soul stone

Amy wiped the dishes one by one, stacked them into three piles, and walked onto the deck to look at the sea.

The sunset is like a meandering golden belt, gradually expanding from the hull to the sky.The polar day is coming to an end, and in a few days, even the sun, which seems to never set, will hide its edge under the sea level.After that, the temperature will suddenly drop on a certain day like a steep cliff.There was a strong wind and the sea was frozen.The first snow means that winter is coming.

Another day will be the "winter solstice" in Catrian's experience.The temperature has dropped a lot lately, and it's getting dark earlier and earlier.Although there are still dozens of kilometers away from the initial starting point of the icing, if the anchor is not lifted before the first snow falls, the consequences will be disastrous.Even Amy, who is the least navigator, understands that the ship is too dilapidated to break through the ice.

Even when the ship was relatively new a few years ago, the old captain never made one trip a year—going to the island in early summer and returning in late summer.This time is no exception.No matter how much the other party asked, he would not risk his life and the lives of all crew members.Nature has punished countless people who dared to violate the rules it has set with harsh and cold hands.

A young man named Villar set off alone in a small boat a week ago and has not returned yet.The time agreed with the captain at the beginning was limited to the "winter solstice".If there is still no sign of him tomorrow, the old captain will definitely order to return.Moreover, he took nothing but water and dry food for one person for seven days, a portable player and a tape.Once an order is placed, it is absolutely bad luck.

A big, strong hand rests on Amy's shoulder.There was the smell of sea salt.

By his side, York had his right hand on his hip, squinting at the horizon.In a moment, he exhaled through his nasal cavity, which sounded like a sigh and disdain.

"It looks like that guy won't be coming back."

"Maybe." Amy agreed.

"A frail young master like him should just stay in his room and do some pretentious paperwork instead of coming here—the sea is the world of a man like me."

Amy frowned displeased.York's inexplicable jealousy bored her.She was about to turn around and leave, but her fiance grabbed her arm.She turned her head sullenly, and found that the big kid who claimed to be a man was scratching his cheek, his eyes were wandering from side to side.

"Well, I said..." He stammered, "After we go back, let's get married."

"Let's talk about it when we get back. It's another day." She answered quickly, sounding cold, "It's time to prepare dinner."

York stared at her back dazedly, unable to speak for a while.She has never been so cold to him like today.

"Villar...Villar Lynch..." The hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist.Suddenly, the tightly locked brows were raised high like a drawn bow.

He seemed to have heard of this name somewhere.

In his free time at White Harbor Wharf, York frequented a local tavern for sailors.In the tavern, good and bad people are mixed, there are people of white and black ways, and it is the distribution center of rumors from all walks of life.About five or six years ago, there was a guy who called himself a gangster who was often drunk in a tavern. When he was drunk, he would talk nonsense and talk about his colleagues and bosses all over the place.Yorke remembered him referring to "Lynch," presumably the name of the mob family he'd worked for, several times.

"If you want to talk about our master, he is a famous lover. He has never married a wife in his 30s... It is said that he is either eunuched, or he likes men! Guess what? He loves nuns! Then The woman said it was because she had messed with his brother, the former master, and was kicked out of the church and had nowhere to go. As for our master, he has been in love with her for a long time, so of course we can't let go of such a great opportunity. Who I know that nun has a very stubborn temper and refuses to get married no matter what. Although nuns can’t get married in the first place, but she is like that, why pretend to be chaste? Our master is so nice. She doesn’t marry, and he is not in a hurry. So exhausting. Hey, I really want to meet that nun, the person our master is looking for must be quite beautiful...

No, you can't say that the master is a good person based on this alone.Good people can't get along in the underworld.It is said, hush—I just heard it, and there is no real evidence—the former master was stabbed to death by his son.Our master caught his son and sent him to Meteor Street out of mercy.Lao Tzu died and his son left, so the right of inheritance naturally falls to our master.Pie from the sky!Hey, don't take what I said here today, everyone.I still want to live!Hahaha... Boss, have another drink! "

Memories emerged one by one, as vividly as if they were pulled out from the mud at the bottom of the water.

In terms of age, it seems to be about the same.If that guy is really a descendant of the Lynch family, and he walked out of Meteor Street and came here... If Amy fell in love with him, nothing good would happen.Amy, his Amy... never let her be fooled by that guy!

Something brought York back to reality.

A small hill suddenly rose from the sea in the distance, like chickenpox on the surface of smooth skin.Immediately afterwards, with the hillock as the center, the new uplift rumbled and expanded from the inside out, as if the bite of a mosquito was getting bigger and bigger.Swelling, breaking open, spreading... That piece of sea area was churning like a boil.

York opened his eyes wide, blinked hard, and shook his head.That's right, it's not a hallucination.

"Boat...captain! It's not good!" He scrambled and ran towards the captain's cabin, "That kid...he attracted a large group of lava whales!"

The captain had already come to the bow, staring in that direction, his face ashen.

"Ten...no, twenty...no, and..." Joan from the observation deck lowered her binoculars and shouted to the deck, "There are at least thirty whales in sight! Captain, If this continues, we will also be affected!"

