In the minds of the residents of Outport, the church on Cape Ratest was abandoned by its followers many years ago.
Those dilapidated high walls with a mysterious religious style now stand on the dark rocks of the sea cliff. The courtyard is deserted, with only a few unloved icons standing, and beggars and tramps from the harbor hiding.
As a result, this place turned into a den of thieves and a hiding place for filth and evil.
The high-ranking officials were very dissatisfied with this 'den of thieves', and successive consuls were unwilling to allocate a few coins from the city's treasury to completely renovate this place. The port guards also tacitly allocated it to their defense zone.
Over time, it seems that all the sins of Gula are gathered here, and ordinary people will not easily approach this place.
But the situation changed a few months ago. A group of knights claiming to be the God of Crows and Storms came here. After getting the permission of the Archon, they captured the temple and claimed to have recovered this place.
.Although these knights made this place also heavily guarded, and others were still unable to approach this place after that, everything was finally different from before.
Outerport residents only occasionally talked about where the beggars and tramps ended up.
People tend to agree on this. The Gray Knights are indifferent and ruthless. Therefore, most of those people went to the dark dungeons under the temple. But not many people would sympathize with these people.
In the church, the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed in the quiet corridor.
The long corridor passes through a row of tall rose arch windows, which the Gray Knights call the Aisle of Atonement, which leads to the inner hall at the back and the resting place for the monks.
Outside the arched window is the dark sky and sea, in the depths before dawn, without a trace of starlight.
The owner of the footsteps stopped and suddenly looked at the figure appearing in front of him.
The figure seemed to be a slanted silhouette, extending from the statue in front of the arched window and falling diagonally on the wall on one side. A tall human figure gradually separated from the shadow and stood motionless in front of him.
, it was a gray robe, but there seemed to be nothing underneath, only two purple flames flickered.
The flame flickered and stared at him.
A shudder flashed through the heart of the owner of the footsteps, and he lowered his head slightly, "Everything is done. Although the target has been temporarily lost, the other party cannot escape... It's just... it still takes a little time."
A hollow voice came from under the robe. It was not high, but it produced a rumbling thunderous sound, echoing in the soul:
"Even through multiple universes, time is always scarce, even for eternity."
"I understand," the owner of the footsteps showed a look of awe on his face. Every time he experienced such a conversation, he couldn't help but surrender to such power and power - just like what those people said.
He hesitated and replied: "But..."
"Those people will come here." The voice interrupted him.
The owner of the footsteps raised his head and looked at the other person with some surprise: "Here?"
The flame flickered: "Yes, this is what 'he' told you."
"Him?" The owner of the footsteps suddenly reacted. He knew the existence above the four guardians of the Crow's Claw Temple: "The Holy Son?"
The shadow didn't answer, but silently acquiesced to the answer.
"But how did the Holy Son know?"
"Someone will tell him the answer. This game has been laid out a long time ago."
The owner of the footsteps had a look of disbelief on his face, as if he had realized something.
The purple flame burned quietly only in the darkness.
The owner of the footsteps looked at the twisted shadow and stood there for a while before asking: "How long can the Star Gate remain closed?"
"I will leave you enough time, but don't waste our strength-"
The owner of the footsteps nodded quickly: "I understand, we will make sure nothing goes wrong."
But after he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw that the flames flickered, but did not make a sound. He hesitated for a moment before replying: "...In addition, we have also suffered a lot..."
He paused and continued: "...the alliance's branches in El Paxin and Gula may be uprooted. The situation is different from other countries. They are very wary of external forces. At most, we can only
They can bribe some people, but it's basically to no avail... I'm afraid the alliance will be hit hard this time, and they may even propose a motion to change the rules... It's possible for them to change the rules on the game table..."
"Change the rules?"
"Yes," the owner of the footsteps nodded again: "...you can imagine that it is the empire, the Corin-Ithurian Alliance and Lotao, the Hill of Giant Trees and a number of large and small kingdoms.
The 'Stargate Project' was formed, but in this plan, there are actually only a few players who can change the rules of the game, and they are one of them..."
The hollow voice interrupted him quietly:
"No need to explain your inefficient and redundant systems to me."
The owner of the footsteps was stunned for a moment: "But..."
"It seems like you're still a little confused—"
The owner of the footsteps stopped and was silent for a moment before replying: "Yes, I don't quite understand why the other party is so important and worthy of us handing over this move? Is it for the Ring of Golden Flame? Or is it Cang Cang?
Glory? Or the Crown of Seawood, and the map on the obelisk? But these are not important to us. We can still get the legacy left by the Numelin elves without him."
The flickering flame watched him silently.
"You'll know the answer."
"But the answer will be revealed naturally after all this is over."
"That kid is in the center of this web."
The owner of the footsteps opened his mouth silently and looked at the other person in shock.
