[Yes, I thought the initial crusade against the Third Woe was sloppy.]
[Even if they sacrifice themselves for it?]
[That’s right. Don’t you understand, Claire? That is the most powerful force we can muster, but it is like a moth, fluttering into a burning bonfire in vain.]
[Do you think so? Mr. Gomes, first of all, thank you for being a guest on the radio, but I cannot agree with your theory. I, and everyone on the Lennon Islands, think they are heroes.]
[Heroes? I think they are just a bunch of... a bunch of idiots. *sneers*]
[Oh my god... Mr. Gomes, how could you say such a thing... *Footsteps*]
[Wow... *noisy shouting* Did you hear that, Mr. Gomes? Neighboring residents are protesting your remarks.]
[Whatever they say, I stick to my point of view.]
[Okay, can you tell me the reason? Otherwise I feel...you will be thrown by the audience after you walk out *wry laughter*]
[That's not important. But of course I will tell you the reason. They could have used less harmful methods to contact the third plague, instead of rushing in like this.]
[We do this because we have no time. We have all seen the harm of the third disaster. It is annihilating the future of our humanity. In just ten minutes, the principality lost hundreds of children!* shouted excitedly
Voice*】
[You still don’t understand... *sigh* Claire, look around, what are we left with now? A mad king dragged all the men to the battlefield and the war failed. Do you think this country has a future? 】
【Can……】
[The most important thing is that they failed. If the Third Scourge disappeared, we solved the big trouble, and we maintained our strength. Now what? We didn't solve the big trouble, and we lost our strength, and only had a few pieces of information that were completely unworthy!*
Shout*]
[*Rapid breathing* The only smart thing about them is the shelter plan... they left a fire. Even if all of us on the ground die, humans will not become extinct. When they leave, this will still be our territory...
…]
"This is our territory..."
In the captain's cabin of the Old Gentleman, Manik Pa repeated the words of the annoying guy on the radio, gently touched the rudder that had a corner broken off, and murmured in a low voice: "Old guy, are you ready?"
The crisp boots stamped on the deck from far to near, and the young and handsome first mate walked into the captain's cabin, chest straight: "Captain Manik, we can leave the port!"
Manik Pa picked up the captain's hat on the rudder and put it on his head. He turned back to the determined and confident first mate and said: "Tell the sailors to raise the sail!"
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The Old Gentleman slowly sailed out from the port shipyard. During the half-day of mobilizing the crew, the Old Gentleman was simply coated with a layer of waterproof paint, which would allow this outdated antique to sail on the sea for a while longer.
At this moment, Manik Pa suddenly heard cheers in the captain's cabin.
He looked to the left. The port was crowded with people. They were waving ribbons and shouting something, gathering into a vast noise in the sky.
The sailors on the deck stopped one after another, burning emotions flowing through their veins.
Manik Paar never got this kind of treatment.
Every time the Old Gentleman sailed when she was young, there were only cold guards and sad farewell family members at the port, because they knew that the ship would sail into the flames of war.
But this time... it carries people's hopes.
"This ending is much better than staying in a museum and getting moldy... isn't it, old man?" Manik Pa said softly.
The cheering figures on the port gradually faded away, and two cruise ships followed, one on the left and one on the right to escort.
The excited Chuangyuanmen couldn't wait to do something, so they aimed at the old deck.
Manik Pa in the captain's cabin witnessed everything and did not stop their meaningless actions. After all, they had to sail at sea for three days, so these guys had to find something to do.
The first mate quickly returned to the captain's cabin, still standing as straight as a javelin.
"Is it just us?" Manik Pa asked, looking at the endless dark ocean ahead.
"Your old friend Captain Wolf is also here. He sailed from Queen's Harbor in the morning."
"Why earlier than me?" Manik Pa frowned and said, the wolf was his friend and mostly his opponent.
Before the war was completely over, he and Cang Lang belonged to different forces, and they had disguised themselves as pirates to rob each other's ships. Until the war was completely mediated, the warships were put into museums.
That damn guy Cang Lang bought the boat with the money he saved and maintained it all the time, so he set off first.
Of course Manik Pa knew, he was just unhappy.
The first mate changed the subject: "There are no warships on the east coast of the Main Familiar Continent, so they didn't have time to rush over. Counting the small warship in the deserted land, we only have three ships available."
"It's enough, the quantity has no meaning to it." Manik Pa said, realizing that the young first officer seemed to want to say something. "Do you have something to say?"
The young first mate stood up straighter again: "Why don't we move the cannons to the ironclads, they are stronger!"
"We don't have time to calibrate the artillery, and on the Old Gentleman, my experience has not been used yet." Manik Pa said. "Compared to this, can the river channel in the desert allow us to get closer to it?"
…
"Back off! Back off!"
Old Hans yelled at the workers, grabbed a greedy guy who was still shoveling soil, and quickly retreated to the shore.
As soon as they retreated, cracks appeared in the thin earth wall, deformed, and was suddenly washed away by the sea water on the other side.
The seawater surges along the low old river into the desolate land.
The cheers of the workers were masked by the sound of huge water flow.
Kellan Fast stood on a mound not far away, watching quietly.
They spent two days digging out the old river channel to avoid diversion around the oasis.
A steady stream of sea water washes away the river, taking away sand and mud from the bottom and edges. The three warships arriving tomorrow will be able to sail directly from the river into the interior of the deserted land, and arrive less than one mile away from the main body of the Time of Silence.
At this time, the sudden ringing of the bell interrupted people's celebration, and the time of silence fell again.
After a brief period of noise, people suppressed their inner emotions and stopped moving beside the river to remain quiet.
They were already familiar with the Time of Silence. So when the Time of Silence quietly retreated after ten minutes, no one disappeared.
But the excitement of the people beside the river had long since cooled down. They put on their clothes in silence, ignored the river that they had been staring at for more than ten minutes, and returned to the town.
Next, they still have many things to do, such as checking every section of the river to ensure that the warship will not be blocked somewhere.
"Inform the remaining members of the coalition and we will also go to help." Kellan Fast said to the exorcist who was already his assistant.
"us?"
"Well, this is our last chance to deal with the Hour of Silence."
