Before Plissen could react, the four-sided dice, one of the mission rewards, fell into Nuo Ling's hands.
"Your hands are too fast." Plisson looked at the only cloak and piece of legendary magic energy left on the ground with a rather helpless expression, "If you want to throw it, I won't give it to you."
"Su, wait for my good news." Nuo Ling seemed not to have heard Pleasant's words. He waved to Pleasant and then disappeared immediately.
Pleasant, who stayed on the deck, shook his head, then turned on God, and looked at the random extraordinary object on the ground with his root eyes.
【Dark Curtain Cloak】
Introduction: A bucket made of ghost wolf skin, combined with extraordinary power, can make the wearer completely blend into the black in the dark, achieving the effect of "invisibility".
"A bucket made from the fur of a first-level legendary creature. This can be considered a more useful extraordinary item." Plisson collected the cloak on the ground and the legendary magic stone, then turned around and continued. He looked at the little crow hiding in the corner holding his head.
"No, why are you doing this? Is this some kind of performance art?" Plisson was particularly confused by Moya's current behavior.
"Ship, has he left?" Moya whispered.
"He? Is that the white-haired old woman you were talking about just now?"
"Yeah." Moya nodded, covering his head with his wings.
"It's time to go. She ran to roll the dice and is not on the ship now."
"Really? That's good." Moya turned around cautiously and lowered her wings.
"Are you afraid... of Him?" Plisson asked tentatively.
Moya looked around carefully and found that there was no trace of Nuo Ling. Then she changed from a crow to the original elf girl model and nodded aggrievedly.
"Why are you afraid of her? I think although she can be fierce sometimes, she doesn't seem to bite."
"He has the divine aura of the Fourth Divine Kingdom in his body. He should be a god belonging to the Fourth Divine Kingdom. He has an extremely high status. He may not even be an ordinary god's descendant, but an... old god. ." Moya's body trembled slightly, as if she was still afraid of something, "And the soul-like Holy Tree Elves are a relatively high-quality tonic for these old gods who do not belong to this era and are getting weaker day by day."
"The old god is still alive, and she's a bit of a nuisance. No wonder you're so afraid of her."
"Yeah." Moya squatted on the ground and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Don't worry, Xiaojia, you have the Law of Eden Stone in you. I can't digest such an advanced game at this stage, so I won't eat you now." Nuo Ling's figure suddenly appeared again. He walked onto the deck of the Black Crow and lightly said a few words.
Although Nuo Ling's original intention was to say that she would not do anything to Moya, she obviously underestimated the impact of her sudden appearance on Moya.
As a holy tree spirit, Moya possesses extremely strong soul vision. Without any obstruction, he can even see some of the true images existing in the mythical realm. In other words, the Nuo she saw in her sight was no longer the girl with white hair and red eyes...
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"Wow~wuwuwu." Moya hugged her with her hands, curled her body up, and cried.
"Look, you scared the child."
"I didn't know she was so timid." Nuo Ling spread his hands helplessly.
"Yes, what did you roll on the four-sided dice?"
"4, what, good luck." Nuo Ling's expression looked slightly satisfied.
"Seven plus 4 equals 1, a useless whiteboard number."
"...It's better than rolling 1 every time."
"Forget it, let's not discuss the issue of dice and steps with you for now." Plisson glanced at Nuo and then at Mo, who was covering his head in the corner. "Why don't you stay away from this little guy? If she stays here all the time, she will probably be depressed, and I still expect her to sail the boat for me."
"...Okay." Nuo Ling shrugged in displeasure, and then disappeared on the ship.
"Don't cry, don't cry, He's gone." Plisson comforted Moya by touching her head.
"...He will come back." Moya said pitifully.
"...Then I'll put you back at the head office so you won't see her." Plisson looked dark, and it looked like he would be able to sail the boat again soon.
Moya stopped crying immediately, and looked at Pleasant expectantly with her beautiful black eyes.
"Really?"
