The aurora outbreak in the sea finally stopped, and the cruise ship hid in the dark night again.
What made Sean a little nervous before was that he didn't know whether Kluwetan, who had merged with Milton's thoughts, would come directly to trouble him.
However, nothing terrible happened after the aurora erupted in the sea - Kluwetan's will seemed not to be interested in the existence of Sean and Aaliyah.
"Perhaps, as long as I don't take the initiative to provoke him, I won't incur the revenge of the Lord of Dreams..."
Whether it was to prevent Kluwetan from harvesting the power of the Philosopher's Stone presented by Rabbi Lins, or to settle the grudge with Kennedy with his own hands...
Sean did not "make a good impression" on Kluwetan from any angle.
The thick clouds brought by the mysterious power began to rain. Sean, who had always been wearing a hat, raised his collar and walked into his room.
At this moment, Moonlight and Ivan were both in the ladies' room next door. At Aaliyah's repeated request, Moonlight continued to tell their previous story.
As the cheerful atmosphere of candlelight penetrated into Sean's somewhat deserted room, he turned on the lamp on the desk with a gentle smile on his lips.
Taking out the letter paper and the heavy pen with golden carvings, Sean began to write on the paper:
"My friend, good to see you.
"The trip to Ocean City is over, and now I am writing to you from a stormy cruise ship.
"I wonder if you are safe now?"
"Too many unspeakable strange things happened in that deep-sea city, but thanks to the blessing of heaven, I successfully achieved my goal and left there in a 'complete and healthy' way.
"The reason why I can write happily at this moment is that I lived up to your instructions and successfully completed the two things you asked me to do.
"As mentioned before, after I found the missing patented inventor, that accomplished woman had completed the biggest challenge of her life and was busy with her company's affairs. Soon she would start her own business. A great journey to fulfill the promise she made."
As he wrote this, Sean turned his head and looked out the circular porthole.
The light illuminated the fine raindrops hitting the glass, and Sean could see his slightly determined face in the reflection of the glass.
His attention returned to the letter and he continued writing:
"In addition, the mime actor who has been missing for a long time has also been found - he was originally wandering in a sweet dream due to someone's curse. When I tried to confirm his identity, I accidentally woke him up successfully.
“It’s an unexpected surprise to have this remarkable man return to sobriety – and he will soon be returning to the New Testament.
"The specific events that occurred during this period are difficult to fully describe at the moment. How about we get together and explain them to you in detail...
“In addition, it is worth mentioning that on this stormy night, I have realized that this era will usher in changes.
“Faith, once in decline, is about to return to its throne.
"A greater existence may start a struggle in this era...
"My mood is like the weather now. Although I am calm on the surface, it is already stormy in my heart."
“I look forward to returning to the New Testament soon and telling you everything in detail.
"Your best friend."
Thousands of kilometers away, Arthur Merlin, who was just about to leave the detective agency, felt the pen trembling slightly in his jacket pocket.
He turned around and returned to the office, lit the desk lamp, and while ensuring that no one was looking around, placed the pen of the same standard in his hand on a piece of stationery, and the pen hung in the air and started writing on its own.
Boom! There was a sound of a cork being opened - the somewhat decadent legendary detective once again found a reason to drink more and comfortably put his leather shoes on the desk.
Raising the glass half filled with whiskey, thousands of kilometers away, Arthur Merlin toasted the wine in the glass to Sean Dickinson with gratitude.
With the pungency filling his throat, the detective lit a Camel cigarette without a holder, picked up the letter he had already written on, and read it carefully.
Seeing the two feats Sean accomplished, Arthur grinned with joy.
The New Testament reporter had no idea how much of a stir the two young men's plan to "cut off wings and kill lions" had caused in the outside world.
Several powerful men from the Explorers Association, including Arthur Merlin, tried every means to restrain Rabbi Lins' men from the Ace level in the outside world...
It's not that Merlin is boasting, the fact is that if it weren't for their support, the so-called wing-cutting and lion-slaying would have been impossible to complete.
Under the cover of the joint efforts of Alicia Pompey and Arthur Merlin, the strong men in Daedalus in Europe will not pursue Sean in the short term.
New Testament reporters are safe.
However, the situation for female chess players is not so optimistic - she and her team have the highest reward from the Daedalus Foundation in Europe.
However, Alicia, who kept the Philosopher's Stone and had the support of Daedalus in Ocean City, still had considerable deterrence. It would not be easy for the separatists in Europe to deal with her.
Moreover, among themselves, they are not united when it comes to dealing with the issue of female chess players - there are a few strong men who are secretly happy to be able to separate one side from another.
Therefore, although Alicia is dangerous, she does not have to face the situation of encirclement and suppression.
Reading line by line, the relaxed smile on Arthur Merlin's face disappeared when he reached the end of the letter.
Just now, when the aurora erupted under the sea, a huge variable appeared on his mysterious legacy and puzzle complex.
The originally clear river of time suddenly became unpredictable.
Even he didn't know what would happen next.
When he went out, he was a little worried. Based on the content described in Sean's letter, he roughly guessed what happened in the Vinland Trench.
"The ancient master and the current god...?"
The collision of beliefs is naturally not in the form of guns and cannons. In the final analysis, it is a struggle between people's hearts, ideas and culture.
It is human beliefs and actions that empower God, not simple war.
The divine court will definitely be angry with everything that happened, and the completed ancient god will definitely launch his revenge...
The letter burned into ashes in the detective's hands, and the firelight illuminated his slightly solemn face.
When the letter full of words turned into a pile of ashes in the ashtray, the detective drank the wine in one gulp, stood up and walked out of the office.
On the Atlantic Ocean, Sean sighed softly, screwed the cap on the pen and put it safely in his pocket.
With a click, Sean lit the lighter at hand, and burned the letter.
Arya's laughter could be heard in the next room - the story seemed to be entering a very interesting part.
The heavy feeling in Sean's heart was lessened a bit, and he quite enjoyed the comfort and tranquility.
The rain outside the window has eased a bit, but the waves still bumped the boat a little.
After calming down, Sean transferred his spirit into his inner space - including the improvement of Naiya's divine feathers and the black living creature sacrificial knife. He needed to confirm what he had gained this time...
