My Magic Age

Day and night alternate, the stars gradually become dim, and the strip of light on the horizon continues to extend towards the horizon, as if an invisible big hand lifts the navy blue gauze, standing at the front of the airship deck At the corner, I closed my eyes and felt the changes in the magical elements as day and night alternated. Those magical elements merged into long, slowly flowing rivers in the air.

Our airship is here

Above the clouds, a huge light wheel rose from the horizon, releasing a dazzling light.

The cold wind blew across my cheeks, fresh and cool.

Captain McIntosh's rough voice came from the captain's cabin at the rear of the airship: "We have entered the predetermined wind zone. All units should pay attention, prepare, raise the sails, and set sail!"

Accompanied by the low sound of the horn, the nearly 100-meter-long huge airship stopped sinking. All the magic crystals on the eight floating arrays lit up. The airship shook violently and then stopped on the north wind belt. , the sails on the five masts were slowly pulled up by the crew, and the strong north The wind blew on the thick canvas, and the huge canvas was filled with wind force. The five tall masts were pulled by the hurricane and creaked. The airship began to accelerate continuously in a wind belt, and Captain McIntosh controlled it. He turned on the rudder and began to constantly adjust the direction of the airship.

An hour before the airship, the experienced Captain McIntosh finally successfully found the northerly wind layer. After almost half an hour of adjustments, the airship finally entered the wind zone and allowed the airship to sail south-southeast at full speed. .

There were not many passengers on the deck. Everyone seemed to be still immersed in last night's incident. Some people were secretly congratulating themselves on surviving the disaster, some were remembering their deceased relatives in grief, and some were complaining about how unlucky they were. Rebels The ship hijacking operation delayed their schedule. Many people were resting in their rooms. After a whole night of trouble, no one had a good sleep.

Princess Sha and Sophie also moved into Moraya's room. When old friends meet, there are always endless topics to talk about.

When Lady Alia left, her eyes showed more curiosity about me. Although she seemed to have a lot to say, she obviously restrained her impulse and took the poor maid with the first aid bandage on her head. , returned to his room.

When she turned around, I saw a hint of charm in her slender eyes, and her bright red lips seemed to be holding a red cherry. After hesitating for a moment, she took out a red gold name card from her arms and said to her. I said: "When you are in the Imperial Capital, if you have free time, you can come to my house as a guest. If you are not very familiar with the Imperial Capital, please believe me, I will be the best guide. I am familiar with every street and alley of the Imperial Capital!"

I politely took the gilded name card handed over by her jade hands that were as smooth as a girl's, put it into the magic waist bag, and then nodded politely to Mrs. Alia and said, "Thank you. Invited, I will visit.”

I once heard An say that Aunt Alia was married to a very well-established and well-established aristocratic family in San Carlos Province, but it has declined in recent years.

I think maybe I can find out the whereabouts of Qige from Aaliyah.

Thinking of the lonely girl who was as charming as the moon in the void, I wonder how she has been living in the imperial capital these years. Maybe she is married!

…

Sitting on the sofa in the captain's cabin, drinking barley wine with a weird taste. Obviously this light drink is more in line with my taste. I prefer the malty flavor of barley wine to the sweet and sour golden apple cider. It is more like the beer in my original world. Although the taste of the wine is very light and the aroma of wheat is slightly stronger, the white foam that keeps overflowing from the mouth of the cup reminds me of certain memories in my mind. The child becomes clear.

I asked Captain McIntosh strangely: "Captain McIntosh, why were you so surprised when you heard the airship arrived at the edge of the Purple Green Mountains? Are you worried about something?"

Captain McIntosh held one hand on the rudder, leaning on the steering wheel, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. He pointed at the giant peak that penetrated the sky dozens of kilometers away, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. With a fearful look on his face, he opened his mouth without making a sound for a long time, as if his mind was wandering all of a sudden. After a while, he silently took a puff of cigarette, sucked the spicy smoke into his lungs, turned it around, and then spit it out.

