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Chapter 4 The Mayflower

Strait of Dover,

It is located between Britain and France, connects the island of Great Britain and the European continent from east to west, and runs through the North Sea and the Atlantic Ocean from north to south. It is a famous transportation artery.

The unique geographical location also makes the Strait of Dover one of the seaways with the largest cargo volume in the world. Similarly, the Port of Dover is also the busiest port in the UK.

As dusk approaches, the sun is no longer dazzling, and there are layers of flaming clouds on the horizon, which are extremely gorgeous, and the sea surface is also sparkling.

The seaport is still busy, with more than a hundred piers lined up on the waterfront, and countless ships from all over the world are moored in the port, loading and unloading goods continuously.

A blond boy was carrying a black suitcase, standing in the crowd, listening to the tour guide's introduction.

The tour guides were paid by the tourists, but no one stopped the young man's obvious behavior of listening, because he was too handsome... Several rich women frequently made secret glances.

The more enthusiastic one was a priest, but when he was passing by a pier, he was "accidentally" kicked into the sea by the fierce rich women.

A female tour guide with a Welsh accent, shaking a stick with a frilly orange pompom hanging on it, led the tourists like a nest of ducklings to a monument.

"After the evacuation of Dunkirk, the British Expeditionary Force landed at Dover Port. This is a monument erected to commemorate this great victory!"

The tour guide shouted with professional enthusiasm, and at the same time raised the pompom in her hand, attracting everyone's attention to look at the monument.

The Dunkirk defeat... ahem, the topic of the Great Retreat did not arouse the hatred of the Germans among the group of British tourists, nor the discussion of the Führer's sudden order to ban the attack.

Instead, they enthusiastically discussed the French army that had retreated from Dunkirk together.

"At that time, there were still 40,000 French troops who had no time to evacuate, and they were all captured...even 40,000 pigs, the German army could not capture them all in three days and three nights, and they surrendered like this...incompetent!"

"So, the French always get the most votes at the United Nations because they always raise their hands..."

The British are the originators of breast-feeding. Other countries are just trying to follow the trend. They are already a national movement... So, everyone started breast-feeding in a hurry, and the air was suddenly filled with joy.

The female tour guide led the tourists towards the next scenic spot, but the blond boy did not follow, which disappointed the rich women.

They blamed the priest. Not long after he climbed out of the water, he was kicked into the sea again.

Luofu carried the box and walked towards an open square. In the corner, there was a strange bronze sculpture. The nameplate below read:

"Merlin and King Arthur".

The sculpture depicts Merlin and King Arthur, both naked and struggling with each other.

Merlin lifted King Arthur up and down, preparing for a crotch strike;

King Arthur, on the other hand, was holding Merlin's root tightly, and he was wielding a sword in the stone in his hand, as if he was going to use it to cut Merlin's life away forever.

Hey, what kind of bizarre theme is this, and why is the shape so scorching?

In front of the statue, there was a member of the British Coast Guard standing. He stared at the statue with a strange expression, and reached out to touch King Arthur's exaggerated pectoralis major.

But nothing happened.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man walking towards him, looking at him with strange eyes. The guard quickly retracted his hand and stammered:

"Don't get me wrong...I'm just...just...wiping dust."

Rolf raised his eyebrows.

"Okay," the guard hesitated for a moment, glanced around, and asked in a low voice, "Did you just see a group of strangely dressed people walking this way, but after touching the statue, they seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

"

"Really?" Luofu shook his head and said, "I didn't see it."

The guard showed an expression that said, "I am really drunk." He rubbed his eyes, frowned and said, "Strange, I saw it clearly, and I can't drink fake wine."

At this moment, a Latino wizard suddenly appeared. He pointed his wand at the guard and said loudly: "Forget everything!"

Immediately, the guard's eyes became distracted, his brows relaxed, and there was a dazed look on his face. He shook his head, and then slowly walked away.

"This is the tenth time this week." The Latino wizard complained: "The entrance should not be placed in such an ugly statue."

Rolf narrowed his eyes and noticed that there was a small radio hanging on the wizard's wrist. He was listening to the wizard's program, which was about the trial between Peter and Black earlier.

The Latino wizard was obviously fishing while at work. He blocked the radio with his sleeve, glanced at Rove sideways, and asked: "Are you going to take a boat?"

"That's right." Luofu took out a blue ferry ticket from his pocket and handed it over.

The Latino wizard checked the ticket and listened to the radio. "No problem with the ticket...Wait, Rolf Scamander?"

"What a familiar name." The man muttered, "I seem to have heard it somewhere."

At this moment, cheers were faintly heard from the radio, and the host shouted in a London accent:

"Mr. Rolf Scamander captured Peter and saved an innocent soul!"

The guard looked at Luo Fe with wide eyes. This couldn't be the same name, could it?

"It's just the same name." When Luo Fu saw another group of wizards gathered around him, he quickly picked up the ticket, reached out to touch the statue, and disappeared into the air.

When the boy opened his eyes again, he found that he had appeared at a large pier.

Far away on the seashore, a three-masted sailboat with a deep draft and a hull covered in tar was moored.

The ship in the style of the Age of Discovery was gorgeous and majestic, with a black gold hull. The bow looked like a lion raising its front paws, and the words "Mayflower" were written on the stern.

Luo Fu stood on the shore, looking at the magic ship that had been in operation for nearly four hundred years, and was filled with admiration.

He just likes this kind of old antique. I wonder if Sirius can buy it?

On the deck, there were a group of passengers admiring the flaming clouds while waiting for the Mayflower to set sail.

A six or seven-year-old silver-haired girl stuck her butt out and stared at the seagull eating bread crumbs on the deck.

She remained motionless like a wooden figure watching the seagulls for ten minutes, like a patient hunter. Even her sister was driven away by her!

The little girl realized that the opportunity was good, she suddenly rushed over, moving like a rabbit, extremely fast, she was fast, she was faster, she...

He stepped on crumbs of bread, his feet slipped, and he stumbled, hitting the side of the boat.

The seagulls instantly flew up and circled in the sky, making mocking cries.

Just as her head was about to hit the board hard, the little girl closed her eyes tightly. Suddenly her magic rioted, her figure floated, and flew past the side of the ship...

The little girl opened her eyes in horror and found herself floating in mid-air. She was stunned and fell downwards the next moment.

Plop!

Water splashes everywhere!

Luo Fu stood on the shore and was admiring the words "Mayflower" when he heard the sound of water splashing in his ears.

"..."





(It's a little late, sorry, Chapter 2 will be tomorrow at noon.)


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