Hearing the sound, Amy ran out of the kitchen, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she froze there, covering her mouth with a look of horror.

"Whales live in groups. When one is in trouble, the other whales will never sit idly by... But for mating, conventionally, whales will act alone. I am afraid that when the first whale was cornered, it called for its companions."

According to the captain's analysis, that kid pushed the first head to a dead end?How is it possible... However, according to the current situation, that guy is definitely buried in the belly of a fish.York felt his heart beating wildly.

"Please order, Captain!" He suppressed the joy in his heart, "Joan is right, whales may attack this ship!"

The old captain raised his eyes.Boiling waves rushed towards him, and in a few minutes, the ship would be turned upside down.

"He's still there..." Amy walked towards the bow step by step, her voice trembling, like a body calling for a soul.

"What time is it, you are still worrying about others!" York's strong arm stopped his fiancée, and he turned his head and shouted, "Captain!"

"Captain! Please!" The sailors gathered around, "Let's sail!"

The captain said nothing, but stared at the approaching wave as if his eyes could stop it.The dark-skinned Hassan was impatient. Seeing the captain's sculpture-like indifference, he gritted his teeth and ran to the cab.

"Wait!" growled the captain. "The waves are getting low."

Hassan turned his head and saw that the continuous bulge stopped spreading about 2000 meters away from the hull, and the fluctuation at the origin of the explosion gradually subsided.Take a closer look, from the center of the circle to the outside, the blue sea surface is dyed blood-colored successively.

York ran to the bow, and he noticed something getting closer.At the outermost edge of the circle, a person jumped out of the water, his blood-soaked clothes were wet and red, and his black hair stuck to his forehead sticky.He waved this way.

"Hey—can you help me? Too many skulls—"

For a moment, York opened his mouth wide and couldn't even speak a word.

The whole ship was silent.In a short time, the captain detonated the cheers, like fireworks during the celebration.

After clearing all 34 whales, it was already nighttime.Originally wanted to take away the complete skull, but because it was too big and heavy, the skull from the forehead to the eye sockets had to be cut out.Villar held the knife himself, which amazed the sailors.

"It's amazing what that knife is made of!"

"What, in my opinion, that knife is just an ordinary knife, the real remarkable thing is that guy."

"Since I was a child, I have never seen anyone catch a lava whale with my own eyes. There are so many at a time... I have seen such a spectacular sight. Even if I want to die now, I will die without regret!"

The captain patted him on the shoulder as he pulled him up.

"Amazing! Young man... I have opened my eyes. Good! I must drink him tonight!"

At the noisy dining table, only the first officer, York, remained silent.He held the beer glass tightly, with his lips tightly closed, watching the back of his fiancée who was pouring wine for the "hero".She smiled at him.His hand touched the back of hers.She turned her head shyly.

York increased the strength in his hand, raised his head and drank it down, then got up to Villar's table, and slammed the empty glass on Amy's hand.

"Amy, fill me up, I'm going to have a toast with 'Hero'." He kept staring at Villar as he spoke.

"I dare not take it." The other party's smile seemed to have never changed, "I was able to achieve this thanks to the tape provided by Mr. York. It was a worthwhile trip."

A new wave of anger and jealousy swept through my heart.York suppressed his anger and said, "Let me see how much you can drink, 'hero'!" The sailors gathered around after hearing the sound, and used the wine fight as a sideshow after the celebration.Just as Amy wanted to stop her, she was frightened away by her fiancé's eyes.

Villar didn't refuse either, and drank one cup after another.

"Hey, you kid..." The first mate's burly body swayed under the influence of alcohol, "Don't think that catching a few fish is a big deal!"

"York!" Amy grabbed her fiancé's arm, but he shook her off.

Villar closed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

"You...what's your name? Villar Lynch? Let me tell you, others don't know, but my uncle knows everything!" He collapsed on the chair like a doll made of mud, but he still couldn't forget He straightened his arm and pointed at Villar's nose, "You...your father is a gangster scum, you killed your father with your own hands... Like a father, like a son... Tell me... Well, you are just a human... scum!"

The sailors watching looked at each other, speechless.Joan spread her hands and shrugged, as if she was used to watching him drink like crazy.

"Yo... York... what nonsense are you talking about!" Amy got up from the ground.The fiancé is like her child, always making trouble for her and embarrassing her.

The boy on the opposite side opened his eyes, and his black eyes stared up at him from the bottom up, as if he was looking at a dead person.

York suddenly shuddered, most of the wine sobered up.In the next instant, warm liquid erupted from his neck like a volcanic eruption.Immediately afterwards, the watching sailors stopped running like a fan unplugged from the power supply, and fell to the ground one after another.The sailors who were further away fell down as soon as they stood up, and the red liquid continued to spurt from the new ones.The old captain drank too much, couldn't stand up, and fell down on the table, blood streaming from the edge of the table.

The black-haired 'hero' stood in the middle of the cabin, blood dripping from the tip of the dagger in his right hand onto the greasy floor.

"It's troublesome, now I have to sail back by myself..."

As he spoke, he turned his head to the cook, smiling as he did when he first saw her.

"God..." Amy covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.Before she could scream, a dull pain in the back of her neck knocked her out of consciousness.