Lindsay and Arazon return to the island.

The wooden boats of the former were fixed in a small inlet, while the boats of the latter had to be stripped of essentia support, and the boats were reduced to pure pigment and scattered in the sea.

The two tiptoed back to the island.

In the outer ring of the island, where countless rivers intersect, every other distance, there are nests of mermaids in the Red Sea.

Lindsay and Alazon walked among them, cries of unknown meaning mixed with some strange and idiotic laughter.

That's right.

Lindsay remembered the psychedelic mist on the island, so she tore off a filter cloth and handed it to the painter:

"Put this on your face and it filters those weird gases out of the air."

Alasson took the filter cloth and learned to put it on in style.

The two cautiously walked around the mermaid's nest.

It took more than half an hour to pass through these grid-like mermaid love nests and enter the real main island range.

At this distance, the psychedelic mist in the air is thicker, like an impenetrable web of love, encircling the island.

until entering a wood.

Lindsay straightened up and lifted her stealth state.

Alason, who was disguised as a canvas, naturally saw this scene in his eyes, and his tone was a little curious:

"That's how you escaped the mermaids?"

"It's not all my credit." Lindsay shook her head slightly, "With the help of Valawala's cover, she helped me get attention. ”

"Speaking of which, do you know that there are other people on the boat who have escaped?"

Alazon sighed:

"It's a pity."

"Before I met you, I thought I was the only one running out."

“……”

The two men observed a moment of silence in memory of the male compatriots who were killed.

Before parting with Walawala, Lindsay had already agreed on a meeting place, which was the woods in front of her, far away from the waterway, and now she just had to wait quietly.

Alazon understood the situation and brought up the previous conversation at sea:

"Lindsay, since you are so sure that we are going to forcibly escape, I guess the specific details have already been planned, right?"

Lindsey elaborated:

"Last night, the ship sailed in a storm and proved that it was strong enough, but the seafarers who tuged the boat were brutally killed."

"We just need to find a way to power the ship and we can leave."

Alazon bowed his head and thought:

"This way...... You can indeed try it. ”

As the discussion deepened, the two began to look around the island.

Lindsay's plan is well understood.

The humans who were 'invited' to the island by the mermaids of the Red Sea were not only a group of them, but also other ships that had encountered the same fate.

As you can imagine, there are definitely quite a few awakened among them.

Unless these people have some new and special hobby.

Otherwise, they would not have been able to refuse the opportunity to leave the island.

While talking to Alazon.

Lindsay also opened the map and observed her surroundings.

Then, he spotted a particularly conspicuous green dot wandering in the water.

The other markers on the map, regardless of color, are basically around the corresponding mermaid's nest.

Only this mark, centered on the forest where Lindsay is located, will not deviate at all, even if it keeps moving in the nearby waterway.

It was as if he had been looking at him from the water.

“……”

"It's that guy......"

Lindsay didn't have to think much to guess that this was the mermaid girl he had just caught.

Although ordered to leave, and not allowed to reveal the news.

But the other party's spirit persevered, and even now he is peeking into Lindsay's position from a distance from the river.

Lindsay frowned.

I also found a green mark in the center of the island, walking towards this location.

"It's Walawala!"

Lindsay greeted Alasson and greeted him in the corresponding direction, and it didn't take long to see the girl's return.

But it's not the same as the joy of anticipation and exploration when you leave.

At this moment, Valawala turned back alone, her face was already furrowed, and it was obvious that something unpleasant had just happened.

"How's it going?"

Lindsay stepped forward and took the first step to tell the information she had:

"I've also gained something at sea."

"The storm is the creation of the island's owner, and it cannot come and go at will. The opponent's strength is at least above the seventh stage, and at the same time, he is not the only one on the island, there are many companions......"

When Walawala heard this, she immediately smiled bitterly:

"There are so many people on the island, it's a well-built town!"

Lindsey cautiously asked:

"Look at your face - I'm afraid it's not just a town, right?"

Walawala nodded in acknowledgement:

"That's right, it's their forgery workshop inside."

Lindsay raised her eyebrows:

"Counterfeit workshop?"

Balabala goes on to explain:

"The art produced by the Seven Seas Alliance will be sought after locally and in other worlds."

"Some guys who have evil thoughts or are not good enough in their art will naturally use their brains in this regard."

Alason, who was on the side, also added:

"Except for some special works of art, which have special abilities in their own right. It is also a common sight for a special kind of awakened person like a collector, or an aristocratic gentry, to pursue these works fanatically. ”

The two artists took turns to introduce, and Lindsay naturally understood everything:

"So the mermaids on the island are just a front they use to hide their tracks, to deal with the attention of the outside world."

"Their real purpose is to make fakes here and trade them."

Lindsey was not aware of the Seven Seas Alliance's legal system.

So one more point:

"Let me ask, what is the attitude of the City of a Thousand Sails towards this kind of thing?"

Wala Vara gives a direct answer:

"Usually — a huge fine, and a long prison sentence."

Lindsey asked:

"Since you said usually, there are special circumstances?"

Walawala continued:

"Falsification of the works of artists of the eight stages; Or if you use the ability to falsify and constitute a large-scale vicious incident - the death penalty. ”

“……”

Lindsay bowed slightly.

The maximum penalty for making a fake is the death penalty, which is in line with the specific situation of the Seven Seas Alliance.

Walawala continued:

"Also, you should feel the psychedelic mist on this island, right?"

Speaking of which.

The girl suddenly lowered her voice, and her demeanor became extremely serious:

"The pre-diluted version of this thing, I've just seen it in town."

Lindsay didn't know about it yet.

But seeing Walawala's appearance, Alason, who is also an artist, immediately reacted.

He spat out a name, and his voice was even a little out of control:

"Rainbow Dream Elixir?"

Valawala nodded:

"That's right, this is it."

"There's also a factory in the town that specializes in the production of Dream Elixir!"

Both knew that Lindsey was a first-time visitor to the Seven Seas League and didn't know a lot about it.

Explain it now:

"Colored dream potions can greatly stimulate people's spirits, causing people to fall into a state of euphoria and psychedelia, and even addiction to it."

"So, it's a base camp for fallen artists."

(End of chapter)