"Shepherd? I know." Naruf interjected casually.
The billion-year-old captain was ready to change the topic and tell a joke. Then he turned around and saw four eyes staring at him intently.
"You still want to hear about the shepherd?" He was a little embarrassed.
Isaac and Diavolo nodded at the same time.
"Hey. This is difficult to handle. I don't know much." Naruf was lost in thought and scratched his hair. "My first mate often talks about it, but I don't really listen. He is too smart. , sometimes I really don’t know what he is talking about. Especially when his three heads are fighting to speak. He really doesn’t understand..."
He glanced at their expressions and quickly continued, "Don't worry. Don't worry! Friends, let me think about it! Let me think about it!"
Icha nodded at him.
Naruf thought hard for a while, and then he looked as if he was heartbroken and ashamed - as if someone had just saved your life thousands of miles away and asked you for money to take a carriage home, and then you found out that you didn't bring any money, " I don’t have much of an impression.”
"But! But!"
Just as Icha was about to say it didn't matter, Naruf raised a hand to save the situation, "I can remember him mentioning it when he was casting spells in those days. Many times."
"What days?"
"The days when the sea was full of salty wind. Before I died." Naruf wrinkled his nose and immediately fell into the unpleasant memories, "The days when he said something was going to happen. He applied a lot of There are usually not so many sub-spells."
"Say what? What is the spell about?"
"Luck." The captain answered simply this time, "The spell to summon luck. Rose-colored. I remember it very clearly. He is the only one on the Suffocating Night who can do it. Hey! I should have known to ask him more."
Now there are no demons left to think about. "Luck" is also one of the topics that he feels is too difficult to control and has not been studied in depth.
"So, your first mate foresaw the impending misfortune and summoned luck for you. Is that so?" He retracted his thoughts and tried to speculate on the situation.
"No." Naruf shook his head. "The purpose of summoning luck is for the 'Shepherd'. He said that the 'Shepherd' needs luck. When I think about it...I'm sorry, that's all I remember. By the way. Also, the whole boat was turned into Rose-colored."
"Why?"
“Rose is the color of luck.”
Icha sighed. "I mean... 'Shepherds need luck' for what?"
"I don't know." Naruf patted his head and made a gesture of pouring water out of his ears. He said apologetically, "I really don't know anything else. I died too early. I don't know how my first mate is doing now... …”
The captain put a hand to his chin, murmuring under his breath about first mates, three heads, roses and cleaning the decks, and Diavolo looked at him blankly.
Yi Cha thought about what he said.
There was already a lot of information told by Naruf.
A very important thing is that there was a saying of "shepherd" in Naruf's time. Already known to some demons.
But some key logic is not connected.
For example, what exactly was the "misfortune" that the first officer of the Suffocation Night saw?
Why do "shepherds" need luck?
besides.
Why did the first mate summon luck to the "shepherd"? Was the summons successful? Is it useful? What happened next?
Do these have anything to do with what the "shepherds" in the doomsday prophecies should do?
There are many questions.
There’s a lot to figure out…
"Boss." Diavolo pulled his arm and lifted the empty cage with his other hand.
He came to his senses.
Too.
This information will not change the status quo.
The most important thing now is to go back and capture the shadow. Maybe this dark shadow can provide them with one or two of the answers.
…
…
Yi Cha calmed down and thought about the specific plan.
Diavolo is not affected by mirrors, possibly because her form cannot be "reflected".
But that dark shadow can contaminate her.
The black shadow had already entered the mirror. If she entered rashly now, it would be troublesome for it to be reflected in the mirror for a second time. He didn't have that many lives to go back and forth in Gamenity and die again and again.
"Take me to the door." He said to Diavolo as he thought about it.
He needs to go into the "mirror room" alone.
"No." The girl unexpectedly rejected the plan, "I can only go where I can see."
It was a bit unexpected, but Yi Cha quickly understood what she meant.
Hellspawn should only be able to teleport to places that her peculiar vision can reach. The picture he saw in that field of vision just now occupies only a quarter of the total area of the mirror room, and it is all inside. She shouldn't be able to take him directly to the door of the mirror room, which is out of sight.
"fine."
He took the empty whip cage from Diablo's hand, started thinking again, and walked into the "mine".
It is said to be a hole, but in fact, apart from looking a bit bare, this place is surprisingly spacious and regular.
A wavy path extends downward, and the Yin Iron knots are regularly formed on both sides of the vertical and terrifying cave walls, like many huge and poisonous raspberries - this awkward neatness should come from the preset operating rules of the mechanism. .
Yi Cha shook the cage into a whip again, aimed and swung it, and the front end of the whip rolled off a piece of yin iron that was sizzling with black spots. He held it in his hand while keeping a little distance, weighed it, and felt the weight and feel.
It seems like I have to take some risks again.
I need some luck right now. he thinks.
He walked back around and thought about it again. Feel ready.
"Wait for me here." He said to Naruf who was pacing, mumbling something while checking his body.
"Waiting for you here." The captain made a gesture without turning back.
Diavolo stepped forward.
Echa stroked her head. "Can you count? Don't stop, count at a constant speed. You will need to time it yourself later."
The girl with horns was stunned for a moment, and then she started to crack her fingers smoothly
"Of course, boss! Look,&bsp&bsp,&bsp&bsp,&bsp&bsp&bsp&bsp,&bsp&bsp,&bsp&bsp,..."
Yi Cha didn't react for a while.
"Um?"
"Isn't that right?" Diavolo looked confused.
wrong……
Suddenly he realized what she was counting.
prime numbers.
These numbers are all prime numbers.
"Who taught you to count like this?" Although there were already many things to worry about at the moment, he was still interested in this matter.
"No one taught me." Diavolo tilted his head and thought for a while, "I just thought it should be like this."
",,,,,,,,,,..." She started counting by herself.
Take a look at the girl.
No one taught her to count like this... she just relied on her intuition...
The Children of Chaos are the children of Hell. he knows.
Hell prefers prime numbers?
Could this be related to some laws of Chaos Hell...
"Oh, maybe this can bring luck!" Naruf laughed casually from a distance.
to check him out. The old captain had a relaxed expression on his face, as if he really said it casually.
Lucky……
"Okay. Then count according to what you are used to."
He remembered everything in his heart, refocused his thoughts on the current matter, and said to Diavolo, "Do as I say in a moment."