He raised his wrinkled eyelids and glanced at me, and then said, "I'm worried about the dangerous peaks in these mountains and the monsters that can fly freely. Look there..."

He held a dark green pipe in his hand. A trace of green smoke was blown away by the wind, and the fragrance of the tobacco leaves was a bit pungent.

A gentle wave of his wrinkled big hand seemed to clear away the layers of fog, and my gaze followed his finger's direction into the distance, and I saw green bamboo shoots rising from the thick clouds dozens of miles away. He emerged from the mountain peak and looked at Captain McIntosh in confusion.

Captain McIntosh said slowly: "That is the gateway mountain at the easternmost end of the Ziqing Mountains. Once you enter here, the airship will have entered the Ziqing Mountains."

I asked Captain McIntosh: "The last time I went to Ziqing Mountain City, it took me seven days to fly, but now we only have one night, and have we really touched the edge of the Ziqing Mountains?"

I couldn't figure out why it only took one night to reach the edge of the Ziqing Mountains, so the last time I went to the mountain city, I stayed on the airship for seven days before arriving at the Ziqing Mountain City.

"Haha, this is the easternmost point of the Ziqing Mountains. It is indeed a long way from here to Ziqing Mountain City. But having said that, we captains who drive airships like to abide by some ancient traditions and every safe The routes are the safest routes that have been summed up by countless ancestors after years of exploration. To the monsters in the Ziqing Mountains, we are the foreign invaders." Captain McIntosh chuckled casually. said.

He then waved to the crew member on the mast and cursed loudly: "You little bastard, I have told you so many times that you have to climb the ladder when you come down. If the airship encounters turbulence, you will be thrown out of the airship. , why do you T_M_D always turn a deaf ear to what I say?”

The crew member who was holding the main mast with both hands and sliding down shrank in fear. After landing, he crawled into the cabin below the deck like a rabbit.

"Aren't those rebels afraid of death?" I asked curiously.

Captain McIntosh squinted his eyes and said: "After all, they are a group of rebels who hold their heads in their hands. Maybe they are no longer afraid of death!"

It can be seen that he does not have much hatred for the rebels who hijacked his airship. Perhaps sending these rebels to the prison of the imperial capital is his greatest wish.

"I didn't think they were not afraid of death. My followers chased them on the deck like wild rabbits on the grassland!" I said with a smile. In my impression, the only rebel among them was the old witch. , the crazy young captain and the black-clothed archer seemed to have some backbone, and the rest were not even comparable to the ordinary residents of El City.

"Do you think those people are really rebels? If you say they are rebels, then Dear Magician, you are too underestimated the rebels in this mountain!" Captain McIntosh revealed a hint to me. Come with a wry smile.

"Aren't they rebels?" I looked towards the airship deck. Under the surveillance of the crew, several rebels had their hands shackled and were sticking their buttocks out, working hard to clean the blood stains on the deck.

"There should be only three real rebels, and two of them are already dead. My crew collected their bodies, that is, the old female magician and the young man who is good at using a rapier. As for The last one, I believe you are more familiar with it, is the archer. They are the real rebels. As for the others...the fighters are also They are just the followers of that young man. As for the other rebel crew members, they are just some refugees and vagrants who cannot survive. They cannot be regarded as rebels in the true sense. Real rebels can live in a world where Warcraft is rampant. The rebels who can travel freely through the harsh mountains and waters are all elite warriors," Captain McIntosh said.

I looked at the rebels who were curled up and diligently wiping blood stains on the deck, and asked him: "Then do you hate them?"

"They are just a group of poor homeless people. But after all, they violated the laws of the empire and almost killed all of us on the ship. If those of us on the ship really arrived at the rebel camp, I would I don’t think anyone will come out of the Purple Green Mountains alive! Maybe my crew and I will die earlier,” Captain McIntosh said to me seriously.

He seems to be very familiar with the Ziqing Mountains. In his eyes, I always feel that he has a faint worry.

