This was not a sunny island, Roma could tell when the ship was still nine hundred yards from shore. The first thing she saw were dark clouds. The thick, low-pressure clouds were full of water vapor, as if they might pour downpours at any time. The lightning flashes swam among the bulging air masses, as if the dark clouds stretched out their claws to itch themselves, but refused to fall.
As the ship got closer, the ominous meaning became even stronger. Black clouds are stacked directly above the island, looking like a glass cover outside the exhibit. There was not a single gray-winged bird on the island where the gray-winged bird was imprisoned. Black and red shadows wandered among the trees, and the mountain peaks were like the remaining roots of a giant tree that had been ruthlessly chopped down by an axe. It is not a beautiful work of art in general, but even as a model, at a glance you can think of it as unparalleled stability and indestructibility.
"A city wall." Roma whispered, rubbing her eyes.
"A fortress" Sauron corrected indifferently.
She had never seen the original appearance of Gray Wing Bird Island, but she expected it to be not far from Lighthouse Town and better than Fishtail Island. As a result, the vampire gave her a big surprise. "They have already started preparing for war."
"After all, it was Prince Drablay who first proposed to secede from the alliance. How could we do it without preparation?"
When the ship docked, the sailors threw out the rope and dropped the anchor. Roma did not go down. She hid in an empty barrel and watched the vampires drive the mortals who served as food onto the springboard. She didn't see everything at the time, but now she discovered that these "cows" included not only humans, but also a large number of green elves, orcs, and various subspecies. Not only are night elves rejecting hybrids, many mixed-bloods of mysterious races have been forced to leave their tribes to make a living outside the community. Vampires may have attacked their settlements. She felt that vampires could do such a thing.
"I now understand why the Oath Keepers Alliance wants to go to war with the Blood Tribe." Roma said.
"Listen to me, Roma, things are never as simple as you think."
But it's not hard enough for me to turn around and leave, she thought. And she couldn't sail Echosound on her own. Anyway, I'm here to confirm in advance that Aiken is not on the island. Larson can punish her if he wants to, since he can’t imprison me forever anyway. Roma, now a Firerunner, suddenly realizes that when she returns to the tower, the Ministry of Education will assign her a new mentor. Thinking of this, she had better go back as late as possible. She believed that Larson and Sabina were not willing to see her leave the astrologer's classroom. Uriel would be her new classmate at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which gave Roma some comfort.
During the day, pedestrians come and go on the pier, but the security is also very tight. Facing the stronghold of the vampires, Roma no longer had the intention of being arrogant on the previous ship. She emerged from the barrel and climbed down the rope net to the sea wall. The rotating detection beam on the lighthouse swept across the bow of the ship. Fortunately, it was low tide at this time, and she had already hidden under the pier, her claws stuck on the smooth wooden boards. After the light beam turned around, Roma turned over and climbed to the front, and rushed with all four limbs at the fastest speed through an empty and flat unloading yard that was twenty yards wide. The light that swept back followed her tail hair.
"Has it seen me?" Roma asked Sauron suspiciously.
The ring on the top of the head reminds you.
In a hurry, she jumped forward and felt her nose hit a stone. A beam of light many times weaker than a searchlight slowly hit the spot where she originally stood. They were so far apart on the ship that the light here was obscured by the torches on the battlements.
"That's not a street light, it's magic." You can call them 'brushes.'" Ring said, "In coastal cities, they are used to drive away seafolk who try to climb the walls at night. As long as you touch one point, you will be motionless and frozen for half an hour. This thing is more expensive, and most places would rather use human patrols.』
"Good name." Roma rubbed her nose and scurried around the wall to prevent it from being brushed off. She should have given herself the "Night Embrace" on the ship, but it wasn't too late now. Magic lit up her vision, and a wall as tall as two of hers changed from a vague outline to a gray and white silhouette with dark and light colors, speckled with scratches. Everything became clear and her aching nose started to work again.
This is not yet a vampire fortress, just a short and old pigeon tower. Sauron believed that it was not newly established by the Blood Tribe, but something left over from the Oath Keepers Alliance long ago when the Sea Tribe still had a seat in the alliance. Sauron of the Ring told her that Gray Wing Bird Island is an abandoned shuttle station, but you can't see it being deserted at all now, and even the shuttle station doesn't look like it. As for the Pigeon Tower, Roma climbed up to the tower and saw an ugly pigeon, so it got this strange name. No one would build a tower specifically for pigeons to rest, but the vampire thought there was room for those "brushes", so he kept it.
