miss mist go with the flow

"Huh?" Sirin frowned, "Why is it related to Linquan Winery again?"

"Two days ago, His Excellency Liszt, a jewel-level member of the association, lost contact in Linghua City. Afterwards, we suffered a major blow to several branches in Iris Flower Collar. All of us were wiped out, and no one escaped." Chanos said, "After investigation, the association judged that this matter was related to Linquan Winery."

Hearing this, Amy couldn't help complaining: "Then you go to Linquan Winery, what do you mean by attacking the airship?"

Lolda and Nonis are both powerful characters, and the Black Magic Association will definitely not survive if they collide with each other. That's why Amy dared to "lead the trouble to the east" without any scruples.

Chanos wrinkled his face together, and said: "The high-level executives of the association judged that there may be legendary-level professionals in Linquan Winery, and they should not be provoked rashly."

"However, His Excellency Liszt is not easy to deal with. Even if he is defeated and dies, it should cause some trouble to the opponent. After being reminded by the colleagues of Discord, the association intends to use the airship to make a fuss and test Lin Quanjiu village……"

Before Chanos finished speaking, Amy couldn't help laughing.

Use terrorist attacks to test attitudes?

These black magicians really did not ruin the evaluation given to them by Sirin. They are all lunatics with a sick brain. All must bear unshirkable responsibilities.

If the airship was really attacked and destroyed this time, not to mention how Linquan Winery reacted, the imperial officials would definitely be furious.

It can be seen from the empire's willingness to send Griffin Knights to escort the airship. His Majesty the Emperor attaches great importance to the airship project. Once the project is suspended due to the attack of the Black Magic Association, the imperial guards may be dispatched across the country. Hand punishes the Black Arts Society.

Linquan Winery will lose a number of customers, and Linghua City will also be affected, but the Black Magic Association may not be able to gain a foothold in the empire in the next few decades.

Sirin and Rosa were also able to sort out the reason, and Miss Swordsman put her hand on her forehead. She knew that this group of black magicians were crazy, but she didn't expect them to be so short-sighted.

"About this attack, is there any follow-up plan?" Sirin continued to ask, suppressing the emotions in her heart.

Chanos shook his head and said: "This attack failed, the Association will probably give up on me directly, and choose to lie dormant for a while to recuperate."

Sirin said, "You mentioned Dissonance just now. Is that cult organization also related to this incident? Do you know where their headquarters are?"

Chanos shook his head again, "The colleagues of Dissonance just proposed the plan and didn't participate in it, but during the chat, I heard them mention the rail train at South Harbor, and they seem to be very interested in that thing."

Under the intimidation of the black prison, Chanos did not look like a lunatic honestly, he basically answered every question, and seemed much more normal than Liszt.

Amy made a bold guess from the bottom of her heart, maybe this bad association, which is not good enough, the more it gets mixed up at the top, the more difficult it is for its brain to work.

"The last round of questions." Sirin said: "Where is the headquarters of the Black Magic Association? Who are you contacting for this operation? Where is the jewel-level member who helped you tame the Moro?"

Chanos sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said: "The headquarters of the association has been moving and changing. Recently, it has lost many leaders, and the address has been changed more frequently. And you should know that platinum-level members do not have the right to directly enter the headquarters. As for that As a jewel-level member, his identity is a mystery, and I don't know where he will go, I only know that he is on good terms with Liszt, and this mission was arranged by him."

Sirin took a long breath and sorted out the information in her mind a little, regretting it.

After all, Chanos is just a platinum-level shrimp, and he can't ask much useful information.

She looked at the other people and said, "I've finished asking my questions, do you have anything to add?"

Rosa shook her head, and Sander, who was concentrating on controlling the airship, also shook his head.

Sirin took out the silver and white holy order from the storage equipment, drew her sword out of its sheath, and said in a deep voice: "According to the agreement, I will grant you a painless death. Before you close your eyes, I will grant you a tiny wish." , do you recognize this sword?"