"Yes, but you have to wait for a while." Pleasant looked away evasively, but this was not because he was talking. After all, he usually told lies more often than he told the truth. His words were more sincere, just because he really couldn't accept the eyes of others full of trust and expectation.
Moya folded his hands and sat obediently on the deck, his eyes revealing his complete trust in Plissen.
"I'll call it out for you right away." Pleasant's body began to disappear in the core space, and he returned to the beach of Geffen Island.
Onai next to him covered Plisson's head and looked like he was soundly asleep.
Following Plisson's thought, the entire Black Crow suddenly landed on the seaside next to the beach. The splashing seawater not only splashed him, but also directly woke up Onai, who was sleeping next to him.
"This is nothing." Plisson muttered as he pulled the sleepy and confused Onai up.
"Ship, what's wrong?" Onai, who woke up from his sleep, asked Plisson with confusion on his face.
"Nothing, just getting ready to set sail again." Plisson showed a kind smile towards Onai, "Maybe you should make the right choice."
"The location of our next voyage will be very dangerous and dangerous. With my current strength, I cannot completely guarantee your safety. Besides, I don't want a situation like today to happen again. So have you thought clearly? "
"Captain? What did you say? What should I think clearly?" Onai tilted his head, and his fair face seemed to be filled with question marks.
"Make a right choice for yourself. Maybe I should have explained this matter to you in detail earlier."
"You have two choices. One is to follow me, a failed captain, to find a treasure that may not exist in the dangerous Inriges."
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"The second is to find a safe port city nearby. I will give you a small sum of money to thank you for your help and treatment. From now on, we will go our separate ways and we will never have anything to do with each other. The troubles involved in me will not be found. Your head, you can use the money I give you to do what you want to do with peace of mind, such as fulfilling your dreams."
"Ship, you know my dream." Onai pulled Pleasant's clothes and his voice gradually weakened.
"My child, there is a real difference between dreams and fantasies. I am just a passing person in your life. I can't give you much help. You are young, talented, and have a long road ahead. Focus on your current life. Maybe it will be more important." Pleasant said in a relaxed tone as much as possible. Although he was a little hurt in his heart, he had to make it clear about this aspect.
After all, he never wanted anyone to lose their life because of him.
"I see......"
"As long as you understand..." Pleasant sighed softly. He recalled his feelings of wandering alone in Norton five years ago. Perhaps in some ways, loneliness is more suitable for someone like him. people.
"I understand, so I will continue to follow you, Captain." Onai firmly grabbed Plisson's clothes and said very seriously.
Pleasant didn't know how to respond at this time: "No, have you figured it out? It's dangerous to be with me."
"Captain, you can protect me, I trust you."
Pleasant's head is really a bit thick now. He actually hopes that Onai can leave him. Although it will be a bit uncomfortable, in terms of safety, he can leave.
My own Onai will obviously develop better with his outstanding magic talent.
"Ah, I'm actually quite useless. Don't have high expectations for me." Plissen's words seemed to be stuck in his throat. He held it in for a long time before he said such a meaningless sentence.
"Ship, you are a good person worthy of reliance and trust." Onai hugged Pleasant's chest and looked up at Pleasant's, his eyes full of sincere affection, "Don't chase me away, okay?" "
"Can you please let go of your hands first?" Pleasant lifted his flabby waist. He felt very insecure at the moment.
"No, let go and you'll get rid of me."
"Let go, I will definitely not do this."
"I can't say for sure."
"...Didn't you just say that I am trustworthy?"
"People are fickle."
"I remember I taught you this sentence."
"That's why these words are trustworthy."
The concept of stealing classics is represented by the old Chinese class
"Let go first. I'll take you on the boat and walk to the head office together." Plissen felt helpless.
"Don't let go," Onai said firmly.
"Why?"
"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing? Maybe you are trying to trick people."
"Then I won't get on the boat, nor will I stop here. What do you think we should do next? You hold mine, and then I pull you onto the boat?"
"I think this method is pretty good."
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Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
