Yumi is teaching Qinqing to learn etiquette in the living room, and it is a holographic projection teaching, and the two cuties are not so much learning as playing, because every once in a while, there will be a burst of 'haha' laughter.

And Yorkham Jones, who was writing a reply to Alice at his bedroom desk.

"Alice, my dear student, twenty thousand wales is a lot, and I can use it for a long time... I'll pay you back as soon as I can. ”

"First of all, the teacher wishes you a smooth promotion to the knighthood in advance. ”

"Also, there's a reason why you instinctively resist faith. ”

"This involves a question of knowledge, a question of 'Is a bloodline type transcendent profession?' ”

"According to one of my companions, the bloodline transcendental and the transcendent race are actually faith-based transcendent professions, but their ways of believing are more special. ”

"If you think about it, in fact, every transcendent race, including your blood race itself, actually comes from your own genetic symbols, and these genes come from some ancient, or some ancestor. ”

"It's a hidden-from faith, it's instinctively imprinted in the genetic bloodline, and though you never notice, it's always there. ”

"So, if you want to believe in other gods, you must first learn to restrain your instincts, such as learning to bask in the sun, learning to drink less blood..."

"When restraint becomes a habit, you can choose a spiritual doctrine and start learning. ”

Also, don't be in a hurry to choose your faith. ”

"Because you are not like a child, you already have a mature worldview and outlook on life, so when you choose your faith, you must seriously understand the teachings of the gods. ”

"After understanding the sacred texts of doctrine, you should see which sect is more in harmony with your own worldview and outlook on life, and only when you are in harmony with each other can you find the true way of your heart. ”

"Finally, I'm going to go to the sea soon, and there should be a lot of interesting things in the sea, and I'll bring you back. ”

"Good night..."

"Your teacher, Yorkham Jones. ”

After writing a reply and handing it to the Elves of Light, Yorkham Jones thought quietly.

Yorkham Jones thought of two offensive options.

1) Let Lieutenant Colonel 'Rose' carry out long-range shelling directly with sea vessels.

2) Craft some alchemy poison and sneak in it to give Sir Carter and them a feast.

In addition, Jokham Jones decided to report the matter to the Church of Light, and the sale of souls is a violation of almost all the rules of the Sect of the Gods, and even in the dogma of most false gods, souls are forbidden.

It can be said that as long as it is about the soul, it is very strict in the entire transcendent world, and almost all forces are labeled as forbidden, because the soul is too easy to cause devastating disasters.

Even the 'necromancers', 'shamans', and 'beast spirits', who are the most knowledgeable about souls, have slowly abandoned many of their soul-related skills.

"Why don't I do the two programs together..."

Muttering, Yorkham Jones made a decision and planned to attack in the next two days.

After thinking about it, Yorkham Jones looked into the shadow of the bedside:

"Little succubus, go and get your master ready, we will be ready to attack in the next two days. ”

"Okay. In the shadows, the sweet and innocent girl saluted politely, whipped herself, and left with a few coquettish gasps.

As the succubus disappeared, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but shudder:

"What a special hobby..."

As the night grew darker, Yorkham Jones lay down on the wooden bed steadily, and slowly, the sailing captain Song brought Yorkham Jones to sleep.

What dreams were, Yorkham Jones never knew, he had interpreted dreams, he had been hypnotized by the mind many times, he had encountered transcendent dreams, but those dreams did not belong to him, they were all someone else's, or someone else built for him.

But this time, Yorkham Jones finally knew what dreams were like, and he seemed to be a ship that broke through the fog, and he kept breaking through the waves and running in a direction that had no end.

It's a feeling that Yorkham Jones has never felt before, as if he is out of all constraints and wanders through the world...

He, Yorkham Jones, the knight, the stowaway of fate, and perhaps something else, but they were all arranged by fate.

It was the fate he had to complete, the fate engraved on his faith, every drop of blood, every gene, every memory, whipped him in the direction he was destined to do.

So, Yorkham Jones loved this dream, such a moment, maybe just a moment, but he belonged to himself...

