ken. Roswell appears on a virtual screen.

He said to Felin.

"Elder Sox, you and Prince St. Albert, and Elder Bertram, have come to the first ship and have something to discuss."

"Okay."

Ferrin answered, and asked the man in the black sailing ship to bring the sailboat close to the first steamship, and then boarded the first steamship with Prince Saint Albert and Elder Upton Bertram.

Along with them, there was another steamship in their ranks.

Elder Grover Giles and Eve Burns, who were among the steamships, also boarded the first steamship.

The group boarded the first steamship and came to a room that had been used as a conference room.

"What's going on with that ship?"

Entering the room, Eve asked.

"The next thing we're going to talk about is about this ship."

Willing. Roswell said.

A few people sat down, said Elder Mavis Catherine, who was also located on the first steamship.

"According to the investigation, this steamship belongs to the Kingdom of Heidelberg, and it should have been looted, and everyone on board was captured."

"Pirates?"

Thinking of his previous guess, Ferrin asked.

"No, according to the video backtrack, the person who attacked this steamship has extraordinary abilities related to water, and he should be a cultist of the cult organization Poseidon."

Willing. Roswell said.

"Poseidon Cult ......"

Fei Lin's mind quickly recalled information about the Poseidon Cult.

This is a medium-sized cult organization that believes in the evil god "Lord of the Sea" and has been active in coastal areas for a long time.

The cultists of this organization practice sorcery that can manipulate water and possess extraordinary abilities related to water.

"The Seagod Sect must have captured these people for the purpose of carrying out some kind of sacrificial activity, if they are not rescued in time, I am afraid it will be difficult for these people to survive."

Eve said with a frown.

"I'm going to send some people to the rescue, and I'm going to summon you here just to ask for your opinion."

Willing. Roswell said.

"How many people do you need to send?"

Upton Bertram asked.

"Two High Ring Mystics plus four Central Mystics are enough."

Mavis Catherine said.

"Do you need the Twelve Rings Mystic Master?"

Ferrin asked.

"No, the average high-ring mystic is enough."

Willing. Roswell shook his head.

"Dividing two ordinary high-ring mystics and four middle-ring mystics will not have much impact on our strength, and I agree with sending people to rescue."

Eve was the first to speak.

"I agree with that."

St Albert also said.

Fei Lin and others expressed their positions one after another, and they all agreed to send people to participate in the rescue.

As Elder Eve said, separating two ordinary high rings and four middle ring mystics does not have much impact on their strength.

"In addition, for the sake of mobility, it is best to let them drive the captured black sailing boat and carry out search and rescue."

Willing. Roswell said.

"Yes."

Ferrin, St. Albert, and Upton Bertram all nodded in agreement.

It's just a different ship, and it doesn't matter to them.

The black sailboat can be piloted by one person and can also sneak underwater, which is indeed very suitable for tracking.

Soon after, the black sailboat left alone to search for and rescue the people captured by the Poseidon Cult.

Felin and the others continued on their way, heading towards the port city where they came.

……

In a domed villa, a man with a scar on his left eyebrow stood by the window, wondering what he was thinking.

The door to the room was pushed open, and a woman walked in briskly and spoke up.

"My lord, there is urgent information."

The woman handed a note to the man with a scar on his left eyebrow, and the man with a scar on his left brow reached out and took it, unfolding it to look at the contents of the note.

"Waste."

In a moment, the man with a scar on his left eyebrow let out a cold snort.

This note recorded the news that the mission to attack the First Prince had failed and that the people sent out had been almost wiped out.

This plan was prepared for a long time, but he didn't expect it to end in failure, which made him very dissatisfied.

"A First Heir to the Throne, plus a Transcendent Seed, is worth the risk."

There was a scar on his left eyebrow, and a cold light appeared in the man's eyes, and a terrifying aura appeared on his body.

Feeling this terrible aura, although she knew that there was a scar on her left eyebrow, the man was not aimed at herself, and the woman who came to deliver the letter still did not break out in a cold sweat.

(End of chapter)