Chapter 718

In a corner of the devil sea, a 100 meter ray carries a blister. There is a crystal attic in the blister, decorated with fluorite and various corals, which looks beautiful.

At this time, a regular sound of footsteps came from the main hall in the attic.

The handsome man with silver hair sitting in the center of the hall slowly opened his eyes. Through the transparent crystal wall, he saw a tall young man coming outside.

The young man came to the man and slowly saluted, "Lord siliu."

Sliu narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue fish scales in the middle of the young man's eyebrows opposite. A trace of imperceptible light flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "it's JEBO. You suddenly came to me. Is there news from Lucas?"

Jabbo shook his head: "Lucas, as a mortal, the news is not easy to check. This time I came here, it was the little ants I caught. They recruited all the news."

"Oh? Are you talking about those wandering apprentices who appeared in the nearby sea area? Although they are not very interested, in order not to add variables, we still need to listen to the story of small insects."

Jabbo raised his head: "according to the torture, they came from the underground meeting of rats and ants, and this time, their target is not the mysterious space."

"Tut Tut, rats and ants will be disgusting insects underground. Just listening makes people want to crush them." Slutton paused and continued, "who are they targeting?"

"Angel." When jabbo said the name, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Angel? The name sounds familiar." Siliu felt for the crystal dent on the seat with his fingers. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "although I haven't returned to the song of the deep sea recently, I heard a rumor that there is a man named Angel who has a grudge against you. It's not. It's the man named angel..."

What about? What the hell is it.

Jabbo pulled at the corners of his mouth. He often heard that "big fish warlock" Sirius liked to add "what" at the end of his speech. At first, he didn't feel anything, but after contact, he found that Sirius was simply not "like", but "persistent"; Even if the context does not need "ah", he will force "ah".

In the mind of the mind, Angell still maintained the appearance of the cold male god. "Yes, it is this. But make complaints about it. I have no quarrel with Angell."

"If there is no feud, how can the rumors still spread so widely." Sirius looked at jabbo's expression and gently recalled the corner of his mouth: "I think, without your permission, this rumor will not spread to even me. Do you want to cover up something with angel...?"

Jabbo lowered his head and a woman with blue hair flashed in his mind.

"No, just too lazy to explain."

Sirius stood up, his long silver hair in a trance, as if pouring out a faint starlight.

He walked to jabbo step by step, even if he did not release the pressure, but there was a sense of oppression from above.

"You're lying." Word by word, slim's ending was narrow.

Jabbo's Adam's Apple moved, neither admitted nor denied.

"However, I don't care whether you lie or not. Since your mentor and Lord Poseidon are blind, why should I take care of you as an outsider?" As he spoke, Sirius passed jabbo to a table behind him and picked up a picture from it.

"Although I'm not very curious, in order not to destroy the plan, I still have to ask: Why did those wandering apprentices chase angel? And why did angel come to the devil sea?"

Jabbo: "angel is a disciple of the master of magic."

Sleu's hand was a flash of ferocity, and then he suddenly smiled: "I heard that Sanders accepted a gifted student, so it was him... Yes, Sanders almost killed the whole rat ant underground society. They didn't dare to retaliate against Sanders, and it's normal to attack his brother. After all, these people are bad cowards."

"As for why angel came to the devil sea area, according to the information they know, it should be to return home and visit relatives. He comes from the edge Island, and the devil sea area is the nearest route." Shortcut.

Sliu mused, "marginal island? It really doesn't seem to have anything to do with mysterious space."

"My Lord, what should we do with those stray apprentices of the rat ant underground society?" Jabbo asked.

Siliu thought for a moment: "angel has no hatred with you, but sanders and I have some difficult hatred. Speaking, I also want to kill the primary school disciple myself, but it's against the rules. Since the people of the rat ant underground society want to deal with him, let them go. It's fun to see the insects peck at each other."

"But will letting them out affect our plan?" Jabbo frowned: "the teacher said that the opportunity here is very important. If you can get it, even the whole deep sea song will have a great leap. If it is damaged by these insects, the gain is not worth the loss."

Sirius handed the portrait to jabbo: "according to the prediction of the wizard, this guy is guarding outside the entrance of the mysterious space. Why do you think the apprentices can enter the mysterious space?"

Jabbo looked at the portrait in his hand and was surprised: "this is... Leviathan?! why did it become a guard?"