Chanos saw the appearance of the silver priest, his eyes widened instantly, and his lips trembled sharply: "You are, Dance of the Spiritual Wind—"

When he was in a state of shock, the silver and white holy order fell, piercing the heart of evil.

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ps: Begging for tickets in a low voice~

Song of the Traveler: Chapter [-] South Seaport

After the Moro flock attack, the airship has not suffered another incident.

Amy and Sirin returned to their chairs, while the body was handed over to Sander and Rosa.

It was dusk when the airship stopped at the landing pad of the South Harbor. Amy took out her pocket watch and glanced at it. It was a quarter after six in the afternoon, and the flight time in the air was about six hours.

The Griffin Riders circled and landed earlier to rest their equipment and hand over the mission.

The old mage Sander came out of the cab, opened the entrance and exit doors at the front and rear ends of the airship, and watched the passengers leave.

He always had a warm and unrestrained smile on his face. This kind of calmness and pride made the passengers inexplicably at ease. Some passengers even expressed their thanks to him when they left.

Amy and the others were invited by Sander and stayed until the end. The passengers basically left. Sander put away the smile on his face and let out a long sigh of relief.

It is a very stressful thing to carry the lives and deaths of so many people on the shoulders. Coupled with the magic power consumed to control the airship, Sander is actually very tired.

"My lords, and Rosa, thanks to your help this time."

Sand led the three of them towards the exit, "It just so happens that it's time for dinner, I would like to invite a few of you to dine together as a token of my gratitude."

"What about Chanos' body?" Sirin asked.

Sand said: "Leave it to the Griffin team, the military department will take over the matter. These black magicians dare to attack the airship, and the empire will never spare them!"

The landing pad in the southern harbor was also built on a high place. Stepping out of the airship, Sander and Rosa handed over the bag containing the corpse to the Griffin Knight, and after a few words, they left directly.

The outer shell of this airship has some damage, and it will need to be maintained and repaired in the future, and the energy supply spar in the magic circle must be replaced before it can set sail again.

After a set of processes has been run, it is estimated that it will not be put into use until the day after tomorrow.

Sand led the three of them away from the elevator platform, took the stairs down the high platform, and came to a lively square.

The temperature in the southern seaport is much warmer than that in Linghuacheng. Although it is not enough to wear short clothes, you can safely take off your winter clothes and wear some light clothes.

This square is not far from the sea, and you can smell the smell of sea water in the evening wind. When you look up, you can see the floating water and the shadow of the ship under the sun at dusk.

There are all kinds of small stalls on the square, and people come and go, and there is a lot of people.

There are young couples walking and playing arm in arm, friends hanging out for a drink, there are straw hat merchants pushing carts, and there are mercenaries dressed as professionals...

The smell of fireworks is full, and the world is full of prosperity.

Most of the passers-by on the street had smiles on their faces, and their emotions were quite open and enthusiastic. Amy saw young men and women embracing and kissing passionately in the street, but the people around them regarded it as normal, so she didn't think it was strange.

When walking past the booth, Amy also saw two girls with slightly dark skin, wearing knee-length skirts, waving their tanned arms, and shouting loudly to sell shells. Their old father was sitting in the booth with a smile in his eyes, using The string wears the shell, while looking at the pedestrians passing by.

Glimpsing Amy and the others passing by, he also sold them in Mandarin with an accent, "The little girl is so beautiful, do you want to buy some shells and take them home as gifts for friends?"

Amy smiled and waved her hand to refuse, and the stall owner was not annoyed, shaking the shell bell in his hand as a farewell.

This kind of lively and casual atmosphere is completely different from the Golden Rose City and Linghua City, which makes Amy feel very fresh.

After walking away from the shell-selling stall, Amy sighed in a low voice: "The father and daughter came out to set up a stall together, and the relationship seems to be pretty good. It reminds me of Della and Loren."

