On the morning of Crescent Bay, the winter sun shrouds the calm sea like a mist, and the Nome Pathfinder's "Blue Eagle" sails out of the harbor under the crescent castle, leaving a white arc on the turquoise sea.

"Wow! so fast!" the little wolf shouted excitedly to the sky. The little wolf said that she would figure out the boat, but she did go to the fishermen and the soldiers on the coast for advice, and she was holding a lot of drawings and books to study. The craftsmen of Fort Selfendi made some modifications to the ship while repairing the magic drive, making it easy to control, and Ivan and Isha also carefully studied the magic drive on it. At this moment, the little wolf sitting in the stern of the ship held the steering wheel tightly and let the "Blue Eagle" circle several times in the calm bay, and looking at her expression, it seemed that she was still enjoying the taste of sailing.

"Hey, you guys!" Lockevon cried out to them in frustration as he stood on a fishing boat. The speed of the fishing boat was nowhere near that of the expedition Blue Eagle, and although it looked about the size of a small Nome fishing boat, it was as nimble as a whale. Lockevon waved his hands and told the wolf cub to stop the boat

"Listen, I'll tell the soldiers to show you the way! Don't drive the boat so fast!" Lockonde roared at the little wolf. The wolf's clothes were already splashed with seawater. The Blue Eagle is a small boat more than five meters long, and when it stops, it still rocks with the stirred waves.

"It's okay! All three of us are human. The little wolf said happily. Lockevonde's face turned red.

The day was February 24, 1920. Just the night before, a mysterious giant ghost ship had attacked the Nome watchtower. The Nome have long had the legend of ghost ships. But it was the first time in recorded history that he was actually attacked by a ghost ship. What's even more bizarre is that the food warehouse under the watchtower is looted by robbers who come from nowhere.

Although this happened, Lockevonde, acting as the king's agent, tried to get the guards of the coast to investigate on a distant island by boat. The dwarf Nome have always been afraid of the sea, and they are not good at sea warfare at all, if they encounter the enemy at sea...... It would be better to turn to humans for help. However, Crescent Bay is difficult to get in touch with the humans of the south.

At such times, Lockevon could not refuse the request of three young humans to take a small boat to "see". Two of the three were magicians who had fought demons. If the ghost ship is really a famous house made by the demons hiding on the island. They'll find out soon.

"Did you listen to me?"

Lockeon wiped the water from his face angrily and waved his fist at the boat that was swishing away, "I haven't finished telling you yet!

Tired of listening to Lockevonde's repeated advice, the three of them promised that they would never take any risks and would come back immediately if they encountered danger. Only then did he leave Crescent Bay under the escort of the Nome soldiers. The northern sea in winter is vast. The vast sky meets the sea level. Seagulls chirp in the wind.

The wolf whistled, and several seagulls landed on the side of the boat and jumped into the canopy. Ivan took out some bread crumbs and gave them to them. They jumped and flapped their wings like well-behaved little white doves. A seagull flew onto the wolf's left shoulder and jumped from her left shoulder to her right.

"From here, all the way west is where the Pathfinders met the ghost ship. The leading Noem soldier stopped the boat, he was not young, and he seemed to be very steady, but there was still some hesitation and hesitation in his voice.

"Thank you, we'll be back soon. Aisha waved his hand at the soldiers. Aisha had a brown paper map on her lap, and the map was clearly drawn to the location of the "islands of pirates and ghosts". The map shows the route from the Crescent Fort to the nearest island to the Crescent Bay, "Hanba Island", and from the Hanba Island to the attacked watchtower. Aisha had been studying the map for a long time, and she believed she had seen it.

The "Blue Eagle" sped up, and the little wolf's throat actually made a crisp cry of a seagull, Ivan and Aisha turned around in surprise, only to see the seagull responding while rotating around the head of the little wolf, and the sun shone on the pure white wings of the seagull and the white wolf head hat of the little wolf, what an incredible picture!

Sure enough, a seagull flew to the front of the boat. The little wolf said that she would let the seagulls lead the way, and she really did. Other seagulls continued to gather around Ivan for bread crumbs, taking turns guiding the Blue Eagle until the sun rose overhead, bringing a soft warmth rarely seen in winter.

"That...... Why hasn't the ghost ship appeared yet?" Aisha held the map to her chest and leaned forward to look around, her expression not the excitement and anticipation of the little wolf, but a little ...... Frightened look. "Isn't the ghost ship big, if it's taller than the watchtower, you should be able to see it, right?"

"We're still far from Banba Island. Ivan said. At the moment, there was only a vast ocean as far as their sight could see, perhaps they had already reached the place where the Nome Pathfinders had seen the ghost ships? The Pathfinders didn't say very clearly, only that they said that to the west, they saw the huge ghost pirate ship in the distance.

"It's not dark yet, and the ghost won't come out until it's dark. The little wolf raised his hand and pointed to the sky with great interest, and the "Blue Eagle" was steadily advancing at sea.

"How many times have I told you, little wolf, that the ghost ship is not a ship with ghosts!" Aisha pouted, turning around and arguing unrelentingly, but her voice didn't seem to be very sure, "Maybe the ghost ship was made by the demons......"

"Didn't you say you hadn't seen a ghost ship before? How do you know it's not a ghost ship? Hey, let me tell you, I heard from the old fishermen in the neighborhood. The little wolf said with relish, his eyes sparkling, "The owner of the ghost ship is the pirate king who died thousands of years ago, what is it called? It seems to have something to do with wolves...... Leave him alone. At that time, the ships were not so powerful, and the pirate king plundered a lot of treasures, and was hated by others. Then they met a terrible magician, who destroyed the big, big ship, and it sank. The Pirate King and his men followed the ship to the bottom of the sea, and the drowned pirate climbed to the top of the mast and ......"

"Well, there are no drowned pirates!" Isha suddenly raised his voice and interrupted the little wolf stiffly. She clenched her fists and seemed to be very indignant, "Little wolf, you are really a child, and, still, you still believe in this kind of child-coaxing story, if you really see the ghost ship, you, you are not allowed to cry!"

"Ahh

"Ahh "Don't touch me!" she forgot about the magic magic secret pistol on her waist, and scrambled to push it to her side.

"Isha ......" Ivan, who was almost pushed down by her, hurriedly grabbed the support of the canopy and looked at her very depressedly. But soon, Ivan's expression became stern.

"Look in the heavens, this is ...... Is it going to rain?" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )