In the captain's room of the Golden Deer, Byron silently let go of Violet's hands, and the spiritual glow that blended with each other was also reseparated.

In a matter of moments, he was able to put himself in the girl's shoes and see everything she saw in the shipwreck graveyard of that public dream.

Not only did he recognize the first-class ship [Blue Dragon King] that he once served, but he also clearly heard the old father's hearty and kind voice again.

"It's great, it's not completely digested by that octopus yet, it's really good."

In addition to the excitement, there is also some relief.

Death did not make the old father depressed, but chased after his former enemies, the York family and the church, and beat him up.

Ate them a lot of spirituality.

The news that Violet brought back was mixed.

At least for a short time, it is better to worry about the others who are swallowed up than about this overbearing first-class battleship.

Kraken's Touch doesn't seem to care who digests who in the shipwreck graveyard.

But since the winner can obtain spiritual replenishment from other ghost ships, it is not completely impossible to raise a "Gu King" if it continues like this.

Originally, he thought that he would never see his father, uncle, and other people who were eaten by Kraken's touch again in this life and in this life.

Now that I have unexpectedly learned the whereabouts of the [Blue Dragon King], and the temporary safe situation, a hanging heart has also settled down a lot.

Although the road ahead is extremely difficult, at least there is a direction for further efforts.

Having seen the power of Kraken's Touch with his own eyes, he knew very well that trying to pull the Blue Dragon King out of the deep dream realm was not something that could be done in a short period of time.

Even if they thought of a way, they would at least wait until the material world reached the "bridgehead" marked on the nautical chart before they could start the rescue.

Without that kind of transit point that connects dreams and reality, they can't bring anything in reality into or out of dreams.

But as a long-term goal, it is necessary to plan ahead from now on.

At this time, the [Hidden: The Root of the Bloody Plague, Historical Influence 38] solution density that had just been activated also jumped from 21% to 45%.

The mastermind behind the bloody disaster obviously has a lot to do with the old enemy "Kraken's Touch".

Byron looked up at the girl in front of him who had unexpectedly done him a big favor, and sincerely thanked him:

"Thank you, Violet."

In his eyes, today's girls are particularly cute, how to look at it and how to like it.

Violet smiled proudly, regained a little of the momentum of the female pirate captain, looked his handsome face up and down, and said with a smirk:

"The racial motto of our Wan people: revenge will be avenged, and kindness will be repaid.

Byron, how do you want to repay Miss Ben? ”

"Ugh"

Seeing the cute appearance of the girl, Byron subconsciously thought of two completely different options:

Option one, the hero is not good-looking, and there is no way to repay him, but to be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay this great kindness. ’

'Option two, the hero is good-looking, and there is nothing to repay him, but to repay the hero's great kindness with his personal promise. ’

As for whether Violet is good or not?

There's no doubt about it.

Seeing Byron looking at her blankly, the girl was overjoyed and sneered:

"Tease you, which of us is with whom."

patted him on the shoulder, and waved his white and tender fist with some eagerness, and continued:

"With this experience, when I go back next time, I will definitely have a bigger harvest.

He began to collect all kinds of information, what are the indigenous countries in the New World, what is the power system, the mountains and rivers, and the distribution of the population

The New World's proximity to the whaling grounds of the Leviathan may have made initial use of whale oil and could be used as a reference to their experience. ”

The girl's eyebrows fluttered, and Byron did not immediately interrupt her imagination.

Everything she said was indeed doable.

In Byron's previous life, it is said that there was a genius scientist named Nikola Tesla, who was able to roam the collective human subconscious and absorb the knowledge contained in it.

Considered the greatest electrical engineer alive.

It's so great that it's hard to believe that the knowledge came from his brain alone.

"And, there's.

Maybe there will be a chance to help you communicate with Uncle Edmund and them in the future, so that you can use the dream relay to exchange messages. ”

When he heard Violet say this, Byron finally straightened his face and said to her seriously:

"You don't even want to venture there again.

Since it is the mansion of an old god, maybe there is a huge world rift hidden in the depths of the dream.

The Church has spent more than a thousand years obscuring all knowledge and history about the extra-speculative existence.

Just the little information that is known is enough to explain the danger.

At the turn of the two eras, most of the zero-level holy relics were accidentally damaged and their power dropped.

All extra-spec beings have become rotting corpses floating in essentia seas outside the world.

There must be a big secret hidden here! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to show her the tooth marks on his arm that had just stopped bleeding.

"Don't look at us, we don't seem to be weak now, but we are still 108,000 miles away from facing the secrets of the top layer of the world.

In particular, the last footsteps you heard indicated that there were other humans involved.

Sometimes, humans with brains are much more dangerous and grotesque than those without brains.

I wouldn't mind letting you take a few more bites.

But this time you were able to escape safely and safely because of good luck, and who can guarantee that you will have such good luck every time?

Don't go again.

If you have any good stuff or other information, it's not too late to find it when we have a chance to explore the New World, and I'll go with you then. ”

Violet reached out and touched the tooth mark lightly, and couldn't help but feel distressed, and nodded decisively without hesitation.

"I'll listen to you."

Her greatest strength is her listening to persuasion (chapter 78).

Never play "don't listen to and don't listen to Wang Ba's chanting" and then continue to secretly get into trouble.

Seeing her agree, Byron relieved his tone:

"The reason why you automatically entered that dream city after falling asleep this time was because of the side effects of the bloodline sublimation ritual 'Deep Sea Traceability'.

Since it is necessary to trace the source, it must have something to do with the source of the blood in the body.

We didn't expect this stubble in advance, the wood is already in the boat, and it's time to strengthen the anchor on your body a little more.

Take your pick for the rest. ”

snapped his fingers.

A piece of golden light fell, manifesting into a brilliant golden legal net, and at the very core there were eight shining seals to record the sinking load.

It is the remaining eight positions of the right hand of the king.

Originally, the king's right hand consisted of sixteen positions: a king, a queen, two chariots, two bishops (or prime ministers), two knights, and eight guards.

【Mithril Dragon】Catherine is the regent; Uncle Andrew, the skeleton knight, is the prime minister; 【Guardian Knight】Bruch is a chariot;

【Blood Red Whiskey】Alfred is a knight;

Phantom Blade Gus, Candid Eightfingers, Shipwright Hans the Younger, and Gunner Wyandott each took the position of a guard.

The eight of them are all die-hard loyalists or have signed a deed of sale, and they are deeply bound, and even their cousin Jacqueline has no part for the time being.

If you add the 17th position that has not been activated with [Three Musketeers] for the time being for fear of being beaten by Catherine, there are a total of nine left.

It is also the core of power deeply bound to the [Golden Code] and the Holy Golden Empire.

As the business of Riptide Fortress flourished, the effects of economic colonization of fifteen million natives and hundreds of city-states gradually became apparent, and the Golden Law became stronger.

If "Wild Hunt" releases a rumor and sells places openly to provide additional powerful anchoring, I don't know how many transcendents who are on the verge of losing control will have to buy one.

Violet didn't mean to be polite to him, and stretched out her slender fingertips and pointed at the four guards, a knight, a chariot, a picture, and a queen in turn.

When the queen was called, he suddenly looked up and smiled playfully at Byron:

"Although there are obvious differences between the 'id' and the 'superego' in my heart, it is difficult to unify opinions.

But a good girl would never ask a dilemma like 'I fell into the river with your mother, which one do you save first?'"

So, following the choice of 'self', I choose this one. ”

Then he took off the point of light representing the [Prime Minister] next door, slapped it into his own spirituality, and generated an anchor chain to hook the Golden Rule.

It's just that the smiling words seem to mean something.

It's the same as when she learned "flow" the next day, but she kept pretending to be clumsy and couldn't learn anything.

"Prime Minister, I see."

Byron is just a chick, not a fool.

With her eyes, he silently put away the other positions of Wang Zhi's right hand, and sighed deeply in his heart:

'This is a treasure girl!'

What's going on with a sudden feeling of emotion?

Now, in addition to the 'house stealing plan' that is already on the way, my sister's offshore finance, and how to go to dream fishing must be set up as soon as possible.

Maybe I should indeed arrange the second bloodline sublimation ritual [Blood Feast Holy Grail] earlier, and strive to eliminate the side effects of tentacle fetish as soon as possible.

Can't delay a good girl. ’

A few days later.

The Bantaan Islands, a small colonial town under the control of the Rhine League.

The church trio had been here for a long time, and in fact hadn't dared to contact their fellow Inquisition since Teresa had lost a hand.

Compared with those martial artists who only need to fight and kill, how can a priest who can't even go to heaven guide his followers correctly?

Once Teresa's current situation is exposed, I am afraid that before the dream missionary cause begins, she will have to go home first.

"I will never allow this to happen."

Teresa, who was not very old and delicate like a doll, her face was obviously a little withered, and it was obvious that the mental torture during this time was far more serious than the physical pain.

After hiding in his room and eating his share of dinner in silence, he thought it might be time to talk to his two teammates.

But he put on a cloak and searched around the room of the two of them without seeing anyone, and through divination, he found them in a warehouse behind the inn.

The two big men put their heads together, not knowing what to do.

Teresa's sudden arrival alarmed the two, and when they turned their heads to see that it was her, they tried to block the contents of a small table with their bodies.

But the sharp-eyed nun still saw what it was, and her face couldn't help but change:

"This is my hand? What are you two secretly doing with my hands? ”

The barnacle parasitic on the severed hand never died, but instead grew into a palm-shaped red coral based on the severed hand.

was kept by the two in a glass fish tank.

Since she was discovered in advance, [Armed Priest] Brandon stepped forward and pulled her over, and introduced her with a smile:

"Aren't you going to turn 23 tomorrow?

Herman and I just wanted to give you a gift so you could have some fun.

I have heard of a legend on the West Coast of a sage who cut meat and fed eagles, and that you are most fond of caring for all kinds of small animals and spreading His mercy on behalf of the Lord.

Just use your hands to help you raise these little things, which can be regarded as making the best use of things.

As long as you do one holy healing technique every day and supplement it with the necessary nutrients, you can keep it alive.

How's that, isn't it pretty? ”

Brandon actually followed Teresa and got the essence of her theory: "Holy Healing + Cow = Live Cow + Beef That Can Never Be Eaten".

Unexpectedly, she found that the nun's face, who was already gloomy, had begun to darken.

The priest said cautiously:

"Don't you like it? Oh, I see, you must be worried that those corals are still dangerous and will parasitize others, right?

Actually, Herman had another great idea. ”

The quasi-sword master beside him immediately stepped forward and raised a small blackboard in his hand.

This is mainly due to Byron's consideration that Herman is too inconvenient to communicate with people.

Although he cannot speak with his mouth, he can prepare a board and chalk, and write at the speed of his hand no slower than he can speak.

Write a line of handwriting:

"I've heard that there are some aristocratic lords on the mainland who are very idle and boring, and they like to take everything on a plate.

Bamboo, walnuts, and animal teeth are just like the finest jade as long as they are pulped.

If you are worried about the danger, we can boil it, inactivate it at a high temperature, and then hand it over to you to plate slowly.

When you bring it into the coffin in the future, others will see your jade bones and think that you are a saint in the world.

After many years, it may be enshrined as a [holy relic], and the tomb robbers will have to be scared to pee on the spot.

Isn't this a great gift? ”

This is a reproduction of the time when she amputated the hound's leg on Treasure Island.

"You're swooping"

Although Teresa is extremely talented and has mastered the holy relic of the [Rope of the Penitent], she is not very old after all, and her experience is still shallow.

When the boomerang she threw hit herself one after another, she finally felt the pain in her heart.

I couldn't help but completely break the defense, and I cried out with a "wow", leaving the two people who were at a loss and turned around and ran.

At the same time, her last worries vanished.

"Hands! I have to get a hand again!

I don't want to spend a day like this, woo woo woo"

Half an hour later.

Just when she hugged her knees and leaned against a tree in the forest and was tired of crying, she suddenly felt a quiet around her, and when she looked up again, the woodland around her had quietly disappeared.

In its place was a deep darkness.

"Enemy attack?"

Just as she was vigilant, she unexpectedly heard a young voice ringing in her ears:

"Miss Nun, welcome to Financial Street, what do you need?"