The Emperor's Daily Nitpicking

Kevin looked over after hearing the reputation, and Sinia seemed to be still sane, lying in Ian's arms and still looking around.However, the old butler Ian's body movements seemed very stiff. He seemed to be being led by a string, and he mechanically took two steps towards the edge of the pier. During the whole process, he didn't move except his feet.

The people on the shore were all looking at a certain place on the sea, like a flock of geese stretching their necks, as if they were waiting for something to come.

"The sun is about to set, the time of pilgrimage has come..."

The familiar whisper sounded again, and the source was among the crowd.

"Let's go!" Kevin rolled over on Oswald's back in the blink of an eye, and Sirius spread his wings and rushed straight to the crowd.

However, at the moment they set off, a wall of waves that could cover the sky suddenly rose on the seashore, and a huge wooden boat broke through the water.

It seems to have been sleeping on the bottom of the sea for too many years, the wood has been soaked black, the mast is broken, and the deck is slippery.The entire hull was covered with dark green moss and seaweed, but on the hull of the huge wooden boat, an ancient pattern was still clearly visible. It was two snakes whose tails were intertwined, forming a horizontal pattern. "8".

Anyone who has read the divine calendar knows that it is the symbol of Feisa, one of the three main gods - the witch snake.

Feisar is the god of the sea and the earth. People who travel in the sea always like to leave the symbolic totem of this god on various utensils to pray for peace and harmony.

But this giant ship is also a bit amazing.

The moment Kevin saw the wooden boat, he whispered in surprise, "All these antiques have been dug out..."

Just when he was mixed with surprise, emotion and understanding, and his expression was complicated, the wooden boat suddenly turned over, the bottom of the boat was up, the hull was down, and it landed on the shore with a bang, throwing those who were staring at the unconscious People were all shrouded in it.

The wooden planks of the big ship let out a groan of fragility for years, and were swept over by the huge waves in an instant.

"Wow—"

The huge wave receded along the coast in the blink of an eye, and disappeared along with it, as well as the huge wooden boat turned upside down, and the densely packed people caught by it.

The whole process was so fast that it was too late for anyone to react.

Oswald roared, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't predict this change. He grabbed his front paws and only caught salty sea water.

Just a little bit!

It's only a short distance away!

Oswald howled angrily, and slammed the wave-washed rocks hard.The huge stone was cracked and shattered into three pieces with a click.Sirius rushed away, planning to plunge into the sea to catch those people, as much as he could.

As a result, as soon as the body jumped up, Kevin pulled the reins: "If you can't catch them like this, you can't find them even if you jump into the sea. This is not a normal shipwreck."

"What do you mean?" Oswald frowned tightly.

"I know where they were taken." Kevin looked at the sea with a serious face, and while patting Oswald's neck, he said in a deep voice: "Don't be impatient, wait here for a while. I promise, we will will follow them."

The place where one person and one beast are standing is exactly the simple ferry where Ian was holding Sinia before.

A bunch of patterns and strokes of unknown meaning are engraved on the stone platform, like a circle with complicated patterns, which is obviously the imprint left by the Eldar people who are accustomed to witchcraft.

When the two of them stood in the middle of the circle, a wooden boat that looked as simple as a stone platform broke through the water. The small boat had a square cabin, like a square box turned upside down on the board, and it could barely fit inside. four people.This is also the rule of the Spirit Race. As early as nearly a thousand years ago, they also lived on the mainland, but later because of witchcraft, they had some unpleasant troubles with other races on the land.

Their number is much smaller than other races, and they really have no advantage. In addition, sand ghosts, an annoying but powerless race, suddenly appeared.After being entangled with sand ghosts for nearly 100 years and almost becoming slaves, they finally couldn't help but migrate with their families and moved to the island.

Under normal circumstances, except for necessary transactions, they rarely come to land. Similarly, people from the mainland are not welcome to go to the island. If there are important things that need to go to the island, they can only go to four at a time, because they see enough A large number of land races.

The small wooden boat in front of me is the last friendship between the Spirit Race and the land people, although the friendship is very limited...

According to normal conditions, Kevin and the others only need to sit in the small square cabin, and the wooden boat will float to the island where the Eldar live by itself, without anyone at the helm.

But the group of people just now were obviously sucked into the bottom of the sea, so what's the use of the canoe of the upper spirit clan?It's completely different.

Oswald pointed at the canoe suspiciously and said, "Can you save people by this?"

"Wrong, it's chasing." Kevin replied casually while sweeping the surrounding ground.

He bent down and picked up a small black stone from the ground, and greeted Oswald: "Go, get on the boat. Take it easy, don't trample this boat down, I advise you to change back to the boat first." Human, otherwise you will suffer in a while."

Oswald glanced at the wooden box-like cabin, and quite agreed with Kevin's words.

If he didn't look like a human, it would be difficult for him to squeeze through the door.

In the blink of an eye, his outline changed, from a beast to a human, and the fur on his body also changed into clothes and pants that could cover his body, but because of the water, it looked wet, sticking to his skin. His body was wrapped in his lean muscles.

Kevin stepped onto the canoe first, then loosely tugged on the rein hanging around Oswald's neck, and said, "You can unload this thing, it looks weird."

If it is a skinny or emaciated person with this thing wrapped around his body, he will feel like being abused and enslaved.But such a tall, burly, muscular person is entangled with this thing, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit...

The so-called those who are close to vermilion are those who are red and those who are close to ink are black. The God of Light, who was originally very upright and even a little cold, has become more and more aware of what is meant by "unbearable filth" after being accused of being filthy several times by someone.

He took the reins off the emperor's neck quite sadly, but he didn't throw it away, just holding it in his hand.