Although Della is not smart, she has a very special appeal that makes people willing to communicate with her. Maybe this is why Nonis is optimistic about her.

Upon hearing this, Rosa smiled and said, "That pair of girls and the stall owner is not a simple father-daughter relationship. The one on the left should be the stall owner's wife, and the one on the right is their daughter."

Ok?

Amy couldn't help turning her head to look back. The two girls in short skirts looked like twin sisters. They were young, beautiful, and full of vitality. They should be under 20 years old.

The hairstyles of the two are slightly different, one is tied with braids hanging sideways, and the other has a high ponytail, which Amy thought was used to distinguish sisters.

The stall owner himself has a vicissitudes of life, he looks like he is 40 years old, and the girl with braided hair on the left doesn't look like a generation.

Sirin accepted it quickly, and said: "I heard that the aborigines in the southern seaport are the descendants of the sea race and humans. Descendants of the inhabitants, right?"

Rosa nodded.

Sander also said: "As expected of the Spirit Wind Sword Master, he is very knowledgeable!"

Chanos revealed Sirin's identity before his death, and Rosa respected Sirin greatly, so Sander took advantage of the opportunity to use the title "Sword Master".

Amy pouted, she is not a native of God Bless Mainland, it is normal for her not to know such little knowledge, it is not ashamed.

Sander led the way, Rosa looked around and said, "You want to take us to the Sea Breeze Pavilion?"

The old mage smiled and said, "That's right, the raw fish sashimi in the Sea Breeze Pavilion is a must, and the shrimp and crabs are also top-notch. I still have a few bottles of good wine there, and I just squandered them today."

Ami frowned slightly. When she came to the harbor city, she should taste seafood in theory, but she was indifferent to river seafood in her previous life, and the body of the moon elves in this life was insensitive to meat. The sense of anticipation in that Sea Breeze Pavilion was directly reduced to zero.

Amy glanced at Miss Swordsman next to her. This big carnivore looked eager to try, and seemed to be looking forward to the next dinner.She sighed from the bottom of her heart, and thought to herself that the next big thing would be to eat a few more mouthfuls of kelp and seaweed, as long as it can satisfy her hunger, and she can't disturb Xilin's interest.

The four of them quickly passed through the booth area on the square, and the excitement dissipated a lot. Just a gust of evening wind blew away the remaining noise, making Amy's mood slowly calm down.

Not far to their right, there is a huge stone statue of a beautiful girl holding water in her hands, her long hair blooming like seaweed behind her, and a wreath-shaped crown on her head.

Amy has seen this kind of image in the book, which is the princess of the sea, Yelana, who is believed by the local people in the southern seaport.

It is said that she has the power to turn salty sea water into fresh water, calm storms in offshore areas, guide fishermen to find fish, and point out the direction for lost ships to return to land.

The belief in gods is not advocated in the empire. Many small gods believe in secretly, otherwise they will be judged as heretics, but the belief of the Princess of the Sea has been officially recognized, and there are fixed sacrificial festivals and related celebrations. A righteous god recognized by the empire.

Amy looked up at the statue, and found a figure leaning on the skirt of the statue at some point.

This man has a short shirt with sleeves rolled up, trousers, flaxen-colored mid-length hair, and a small round cap on his head. His exposed skin is wheat-colored. He is carrying a huge luggage package on his back. With a piccolo, dressed as a bard.

"His" face has a neutral beauty, and he can't tell whether it's a man or a woman. Seeing Amy's gaze moved over, he showed a slightly frivolous smile, and said, "I wanted to appreciate the princess of the sea, and see if I can find it." Inspiration for a new poem, I never expected to meet such beautiful two girls."

This person's voice was deep and magnetic, and it also seemed very neutral, but after careful identification, it was still possible to hear the voice of a woman.

"You two ladies, this meeting is fate. Could you please have dinner with me?"

