Release that Witch

"I saw the port!"

Moryl’s cry suddenly caught the attention of all the witches on board.

"Where is it?"

"Hey, is it finally coming? It’s been a month and a half..."

"The silver-white spot is other sailboats?"

"Isn't that this route has only been passed by the beauty?"

"The fishing boat is a fishing boat."

Everyone smashed into the side of the ship and looked at the direction of Molier's fingers.

Seeing the scene of the scene in front of the scene, the old captain Jack. Shaking his head with a one-eyed smile, said to the face of a dignified Carmela Darry, "You don't seem to be very happy? This is a rare good day."

"Where is it?" The latter replied absently.

"Fortunately, go home," Jack shook his pipe. "Is it possible to go back to my homeland for many years. Isn't it worth celebrating? Don't think I can't see it. You didn't take the sleeping island as your home. Of course I am not. Say you hate to stay in the fjord, but there is a difference between the shelter and the home..."

Camilla was silent. She didn't know what the other party said was incorrect. She only knew that when the letter from His Highness Terry was sent back, the number of witches who were willing to go to the west of the Grey Fortress increased a lot. It gradually climbed to about 80%. If the first batch of witches can be properly placed, she really can't say how many people will be willing to stay in the island.

It should have been a secular environment in which their homes were not hostile, and there was no chilling church. The living conditions were indeed quite different at first, and the customs and habits were quite different from those of the land kingdom. As long as they persisted for ten years, the island would definitely be The more you get better. Even without a generation, the newly awakened witch will regard the island as its true homeland.

After a long time, she whispered, "If it is as you said, it would be fine."

"Oh?" Jack touched his beard. "Don't believe the king?"

"Do you know?" Camilla looked up.

"Hah, you wrote "I don't feel at ease" on your face," the old captain laughed. "Remember what it was like when you first took the boat to the sea three years ago?" ”

Three years ago... the big housekeeper indulged for a moment, when it was the time when His Highness Tilly secretly contacted the witch to evacuate the Grey Fort. As a few captains who were unbiased against the identity of the witch, Jack and his pretty beauty braved the accused and tried. The risk of secretly picking up a large number of witches from the port city. Because of this, the sleeping island and the one-eyed captain formed a deep friendship.

"Women?" she hesitated.

"Wolf?" Jack snorted. "Where is it so simple. At that time, you were gray-faced, and your eyes were dull. It was no problem to say that it was a dead person. Then look at it now, is it completely different? So the past is the past, now It is always right to look forward. There are a few witches who have traveled to Wintertown many times. If it is a bad place, how can they not laugh so easily?"

"Aristocrats are all changeable"

"Do you also include you?" The old captain interrupted her. "If I remember correctly, you are also a nobleman. On the day of leaving the Grey Fort, your dress is finer than most boarders. I can't afford silk-woven clothes. Think about it, what happens if I hate the nobility like you?"

"..." Camilla opened her mouth but couldn't answer it.

Jack. One-eyed slowly spit out a white smoke. "I don't think that I can judge a person's strengths and weaknesses by identity alone. Who can decide who is born in addition to the Three Gods? The witch is also the same... You don't think, simply Is there a fundamental difference between the hatred of the witch and the prejudice you hold?"

The sleepy island housekeeper suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

"You might say that just because you are a nobleman, you know what they look like. But don't forget, as long as one person is not, your prejudice will cause injustice and harm to him." The old captain paused, " Sorry, children... these words may not be for me, but I don't want you to be blinded by the experience of the past, not just in this matter. People, always look forward."

No, except for him, no one will say that, Carmilla thought. His Royal Highness must have understood this truth, so he will take the initiative to go to the Winter City. But she will not sue these blunt words, especially the nearly blameless "there is no essential difference between the two", not because of the alienation of the relationship, but because it is too close, even the respect of His Royal Highness is hindered. Her further exhortation.

I am afraid that only the old captain will call her a child.

Camilla grew a sigh of relief. "Maybe you are right."

"Yes?" Jack smiled. "When you are older, you can always meet similar things. If you don't have an optimistic heart, you can't stay at sea for so long. But the next days are not so good."

"why?"

"You have all returned to the mainland of the mainland. Who else is going to take the pretty beauty? The people who listened to the big chambers of commerce said that a new ship that does not require sails will soon replace the existing ships and become the main merchant ship of the fjord, regardless of Whether it is load or speed, it is much higher than my old buddy. At that time, I am afraid that no one will take her to transport the goods."

"Maybe I can talk to His Royal Highness..."

"What are you talking about for the rest of my life?" The old captain put on a pipe. "That is too early, I can still run! In fact, I intend to send you all to the Grey Fort, then go Thunder's expedition team took a chance."

"Exploration?" Camilla was surprised.

"Yes, across the Shadow Islands, go to the untouched waters, as long as you find something new, don't talk about the money for the elderly, even if you open a new business group is not a problem." Jack. One-eyed turned and looked The sea is full of enthusiasm. "Don't look at my age, my legs and feet are not flexible. When I talk about the wind and the helm, the entire fjord can't find a few captains who are more competent than me!"

Is it... Camilla finds that he seems to know the **** old man who looks ordinary in the first time. His look at the moment is simply the best portrayal of "looking forward."

"He head, we are going to land!" The screaming hand on the mast shouted.

"Do you still teach me?" Jack looked up and blinked. "Receive the sails and lower the speed!"

Camilla looked into the port area and found a variety of red banners around the pier, which read "Welcome to the Winter City." Not only the witches but also many ordinary people are among the greeters. She even saw a lineup of eleven-year-old children holding a bunch of flowers and standing on the trestle to wait for them.

"This battle is really big enough," the old captain whistled. "With this sincerity, you should give him more trust, isn't it?" Then he waved his arms to the busy sailors on the deck. "Children, ready to rely on Hong Kong, we are going to no winter city!"