…
"Lonely boat?"
Canghai Guzhou withdrew his attention from the crystal in his hand, turned back and looked at his partner.
Qiao Li looked at him and frowned: "This is not the first time you have been distracted today. What's wrong?"
"I'm not distracted, Qiao Li," Canghai Guzhou shook his head. He looked at the crystal in his hand again: "I just received a message."
"News from the president?"
Canghai Guzhou nodded gently: "They are coming."
There was a glimmer of doubt in Qiao Li's eyes, but he was immediately relieved: "The empire's mission is over? It came back faster than I thought, but Yuechen's people have also lost their target now, and they came at a bad time."
"No, the situation on the empire's side is very complicated. Only some people have returned, and the others are still there, but that's enough," Canghai Guzhou replied: "It doesn't matter that the people on Yuechen's side have lost their goals.
, the latest information has been sent back, and we have learned the whereabouts of the other party."
"The latest information?" Jory looked at him with some surprise. Does the Jefflite Redcoat team have any other information channels? "Didn't they disappear in the Traveler Swamp? The abandoned mining area extends to
To the south of Egon Forest, which direction did they go? Elpahim? Doliphon?"
"neither."
Canghai Guzhou put down the crystal in his hand and gave the answer:
"Gula."
…
The eyes hidden in the darkness were quietly watching the separated figures in the distance.
After everyone left, the owner of the deep gaze slowly walked out of the alley; the middle-aged man with frost-stained temples only silently glanced at the direction in which the few people left, and thought for a moment.
After a moment's pause, he seemed to have made up his mind and strode forward. At the same time, he tugged on the collar of his dark coat with his hand - as if he was using this subconscious action to cover the dark gray tattoo on his neck.
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the majestic building in front of him - the product of the Fourteenth Year style and the golden age of alchemy - in that era a large number of outstanding master craftsmen and artists emerged, and this building
The town hall itself is nothing more than a replica.
There was a look of reminiscence in those gray eyes.
After countless hours of chasing and exploring the truth, I finally came to this place.
Just like then——
At this moment, we were in a forest more than ten miles away from Gula.
The Seven Seas Traveler was moored quietly in a clearing in the forest. It had furled its sails and the beautiful hull was hidden in the morning light. Compared with not long ago, there were a few more shocking bullet holes.
In the end, Yue Chen's people did not watch them slip away, and still sent out their own hunting fleet at the last moment, but this time they made the right bet - the Jade Fire hovered above the clouds, as if neutral.
The observers also never interfered.
It's just that the elite people still fought for time for the Seven Seas Traveler, but in the end Yuechen missed the best time window.
After fighting against those few Moondust caravels, they finally broke into Guy's mining area, and the souvenir left by the opponent for them during the confrontation were these cannonballs.
One of the shells almost broke the sternmast, and the other shot flew past the port side and took away half of the transverse sail. But what really caused the damage were the two shells that penetrated the hull, one of which was in the
After breaking through the left shield, it penetrated directly between the kitchen and the infirmary, took away the Papalar people's favorite grill, and almost hit the magic cabin.
Another shell penetrated into the utility room, then penetrated the ship plank on the other side and passed across it. This shell caused less damage, but damaged one of the forward ribs.
Fang Plover stood by the cedar forest, folding his hands and looking at his boat with some heartache.
Although Baggins and Luo Yu had assured him not long ago that this injury was nothing to the Seven Seas Traveler. It could be repaired and repaired before it could fly again. As long as it found a safe place and completely overhauled it,
It can be restored to its original state. But looking at the ship that he just acquired has become like this, he still feels a little guilty in his heart - this is the most precious asset of the Seven Seas Brigade.
Of course, he suspected that the elite woman chose not to take action because of his reply.
However, Fang Yu did not regret rejecting the other party's invitation.
This was his answer before, and it is still the same now——
No matter how big the current trouble is, it is not something that can be exchanged. The Seven Seas Traveler can be repaired if it breaks down, or even if it sinks, another one can be built.
But once the principle is lost, it is lost forever.
However, he did not complain about the elite people. On the contrary, although the cold lady did not take action, the Jade Fire still bought them precious time. Therefore, not only would he not complain, he would even be somewhat grateful to the other party - of course he felt deeply
You know full well that there is absolutely no need for the Jade Fire to be there.
Theoretically, he owed the other party a favor.
While he was thinking silently, suddenly a voice came from behind him:
"Ed," it was Alyssa's voice: "Have you figured out how to infiltrate Gula?"
He turned around and saw Miss Nightingale walking out of the woods. She went to explore the surroundings and found nothing unexpected. He thought for a moment and replied: "Hongye and the others have a way. She contacted them."
People in Gula City, they may be able to find a way for us to sneak into the city quietly."
"Does Tapolis have people in Gula?"
