The angry wind lamp hanging on the stern of the Mist suddenly went out, and the green light instantly retracted into the glass cover as if it heard some order.
At the exit of the cabin, the meditating banshee and the male demon hanging upside down turned back at the same time to look at the wind lantern - not only the two of them, but also the strong man Arnold who was squatting on the side of the boat fishing for Ryan and hanging on the mast.
At the same time, he looked towards the stern of the ship.
"The ship is sailing!" Harry fell out of the air with a 'plop'. At the same time, he raised his head and howled at the top of his lungs.
It seems to be a footnote to his words.
On the main mast, the fully unfolded black sail clattered down, and the water-soaked hemp ropes as thick as an arm were like pythons emerging from the cave, swimming freely along the mast, deck, and cabin roof.
Tangled the fallen sail tightly.
"Direction due north! The destination has been told to the Banshee on the bow... Harry, Ryan, go and scrub the deck again for me! We are a great black ship, not the dirty undersea barnacles of the Whirlpool! If the soles of my feet
If another salt flower appears next time, you two will soak it in the water for a month!"
A lame old man suddenly appeared on the deck and shouted at Ryan, who had just put away his fishing rod, and Harry, who was climbing up from the deck.
Without saying a word, the blond young man and the black-haired young man rolled and crawled towards the stern deck of the ship. The wooden bucket, thick brush and several mops followed the two male demons like little wolfhounds, clanging and clanking.
Nikita glanced at the two companions with pity - usually, these menial tasks were done by the thin, dark, white-eyed elves on the ship, but for some reason, it was their turn to be unlucky today.
The lame old man turned his head and looked at Nikita, his dark eyes flashing with dark red light: "And you, beautiful little guy... go down below, the captain will see you if he has something to do."
Just like Nikita's feeling when he first entered, the captain's cabin of the Mist is still so small and cramped.
The tall figure with his back to the banshee was like a huge black hole, sucking in all the light in this originally small space, making the color of the room particularly dim.
The only difference from the first time is that when she entered this room again, the banshee no longer wore the Lich King's standard work-shaped skull on her chest, replaced by the black symbol on her right arm.
She stood stiffly at the hatch of the ship, her whole body unable to stop trembling slightly.
"It's been half a year since you boarded the ship," the captain's gentle voice did not calm the Banshee's nervousness.
She raised her head uneasily and replied in a low voice: "Two hundred and one days, Captain."
"Ugh... time flies so fast." A blue-white smoke rose in front of the captain of the Mist, but in the blink of an eye, the smoke turned into a white bird and flew along the narrow window.
, drilled out.
There was silence in the cabin for a while.
The voice of the captain of the Mist sounded again: "I remember when First University started, I assigned you a task... to sneak into First University and find out information, right?"
When the banshee heard this, she trembled even more violently.
That was the first mission she received from the Mist, and she volunteered for it. Originally, according to the plan, she was supposed to stay in the flight attendant lounge, waiting for airdrops of students, and follow the secrets when the plane landed on the island for maintenance.
Dao could sneak into First University, but before the plan was fully launched, it was forced to stop because of the murderous banshee.
Although the captain's purpose of testing First University was finally achieved, the Banshee's behavior also revealed their coveting of First University, causing First University to immediately increase its security level.
"...I can explain!" the banshee said slightly panicked, but she didn't know where to start.
The captain of the Mist turned around and looked at her with interest.
The banshee immediately lowered her eyelids to make her gaze less rude.
"I remember you said it was because of a boy?" The captain's voice was always gentle, but full of power.
"Yes, a new student...short hair, smells good...I really can't control the power that suddenly surged in my heart." Nikita sobbed in a low voice. Suddenly she seemed to remember something, and panicked.
He took out a newspaper from his pocket and held it up in front of him.
"That's him, sir, that's this boy!" Nikita seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw and explained desperately: "He was included in the 'Major Arcana Sequence' by Arcana, and is this year's 'World'
!There must be something wrong with him!"
It can be seen that Banshee has read this newspaper many times. The originally smooth paper is covered with small wrinkles and feels soft, as if the fibers inside have been crushed.
The captain of the Mist lowered his head and looked at the boy in the newspaper who gave an acceptance speech at the opening ceremony without saying a word.
a long time.
He then spoke and asked softly: "Do you know why we sent you to First University?"
The banshee was stunned for a moment, thinking hard, and finally answered very cautiously: "Is it to test whether the principal is in the school?"
"Whether that old man stays in school or not has nothing to do with us." The captain chuckled: "We are children of the sea. As long as that old man is not hiding on my boat, it doesn't matter where he is."
The banshee lowered her head and continued to think hard, but she did not dare to guess casually.
The captain of the Mist didn't waste his time. He paused and explained directly: "It's because of a tree."
"A tree?" The banshee's expression became more and more confused.
"Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with you." The captain seemed to be interested and explained eloquently: "The child you brought on board, remember, as a 'sacrifice', her weight is slightly
It’s not enough, not to mention she is still a half-blood demon..."
Nikita's heart twitched, and an uncontrollable feeling of sadness spread from the bottom of her heart.
Zhou Zhou, the little guy who trusted him, the little guy who whispered and encouraged him, the little guy who accompanied him to escape half the world.
She couldn't help but reached out and grabbed her arm, holding it tightly.
Now, they are one.
When she came to her senses, the captain of the Mist was still talking endlessly about their plan, the plan of their four sea monsters.
"...Although that little guy is not qualified as a sacrifice, he is very, very qualified as a gift." The captain said, and the speed of his speech suddenly became a little faster: "You know the Black Prison, right?"
The banshee nodded subconsciously. Zhou Zhou's mother worked as a guard in the Black Prison, and it was with the help of this relationship that she entered the captain's cabin of the Mist.
"There is a very, very interesting scene in that little guy's memory." After saying this, the captain paused for a few seconds before repeating in a meaningful tone: "It is very, very interesting... In the dark prison, there is
A tree...a very old, very old tree is in bloom."
After hearing this, Nikita finally couldn't contain the shock in his heart, raised his head and looked at the captain of the Mist.
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