A familiar figure comes into view.

"Mr. Parlisman." Virki immediately stood up and took the initiative to say hello, and Ademisor smiled and nodded, as if he had said hello.

He didn't join the two, but chose to sit down at the empty table next to him, and after ordering his meal, he looked at the captain.

"We meet again, Mr. Parker."

"Hello sir, thank you for your timely report yesterday."

"Is the ship returning today?"

Mr. Parker nodded in affirmation, "It's a pity, but the journey will end tonight, around ten o'clock in the morning, and we will see Turkman, the most famous pristine island in West Bailang, after which we will turn around and head back." ”

"The return voyage is a tailwind, it will be much faster than when it came, and it is expected to return to port around 8 p.m."

"Thanks for the answer." Ademisor politely nodded to the map, pulled out a newspaper and read it quietly, no longer speaking.

Mr. Captain's timings couldn't be more accurate.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Admisore and Bena, who had regained her composure, saw through the window of their room the Turkman Island, which was said to surround the island with countless reefs and whirlpools, which had so far not been able to find a pattern and could not be approached, so the island had not been developed.

When Ademisor heard this, his first reaction was that someone was making trouble on the island, and for ordinary ships, reefs and whirlpools were indeed insurmountable difficulties, but for ships piloted by extraordinary people, they were only minor problems.

He didn't believe that no extraordinary person had ever been on the island, Turkman Island was very close to West Bailang, and it was an extension of the Southern Continental Plate, and if the official really wanted to develop it, it would not be impossible to achieve it with extraordinary capabilities.

There may be some secrets hidden on this island, and the reefs and whirlpools may also be man-made, and it is conceivable that if an extraordinary person tries to land on the island, he will be met with resistance from the extraordinary level, and the inspiration is clearly feedback, indicating that his conjecture is not wrong.

That island has a secret!

Woo!

The deafening whistle suddenly sounded, waking Ademisol from his thoughts.

This is the cruise ship reminding the passengers that the ship is ready to make a U-turn.

The oars that protrude from both sides of the hull like centipede feet, one side is stationary, the other side is rapidly rowing, and the whole hull is driven to turn rapidly.

The waves were constantly crashing against the hull with a loud noise, but strangely enough, the gut-sting noise of the hull of the giant cruise ship was not heard at all due to the sharp turn.

It's incomprehensible that such a large machine is so quiet, but at the same time incomprehensible, I am amazed at the quality of this cruise ship.

After the direction of the ship was adjusted, the captain gave an order, and the sails that had been put away were opened.

The wind was blowing the soft sails, and the paddlers at the bottom of the cabin began to paddle hard, and the cruise ship returned at nearly twice the speed of the arrival.

Seeing Turkman Island getting smaller and smaller in her field of vision, Ademisore temporarily suppressed her curiosity about the island, turned her head to look at the redressed Bena, and quietly shook her head, the top priority was to find her a safe place to live after going ashore.

After Bena regained her composure this morning, she accepted Ademisor's advice and changed into a servant's outfit, preparing to temporarily disguise herself as Ademisor's maid.

He had to find a way to make some changes in his appearance, and he thought of the potion that Mr. Councilor had provided when he first arrived in Beckland, which could change his appearance to a certain extent.

As he remembered him, he walked over to his desk.

Bena was very eye-catching to help prepare the pen and paper.

Ademisor thanked him softly, picked up his pen and brushed down a letter, and was just about to summon Frafi when his spiritual instincts were touched and he turned to look at the center of the room.

Frafi's massive body suddenly appeared, startling Bena.

"This is my messenger, fear not." Ademisor hurriedly explained, and he smiled at Frafi: "I haven't summoned you yet, why are you here." ”

"Yes...""Your...""Letter..."

The dog's head in the middle of Frafe suddenly raised its head and bit it, and a letter came out of the void.

Ademisol took a few steps forward and opened the envelope, and there were only two short sentences on the letterhead:

"Mr. 'Wheel of Fortune'."

"I got a clue about the recipe for the 'Doom Mage' potion, and I wonder how the matter I commissioned you to investigate is going?"

"We look forward to hearing back from you soon."

The signature is Mr. "Hanged Man".

Ademisor was surprised that Alger had actually discovered the clue to the recipe for the "Doom Mage" potion.

Calculating the time, the pirate festival should be these two days, and maybe he can't say what adventures he has at the event.

What can I do... After he made a deal with Bernadette, the potion of the "Doom Mage" was found, and it was only a day late that there was no synchronization information, but I didn't expect Alger to have a harvest.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to continue the commission, and after contacting Bernadé, Ademisol recognized that he was not qualified to bargain with the other party, in case something unexpected caused the final deal to fall through or Bernadette regretted it.

Clues from Alger's side can be used as a supplement.

After clarifying his thoughts, he wrote a reply letter to Alger, which did not mention anything about Bena, but instead inquired about the details of the wanted notice for Bena.

Handing the previous letter to Flafe along with the reply, he chuckled in a low voice, "Dixie pie is looking for the recipient." ”

The three dog heads nodded at the same time, threw themselves into the void and began to shuttle through the spirit realm.

"Your messenger is special." Bena said meaningfully, a gleam in her eyes.

She was keenly aware of the coercion that accompanied the appearance of Frafil, and had a further understanding of Ademisol's strength, and her attitude became more humble and enthusiastic, hoping to find the enemy with the help of the man in front of her.

As for whether she has the strength to complete her revenge after finding it, she subconsciously doesn't think about it.

Just as the captain predicted the time of seeing Turkman Island in the morning, the return time in the evening was also quite accurate.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the huge cruise ship slowly approached the harbor, and a burst of exclamations rang out from among the tourists on the deck, and it turned out that an airship was passing low above the harbor.

The rapidly spinning propeller blades spill an unchanging hum towards the land and sea. The vibration caused ripples in the waters gently lapping against the Prince Audrey.

According to some experts, the loud vibration of the propeller blades of the airship will affect the fragile "inner ear" in human physiology, and if it flies too low, it is likely to cause the deafness of the onlookers on the ground.