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ps: There should be another chapter tomorrow morning (

The Traveler's Song: Chapter [-] The So-Called Destiny

Facing the sudden invitation, Amy chose to decline without thinking, "Sorry, we don't know each other well."

She glanced at Yelana's statue again, shook her head, took Sirin's hand and walked away at a faster pace.

"Hey, Miss, your heartlessness really hurts my heart."

The bard reached out to touch it, took the piccolo in his hand, and twirled it deftly, "I saw the faces of the two of you, and I was inspired to compose a song impromptu. Can you give me a little time?"

Amy didn't turn her head back, she didn't have the slightest intention to talk to the bard, and continued to walk forward.

Sirin looked back at the poet with a cold gaze as a warning.

She didn't want this kind of rambunctious guy to get too close to Amy, and if he approached Amy without understanding, she wouldn't be polite.

Regardless of the reactions of Amy and Sirin, the bard brought the piccolo to his lips and began to play on his own.

The tone of the piccolo is short and bright, agile and energetic, like a lark singing.

Ami curled her lips inwardly. She doesn't have much musical talent, so she can't tell that this song has anything to do with her, but there is an inexplicable sense of an animal turning blue and courting a mate.

Geez, spring hasn't arrived yet.

Amy felt a deep chill, and quickened her pace again, leaving the sound of the music behind her not long after.

When she walked across a short bridge, she turned her head and glanced at the statue of the princess of the sea from a distance, and the figure at the foot of the statue had disappeared.

Rosa said with a slight joke: "The two adults are really charming."

Amy shuddered, and complained, "Don't say that, the man just now looked like a libertine, I don't want to be targeted by that kind of guy."

Sirin felt more relieved when she heard the words, silently increased her strength, and tightly grasped Amy's palm.

Under the guidance of Sander, several people quickly left the square and came to a relatively quiet residential street.

There is a two-story building at the end of the street, and there is a signboard on the outside, which says "Sea Breeze Pavilion" in Chinese.

Under these three characters, there is a line of very thin strange characters, which look like earthworms crawling around, but Amy can understand it, which means "the true taste of the sea".

Amy thought about it a little bit, and it seemed that the earthworm-like characters were the language used by the deep-sea people. It was not in the same system as the common language of the mainland, and it was older and more obscure.

She asked Rosa in a low voice: "Does the Sea Breeze Pavilion have anything to do with the Sea Clan?"

Rosa nodded, and asked with some doubts: "Master Amy, how did you know?"

Amy pointed to the signboard of the Sea Breeze Pavilion, and Rosa immediately felt relieved.

For an ancient and powerful existence like Amy, it is not surprising that she is proficient in the characters of the Hai Clan.

Rosa said: "Sea Breeze Pavilion and our chamber of commerce also have some simple cooperation. According to the investigation of the chamber of commerce, the behind-the-scenes boss of Sea Breeze Pavilion is from the deep sea area. As for whether it is the Sea Dragon Clan or the Sea Emperor Mermaid, it is not yet certain."

The Sea Dragon Clan and the Sea Emperor Mermaid are the two most important factions in power in the deep sea. In this era, they both maintain a relatively friendly relationship with the human camp.

The unfriendly sea people either hid in the deep sea and could not come out, or were served on the dining table.

The current situation has changed, this is the era of human beings, and the deep-sea people cannot afford big waves.

Amy noticed another interesting thing, "The boss behind the scenes is so mysterious that even the chamber of commerce can't find his specific information?"

The secret event of digging out the tomb of Emperor Zhongxing under the ground of the imperial capital cannot be concealed from the intelligence network of the chamber of commerce. How can a mere restaurant do it?

Rosa was also a little helpless, "The boss behind the scenes is extremely mysterious and never shows his true face to others. He can only be judged by his breath as belonging to the Sea Clan. As for his real appearance and specific ethnic group information, we don't know anything about it. "

Hearing what Rosa said, Amy was in high spirits, and had a sense of anticipation for the next dinner that wasn't about food.