"Is the cruel living environment a threat to us in the Ziqing Mountains? Aren't these rebels afraid of the monsters in the mountains or sailing at night?" I asked Captain McIntosh.

"In the Ziqing Mountains, there are countless bamboo-shaped portal mountains like this that go straight into the clouds. These rebels live in the mountains all year round. They probably know the location of these peaks, so they dare to fly into the Ziqing Mountains at night. Between the mountains of the Green Mountains." Captain McIntosh pondered for a moment before saying uncertainly.

Then he continued: "We are lucky that this airship did not hit such a majestic peak. Otherwise, based on the speed of this airship, if it hit such a gateway mountain while sailing at night, who knows what kind of damage it will be on the ship?" How many people will survive?”

He once again glanced worriedly at the other side of Gate Mountain before saying, "As for those ferocious monsters, all we all need to do is pray to the goddess!"

…

Although the crew members still looked listless, they only had a piece of dry bread and drank a little golden cider to warm their bodies throughout the night. Afterwards, the crew members devoted themselves to their work. They began to clean up the bodies on the deck, arrange the passengers who had suffered losses on the airship in an orderly manner, repair the broken hatches on the airship, and deal with the rebel prisoners, who now became hard labor on the airship.

A temporary water point was set up on the deck of the airship. A magic rune plate for the water gathering spell was hung on a wooden wall. It was a very simple metal plate with magic runes, even a little crude. The magic runes inside Wendu is all clearly naked Exposed, the store owner who sells this magic rune plate is very smart. He uses a thin iron plate around the edge of the metal plate to form a simple water collector. Clean water flows out of the water collector continuously. , this is a very practical little design.

Sister Guoguo was squatting next to the water collector, curiously watching the clear water flow into a large wooden bucket. When the clear water was full, a strong and strong arm would pick up the large wooden bucket and walk to the area with the deepest blood stains. He poured the whole bucket of water on the floor with a bang, and then shouted loudly to the rebel prisoners in a rough voice: "If you don't want to be whipped, please be more flexible!"

When the rebel prisoners squatting on the deck with their buttocks stuck out heard the shouting, they immediately speeded up their pace and rushed across the deck pushing the rags in their hands.

…

At this moment, a terrible hissing sound that almost pierced the eardrums came from the distance with the sound of wind, and the sounds were almost connected together.

The old captain McIntosh, who was standing next to the rudder with a very leisurely expression, suddenly came to his senses. He widened his eyes and looked towards the towering Portal Mountain on the left, and the steering wheel in his hand suddenly turned to the right. He moved and beat the steering wheel to death before stopping. With a look of panic in his eyes, he shouted loudly in a hoarse voice: "Go and raise the jib sail on the front bow of the ship!"

"Captain, how many horn sails have you hoisted?" The first mate standing on the deck was stunned, but immediately prepared to mobilize his men and rush to the bow of the ship.

"All!" cried Captain McIntosh without hesitation.

The first mate obviously hesitated a little, but still said firmly: "Yes!"

I stood up from the sofa chair and looked outside the captain's cabin. Seeing Captain McIntosh's cautious expression, I asked him: "Captain, what happened?"

McIntosh's wrinkled forehead was twisted into a 'Chuan' shape. He turned to look at me and said seriously: "Your Majesty the Magician, I'm sorry. We were very unfortunate to encounter the Ziqing Mountains." The wind snakes inside are cruel and murderous by nature. This kind of monster likes to live in groups. They are born with a pair of wings on their backs. They come and go like the wind, and they are good at wind magic. They are simply our captain's nightmare! "

"After all, we didn't escape this disaster!" Captain McIntosh said frustratedly.

His face became extremely pale and his eyes were filled with worry.

I asked Captain McIntosh: "What level of monster is the Wind Serpent?"

"They are a group of second-level high-level monsters, and they are clever, cunning, and very cruel and murderous!" Captain McIntosh replied without hesitation.