"Huh......" Everyone let out a sound of surprise, but they still hurriedly told the captain to turn. After flying northeast for less than half an hour, the ship had to turn thirty degrees to the right to continue sailing.

In fact, this was only the beginning, and for most of the day after that, the compass changed direction seven or eight times, almost every hour.

After the third turn, Cantu ordered the chart to be brought here, and began to draw the trajectory of the flight on it, and by twelve o'clock at midnight you could already see the ten folded lines left by the charcoal on the parchment.

These straight lines, which represent the trajectory of the airship, spin around like headless flies on the chart, not knowing what direction to go.

Dearrando had already taken the Dreadhorn King aside for interrogation.

"Say, what's going on?Why can't you find your way when you have a compass?" Diarlando shoved the Dreadhorn King into a small room in the bilge, then slammed the door shut, and clenched his fists, implying that he would be beaten without confessing.

"God, how can this depend on me? The Isle of Oblivion is an island of uncertainty, otherwise how could you have to have a compass to find it?" the Dreadhorn King protested against Dearrando's brutality, and then desperately defended himself.

"Tell me everything you know about the Forgotten Isle......" Just as Reeth, who had slept for most of the day, woke up, Deirrando smiled and placed the young dragon in front of the Dinosaur, and then slowly began to feed the dragon.

This trick was more effective than any intimidation, and the Dreadhorn King stiffened all over. Immediately leaned back and tried to stay away from the young dragon, his nervous words stammered: "I, I said!"

"The Isle of Oblivion is a large half-moon island surrounded by a thick fog that you won't notice even if you pass by it on the surface of the sea. The island moves almost every hour or two, you know what I mean?

"Go on, how do you know this?" said Dearlando, who listened with great interest, motioning for him to continue.

"Our race has been in this world for longer than you, and our ancestors had wings. A real feathered man who can soar in the sky. They had been swept up to that island by a storm. ”

"Oh, how did you know all this, is it a secret that has been passed down from generation to generation in your family?" Deirlandor asked noncommittally, knowing that according to the record of the Dreadhorn King he had seen last time, he was not the rightful heir. His father died at the hands of his brother, who in turn died at his hands. It's hard to believe. Those people will also tell their secrets to their killers before they die.

The Dreadhorn King hesitated. However, looking at the back of Reeth eating, he still honestly confessed: "It is a coincidence that I can know so much, and part of the information is in our family's treasury - that is, the treasury of Klayati City. Some of them were found by my people when they were digging around digging the ruins of the ancient feathered people. ”

His eyes drifted out the window. Then he said, "When I killed my brother, I didn't expect that that nasty golden star to be transferred to me. When I saw the family record of this sigil, I thought I wanted to get rid of it. That's when I learned that our family had an old pact with dragons, but who in all of Hovland still believed in dragons?"

Deirlandor and Reeth snorted at the same time, and the frightened Thorn King shuddered, and he hurriedly said, "Aren't we ignorant? ”

"No more nonsense, go ahead. ”

"Okay, okay. The genealogy of our family, which has been passed down from generation to generation, records that our ancestors made a pact with a magical white dragon on an uncertain island. The dragon gave us the method of making the stone float into the sky, and it taught us a lot. We built a sky fortress - Klayati. In return, we need to pass on a pact from generation to generation to ensure that the dragon has a soul anchor when it comes to this world. ”

"Why?" Dearlando listened, if what he said was true, then the contractor was also necessary for the dragon, think about it, neither the Starlight Dragon nor the Demon Dragon King had ever considered getting rid of their contractor, it stands to reason that a great and extraordinary creature like them should not need any help at all, so why bother looking for a contractor who would get in the way or hold back?

"I don't know, but I share your thoughts, although the records in our treasury are unknown, as long as there is such a thing, there must be a record of it. So I mobilized all my forces to find the relics left by our ancestors of the Feather People under the guise of mining pumice mines and building a sky airship route. ”

"On the other hand, I also strengthen my contact with other Feather People tribes, knocking on the side to obtain information, and if I encounter disobedient people, I will swallow them. Don't look at me like I am now, back then, I was the one who maintained the most primitive abilities among all the existing Feather People, and my status was noble, and soon I won the throne of the Feather People Tribal Alliance. As he spoke, the Dreadhorn King's face brightened, his chest was quite high, and even the wings behind his back fluttered. But this movement involved the wound again, and he screamed in pain.

Dearlando shook his head when he heard this, the Thorn King was born a tyrant, and he naturally likes to take by force, but if it weren't for his action, it is estimated that he would not have gotten so much important information.

"Stop talking nonsense, what did you find later?"

The Dreadhorn King carefully rubbed his wings with his right hand, and continued: "I have excavated the remains of eleven ancient feather human races, checked the top secret information of four tribes, and come to a conclusion that the words on our genealogy are not entirely true. On that erratic island, there was a magical gate that led to a different world, and there were other creatures on that island besides dragons, similar to us, but not elven humans or any other race. ”

"There's a lot of magic there, like transparent stones that can show all kinds of pictures, plates or chairs that can fly on their own. Originally, our ancestors had a good time with them, but then they did not want to stay on the island forever, so they managed to escape. They have wings, so although the process is very dangerous, there are quite a few people who have managed to escape, and we have taken some of their information with us. ”

"Wait...... Are you saying that someone kindly took in your ancestors who were swept up to their island by a storm, and then you ate and drank someone else's, and finally stole someone else's stuff and ran away?"

"That's right, because they judged that if they stayed any longer, those weird people would be caught through that door and taken to other worlds as pets or slaves, so they couldn't escape. Besides, if it weren't for the information we took with us, would you still have such a fast airship to sit on now?"

Diarlando shook his head and sighed, "Dragons are not a magnanimous race, you will definitely be punished for doing this!"

"Thief, liar, damn it!" Reeth spewed sparks as he ate and cursed the Dreadhorn King, who shrank back and said, "Yes...... We were later retaliated against, and new higher beings appeared on our land one after another, all sent by the lifeforms of that island. They are seizing the world's resources, gradually changing the world, and gradually, we lose the ability to fly, our wings degenerate, and our feathers degenerate. For thousands of years, we have all become this ghostly image of no one and no bird, and our original talent has almost disappeared. ”

"......You deserve it," Deirrando reprimanded angrily, and then asked, "Then where are the documents or materials you are talking about?"

"Of course it's in my royal city, but now it's all on the ground, our only royal city, inherited for so many years, was actually destroyed in my hands. Alas......" said that in the end, the Dreadhorn King actually choked up a little. (To be continued......)