The girl's arm twitched slightly, but was quietly suppressed by her master.
She looked a little uncomfortable and said: "I just want to find someone."
"Who are you looking for, miss?" Wentz stared at the girl with his blue eyes and said loudly, "Maybe we can help you."
"I..." The girl seemed a little embarrassed to say it. She hesitated for a moment and then said softly: "I'm looking for my aunt...she hasn't been home for a long time."
...
"May 3, 1322,"
"This is the second day of my first sea voyage with the Silver Rose. The real voyage is far from as exciting as the story. After the initial excitement, only the anxiety about the storm remains. As well as being unaccustomed to the biting sea breeze that makes people have headaches, and of course the symptoms of seasickness that gradually appeared - yesterday was so uncomfortable that I went to bed early, and I only ate during the whole day today when I was anchored. I ordered a little noodle. Mother Goddess, have mercy on your devout followers..."
She found this in a cabin that was rarely tidy. When she found it, the diary was hidden deep under the bed in the cabin, and its owner was a man named "Honey Lambert"— —This is the signature on the title page of the diary.
Agnes believed that this "Honey Lambert" should be at least a professional technician - she did not think that ordinary sailors would have such leisure and ability to write a diary of their own voyage on the ship, and only Judging from the writing habits and the neat and relatively beautiful handwriting on this page, the owner of this diary has at least experienced some grammatical education.
The environment of the cabin didn't look like a sailor's room either - it was a little too tidy, and it seemed like the owner of the room had a habit of tidying up his own room.
Agnes skipped most of the content and turned to the last article.
The characters in this diary are large and small, and very sloppy.
"November 1, 1328,"
"I spend more time playing with the sextant today. The sun in the sky always has a double shadow in my eyes and it is difficult to determine its position - my eyesight has become very poor. Of course, this is not the only change in my body. My hearing is also like this, I think this may be the curse given to us by that special guest, because Eden and others are like this too."
"I can feel that my body is getting colder and colder, and my thinking is getting slower and slower. The captain said that I am just too tired, but I know very well that this is not the case. I can feel that I am gradually entering death."
"The captain has also had some problems recently. He always said that he had low back pain and he was not as flexible as before when walking. Perhaps the years of fatigue and the humid climate at sea have damaged his health. But it doesn't look like he has anything like that. Something happened to us, which is a good thing, after all, he was on the ship at the time."
"The captain said that he is not going to sail anymore and will have a good rest when he returns to Bodivia. He has recently fallen in love with sashimi and maybe he can open a restaurant with his wife. The Silver Rose can be handed over to Ray in the future. Mond, he is already very good and can take on the task of ocean navigation on his own."
"Writing has become more and more difficult for me. This should be the last time I write a diary, although I haven't written much to begin with."
"I remember that when I first boarded the Silver Rose, I secretly decided to record every day of my life on the Silver Rose. I didn't expect that I haven't even finished writing a diary in the past six years."
"It's only a day's flight from Bodivia. I hope I can get back there alive."
Agnes glanced through the entire diary, and her eyes returned to the "special guest". She stayed for a while and began to page forward.
It was obvious that the bodies of "Honey Lambert" and some of the crew of the Silver Rose had some kind of mutation after this voyage, and they knew exactly what the source of the mutation in their bodies was.
"September 17, 1328,"
"That woman... no, that body came on board the ship without us even knowing it."
There is only one sentence like this on the entire page. It can be seen that "Honey Lambert" was extremely frightened when writing this sentence, and his handwriting was obviously trembling.
It seems that the "special guest" is probably the broken walking corpse that Vicente mentioned. Agnes thought thoughtfully, but she didn't know what the people on the ship did to attract this walking corpse to the ship. , and it seems that this walking corpse did not harm the lives of the people on the ship.
She turned the page backwards. "Honey Lambert" didn't seem to have the intention to keep a diary. It wasn't until nearly a month later that he continued to record what he saw when he returned and the gradual deterioration of his physical condition. Occasionally, "This It should be the curse of that special guest" or something like that.
The only valuable words are the one in the middle article: "The thing that the special guest is looking for is no longer on the Silver Rose."
It looks like looking for something is why the walkers are on board.
Agnes rolled forward again.
"July 20, 1328,"
"A distinguished gentleman boarded our ship. He looked mysterious and elegant. The captain treated him respectfully. He seemed to be a big shot from the upper class."
"The captain asked us to put this gentleman's needs first, but to be honest, even our best things may be unsightly and vulgar in this gentleman's eyes... "
Agnes continued to read down, reading several articles about "Honey Lambert's" sailing experience and her curiosity about the "gentleman" just mentioned.
"August 27, 1328,"
"I have been chosen! As that gentleman's servant!"
"September 12, 1328,"
"He is a demon from the abyss! He finally left the Silver Rose!"
Next is the article on September 17. Agnes closed the notebook. She was able to roughly sort out what happened on the ship, but there were still some details that needed to be added.
...
"Miss, are you sure that your aunt was indeed in this manor yesterday?" Wentz asked somewhat seriously.
The girl nodded affirmatively and said: "She comes here every time, and she often stays here and never goes back..."
She seemed a little embarrassed about what she was going to say. She hesitated for a while before saying, "She always owes a lot of money here, and her grandfather often wants to kick her out..."
The girl shook her arms with some discomfort and scratched her hand.
"Miss, you were an eyewitness to yesterday's bombing. Didn't you see your aunt when the crowd was evacuated yesterday?"
The girl looked closely into Wentz's eyes and nodded quickly and firmly.
