Dragon Zero

Twilight, Tongyang, faint sea. Louis Armand crouched melancholy beside the parapet on the deck, looking at the dolphins following in the waves under the ship's side, with an indescribable anguish in his heart. This is the first time he has taken on a heavy responsibility to investigate that thorny and difficult matter. He didn't expect that he would be tied to the sea after just participating in the salvation plan of the Holy Garden organization. A deep sense of frustration filled him.

Although he was kidnapped, the people here treated him well. He thought he would be cut into pieces, but in fact no one did anything to hurt him, provided he didn't even think about escaping.

In the dusk, a few albatrosses flew with them, and it was time to eat after a while. In fact, this huge ship has meals available all the time, but he is still used to eating on time.

"Hey, little guy, aren't you running?" A man with a red pirate turban and a kitchen knife in his waist was sitting on the longboard of the deck, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. rum.

Armand turned his back and leaned against the side of the boat: "It's useless to run. No matter how many times you run, you will still be caught. It's better to walk with you and see what you are going to do to me."

The chef cracked his mouth, revealing his golden and silver teeth: "It's quite interesting, little guy. I advise you, when you reach this sea area, don't even think about escaping back to land, even if you ride a giant dragon, you won't be able to get back to shore. Leave this ship. The ship is dead, either lost in the fog or trapped on an island."

Armand said: "I've been out to sea before, east of the continent, but never this far. Have we been going south? The magnet told me the other day that we were still going west, far from the continent. direction."

The cook smiled: "Don't trust magnets and compasses, this sea area will confuse the magnetic field, and don't trust the stars in the sky, the stars you see at night are refracted several times by the salt spray, and their directions are not correct. "

"You are very familiar with this sea, do ships often sail in this sea?"

The cook set the bottle: "No, I don't come here often, but I know the conditions of all the sea areas here."

"So where are we going? At least tell me where this outsider is going, or my heart will be as restless as this rocking ship."

The cook stomped the boat board under his feet: "It won't be disturbing. There is no more reliable boat in the sea. Little guy, the place we are going is the habitat of the sea tide tribe."

"Haichao clan! Is that the kind of person who has a shell membrane on his head, can swim like a fish, and can go ashore freely?" Armand said in surprise: "God, I haven't seen a sea tide clan with my own eyes. , There are only mermaids on the east coast, and I heard that they only live in the depths of the west and overseas of the mainland."

The cook scratched his head: "What's all the fuss about? We have Haichao people on board."

"Really? Where? Can I go see him?" Armand was excited and curious.

The cook said dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, little guy, you are the one who was kidnapped by us, so be honest. You can see as many sea tides as you want to see when you get there, so don't be so anxious."

Armand said unhappily: "Can you not call me the little guy, I'm not only an adult, but also amazing in strength, I'm not joking with you."

The cook laughed: "So how could you be caught by our people if you are so powerful?"

"This...this..." Speaking of this Armand, he became sullen.

The cook got up after taking the last sip of wine and said, "I'm going to eat, do you want to go together?"

Armand glanced at it with small eyes, a little hesitant.

The cook walked over and grabbed him and said, "Let's go, I have some good things to keep, delicious things you haven't eaten before."

"Well, you invited me, not me." Armand walked into the cabin with him.

The cook shook his head speechlessly: "You boy, you are delicate and tender, like a woman. Your skin is whiter than a woman's, your lips are redder than a woman's, and you have perfume on your body? Are you a man or a woman?"

Armand was annoyed: "I just look better, not a woman! Humph!"

At the end of the corridor, Saint-Iss was passing by when he saw this man, Armand, stopped unconsciously and took a step back. He was taken aboard the ship before, and the restriction seal on his body was lifted. He tried to escape four times, but all of them were caught by this person, and a shadow of fear had already formed in his heart.

Saint-Is noticed Armand and waved gently.

Armand resisted instinctively, but followed with his legs disobediently.

I came to a room that was neither too big nor too small. There were bookcases and desks, notes spread out on the bookcase, quills on the side, and a small chart on top, with red in some places. pen to mark. A dark blue double-breasted Lev suit and a double-cornered hat hung on a hanger by the bookcase.

Saint-Ice poured himself a cup of black tea, and also poured a cup for Armand: "I haven't spoken to you seriously since I invited you here. Sit down."

Armand hesitated for a moment, then sat down and said, "The way you invited me is really special. If I didn't know, I thought it was kidnapping."

Saint-Iss was half-smiling, not taking it seriously.

Armand resisted: "What did you ask me to talk to me about?"

Saint-Is crossed his fingers in front of him and asked, "Louis Armand, are you the heir to the next generation of your master?"

Armand frowned and looked at him vigilantly.

Saint Iss asked again: "Who is the current head of the Remilia family?"

Armand refused to speak.

Saint Iss continued: "The special magical genetic blood of the Remilia family can enable the next generation to inherit considerable magical power from the previous generation. At your current age, it is difficult to achieve the strength you should have now under normal circumstances. ."

Armand's face sank: "My strength is not only inherited from heredity, but also the result of my... my own efforts!"

"Do you believe it when you say it like this?" Saint Iss said coldly.

"You..." Armand clapped his hands on the table angrily and stood up, the rebuttal and self-evidence reached his lips and he swallowed weakly.

Saint Iss said: "The guest I originally invited was not you. I planned to invite some guests to my island. Your family was one of my considerations, but although it was an accident, you are quite suitable as a guest. "

"Do you want to use me to threaten my family? Money, treasures or something else? I think you have all of those things!" Armand said excitedly.

Saint Iss flipped the page on the desktop: "If you are so excited, we'd better chat at another time."

Armand breathed heavily, sitting on the chair and trying to calm down.

Saint Iss smiled slightly: "I have no malice, you should be able to feel it."

Armand pondered without speaking.

"As the first distinguished guest invited this time, I would like to invite you to a place you have never been to before. Would you like to go with me?"

Armand frowned, not knowing whether the person in front of him was good or evil. He took a long breath under his nose and said, "I have already boarded the boat, do I have the right to refuse? Hmph, I want to see what you are going to do?"

Saint Iss nodded: "Tell the second mate and let him return everything to you."

"You're not afraid of me..."

"I've never been afraid of anyone," interrupted Saint-Ith.

Armand watched him for a long time and left the room

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