"Who knows, after all, the power of mystery is unreasonable." Siliu said and continued, "don't worry about the insects. You continue to search for Lucas, which is the top priority."

Jabbo nodded with confusion on his face. "Lord sliu, I've been searching for information about this man, but what role does he play in the mysterious space?"

"What role? Prophecy wizards are hesitant. Who knows."

……

On the other hand, after angel returned to the bedroom, he took out the leather roll brought back by the exploration puppet.

These things are not easy to communicate with ordinary people. Helen and Alvin also have a tacit understanding and don't mention the skin roll. Therefore, now angel is the first person to read the skin roll.

"It looks quite thick." Angel picked it up and could feel the heavy weight: "just don't know what's recorded in it?"

With expectation, angel opened the first page of the skin roll.

The stale smell, mixed with the strange smell of leather paper, is extremely unpleasant.

When he saw the typesetting on Chupi scroll, angel's eyes showed disappointment.

——This is a sailing diary.

He was also full of expectation and thought there would be any chance, but the reality seemed to be always blown by the rain and the wind.

Yes, it's just an aristocratic exploration ship in Ferrand. It's strange that there is any extraordinary inheritance in the captain's room. A sailing diary is logical.

Although angel was disappointed, he was also curious about what happened to the ship? Why are there traces of being soaked in water? What is the reason for the sudden disappearance?

So Angel continued to watch.

"Lucas's logbook, the most honest captain in the shuokin era"

When he saw the title, he couldn't help laughing. Which captain would claim to be the most honest captain and add the label of an era? As if certified by the times.

"Shuo Jin, the first day of the blooming month in 1347, the weather was fine."

"... the Lingfan, which has been repaired for many years, is ready to set sail. My departure will deprive the society of the upper class nobles of a friend of a lady. I think they will miss me? But why didn't anyone come to see me off? Hum, they probably died of illness."

"On the seventh day of the first ten days of the blooming month in 1347, there was a rainstorm and turned to a sunny day."

"... it began to rain when I went out to sea, and it rained for three consecutive days. The mildew rain was very annoying. Under my sincere prayer, the God of the sea put a curtain on me and the sun came out. And he told me that it would never rain again in this sea area after that."

「……」

Although Angel began to read the log, his expression became more and more strange: what's in it?

There are a lot of gorgeous words, which is the fault of most nobles, and angel doesn't care. It's just that the things recorded here are wonderful.

There are some normal sailing records, but they are also interspersed with strange records,

What prayer can see the God of the sea, which is primary.

"I shed tears sadly, and the tears fell into the sea, so the sea opened a sea of beautiful flowers, and the flying leaves seemed to be my sad mood."

The sea of flowers and the sea are two different things, aren't they? Also, where did the fallen leaves come from? Aren't you on the boat?

Angel looked more and more confused. Was Lucas sure he was writing the logbook, not marisue?

"Shuojin, the recovery month of 1348, late and early days, sunny days."

"I actually met a pirate! I took my knight's long sword and rushed out. Ha ha ha, it was so happy to kill. They all died under my sword. Then I killed the pirate leader hundreds of miles away and seized a ship full of treasure!"

"Flying swords have come out. Take people's heads hundreds of miles away." Angel tutted twice. This log is really an eye opener. With such a brain hole, you can actually try to write. Maybe you can set off an upsurge in Phelan.

"Shuo Jin, 1350. It was a sunny day in the late and early days of the cold month."

"... I saw a fiery dragon fighting with another monster on the sea. Finally, the fire dragon died."

Fire dragon, sea? It's a good match. Angell has been unable to make complaints about it.

Angel continued to turn down. The logs inside were mostly jumping. Only when something big happened would they be recorded. Soon he turned to the last page of his diary.

"There was fog on the sixth day of the cold month in 1353."

"The Lingfan has returned to the mainland for 30 days. No one believes the words of honest captain Lucas. They say I can't get the treasure. I'm a liar! I jumped into the well angrily."

"That's it?" After watching it, angel only felt confused. It was an unexpected ending.

Why the Lingfan appeared in the fog, why you died, and why the ship was wet, I didn't say a word. Finally, it ended with returning to mainland Ferrand.

This guy should not be an honest captain Lucas, but a liar, or a dreamer? However, the plot of the story is quite ups and downs. It can be written into fairy tales as children's books.

Angel combined the epithelia and decided to forget everything recorded in it.

But after hesitation, angel said again, "maybe what's recorded here is true?"