"No? Master? Did you drink secretly again?" Ella looked at Dast with some reproach, "As I said, I have pulled out the staff of Quelaqiri, and this island is out of control. Got it!"
"He could predict that you, King of Sweden, would come to this island. Could it be that he couldn't predict that the staff would be pulled out by you, King of Sweden?" Dast spread his hands, "Even if he didn't predict it, he should know it by now, right? Everyone They say he has so many magical powers, so it’s not too much to ask him to come over and save us, right?”
Ella was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what was happening. She turned around and asked the savage who was following him: "Did Master Querakili anticipate this situation and tell you something?"
The savage patted his head in sudden realization: "So, before going to sea, Master Querachri did prepare something for me that can only be opened in times of crisis. I will go back and look for it right now!"
With that said, he ran back to the cliff and climbed back up the ladder. The savage's posture when climbing the ladder was very strange. He often reached the upper rung of the ladder with his hands before his feet even stepped on it. He was said to be climbing the ladder, but half of it was carried up by his strong arms.
"Did you really leave anything behind?"
Looking at the savage's leaving figure, Ella whispered, then turned to ask Dast:
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing. The attitude of those Aztlan people makes me a little unhappy. They talk so much about Querachri and they habitually want to test how capable he is." Dast said , "But, King of Sweden, what are you thinking about? Look at your previous reaction. It seems that you are a little dismissive of that Querakiri. Do you think he is a liar?"
Ella shook her head.
"Perhaps Master Querakiri is really a powerful magician. I don't know magic, so I can't say. However, I have seen too many powerful magicians and I have no interest in him."
A strong wind roared from the south. Although it was difficult to see the full picture of the giant beast, people could still feel that the island was moving rapidly towards the south with this wind.
"Such magic is indeed amazing... However, Master Querakiri will not be the opponent of the apostle and the Son of God. This is what my intuition tells me."
In the strong wind, Ella sighed helplessly.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Instead of trusting that Master Querakiri, let's continue to discuss possible methods. Dust, please give me a more practical idea."
"Actually, I think it's better to just let the boat stay here for a few days. This can also kill the maggots on the bottom of the boat." Dast chuckled, "Besides, I think instead of thinking about how to get the boat off the cliff, If we go down, we might as well find a way to make this big turtle sink down. No matter how big it is, it's just an animal, don't you think?"
"Having said that, I also came up with an idea!" Amy raised her hand excitedly. "I have seen people riding a mule and hanging a piece of fruit in front of the mule with a rope. The mule just wanted to eat the fruit. Keep going. Maybe we can use this method to make the big turtle swim directly towards Vinland?"
"Well...well...well...compared to using fruit..." Ella began to scan Amy up and down, "Would it be more effective to use Aphrodite's protection?"
"I refuse! Your Majesty! I refuse!"
The discussion went on like this. The five members of the staff team and Ella were thinking in an unconstrained way. Better solutions have been proposed one after another, but which of them should be adopted is still a topic worth discussing.
Until a noise came from the top of the cliff, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
Ella was worried that the people of Lübeck would be eaten by the Aztlans, so she hurriedly climbed back to the camp along the ladder. But he saw the savage standing in front of everyone with wounds all over his body, raising a brass pot high in his hand:
"I dug through the rubble and went back to the cave to find it. I was almost crushed in the cave when I came out!"
The savage was panting, but somewhat proudly recounting his experience.
"This is something that Master Querakili gave me before we went to sea. He told me to open it only when we are in danger. Now we are saved!"
The Aztlan people burst into cheers, and even Tzozomoc's face was filled with joy. It can be seen that they greatly admire Master Querakiri.
"So, what's inside this?" Ella urged, "Open it and let me see."
The savage nodded, unscrewed the lid of the brass pot, and poured out a gold ring engraved with strange writing, a roll of unwritten kraft paper, and a small, ordinary-looking stone.
Along with these things, there was a letter poured out. The material was different from kraft paper at first glance, and seemed to be made of tree bark.
"So, my dear disciple, I don't know what made you decide to open this brass pot. After all, the predictions obtained by divination are always so vague. But I guess it is not that McGranika intends to resist my magic. , it was my staff that was pulled out for some reason, right?"
At the beginning of the letter, the writer pinpoints the current incident. This surprised Ella.
"But don't worry, I have made the appropriate preparations. Turn the letter to the second page, and I will tell you how to use the cowhide roll and the ring. You can rely on your own strength to tame McGranika; if you If you don’t trust your own strength, you can also turn to the third page of the letter, where the method of using the small stones is recorded. Through it, you don’t have to do anything, and I can settle everything for you.”
"Tame McGranika by myself?" The savage shook his head and turned to the third page of the letter. There were only two lines written there: "Throw it hard into the sea, and then you can expect my strength."
Without thinking, the savage grabbed the stone and threw it into the sea. The moment the stone touched the sea, its surface suddenly lit up with a light that Ella was familiar with——
"The Philosopher's Vessel?"
A sudden sharp song forcefully stopped Ella's thoughts. The moment the stone glowed, this sourceless song enveloped the entire island. It stimulates everyone's eardrums with the same volume. The singing is pretty melodious, but it makes one's hair stand on end, one's eyes turn red, and one can't help but want to tear his skin with his nails. Many people tore off their clothes and stuffed them into their ears, trying to block the singing, but the singing seemed to have penetrated directly into the nerves and still resounded clearly in everyone's minds!
Just when people were about to go crazy because of the singing, the light disappeared and the singing stopped abruptly. The wind sounded vaguely, mixed with several equally vague bird calls.
The savage shook his head that was swollen from the singing. When he looked at the third page again, the words on it had completely changed:
"Don't be superstitious about me, my dear disciple. Now, turn back to the second page of the letter. As mentioned on the first page, it describes the method of taming Magranika. If you want to control Magranika, start from From the beginning, you just have to practice it yourself.”
(End of chapter)
