Meeting, sorry for being late***

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The white boat was lowered from the side of the boat, and the skilful sailors completed the operation with tacit cooperation. When the boat reached the surface of the water smoothly, the sailor threw down the rope ladder, and a gray-haired old man climbed down the ladder carefully.

The ladder that the two young priests in the blue robes on a white background and blue edges who had come down with the boat had tried to control so that it did not shake too much. After all, this adult is nearly eighty years old and has a noble status, so it is not good if there is any mistake here.

The old man's clothes seem to be of the same style as a priest, but the whole body is a faint silver-gray color, without any patterns. If you encounter it in the crowd, it will definitely be regarded as some kind of ordinary travel robe.

The old man took a little time to climb to the bottom, and a small wave on the surface of the sea almost caused him to flip out of the boat, and the two young attendants exclaimed: "Lord Dras, be careful!"

However, the old man stabilized his figure with a balance that was rare for a person of this age, and thanked him in reply, and hurriedly reached over to get his hand in hand. He looked at the boat, then at the foggy sea ahead, and said to the two young priests, "Go up and wait for me here." I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

The old man's pale blue eyes were clear and bright, and if it weren't for the wrinkles on his skin and his full head of white hair, he would not have seen that they were a pair of eyes that belonged to an old man. After everyone had left the boat, the old man untied the cable that held the boat and let the boat be pushed slowly into the fog by the current.

The cold mist hit his body, quickly wetting his eyelashes and hair, but his seemingly ordinary robe was not affected in the slightest. There was a faint aroma in the air, and if it weren't for the bumps of the sea just now, it would have been almost thought that the boat was sailing on a calm river full of flowers on both sides.

The time in the fog is immeasurable, and the gray-robed old man took out a pendant from his arms a little bored, opened the pendant, and gently stroked the border with his fingers. The pendant depicts an eight- or nine-year-old girl sitting on a chair, with a teenage boy standing behind her. Both of them looked a little nervous, because it was the first time they had painted a portrait. Thinking about that scene, the old man smiled and softly called out the name: "Luna......"

The hull of the ship jerked around, and the air was filled with the sound of soft music. The old man put away the pendant and stood up from the sampan, which, based on previous experience, was about to reach his destination.

Sure enough, within a minute, the fog that was originally thick and could not see three feet away disappeared all at once, and the bright sunlight shone on the white boat, and the old man with strong light couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block his eyes.

"Brother~ You're here!" a silver bell-like voice came from not far away, Achille Dellas shielded his hand from the dazzling sunlight, and looked to the side, less than twenty feet away from him was a small pier. On the simple dock made of logs, a girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was waving excitedly, and the white flute in her hand was the source of the music she had just heard.

Her long pale brown hair was not pulled up, but fluttered in the wind, and she was wearing a linen-colored close-fitting dress that wrapped around her delicate and slender body, and she wore no ornaments on her body, except for a simple loose leather belt hanging between her waist and hips, and a cane like a key hanging from it.

Achille's heart was full of pain and suffering, but he still had to force a smile: "Oh, my lovely Luna, look at you, you are still so young and energetic, come and hug me, bad old man!"

"My brother likes to make fun of me the most, the time on the Forgotten Island is different from the outside, and I want you to stay here with me, but you don't want to. Luna stomped her foot lightly, and began to be coquettish as usual, but there were already tears in her eyes.

As soon as the boat docked, Achille jumped onto the small pier and embraced his beloved sister into his arms. Luna's long, fluffy hair was smooth and soft, floating like a cloud behind her. Achille stroked Luna's hair and sighed in a low voice, "Silly boy, weishenme, you have to choose this lonely path......"

"Somebody has to guard over here, and if Brother Dill comes back one day, I want the first thing he sees is me. Luna's voice was a little crying, but more unwaveringly persistent.

Achille didn't say anything more, but patted Luna on the back soothingly, he couldn't stop this stupid sister's decision sixty years ago, so now all he could do was find as many opportunities as possible to be here to be with her. This mysterious island shrouded in fog only has one chance to approach once a year, even with the guidance of a magic pointer. So over the years, the time their brothers and sisters have spent together has been less than a month.

"I brought you some books, and seeds, and the blue, gold, and white paints you said you wanted, and your favorite apple fudge......" Achille interrupted the sad hug, as both of them were going to cry if they continued. You can't waste a once-a-year gathering of joy on crying.

Luna let go of her hand, happily jumped onto the boat, and threw the packed haode gift ashore. Achille was about to help with it, when a gust of wind blew by, and the things piled up on the wooden dock were gone. Achille quickly turned his head, only to see a group of rabbits with particularly long legs, biting things and running away.

