Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

In addition to Aaron, the two sailors who laughed at Esther's "sea figure skating" at the bow were also there. They gave Alexander a hand to allow the exhausted old gentleman to climb onto the side of the ship.

Esther was much more relaxed. She flipped the rope ladder onto the deck nimbly by herself, and rolled her eyes at the two guys who laughed when they saw her.

Aaron took the lantern from Alexander and the box from Esther, and smiled very proudly because the two returned safely: "I knew you would be fine."

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

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

Alexander cleared his throat, very dissatisfied with Aaron's words: "Hey, I have to rest for a few days, and Pierre broke a few bones."

"Both of you 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 showed him a comforting smile, and then Alexander glanced at Aaron: "She consumes a lot, don't delay too long."

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

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

"At one point, I could hear a very vague call, and the princess approached the shore because of excitement, and almost ran aground." Aaron rubbed his hands anxiously, not knowing how long he had been waiting at the bow. The cheeks were flushed because of the sea breeze, "I don't understand, I don't understand, what is that? I always feel that there is a strange noise in that call, and I can see part of it!"

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

"Hey, can you show me that, just to see, I'm so curious!"

Esther stared at Aaron with disgust: "At any rate, you should respect the privacy of Extraordinary people!"

This was already a very tactful refusal, and Aaron was too embarrassed to urge him any further, and he also realized his overly excited attitude: "Sorry, I didn't mean that, I just did it out of..."

"I think it's better not to," Esther decided to clarify the matter, making Aaron completely cut off his curiosity, "that kind of light can swallow 'fate'."

"Swallow?" Aaron was obviously taken aback.

Esther pinned the hair from her sideburns behind her ears guiltily: "Yes, it can forcibly absorb the soul by absorbing the power of 'Fate', and I can't completely control it, so it's better not to mess around on the 'Clover'." coming."

Aaron showed a thoughtful expression: "I don't feel it is threatening, but it is more attractive to me than others..."

"The reason for the 'fate' pathway."

"It's really dangerous." Aaron couldn't help sighing, "Go and rest too, I'm sorry for stopping you for so long, I took it for granted."

Esther waved her hand and walked to her cabin with 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 that were getting farther and farther away. He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. The tail of the cigarette lit up a little spark in the darkness.

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

The wanderers on the sea continue to march toward the sea.

-

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 sticks out, and there is no body behind.

"Ah, it's a letter from K-Gelman? Thank you, miss." Esther happily took the letter, "Wait until I find a gold coin."

"Paid."

After throwing this sentence, the blond head retracted from the crack in the spiritual world, and the "head" left here without looking back, without saying a word.

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

"He's going to sea too. 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, it was a pity that he couldn't go to meet that "Vice Admiral Iceberg" with Klein.

The next voyage of the "Four Leaf Clover" is heading to the Balam Continent in the south, so there is nothing I can do to help, I can only wish Klein all the best.

Esther put away the letter paper and lay down on the bed after changing clothes.

Next time, if there is a chance, maybe you can ask Klein about the Feathered Serpent in a letter by the way. I heard that Balam also has a tradition of preferring feather decorations and bone decorations. Is it related to that gloomy scene...

-

The voyage in the next few days was not as smooth as before, as if the luck ran out and everyone started to suffer together.

For the first time, Esther got a taste of the origin of the name "Storm Sea". In the waves that almost threw the ship's hull, the "Clover" was like a marble spinning in a washing machine, constantly spinning, rising and falling. Falling, there is a sense of weightlessness that is about to be thrown at any time.

Green light curtains wrapped around the exterior of this special pirate ship, making sure that no one actually flew out and fell into this seemingly endless storm.Even Mary and Thomas had to venture out onto the deck and furnish 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 has thick ropes tied around their waists, but this doesn't stop some people from slipping. Esther saw the guy hanging on the side of the boat after rolling twice on the deck turned green—well, he The bread slices I ate in the morning had escaped from my stomach, and flew overboard along with a puddle of mixed liquid.

Esther forced herself to look away, and after the sail was completely tied and fixed, she walked a few more steps against the wind, grabbed the rope and dragged the dying poor man back.

After pulling him into the cabin, she found that she remembered this guy, who seemed to be called Thompson or something. He was a young man who liked to brag very much, and he often talked to people at length in the restaurant with great interest.

"Thank you, ugh..."

Esther stepped aside quickly, for fear of being spit on by this guy. The "Clover" was still shaking very badly, and she had to hold on to the wall to keep herself from dangling: "You're welcome."

Esther imitated Mary's movements, brushing her hair vigorously and throwing them behind her head. Water drops dripped down from the top of her head. Everyone who went up to the deck was in such a state of distress.

The thunderstorm outside gradually subsided, and it was unclear whether the sudden weather anomaly finally subsided, or the "Clover" jumped far enough on the wave, and rushed to the outer edge of the storm along the current, away from the worst weather the sea area.

Esther wiped the salty sea water 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're traveling on is safe, no one can handle this kind of accident. Even those merchant ships or passenger ships that always follow the safe waterway have accidents every year." Mary twisted her headscarf into a Littering sea water trickled down between her fingers.

"To be honest, this kind of weather is much more annoying than pirates." Thompson, who was sitting on the ground, recovered his breath, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his wet sleeves.

Mary exposed him very unceremoniously: "We have never fought a pirate ship head-on. Our frontal combat power is not as strong as theirs, and we just run away every time."

The latter sentence was addressed to Esther, and Esther nodded in agreement: "If Aaron's ability is to divination the most suitable route to get rid of the enemy, it should be quite easy."

Mary took out a piece of kelp from her back collar and threw it into the bucket next to it. There were already a lot of messy things in it, and there were two dead pike: "We have also ventured off the normal course, if If it wasn’t the captain’s decision, it might have sunk to the corner of the Sea of ​​Madness or the Sea of ​​Misty.”

Thomas next to him snorted coldly, expressing his protest.

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

The voyage of the "Clover" gradually stabilized, and soon sailed into the calm sea, and the sun reappeared on the horizon.

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

Although she doesn't mind the boring part of life at sea, participating in such labor can make her look less different, so in the past two days, other sailors have also 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 two sailors who vigorously publicized her "heroic appearance" when she slipped ashore that night.

It's just a shame to throw a boat of people.

After that night's battle, although Thomas didn't see it with his own eyes, when Alexander replayed in the captain's room, he also learned the general situation.

Thomas didn't let down his vigilance, but he didn't say any sarcastic remarks about Hamel's behavior of helping everyone, but kept silent wisely.

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

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

For this, Alexander reprimanded some illiterate sailors who couldn't sit still, and Mary, forced by Alexander's cold eyes, sat in the room blankly and became Esther's only "classmate" in these courses.

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

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