Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

In addition to Aaron, the two sailors who had previously laughed at Esther's "sea figure skating" on the bow were also there. They pulled Alexander and allowed the exhausted old man to climb onto the side of the ship smoothly.

Esther felt much more relaxed. She quickly climbed the rope ladder to the deck and rolled her eyes at the two guys who laughed "chichi" when they saw her.

Aaron took the lantern from Alexander and the box from Esther, and smiled very proudly because they returned safely: "I knew nothing would happen to you."

Esther exposed him mercilessly: "Obviously you were worried when I got off the boat."

"But then I sensed light, so I did another divination and the result was 'no danger, no damage'."

Alexander cleared his throat, dissatisfied with Aaron's statement: "Well, I have to rest for a few days, and Pierre has broken a few bones."

"You both need to rest for a while. Go back quickly and I'll have a chat with Hamel." Aaron urged rudely.

Alexander asked Esther's opinion with his eyes. Esther gave him a comforting smile. Then Alexander glanced at Aaron: "She consumes a lot of money, so don't wait too long."

As soon as Alexander and the other two sailors walked away, Aaron couldn't wait to turn to Esther: "You just used that kind of... very strange light again, didn't you?"

Esther nodded her forehead: "Yes, can you feel it even when you are so far away?"

"At one point, I could hear a very vague call. The princess also approached the shore because of her excitement and almost ran aground." Aaron rubbed his hands anxiously. He didn't know how long he had been waiting at the bow of the boat. His cheeks were red from the sea breeze, "I don't understand, I don't understand, what on earth is that? I always feel that there is a weird noise in that call, I can see part of it!"

"Even if you ask me, I don't know."

"Hey, can you give me a look, just to see, I'm so curious!"

Esther glared at Aaron with disgust: "You should respect the privacy among extraordinary people!"

This was already a very tactful refusal. Aaron was too embarrassed to push any further. He also realized his overly excited attitude: "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. I was just..."

"I think it's best not to," Esther decided to make the matter clear, which completely stopped Aaron's curiosity. "That kind of light can swallow 'destiny'."

"Swallow?" Aaron was obviously startled.

Esther guiltily tucked her temple hair behind her ears: "Yes, it can forcibly absorb souls by absorbing the power of 'destiny'. I can't completely control it, so don't mess with the 'Clover'." coming."

Aaron looked thoughtful: "I don't feel it is threatening, but it has extra attraction for me than others..."

"The reason for the 'destiny' path."

"It's really dangerous." Aaron couldn't help but sigh, "You should go and rest too. I'm sorry to have stopped you for so long. I took it too much for granted."

Esther waved her hand and walked towards her cabin holding the lantern.

Under the night, the "Clover" put away its anchor and gradually moved away from Nahuatl Island.

Aaron stood at the stern of the boat, looking at the beach and jungle farther and farther away. He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. The tail of the cigarette lit up with a little spark in the darkness.

After the sun rises, life on the island will return to normal. They won't care about the whereabouts of the outsiders, and the outsiders won't care about the white-bone giant crocodile left on the island.

The sea wanderers continued towards the sea.

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Dozens of minutes after Esther returned to the cabin, the candlelight in her lantern suddenly swayed, and she felt a crack open in the room, and a beautiful lady with an envelope in her mouth poked her head out.

Only one head stuck out, and there was no body behind it.

"Ah, is it a letter from Hermann? Thank you, miss." Esther happily took the letter, "Wait for me to find a gold coin."

"Paid."

After saying these words, the blond head retracted from the crack in the spiritual world and left here without looking back, without saying a word.

Esther sat on the edge of the bed, happily opened Klein's letter, and quickly scanned the neat handwriting.

"He is also going to sea. I don't know what kind of person that lady is. She should be very beautiful, right?"

After all, Danitz was so obviously "secretly in love" with his captain, but it was a pity that he could not go with Klein to meet the "Vice Admiral Iceberg".

The next voyage of the "Clover" is to the Balam Continent in the south. It can't be of much help, so I can only wish Klein the best.

Esther put the letter away and changed her clothes before lying on the bed.

If you have a chance next time, maybe you can ask Klein about the feathered serpent in your letter. I heard that Balam also has a tradition of preferring feather decorations and bone decorations. Could it be related to that gloomy scene...

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The voyage in the next few days was no longer as smooth as before, as if the good luck ran out and everyone began to suffer together.