Fang Plover nodded.
While the two were talking, the others were getting ready to get off the boat one by one.
Fang Yu saw Saya and Hongye walking together from a distance, and behind them were the leaders of the Redeemed Party - Kweed and 'Grey Whistle' Blackbo.
In the battle not long ago, Jita and her team had already seen the level of the founder of the Redeemed. He was no less capable of fighting against several brigade members of the descendants of Flor, although that was only possible.
It's the opponent's youth training camp, but that's enough to explain the problem.
Moreover, the dragon's blood flowing in this man's body may come from Ms. Misu just like Dict.
Except for these people, almost everyone else will go to Gula with them, and only a few people will stay on the ship. After all, Gula Port is the largest port in the north, second only to El Pashin in Talon.
The small number of people scattered into this port city is simply not enough to see.
But what Fang Yu was surprised to see was that beside Saya and Hongye, he saw Sylvide, who was dressed lightly in battle.
The ship officer lady once again put on her gunner's explorer attire, a white shirt with a flower collar, overalls, a row of bullets hung on a belt, and the holsters on both sides contained a gift from Miss Scarpe.
Their magic weapon.
She carried a long gun, a small package, and a magic furnace on her back. She wore boots that were convenient for trekking in the wild. She was dressed in a smart and light outfit. The ship officer lady even wore her hair
Tie it up and tie it into a long ponytail behind your head with a leather rope.
It's not that Fang Yu had never seen the other party dressed like this before, but that was when he was in Dolifen. He was slightly startled and asked what the other party meant with his eyes.
Sylvide winked at him playfully, and the meaning in her eyes was obviously that she wanted to join them.
Fang Plover remained calm and only looked to the side of Saya.
"Miss Saya, have you contacted anyone in the city?"
Saya nodded: "They said they could help us find a way."
"What do they have in mind?"
"Gula Port was rebuilt many years ago, and part of the original sewers were abandoned. However, these passages can still lead to the city, and are now controlled by the local Shadow Brotherhood."
Fang Yu thought that he could meet such people everywhere. Smugglers seemed to be the most prosperous industry in Aitaria, but he still asked uneasily: "Do the guards in the city know?"
Is this true?"
"Of course the guards know," Hong Ye answered this time. She was obviously very familiar with these things: "But when they get benefits from the Brotherhood, they will turn a blind eye. Of course, this is not entirely the case.
If we were besieging the city, we would definitely not be able to enter through these passages."
She paused and then added: "But now it is well known that we are in Gray Tree Ridge, and it is impossible for the guards to guard against a few 'insignificant' people sneaking into the city."
Fang Yu knew it in his heart, but there was still a dozen miles between here and Gula Port. The Seven Seas Traveler could only hide here, and it would take more than half a day to walk there. It was best for them to leave as soon as possible.
He looked at Saya and asked, "Shall we leave now?"
Saya nodded lightly: "They will take us in in the evening, so we'd better arrive before then."
Fang Yu nodded, "Then let's go." He made a gesture, then walked to the side of the crowd, while calmly holding Sylvide's hand, pulling her to his side, and at the same time turned around
Go look at each other.
Sylvide smiled slightly, her face slightly pink: "Captain, you don't need to use such force, I won't run away."
Fang Yu glared at her angrily: "You want to go with us? Didn't I agree that you would wait for news on the boat?"
Sylvide blinked her eyes pretending to be innocent: "But according to Miss Saya, if there is someone in the city to take care of it, this business is actually very safe, right?"
But Fang Yu would not believe what his Miss Fox said, especially when she was smiling. He would probably have to be more careful. But he always felt that there was something in the other person's words. After thinking carefully for a while, he lowered his voice and asked: "You
Can’t trust the people of Tapolis?”
When he raised this question, he suddenly realized that his ship officer seemed very satisfied that she could discover this.
Her eyes narrowed with a hint of approval.
"Both Hongye and Miss Saya are trustworthy," Sylvide said with a smile, "But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the worst. Apart from you, I can't trust anyone."
Fang Yu stopped. He always trusted his ship officer: "If you think this is unreliable, we can find another way."
"No, it's too late," Sylvide shook her head: "I don't have any basis, it's just unnecessary worry. But if I were with you, maybe if there was an emergency, I could help the captain.
Sir, please think of a way."
Fang Yu glanced at her silently, thought for a moment, and acquiesced to the other party's willfulness.
But just when he was about to let go, Sylvester looked at him with a half-smile and said, "No need to let go, Captain, let me enjoy this feeling a little longer, okay?"
Fang Yu was stunned by these casual words. He looked at the other party, and although he did not speak, he silently squeezed the weak and boneless hand of the ship officer.
His face was slightly red, and he raised his head, just in time to see Miss Nightingale looking at this side with a bit of fun, and then gave him a thumbs up.