Box hugged the magic sword Gwendes and sat on the street steps with his knees bent, watching an elf girl not far away feeding the tall Aquin gray sloth with fruit. From time to time, she touched the latter's furry ears with her hands. It was a huge and docile creature with long claws, but not aggressive. It had gray mane, but it stretched from the ears to the eyes. There is a thin strip of brown hair from the muzzle. The Equin elves domesticated this creature as a beast of burden, and the two have been together for at least thousands of years.
Along the street are tall treehouses with curved branches and four-leaf clover magic lamps hanging from them. The night market is illuminated with bright lights and people coming and going. A variety of elf fruits are sold in the market not far away, with bright colors, and some boxes have never been seen before. He watched as merchants and elementalists froze them, packed them in crates, put them on ships, and shipped them across Corin-Ithurion.
"The night is beautiful."
Demon Sword Gwendes said. I don't know since when, it has been able to talk to the box, but other people can't hear its voice. It is more like an illusion - only when the box is in a trance, you can hear the sword talking to itself. And every time he came back to his senses and looked at the other person, he turned back into the cold thin sword with silver flowers engraved on the guard, motionless.
However, not every sentence will be responded to by the box. The boy sat there, staring at the port in a daze.
Helpless, Demon Sword Gwendes had to change the topic: "Elves actually don't like humans."
It began to lay out its arguments: "They were forced to ally with mortals. But immortal species will not empathize with mortals. When humans turned into a pile of withered bones, the elves still lived the same life day after day. You look at the mayfly , living and dying, I will only think that they are a group of wretches——"
"...Aren't you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?" Box replied intently.
"They live much longer than you!"
Box felt that his sword was a bit strange.
But he didn't tell anyone about it. It was his sword, not someone else's.
The magic sword Gwendes seduced: "I actually know some elven swordsmanship."
But the box was dismissive. "The elves' swordsmanship is flashy."
"Nonsense," the former was furious: "How dare you comment on others about your three-legged cat's swordsmanship?"
The box asked back: "What are you anxious about?"
Demon Sword Gwendes took a breath of air.
It asked, "Well, what about the swordsmanship of the Oshurs?"
I'm really interested in this box.
He looked towards his sword, but the rapier immediately returned to its ordinary appearance, motionless in his arms.
The scabbard of rock shark leather is very thick and dull. The box was thoughtful and rubbed the long cracks on it with his thumb.
At this time, he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw Parker on the mast. He waved vigorously in this direction and shouted: "...that guy asked you to get on the boat."
That guy is Fang Plover.
The Papalar had always had little respect for his captain.
Aboard the Seven Seas Traveler——
"Mr. Baggins," Jita was lying on the side of the ship, leaning out and looking down, "the captain asked you to come up first."
The boatswain was hanging on the ladder, holding a few nails in his mouth and banging the ship's planks with a claw hammer. After hearing this, he raised his head, grabbed the ladder three times and climbed up to the side of the ship. He spat out the iron nails, threw them into the tool box aside, and then asked:
"What's wrong with him, Captain?"
"The north wind is coming, and brother Ed wants to call everyone for a meeting."
"I understand," Baggins understood immediately, "I'll pack up first and I'll be there soon. Do you need my help to notify others?"
Miss Naturalist nodded, and the glasses frame slipped smoothly from the bridge of her slender nose. She quickly held it up with her hands and said: "... Luo Hao, and Sister Attila and the big cat man, Miss Siesta It should also be in the cabin below, in the boiler room. Could you please Mr. Baggins to inform them, and..."
She turned around and looked at Luo Yu, who was not far away.
The latter was closing the communication page, and the silver light quickly dimmed from the young man's dark eyes. He looked over silently, with some depression in his eyes.
Jita opened her mouth.
But at the moment I didn’t know what to say.
Didn't she know that Luo Yu was worried about family matters? As selectees from the same regiment, the two naturally had a closer relationship. He had said in private more than once that everything here was what he imagined. The world after the Star Gate.
Jita can completely understand that emotion, because she feels the same way.
That's every bit of the journey...
Since a very young age, I have only been interested in and longed for the world recorded in words and the profound knowledge in books. I have also been interested in the fights and killings, the entanglements of interests between people, the battles and conflicts between guilds. Calculation is not cool at all.
What she yearns for is the unique beauty of the world behind the Stargate, the books hidden in the deep and ancient library, the bizarre experiences, the joy extracted from every line of text, and the journey and footprints The magnificent scenery witnessed below.
But the family's requirements for her are actually far stricter than those of Luo Yu's family. She was very envious of the colorful childhoods enjoyed by her peers, but she only had countless exercises, training, and then joined the youth training camp. She was timid, but at the same time she was everyone's pride.
She has indeed never disappointed every look cast on her.