The fortress in the distance was silent in the darkness, but Roma did not dare to get closer. She knew that vampires could see in the dark, and the effect was almost the same as before she used magic, but it was far from comparable to humans. Some mysterious creatures have various means to deal with the dark night. She cannot guarantee that there are no such people among the guards patrolling the city wall, so she can only wait patiently for them to reveal their gaps. She was sure of this...no defense was flawless.
A bolt of lightning exploded in the wind, and Roma blinked. "I'm almost blind," she muttered, "Why are there so few people on the wall?"
"Maybe they have faith in magic"
Roma moved in the corner where the torch could not reach, "One arrow at a time, I can hit it in."
"Remember to keep an arrow for yourself. Do you remember the blood descendant on the ship? All vampire captives end up like that. I bet you don’t like it.』
This time it wasn't Roma who had to bet, but Sauron did win. She didn't want to become a vampire at all, because that would mean that the problem she encountered on the vampire's sailing ship had to be solved immediately: whether to become one of the pitiful and hateful guys, or simply turn into stone. Roma waited for the sailboat to dock but did not move. Perhaps it was because she couldn't help but think about what she would like to do if she was really unlucky one day. The answer is very clear: she neither likes the terrible "mercy" of the White Envoy, nor is she willing to become the vampire slave that Uriel gave up. To be honest, she didn't even want to keep the last arrow for herself.
"I'm starting to understand the bloodspawn." Death is scary. Another bolt of lightning struck the mountain, and darkness flickered for a moment. There might be some flaws, but she didn't have the patience to wait any longer. When Roma climbed down from the pigeon tower, the ugly pigeon had already flown away. She hoped that she could fly over the magic-shrouded city walls and guards like it, and land on the window sill of the Blood Prince in a swaggering manner, but the reality was that she had to run as fast as she could and return to the sailboat at the dock.
Another thrilling leap. Roma's boots almost flew off. She closed her eyes and waited for the light to turn around, praying in her heart that magic could not identify the footprints left on the beach. Using "Night Embrace" in a place that is too bright can cause blindness, and now she has firmly remembered it. "I can not get in."
"Great," said the ring, "go to bed quickly. A ship is leaving the next day, and we will take it back to Knight's Bay." Don’t worry, kid, I’ll wake you up.』
"I'm going in," Roma told it.
"You can dream"
"You know this is the Oath Keepers shuttle station, Mr. Gessen, don't you know where to find an opening?"
"On what basis do you think I will give you the answer?" Ring asked in confusion.
"Because you are very wise, wise Mr. Gerson."
"I think so too, so my answer is I don't know."
"What the hell, what if I get caught by the guards?"
"Our conditions are different! Why do you have to go in?" Zhihuan was so angry that he scribbled his words. "You still ask me what to do?" I want to ask you, what can you do even if you go in? What do you want to do"
"Those blood descendants..."
"enough. Do you think you are Uriel? This isn't Screaming Keep either. Trolbane Drablay is probably on the island. Although it is the Oath Keepers Alliance that is at war with the Vampires, it does not mean that they will go easy on Croita's apprentices.』
I can do what Uriel can do, Roma thought...well, except for "The Tempest". But that doesn't mean she can just wait to become a pirate with nothing to gain. She wanted to know where the vampires would be sent. She wanted to know if Aiken and the other children had been sent here. Are they still alive? If I turn around and return to Knight's Bay with these doubts, Sir Helen and Lion Ronald will praise me for being cautious, but Manet...
You have your own place to go. She said to Roma, sooner or later you will abandon him. Could it be that I want her prophecy to come true?
"...Save it, child, it is not your turn to shoulder the responsibility of the savior," Sauron concluded.
Now I am a Windrunner. She stroked the smooth bow arm, and in front of the two strange heads in the Temple of Heather in the shimmering forest, she found her own bridge to connect the mystery. She must find Aiken, because this oath is the fuel of the fire and an inseparable part of her soul. "I am not anyone." Roma recalled the wonderful touch she had felt when she stood in front of Sister Manet's window. "I am my mother's child, and I want to fight for them."
"You are Croita's apprentice"
"Not forever," Roma replied.
She rolled over the side of the ship, the night wind and lightning tangled overhead. The lighthouse's beam turned over the pigeon tower, the beach and the unloading square, and was about to pass over the docking fleet. Her golden hair will shine brightly and dazzlingly in the light. "Grey Wing Island was once the base of the Oath Keepers Alliance in the Sea of Singing, but I believe the tower must have its detailed landform information."
"No! Get out of here right away』
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