Oswald thought that Kevin kept the reins and planned to use them when he transformed back into a Sirius, so he didn't ask much, followed Kevin into the small canoe, bent down and got into the square cabin.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Kevin came over and grabbed one of his wrists. Without saying a word, he wrapped the rein around his wrist, and hung the other side on the roof of the cabin, tying it very tightly.

"What are you doing?" Oswald stared at him in astonishment, pulled his wrist twice and found that he couldn't move at all, and he didn't know what kind of knot the man had tied.

"Fix it for you, you will thank me later." Kevin said without looking back as he walked out of the cabin, and waved his hand very aggressively: "Let me say thank you in advance."

Oswald: "..."

He walked outside the cabin and threw the small black stone in his hand.Small stones are drawn on the outer wall of the boat with one stroke, and the effect is like a charcoal pencil.Kevin scratched a horizontal "8" very scribbled there.

At the moment when the strokes are connected end to end, the entire pattern line flashes a layer of gentle white light, and returns to normal in a blink of an eye.

Kevin threw away the small rocks, patted the dust off his hands, and stooped into the cabin.

He didn't sit on the simple wooden seat in a proper manner, but grabbed the hatch with one hand and the rein tied to Oswald's wrist with the other, leaning lazily by the door, rushing to Oswald. Svid said: "Small boats are more troublesome than big boats, and it takes longer to hold your breath. Come, listen to me, and take a deep breath."

Oswald subconsciously followed him and took a deep breath of air.

In the next second, the entire wooden boat turned over in an instant, with the bottom of the boat facing up and the hull facing down, it was spinning like a dick!Oswald's whole body was slammed onto the hard wooden board of the cabin, and he was hit back and forth twice, almost beating his brain.

The sea water poured in with a bang, and the huge impact slammed into Oswald's chest, and before he had time to open his eyes, it directly covered his whole body.

Oswald: "..."

He finally understood why Kevin tied him up in the cabin. If it wasn't for the fact that he was tied so tightly, he would have flown out of the cabin a long time ago.

But Kevin wasn't tied to anything!

He fumbled around with his free hand, and after a moment of apprehension, he finally found the bastard's hand.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Kevin seemed to be leaning firmly against the door, and he didn't fall back and forth in embarrassment like him.

But how is it possible?

He quickly denied this. Under such circumstances, how could it be possible to lean against the door frame so firmly without borrowing any strength?

Oswald laughed at himself in his heart, thinking that he was probably stunned by the cabin.

But soon, he didn't have the spare brain to think about this matter——

The huge bump and shake made it almost impossible for him to fully hold his breath and consumed the breath he took in too quickly.

Just like Kevin's endless reminders before, it took much longer than he expected to hold his breath, and he could hardly imagine what kind of process it would be like this.

He vaguely realized that the whole ship had sunk in the sea water. As for why it was so bumpy and difficult, he had no way of knowing...

The process of holding your breath is not so pleasant, to be precise, it is very painful.Every second seemed as long as 100 years, so long that Oswald felt as if his lungs were being hollowed out.

Just after he felt that thousands of years had passed, he finally fell into a sense of suffocation uncontrollably.

Holding the rein with one hand, Kevin, who was leaning against the door frame, suddenly noticed that the people around him began to struggle, with their eyes closed and their brows furrowed, looking very painful.Obviously, for ordinary people, it is still very difficult to hold on to the end in one breath.

Kevin gave him a worried look, but finally shrugged and turned away.

When a breath was sent into his lungs, Oswald's mind was still blank due to lack of oxygen, and he didn't realize what was going on for a while.

It wasn't until the numb pain in his lungs finally disappeared, and his stagnant brain finally started to function again, that he realized that someone had breathed out, which largely relieved his suffocation and saved his life.

It is self-evident who the person who crosses the air is.

Oswald never thought that he would experience such a feeling—one second he was suffocated almost to death, and the next second he was so satisfied that even his soul would float.

The person I was thinking of gave me a sigh of relief!

Whoever misses the opportunity that comes to him is an idiot, at least Oswald is definitely not!

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to let go and continue leaning against the door to make a pose, but just as he stepped aside, he found the half-dead emperor staring at him in the turbulent water with his eyes open.

He didn't expect this person to live so fast, and was stared blankly for a moment.

In just this moment, Oswald has already kissed him.

Kevin tilted his head a little bit, and Oswald chased after him a little bit, and finally wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close to him.

When he pressed the tip of his tongue against Kevin's lips, he felt his whole body burn.

The previous medicinal juice seemed to be effective again, and the medicinal effect had already evaporated into his brain without being catalyzed.This time, soaking in cold water didn't work anymore. He was immersed in the sea, and he still wanted to get closer to the person in front of him, so close that he could melt him into his body, or tear him apart into his body. belly.

Oswald exhausted all his strength, turned around in the turbulent sea water, tied Kevin to the corner by the hatch with the rein tied to his wrist, kissed him eagerly, and leaned against him. His midriff, squeezing his knees between his legs, pushed him against the bulkhead.

He was so excited that he didn't hear the canoe breaking through the water, or even notice that the whirling jolt had stopped.

All he could hear was his own heavy panting, and if he heard correctly, Kevin's was occasionally mixed in, which made him even more insane and irrational.

He couldn't help but kiss Kevin's chin down and kissed all the way to his neck. Just when he was stroking Kevin's thin neck bone with the tip of his nose, and was about to bite on it, he vaguely felt something coming out of his closed mouth. In a blink of an eye.

Since you can feel it with your eyes closed, there must be light.

But... they were in the cramped cabin, and he was buried on Kevin's neck.What could be shining here?