Stand out from your peers, get the best partner, win every competition, graduate from the training camp with excellent results, successfully enter the branch of the Rosary Crusaders, and become the only one in the Oak Knights. naturalist.
Finally, become the owner of Guriel's grimoire.
But……
What is your true intention?
What is the original intention of doing those things? It is just to become the person expected by others and to become a better self. She could hardly remember the last time she truly relaxed. Maybe she was looking at Fang Plover's back and envious of his free heart?
But she was timid inside.
He didn't even dare to mention this with other people, with Etila, Mr. Big Cat Man, and her leader.
Jita held her magic book. One side of the book was inlaid with four-color gems, and the copper frame was decorated with a silhouette of a girl. The girl lowered her head, her eyelashes were slender, and she held a symbol of light and ether in her hand. —That is what Karatu taught her, the source of magic and the magic of the magicians.
But what is the source of her confidence in the future?
Little Miss Scholar herself couldn’t explain clearly.
Baggins looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile.
He walked over and patted Luo Yu on the shoulder, "When I was young, I worked as an apprentice craftsman in the Tansnil area. My family's expectation for me was to join the craftsmen's association and have a stable career. My father, my father's father's generation, all lived this way when they got married and had children, and their lives were ordinary, but stable."
Luo Yu was slightly startled and subconsciously raised his head.
Jita also came back from her thoughts. She raised her head and listened curiously to the boatswain telling stories about her youth.
Baggins gently rubbed the tattoo on his arm, with a faint sparkle in his eyes - the boatswain remembered his youth, but he had seen too many storms, and sailors always have to grow up in the wind and waves. Say goodbye to the troubles and hardships of youth, and become strong in the storm.
Say goodbye to the youthful past.
He said in a reminiscing tone: "But I have been incompatible with the people around me since I was a child. I like the ships coming and going in the port very much, the human ships, the dwarf ships, the elven ships, the tall hulls, It has a streamlined shape, tall masts, and countless sails. From then on, I determined to get on the ship, whether it was a sailor or a captain. In short, I made up my mind.
The family naturally objected, because making a living on the sea of clouds has never been an easy job. There were pirates, storms, and monsters in the sea. Many people set off with the fleet and never came back. They were worried about my safety and about losing me as their son. "Baggins touched the glass prosthetic eye in his right eye socket.
The gray glass ball was reflecting the distant firelight, and there was a scar there, which was lighter in color than the skin elsewhere on his face. "But their objections were useless. I am a person who speaks the truth. One day I secretly boarded the ship at night, and soon after that, I joined the eldest lady’s father’s fleet, and from there until now…”
He turned around and said, "You know, I have never regretted it. I have experienced life and death, and lost companions, but the biggest gain I have gained from my life is to become myself. I am also two people now." A father of two children, a husband of one wife, I have walked through my life and used it all to answer this question.
At the end of my life, I have worked hard. Whether it was failure or success, I faced it calmly because it was my own choice. And you, have you thought about how to answer your own life questions? "
Baggins added: "Sometimes, all a family needs is an answer to a question.
Who do they want you to become? You still hope that your children can live up to their own lives, and when you can answer this question, you will have the power to take responsibility for yourself. As for what your path will be, others cannot tell, only you yourself know it. "
The bosun glanced at the two men and then walked down the cabin.
Luo Yu said nothing.
The young man has actually asked this question countless times in his heart, what do he really want?
He did not lack the courage to make decisions, but he lacked the determination to stand firm in his convictions. Determination is like a seed. Once it sprouts, it will never look back.
There was a deep light flashing in the young man's eyes.
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"...Their request is that you'd better leave the Kaolin Kingdom, or even leave the territory of the Ithurian Alliance. As long as you don't return to the kingdom, they will not take the initiative to implement the wanted order. This can be regarded as Never existed..."
'Them' refers to King Kaolin, perhaps the prime minister, and a group of subordinates he supports.
"Of course, this is just their wishful thinking. We, as well as the military, including El Paxin and the Kapka Craftsmen Association, will not support this whimsical idea," Bai Xue complained in the video: "That Who does His Majesty the King think we are?"
Fang Yu didn't answer.
Everyone knew that the newly crowned King was narrow-minded.
But he didn't care at all——
His goals have never been limited to Kaulin-Ithurian. Even the empire, the magnificent hills of giant trees, the southern continent, and Lotao are not enough to stop him.
He wants to go to the second world, and even to more distant places - the borders of the world, the bridge between the continents, and even to achieve the cause that no one has ever done, to open the door to the third world, those exciting things The surging adventure is what he longs for, everything behind this star gate.
However--
The Kingdom of Corin is Sylvide's home. No matter how far they go, they will eventually return home one day.