"What's that?!" Achille took out his glasses tremblingly, his shili had dropped a bit badly recently, so he had to put on his glasses to see clearly in order to make sure he wasn't mistaken. As a result, four or five rabbits were three times the size of the average hare, with deer-like legs on the front and back. In such a short time, those strange animals had already run to the top of the mountain with their packages in their mouths, and disappeared behind a section of white wall.

"I don't know...... I call them chirp because that's what they like to call them. They didn't die or attack people when they came out of the door, they looked cute, so I left them and didn't throw them back. They are a bit like puppies and especially like to follow me and help me carry things. Luna took Zuihou's two small packages in her hands, jumped onto the dock, and couldn't wait to open one, which was full of all kinds of desserts.

She immediately happily opened one and threw it into her mouth, sighing with satisfaction: "Hmm~~~ It's so delicious, the ones I copied with the furnace are always not as delicious as the real candy, hey~"

Achille looked at Luna with pity, her time and shijie had been confined to this island since the age of sixteen. Although she is known as the Holy Maiden of Time by the world because of the great sacrifice she made, only she understands that her sister's heart has long followed the person who left this shijie with the dragon.

Luna tossed the candy to Achille to hold, then reached out to hold his hand and happily walked to the top of the mountain. There was a white building, unlike any other building in the world, like a bunch of spiky spheres, piled up in a haphazard manner, covering an area of about a few thousand square feet. The low surrounding wall seems to be used to keep out the plants that grow around the island, and the black stalks with beautiful red flowers cover the entire island, except for the inner part of the wall.

The path at your feet is also paved with white stones like the walls, and no one knows who built them or how long they have been there. But ever since Deirlando and Fayer disappeared from here with the two dragons, all Shijie's eyes were fixed on it.

Fear, longing, confusion, greed...... It drives people to want to take over this place, to own the island, as if they had tried to own the dragon. It's a pity that the island is conscious, moving in time and space, and nothing that it doesn't approve of can't find it.

Luna didn't have to tell the difference, and the familiar pushed open one of the walls of the white building, and inside was a long walkway that shone in white light, spiraling upward. Achille followed Luna to the core of the island, looking through a half-human-high fence made of the same material as the outer wall, looking out over the massive abyss in the center of the island.

The turbulent waters plunged from the four walls into the abyss, rising and rising a mist that shone with an unpredictable light, like the aurora in the northern sky. But Achille knew that what looked like water wasn't really water, because you couldn't touch them, scoop them up with a spoon, or summon them with magic.

Next to the fence is a long spiral staircase that leads to a platform directly above the abyss. The platform was about fifty feet square, and in the center was a door twenty feet in diameter that lay flat on the floor. Whenever the room was filled with churning steam, Luna needed to open the door, and the vapor would slip through the door and disappear without a trace.

Sometimes there would be some strange things that followed the vapor to the platform, and Luna drew those strange things in order to be able to tell Achille in a vivid voice, and showed them to Achille every time he came, which was probably her only pastime as an abyss watcher.

Luna looked at the mist in the room and pulled Achille to the platform. "Brother, you came by coincidence, I can open the door today. You must check out this view, it's super interesting!"

By the time Achille climbed to the platform, which was almost five stories high, the mist in the room had filled the room to the point where he couldn't see his fingers, and Luna's figure swayed in front of him, and Achille could only guess that she seemed to have picked up the key and poked it into the floor of the platform.

A loud tremor came from under his feet, and with a loud bang, a strong air flow rushed out of the door, and then retracted. Achille clung to the railing beside him to prevent him from being blown away by the current.

The fog faded noticeably in the violent air surge, and Luna held the key, almost floating above the door, staring dead into the abyss.

Suddenly, two long, tentacle-like objects protruded from inside the door, followed by the head of a lobster-like crustacean. The thing was so big that it stuck on the door halfway through. It hissed and shook its huge head, as if trying to squeeze through the small door that was impossible to pass through.

Luna's whole body flashed, and a set of cyan and silver intertwined scales appeared outside her long dress. She slung the key back to her waist and leapt into the air, removes the longbow and arrow feather from her back with a nimbly backhand, and slams an arrow into the middle of the oversized lobster's head.

The thin cyan arrow silently pierced the prawn's head, and then the lobster began to dent and contract, like a grape that had been quickly drained. Eventually, the creature fell through the open door, unknown to where it had been washed away by the water.

"Damn monster, maybe it's because it's blocked in the doorway that Brother Dill can't come back!" Luna fell to the ground, her armor gone. With a frustrated kick, she kicked the lobster tentacles that had landed on the platform back into the abyss, and then sobbed quietly.

Achille stretched out his hands and took his sister into his arms, making her cry on her chest.

"He'll be back...... Definitely. Achille muttered comforting words, praying like Luna for a miracle to happen.