I don't know how many waves rushed over, the fog gradually dissipated, and a glimmer of light rushed down, and Yorkham Jones did not desire the dream to continue to prolong, he just smiled and opened his eyes.

Getting up, pushing open the wooden window, looking at the first rays of light on the sea, looking at the orange appearance of the sky, looking at the beautiful real world, Yorkham Jones seemed to have forgotten his previous dream, he only remembered a vague moment, as if he had rushed through the darkness.

Yorkham Jones didn't think about it, because this was a real dream, a dream that you would forget when you woke up.

...

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yorkham Jones took Jingjing and Yumi, and came to the bounty hall again.

Glancing at the walls around him, there seemed to be more bounty drawings, and then at the bearded old man Mark, Yorkham Jones walked straight over.

Mark was smoking a hookah, and the smoke floated around him, looking like an old sea ship sailing in the sea fog, and his eyes were quietly looking at the 'Straw Hat Emperor'.

No one bothered him in the morning, doing what he loved, and being silent in his dreams, this was the time when Mark enjoyed his day the most, so he didn't notice the arrival of Yorkham Jones.

"Mr. Mark, I heard that there is an underground market in Whale Harbor, I don't know how to get there?"

The sound shattered Mark's illusions, and the smoke floating around him dissipated instantly, and his old sailboat seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of the sound at all.

"Mr. Jones, it is very immoral to disturb other people's dreams. ”

Mark stared at Yorkham Jones complainingly, his goat's mustache shaking a few times, but in the end he didn't get angry, just took a long breath:

"From the 'Storm Rose' all the way to the left, to a broken ship, down the deck to the innermost point, you will see a giant conch, you blow twice on it, and then wait seriously. ”

After saying that, Mark added:

"Remember, it's two, don't blow too much, don't blow less. ”

"Grandpa, what will happen if you blow it wrong times?" asked Qianqing curiously, leaning on the table with his hands.

Mark touched his goatee, pondered for a few seconds, and smiled slightly with a wrinkled face:

"There will probably be a lot of gunboats. ”

With that, Mark turned to look at the bounty portrait of the Four Emperors of the Sea.

"Thank you, Mr. Mark. ”

Yorkham Jones saluted, watched Mark raise his hand slightly and waved back, then picked up the basket and walked out, and when he reached the door, Yorkham Jones suddenly turned around:

"Mr. Mark, I'm planning to buy a sea boat to go to sea for an adventure recently, are you interested?"

Mark didn't answer, he turned around and stared at Yorkham Jones in the eyes, and after making sure that Yorkham Jones wasn't lying, he picked up the hookah bar and chirped twice.

After pondering for a moment, he took a dozen puffs of the hookah, and when the smoke drifted in front of him, Mark gently blew away the smoke and grinned:

"Mr. Jones, can you come and ask me again on the day you go to sea? I want to think about it..."

"Yes, I'll ask you again then. ”

Yorkham Jones smiled and nodded, and walked briskly downstairs with Qinqing in his arms.

...

Walking to the 'Storm Rose' bar, smelling the scent of flowers in the sea breeze, Yorkham Jones stopped and turned his head to look.

Although the distance was about two hundred meters, Yorkham Jones could see it very clearly.

Hansen and Peel were still rubbing the deck today.

Lieutenant Colonel Rose sat at the top of the mast, dressed more youthfully, wearing a comic sailor's suit, her body clearly outlined by the light.

It's tempting...

Swallowing his saliva, and seeing the 'Lieutenant Colonel Rose' waving back to him, Yorkham Jones hurriedly picked up the basket and ran forward.

After running a few steps, the laughter of Lieutenant Colonel 'Rose' rushed into the ears of Yorkham Jones, who ran faster by listening to the laughter.

Soon, Yorkham Jones found the location of the broken ship as described by Mark.

"This broken ship is really broken..."

Indeed, in Jokham Jones's sight, there was no broken ship at all, only a pile of timber and a pile of wood, and if it weren't for the wooden deck, Yorkham Jones probably wouldn't have recognized the ship in front of him.

After two glances, Yorkham Jones walked up with Qinqing and Yomi in his arms.

