A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Immediately after the thunder rolled.

Bang!!

Torrential downpour poured down from the night sky. The ship moved slowly in the heavy rain.

On the dark gray night sea, the black ships appear inconspicuous, constantly moving with the waves.

In the heavy rain, Anglie stood in front of the glass window of the cabin, looking at the endless sea from a distance through the rain curtain. The water rippled slightly, and the raindrops smashed on the deck and hull with a fine crackling sound.

Click!!

A bolt of lightning struck again, illuminating Angele's entire body.

He was in his room, and the silver candlesticks on the table kept dripping with the swaying of the ship, dripping wax and oil on the brown wooden table.

Lispel sat behind the wooden table, carefully holding a black leather bag, grabbing a handful of silver-white powder from it, and slowly and evenly spilling it on the table.

She changed into a tight-fitting white leather suit, looking like a court aristocratic musician, gorgeous and elegant, highlighting the slender waist and towering chest. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail and pulled from the right side of her neck to her chest.

At this time, she was sprinkling silver-white powder intently.

A large amount of fine powder was sprinkled by her into curved lines, forming a huge complex character on the table.

Angel withdrew his gaze from the window and looked over to Lispel.

"Are you ready?" he asked in a low voice.

Lispeer nodded: "Almost." ”

"It's up to you now, my witchcraft has a limited range, I've tried, but there's no way to locate the original land. Angree was a little helpless.

Lispel frowned and said, "My sorcery is half borrowed from a tracking spell of the prophecy system, although the distance is very good, but the effect is not sure of the distance." And there may be interference from other islands along the way, and mistakes are likely to occur. The aura of energy in the sea of gems is too strong, and it has a strong interference effect on the release of witchcraft. ”

"It's better than our aimlessness. Angliel said lightly, "Let's get started." ”

Lispel nodded.

She reached out and touched the characters on the table.

Airplanes!!

The characters suddenly lit up with a strong white light, and then quickly turned into a white screen like a circular water curtain.

On the white screen, a familiar island slowly emerged.

Soldiers stationed there, ships docked on the beach, a gray lighthouse on the sea, and a pennant flying in the wind in the sky, a white flag with a silver horizontal line in the middle.

"It's the island we left on!" said Lispelle, whose face was still expressionless, but her eyes were filled with joy.

"How far is it?" said Angle, hurrying over to the table. The white light at the edge of the frame illuminates both faces.

Only then did Lisper come to her senses, she stretched out her index finger and quickly drew a character in the air, and the character suddenly turned into a white light curtain that disappeared into the table.

The picture suddenly oscillated, but soon returned to stability.

Only then did Anglie notice that the image seemed to be a little blurry, and no sound had come out.

"There is no way to increase clarity and convey sound. That means we're probably a long, far way from the island," Lispel's face was slightly difficult to look at. "It should be the farthest distance that this sorcery can detect. ”

"What's the farthest distance?" asked Angle, in a deep voice.

"About three thousand nautical miles," Lispel replied in a low voice.

"Three thousand nautical miles!!" Angliel gasped. The entire Pacific Ocean on Earth, from China to the United States, is only more than 6,000 nautical miles. Now they are right in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. With the sailing class of this ship, it is estimated that it will be difficult to return to the original place in a short period of time.

"It looks like we'll have to stay at sea for more than half a month, if not expected. Lispel regained her calm tone. "Do you have any good idea? Lord Green. ”

"No," Angliel frowned, "By the way, since we're friends, you can just call me Green, there's no need to add honorifics." ”

"Is that okay?" said Lispel.

"Of course. Anglie nodded, "With the speed of our ship, without the mainmast and sails, it is estimated that the speed of the ship is not even two knots, we must find a way to solve the speed problem, otherwise we may be trapped alive at sea." "One knot is one nautical mile per hour, and two knots is two knots per hour.

"None of these are the most troublesome. What worries me the most is that we may have left the territory of the Offshore Sea Clan, and now we may be floating in the open sea area of the Gem Sea, which is an area that even the Sea Clan does not dare to set foot in easily. Lispel frowned slightly. "Fortunately, I learned seawater filtration technology in my family, and there is not much fresh water on the boat, otherwise it would be a hassle to drink water. ”

"I'm still worried about freshwater, but your skills are just right. Otherwise, we may have to create energy water to quench our thirst in the future, and drinking too much of that stuff will have a very bad effect on the body. Don't drink until you have to. "The question now is, how do you increase the speed of the ship?"

Lispel also frowned and remained silent.

