Year of God's Choice

The blue sea of ​​rosemary is even slightly blown by the sea breeze, and the waves beat on the reef, making a moving sound.

Although they are all man-made landscapes, they look very spectacular, but the only thing Delanon can’t bring to human beings is the clear blue sky and sunshine in the past. Know what the concept of the sun in ancient times was.

Delanon sat on a wooden stake in the harbor, watching the servants carry the goods onto the big ship one by one leisurely, while Tai Tan stood behind Delanon, holding a walking stick for him.Looking at this sea area, he still vaguely remembered the heroic appearance of the general when he split the vast and deep strait with his sword decades ago.

The general's coat was draped over Dranon's body, and Tai Tan whispered: "General, the wind here is too strong, the bedroom on the ship is ready, why don't you get on board?"

Delanon's eyes seemed to be greedy for the scenery in front of him, he answered absently, and then said: "Do you want to increase the variety of mermaids in this sea area?"

"...That will cause trouble to the residents of the seaside, not to mention that the equipment in our biological laboratory is too old, I am afraid that it will be difficult to continue to create new species..." Titan has gradually begun to get used to the general's whimsy. , so he advised me in a well-regulated way.

"Oh, I just said it casually." Delanon stretched out his hand, and Tai Tan helped him up. Delanon, who came out without prosthetics, leaned on crutches under the protection of Tai Tan, and walked slowly towards the big ship.

Laurel was in charge of directing the transportation. He stood at the bow and saw Delanon. He didn't expect that the height of Delanon standing up from the wheelchair was beyond his expectation. He thought that Delanon should be a very slender man. But unexpectedly, even though the tall and straight Delanon lost a leg, he still has a noble and extraordinary military demeanor, wearing a pure white military coat with incomparable elegance.

It's a pity to kill such a character.Laurel turned his eyes and looked at the vast sea—if he encountered pirates... If he guessed right, those old guys in the imperial capital must have spread the news that the general passed through the sea with his property. Can't avoid conflict with pirates?

The Sea of ​​Rosemary is an uneasy journey.

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The big ship that Dranon took was a VIP ship specially customized by the Maritime Chamber of Commerce. It has a consistent retro and gorgeous style and can accommodate 300 people. Dranon's bedroom on the ship is also extremely comfortable and luxuriously decorated.The ship uses the most advanced steam engine in the kingdom. In fact, as early as 100 years ago, the special energy spar developed by the empire was able to allow airships hundreds of times larger than this ship to fly at high altitudes.

The sea journey was calm at the beginning, and it was also a good pastime to come to the deck in a wheelchair to inspect the sea scenery.This kind of voyage will continue for several days, and gradually, the days will become boring.

As the accompanying chief guard, Laurel had to have breakfast with the general and the Titans every day. From eating, it could be seen that Dranon had a good appetite—and Laurel was actually a bit seasick because he couldn't eat anything. .

The breakfast of this day is refreshing squid rice. Fresh sea squid is chopped and grilled with rice, added with various seasonings, and eaten with salad.The general doesn't have any special taste, as long as it is delicious, he can eat a lot.

Laurel still ate very little.His wrists are white and slender like a girl's, making people a little worried that he will fall down one day because he doesn't eat fireworks?

"Laurel, you eat too little." Delanon raised the glass of wine and said.

"Thank you, General, for your concern, but this subordinate really can't take it anymore." Laurel replied reservedly.He stared at the remaining two-thirds of the breakfast on his plate, seeming distressed.

Delanon glanced at him: "What's the matter with the injury on your left hand?"

It turned out that Laurel's left hand, which was deliberately hidden, had been tucked in the cuff, but the keen Delanon still found some bandages that were faintly exposed.

"It was my subordinate who accidentally bumped into the deck due to the bumps of the ship yesterday. It was just an insignificant injury." Laurel covered his left with his right hand.

"Let me see, I can treat even minor injuries." Delanon ticked his fingers at him boredly.

"Healing?" Laurel was a little puzzled. It seemed that he almost forgot the special status of Dranon's chosen one.He sat there blankly, not moving for a moment.

"Laurel, I don't like to repeat the order twice." The general's aura began to radiate, making Laurel wake up like a dream.

"You really don't have to worry about it, General..."

"Shut up!" The general couldn't find any other fun today, and seemed to regard Laurel as a good template to show off his power.

Laurel looked at the indifferent Titan, so he had no choice but to stand up, walked in front of Delanon, stretched out his left hand with some embarrassment, and began to undo the bandage.

"No, I don't like to see ugly scars." Delanon stopped him and put his fingers on his hand.Of course, His Majesty the General wears lace gloves.

"Your wrist is too slender. Captain Laurel, is it too heavy for you to swing a sword?" Delanon teased.

"This subordinate is the swordsmanship champion of the Royal Knights for three consecutive years, and will swing the sword for you until the moment your wrist bones are smashed." Laurel said seriously, he hated comparing himself to a woman's weakness the most.

Just when he was aggrieved, Delanon's fingertips radiated light, and the light became more and more dazzling, making Laurel's eyes widen in surprise.He felt a warm current flow into his wrist, and even flowed all over his body - a wonderful feeling that is hard to describe!

Just a short 1 minute.When Laurel came back to his senses, Delanon's fingers had already left.

"General, was that just now?!"

"Titan, am I really getting old? It's just a small healing technique, which makes me so exhausted..." Delanon gently pressed his temple, and then directed and acted on his own.

"This subordinate will escort the general to rest." The corner of Tai Tan's mouth twitched unnoticed.

And Laurel obviously hasn't escaped from the shock just now, he has never come into contact with God's Chosen, and even, he once thought that the rumors of those God's Chosen were just fabricated rumors, but just now... those are magic what?He even vaguely suspected that there was something luminous in Delanon's sleeve.

The loose bandage slipped off his wrist, and the intact skin told him that the "treatment" just now really happened.

Touching his wrist, Laurel sat on the chair in a daze.

Is that... the wonderful power of the Chosen One?

The miracle of healing wounds in an instant... like... a mythical holy angel...

What a gentle and compassionate force...