Moreover, Sylvester and her father had never done anything detrimental to the kingdom. He could not allow his ship officer's reputation to be slandered for no reason.
Of course, leaving the kingdom temporarily, it is not that Fang Pliance has not considered this plan. Now that the Seven Seas Traveler has been completed, the matter in the North has come to an end. Although Ms. Misu and Mr. Mazak have not been seen again, it has at least been found out that everything that happened here has nothing to do with the Dragon Witch.
Although the war in the north has not been extinguished, the Crow's Claw Temple is still entrenched in many places, and the war is still spreading. It is difficult to solve the problem in one war, or even to solve most problems.
But these have nothing to do with him.
Fang Yu fell silent.
"Then what do you think?" Bai Xue looked at him and asked.
Fang Yu then asked: "Isn't that Prime Minister planning to offer such a condition?"
He didn't expect His Majesty the King to slap him in the face and take the initiative to cancel the wanted order, but it would only take a long time and they had plenty of time. But if His Majesty the King thinks that he can fool himself with such conditions, it would be too fanciful.
The fleet of the Northern Expedition is preparing to head to the ancient tower. Whether it is the Silver Veslan, the Rose Crusaders, or the descendants of Flor, they have all responded to the call, but the only problem now is that there is another one in the north. A fleet.
A fleet that is not entirely at the mercy of the kingdom.
El Pashin's envoy is currently praying for the outcome of his negotiations with the kingdom to have better expectations.
At least after the Northern Expedition fleet left Elpaxin, the Fenrisians would not raise the flag of rebellion again.
The Fenrisians have given their demands.
So the kingdom needs to wait for an answer from him.
And he himself also needs an answer from the kingdom.
"Ed," Bai Xue suddenly said, "Actually, do you want to know how the Craftsmen Association views this issue?"
Fang Yu was slightly startled. He had a very good relationship with the craftsmen's association, whether it was the Kapka Craftsmen's Association where he was born, the craftsmen's association in El Paxin, or the craftsmen's association in Istania, and even some... What is strange is that the headquarters of the Craftsmen Association also seems to show inexplicable support for itself.
"how?"
"The El Paxin Artisan Association asked you, do you still remember the Artisan Competition?"
"Craftsman Competition?"
"The finals of the Craftsman Competition will be held in the Empire, and your performance in the Southern Border Competition has won the support of most people in the Craftsmen Association. Do you still remember?" Bai Xue asked, "Master Arquette wanted to entrust someone to Asking you, what do you plan to do with your qualifications? In fact, they want you to represent Kaolin-Ishulian in this competition."
Fang Yu felt a slight movement in his heart, and suddenly understood where the Craftsmen Association's support for him came from.
But what does this have to do with the current matter?
Bai Xue thought for a moment before continuing: "Someone from the military... Mr. Su Changfeng contacted us not long ago. You should know him. In fact, the military also thinks that it is not a bad thing for you to leave the kingdom temporarily. At present, the war in the north is raging. Reignited, while the southern realm is eerily silent, the kingdom may be in turmoil next.
But Stargate needs a lot of time to deal with the affairs of the Super Competitive Alliance, and cannot take care of the Stargate side at all. After this, Kaolin-Ishulian will probably be in chaos for a while. "
She paused.
"...So Mr. Su Changfeng asked me to send you a message. I want to hear your opinions. After all, Stargate does not want to see more people involved in this turmoil. It does not want the Fenrisians to be involved as well. in."
"Sophie's father..." Fang Yu pondered for a moment: "What did the Star Gate say?"
"They are convincing the Kaolin royal family that if you leave Kaolin-Ithurian and represent the kingdom to participate in this competition, the kingdom will consider giving you a place to go to the second world."
"Just compete?"
"Of course you have to get a certain ranking."
"What ranking?"
"Within the top ten."
"Then it's a personal quota?" Fang Yu thought to himself that His Majesty the King's heart is indeed well-deserved, and he has to send people out of the country and bargain for prices.
"Of course not," Bai Xue smiled helplessly. Of course she knew what the other party was thinking, but unlike the audacious behavior of the other knight princess of Silver Vislan, she would not easily comment on the de jure ruler of Corin-Ithurian.
"So..." Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, "...is it?"
Bai Xue nodded affirmatively: "It's a team quota, Category F."
Fang Yu was deeply moved.
He didn't care about his personal quota. Besides, the winner of the craftsman competition would be eligible to go to the second world to participate in higher-level competitions. If His Majesty the King just made such a promise, it was simply making fun of him.
But the team quota is different. Although the team quota for the second world is divided into many levels, the maximum number of people in Category A can be more than a hundred people.
But Category F, even though it is the lowest category, should have at least thirty people.
The quota of thirty people is more than enough for the Seven Seas Brigade.
And it just solves his current troubles.
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