For the first time, Esther understood the origin of the name Raging Sea. In the waves that almost threw the ship away, the "Clover" was like a marble spinning in a washing machine, constantly spinning, rising and rising. Falling, there is a sense of weightlessness at any time as if you are about to be knocked upside down.

A green light curtain wrapped around the outer layer of this special pirate ship to ensure that no one really flew out and fell into this seemingly endless storm. Even Mary and Thomas had to venture onto the deck and furl the sails as quickly as possible.

Esther also took the initiative to participate in this work. Extraordinary people are at least a little more stable than ordinary people.

Everyone had thick ropes tied around their waists, but this didn't stop some people from slipping. Esther's face turned green when she saw the guy hanging on the side of the ship after rolling twice on the deck - well, he The slices of bread he had eaten in the morning had escaped from his stomach and flew overboard along with a pool of mixed liquid.

Esther forced herself to look away. After tying the sail completely and fixing it, she took a few more steps against the wind and dragged the dying man back by the rope.

After pulling the person into the cabin, she found that she remembered this guy. He seemed to be named Thompson or something. He was a young man who liked to brag to others. He often talked happily with others in the restaurant.

"Thank you, ugh..."

Esther quickly took two steps to the side, fearing that this guy would spit on her. The "Clover" was still bumping badly, and she had to hold on to the wall to prevent herself from dangling: "You're welcome."

Esther imitated Mary's actions, stroking her hair hard and throwing them back. Water droplets dripped down from the top of her head. Everyone who went up to the deck was in such a mess.

The sound of the thunderstorm outside gradually eased, and I don't know whether it was the sudden weather phenomenon that finally subsided, or whether the "Clover" jumped far enough on the wave and rushed to the outer edge of the storm along with the current, away from the worst of the weather. of sea areas.

Esther wiped the salty seawater from her face and asked Mary next to her: "Is this kind of sudden storm very common?"

"It's quite common. Although the waterway we travel on is safe, no one can survive this kind of accident. Even those merchant ships or passenger ships that always follow the safe waterway have crashes every year." Mary twisted her scarf into a knot. The water flowed down from her fingers.

"To be honest, this kind of weather is much more annoying than pirates." Thompson, who was sitting on the ground, calmed down and raised his soaked sleeves to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Mary exposed him rudely: "We have never had a head-on confrontation with a pirate ship. Our head-on combat power is not as strong as theirs. We just run away every time."

The latter sentence was addressed to Esther, who nodded in agreement: "With Aaron's ability, it should be quite easy to divine the most suitable route to escape the enemy."

Mary took out a piece of kelp from her back collar and threw it into the bucket next to her. There were already a lot of messy things in it, as well as two dead barracudas: "We have also taken the risk of deviating from the normal channel. If If it weren’t for the captain’s decision-making, it might have sunk into the corner of the Sea of ​​Violence or the Sea of ​​Mist.”

Thomas next to him snorted and expressed his protest.

"I hope our luck will be better next time..." Thompson shook the water above his head like a dog and sighed.

The sailing of the "Clover" gradually stabilized, and soon it sailed into the windless and waveless sea, and the sun appeared in the horizon again.

Esther walked out of the cabin again and cleaned the deck with the others. Although Alexander had told her that there was no need to do this, Esther still offered to help and wanted to find something to do.

Although she doesn't mind the boring part of life at sea, participating in such labor can make her seem less alien, so in the past two days, other sailors have begun to communicate with her normally and no longer treat her as a "special guest" treat.

But later Esther learned that this had a lot to do with the fact that two sailors vigorously promoted her "heroic appearance" when she slid ashore that night.

It's just a shame to throw into a boatload of people.

After experiencing that night's battle, although Thomas did not see it with his own eyes, when Alexander reviewed it in the captain's room, he also learned the general situation.

Thomas did not lower his guard, but he did not say any sarcastic words about Hamel's behavior of helping everyone, but remained silent in a wise manner.

Regardless of the purpose, her help was real. Since they were on the same ship, Thomas would not show too much hostility, but he had no intention of establishing a good relationship with this strange lady who had boarded the ship halfway.

Esther didn't care much about this. For her, Alexander's linguistics course was more interesting.

For this, Alexander reprimanded several sailors who were illiterate and unable to sit still. Mary, forced by Alexander's cold eyes, sat blankly in the room and became Esther's only "classmate" in these courses.

Esther asked her in confusion: "Aren't you afraid of Mr. Alexander? You actually came to class."

Mary helplessly spread out the pen and paper in front of her, with a gloomy face: "I'm more afraid of his scrutinizing eyes..."