The image on the table in front of her suddenly flashed and changed to another landmass.

Gray-brown rocks, a craggy beach, a few black sea turtles crawling in the cracks of the rocks, and the black woods can be seen in the distance. It looks like a small island in the middle of nowhere.

The picture changed silently.

Only a gray sea remains.

Lispel's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a crunching sound.

The light curtain on the desktop suddenly began to change rapidly, and the sea surface flashed quickly. But it appeared on no land.

"There's no more land within the limit distance. She whispered.

"Let's find a way to increase our speed. The speed of two nautical miles per hour, even if it is a straight line distance, it will take at least two months to cover the distance of 3,000 nautical miles, and we can't spend so much time, so it is better to go back early. Anglie said in a deep voice.

Lispeer nodded.

The two of them were silent for a while, and no one expected that they would fall into such an embarrassing situation again after leaving the dangerous relic island.

The sound of rain outside the cabin hit the hull of the ship with a dense crackling sound, interspersed with a few thunderbolts of lightning and thunder. The strong wind, which grew stronger, poured into the cracks in the cabin, making a strange whining sound.

At this moment, it was as if there was only calm in the cabin room, and it was completely filled with endless thunderstorms and strong winds.

"What about the two great knights, Jill and Rivail?" Anglie broke the silence.

"On the deck to see if the rainwater can flow back into the sea in time. Lispel replied in a low voice. The light curtain in front of her slowly dimmed, and it seemed that the time had come.

The white light curtain slowly reverted to its original silvery-white fine powder, and the complex characters drawn on the table became a little messy. It's just that there is a trace of white smoke slowly emitting from these silver-white lines, and a lot of fine powder has melted and solidified.

Lispeer silently stroked the table with her hand, and suddenly all the fine powder was sucked into her palm, as if a magnet was on iron powder.

Her eyes calmed and she whispered, "Green, do you like the sea?"

Anglie was contemplating the possibility of using his metal talent to make a metal sail and a metal mast when he was suddenly brought to his senses.

"What's wrong?"

Lispelle's gaze fell on the table, and her hand slowly retracted, and her palm was full of a handful of silvery-white powder.

"I once dreamed of drifting alone, adventuring, encountering all kinds of different adventures, seeing different customs and races, and witnessing the legends left by ancient wizards on the boundless sea of gems. A person, in an endless storm, on a ship with only one person, as if only its own cabin in the whole world was safe and warm. ”

Her eyes were a little lonely, and the fine powder slowly rose a trace of white gas in the palm of her hand, which quickly vaporized. "Whenever it's like this, I want to get away from it all and be alone in the world. In the endless stormy world, I was alone in my safe and warm room, listening to the wind and rain outside. Can you understand that?"

"Uh," Angel didn't know how to answer, "Do you like to read novels and poetry collections?"

"Yes, you see that?" Lispel nodded, "Actually, I've long been tired of this kind of life that is not to collect knowledge and resources, to learn meditation and research, resources resources are still resources." I've been living alone in the castle for hundreds of years. I don't want to have just one color in my life. ”

"You want to live a safe and stable life. It's good to find a time to take a good rest. Angliel said calmly.

He could see that Lispel was actually an unusually emotional person, and she was not suitable to be a wizard in the first place, but her family and qualifications forced her to take this path.

Lisper said lightly, "I'm tired. ”

Angliel didn't say anything more.

He has seen a lot of women, and most of them are beautiful, which will make him have an urge to possess and **. But at this moment, in the face of the beautiful Lisper, or the two of them alone in a small room, he has no heart-to-heart ** and impulse.

Yes, it's just a moment of peace.

Ever since the conversation at the bow of the boat that day, there seemed to be a faint tacit understanding between him and Lispel.

Maybe both of them saw an inexplicable loneliness from each other. An unusually similar loneliness and loneliness.

Although both of them have their own families and relatives, the feeling is the same.

In this world, there will always be someone who meets someone who is very similar to his own state of mind, and such a person can easily read most of your feelings, because he himself is the same.

This may be the case with the relationship between Anglie and Lispel.

"Pell, don't say that again. Anglie broke the silence between the two.

Lisper didn't answer.

"So, I'll go out and have a look. Putting on the hood of his gray robe, Angel opened the door, and a cold wind blew in with raindrops.

The door closed with a click.

The fine raindrops on the deck suddenly fell on Anglie, and he tightened his robe, the surface of which was already covered with a thin layer of metal, and all the raindrops were naturally sliding down, and it was impossible to wet his clothes at all.

(To be continued)