According to later reports from Mentos, Lane was in a coma for two and a half days, during which time he was completely unconscious.

When he awoke, the salty waves of the Mediterranean Sea were crashing against the side of the Adrestia, then shattering into a mist.

There are no surprises and no twists and turns.

In order to be safe, Kassandra even avoided the frequent naval battles of the Peloponnesian League and the Delian League when designing the route in the past two days, as well as the sea areas where piracy was rampant.

In normal times, Kassandra would basically rush straight up to these guys, and then the cabin would be full of loot, and she would sell it at the next port of call, with a bulging wallet.

The witcher got dressed and ascended the deck from the escalator in the cabin.

As soon as he showed his head, the mist formed by the breaking of the waves made his nose feel a refreshing moisture.

The Mediterranean sun shines, the blue waters, and the white sandy beaches of the small islands that you occasionally pass by. All this made his still somewhat dizzy mind feel sober.

"Meow!"

The flannel ball, which had been squatting on the railing of the command seat, was looking around curiously, and saw Lan En, who poked his head out, and then trotted over on all fours, climbed on his shoulder, tilted his forehead and rubbed his face.

"Oh, what a blessing from God!"

Barnabas also came over.

"I really can't imagine what kind of disease can make someone like you stun for days, I keep saying that I have a stroke right away, and I know some home remedies. But Kassandra, she categorically disagrees with this statement. ”

Sick? That's what Kassandra claimed?

Lane nodded at this, and quickly pushed Barnabas aside, leaving the one-eyed old sailor very confused.

Scold! Immediately windy? I think you're going to have the wind right away!

Herodotus and Kassandra then also came down from the commanding seat.

The falconer looked at Lan's head with concern, and Lann gave her a relaxed smile.

In general, Lann's smile is dazzling. It's enough to make little radish heads like Ciri and Fauber not dare to look at him at all.

But for a veteran like Kassandra, Rann licked his lips when he saw the falconer aggressively.

A group celebrates Ran's 'recovery', with Kassandra's acting skills making Len feel like she's underestimating her a bit.

Then in the harbor of the next island, Lanne was put off the ship.

There was nothing to talk about, the warriors were not muddy with each other, and he had a pact with Kassandra. When the falconer's journey to find their relatives comes to fruition, they still have plenty of time to spend together.

And friends like Herodotus and Barnabas, who grew up in the maritime civilization of ancient Greece, are also very comfortable with parting, and there will be no excessive melancholy.

After all, in the maritime civilization, if you don't go to sea, you will be poor to death, and anyone can leave everything behind tomorrow and set sail and make a name for themselves.

And for people like Lanne, both Barnabas and Herodotus thought that it was completely impossible for him to have an accident, and sooner or later he would do something earth-shattering.

Goodbye is only a matter of time.

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The celestial spheres, like broken glass, converged and ruffled from the lake in front of the altar of Dagon.

Then there was the sound of a wide robe carrying a gust of wind.

"Whew~Wow!"

Lan En rode the unicorn and leaped out of the rift where the celestial spheres met.

The sound of the wind just now was the sound of the magic horse rune cloth on the unicorn's body, flying in the wind but being firmly placed on the horse's back by magic.

As the unicorn runs, the silk rune cloth that is unusually wide and drapes makes it look like a swift and light white cloud.

If the background is suitable, Lan En feels that through the artist's polishing, it will directly be a good oil painting with a legendary theme.

The noble and elegant posture of the unicorn seems to be a characteristic of the population, and it will not be distorted by the laziness and swagger of the individual.

At least my unicorn friend proves this perfectly.

When Rann summoned it, the guy was killing a whale in the Mediterranean Sea and dragging it to a nearby shore.

There seemed to be some human habitation on the shore, and this guy began to scorch whale meat with his own thunder as if no one was around.

From time to time, I also go to the sea to drag some kelp as a side dish.

It won't be long before the myth of Zeus descending again, this time a noble, horned horse, will spread out of the Aegean Sea.

Thinking of this, Lan En, who had been busy for the Athenian plague for a while, became angry.

Why can this rotten guy live so easily?

With a "snap", Lan En, who turned over and dismounted, couldn't hold back, and hammered at the long neck of the unicorn.

As far as the ancient dragon's body is concerned, Lan En, let alone hammering it with his hand, even if he really smashes it down with a hammer the size of a stone pier, it is not a big deal.

Even in the exaggerated world of monsters, the hunting process of the top hunters is all technical knockouts, and there is never an option to fight with the monsters for physical fitness.

However, after the Qilin was beaten, he suddenly turned his head, and his ruby eyes stared at Lan En like a ghost.

And after looking at it for a while, it seems that he has just reacted.

Suddenly he began to kick his hooves, his mane was thrown wildly, and his mouth was screaming.

It's a bit like the 'lion dance' before the dogs fight each other.

It's clear that they want to communicate.

Lan En looked at the crazy Qilin for some reason, pinched the [Axifa Seal] variant in his hand, and released it.

"You, still in the growth period?"

The Kirin's head swayed from side to side beside Lan En, bursts of heat erupting from his big wet nostrils.

"But this strength is also increasing too quickly!"

The witcher raised his fist that he had just hammered the Kirin and shook it for some reason.

Although Rann has been improving, he has more of a technical knowledge that integrates many worlds.

After the operation of bones and muscles is completed and the development is completed, the basic strength does not fluctuate much.

Intensive surgery is like this, it's not the same as cultivation. After the operation, the ability that should be in the project is there, and there is generally no more if there is none.

And after the [Holy Song Gland] was implanted, Lan En could now feel that his body was in the process of strengthening.

It's just that the strength of the muscles and bones grew too naturally, so he didn't have much self-awareness.

But from the perspective of the Qilin, it has been separated from Lan En for less than a month, and less than three weeks!

However, what is the situation with the extra few hundred kilograms of punch power when we meet again?!

Just now, it thought that Lan En was really angry, and hammered it hard!

Later, I looked at the witcher's expression and reacted, and now his strength is at the level of Lan En's 'joking hammer'!

"Don't stop talking!"

The Kirin fluttered left and right beside Lan En, like a dog stomping his feet in front of the rice bowl when it was time to eat.

"Speak! There's a way to get better and easier, don't you tell me, right? Right?! ”

Racial superiority and racial identity have to be recognized.

Even if a creature like a unicorn jumps to its feet, as long as people don't understand what it means, they can still feel that it is really a noble and elegant horse.

It belongs to the integration of temperament into daily actions.

But Lan En could understand what the Kirin was saying, so the witcher turned his face towards the flannel ball at his feet.

The corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a happy smile. At the same time, the fist is stretched out and the thumb is pointed at the unicorn.

"Hey, I'm in a hurry!"

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