Walking across the deck and the pile of wood, a small hole appeared in front of Yorkham Jones, who had to bend up if he wanted to get in.

"Little lazy worm, come down and go by yourself. After scratching her cutie nose, Yorkham Jones put her down and went into the hole one after the other.

The deep cave is very unique, the further you go in, the wider it gets, at first it is only large enough for a child to pass through, and after about five minutes of walking, it becomes a spacious tunnel completely.

Immediately after, the sound of waves appeared in Yorkham Jones's ears.

The sound came from all around, and Yorkham Jones felt that he was already in the ocean, but he couldn't tell where he was because he was surrounded by a wall.

After another five minutes of walking through the long, wide tunnel, Yorkham Jones and Jingqing came to the end.

What appeared in front of me was a huge pit of the abyss, and it looked like the earth had been cut off by force.

And the huge conch, hanging to the left of Jokham Jones, is not very large, almost the size of two of Jokham Jones's bodies, and it is in the shape of a snail.

Before Yorkham Jones could speak, the curious Jingqing had already rushed over, took two deep breaths and blew.

In an instant, a 'boom' sounded like a muffled thunder, and the waves around it became louder as the sound rose and fell, as if a light rain suddenly turned into a thunderstorm.

Then, the basket blew again.

'Boom!'

This time, the roar of thunder and lightning almost exploded in the ears of Yorkham Jones and Jingqing, and the two of them could only hurriedly cover their ears and open their mouths slightly.

"Jones, there's water down there!, we're not going to be flooded!" said Jingqing, pointing suddenly to the abyssal crater in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, waves poured out of the abyss crater, and each wave jumped up to two or three hundred meters high, which looked extremely terrifying.

In about three minutes, the crater of the abyss was filled with seawater, and the waves calmed down.

At this moment, Yorkham Jones and Jingqing are like standing on the seashore, but the sea water is not surging at all, which is very magical.

At this moment, a 'ding' sound sounded, and a square iron box slowly floated from the sea water and rose directly in front of the two of them.

Then, the tin box door slowly opened, and there was a sound of announcement inside:

"Speed comes in. ”

"Jones... They don't want to sink us to the bottom of the sea, do they..."Qin Jing's big eyes turned around curiously, and he was already imagining a series of strange events in his mind.

It seems that it is impossible for her to learn to be quiet and gentle...

Shaking his head and lamenting, Yorkham Jones walked in with his arms in his arms.

Then, the two of them fixed it with the mounting bracket on the inside, said 'OK' to the walkie-talkie, and the iron door was closed.

As the iron door closed, both Yorkham Jones and Jingqing were plunged into darkness.

From the physical touch, Yorkham Jones noticed that the box was going down with the sea.

Slowly, the sound of waves began to appear, and Yorkham Jones only felt that he had been washed into a pipe, but fortunately, the fixtures of the iron box were very powerful, and no matter how the iron box rotated, Yorkham Jones and Jingqing would not move a bit.

However, the feeling was so uncomfortable that it was even more terrifying than riding a roller coaster, and for just a moment, Yorkham Jones felt like throwing up.

As for Kyung and Yumi, they are roaring excitedly, as if they have found new fun.

Perhaps, this is a double torment, when you are dizzy and want to vomit, the person next to you is extremely happy and excited, as if you are the only one who has a problem, and everyone else is normal...

After a few minutes, the surrounding water began to calm down, and it seemed that the iron box had risen to the calm surface of the sea again.

For Yorkham Jones, a few minutes of torment was a journey to hell, and while he didn't know what hell was like, he would certainly be more comfortable than he was now.

"Pull it over!"

With a shout, the iron box moved again, but this time it was small, like a wooden boat floating lightly on the water.

After a few 'clicks', Yorkham Jones finally saw the light and quickly ran to the side and vomited.

"I said brother, it's only been a few minutes, and you can't stand it? On the sea, this feeling sometimes takes hours on end!"

The big man who opened the iron door patted Yorkham Jones on the shoulder and handed Yorkham Jones a lime.

"Thank you—" took the lime, and just as he replied, Yorkham Jones threw up again.