"What happens after revenge? Isn't this world without Webber still without Webber?
So what exactly do you want? Selu!
Don't say that you are a good girl who avenges your parents. If you had not made a scene during the hanging, your parents would not have died. It was the bishop, the princess, and the archbishop who killed Weber, but it was you who killed his parents!
You are just a selfish child, a selfish child whose toys were taken away by others! You sit on the ground and roll around, you rush up to scratch it with your hands and bite it with your teeth! What you are doing is for yourself, not for that toy of yours!
You think that is desperate for love, but in fact? Just open your eyes and take a look!
Parents, innocent children, people who were killed or injured in the early launch of the purge of the tenant farmers because of the death of the princess.
Do you think that's reckless? But actually what you are doing is giving up everything!
You gave up on your parents who loved you, you gave up on your own benevolent soul, you even gave up on your own place, and gave up on the entire Antler City!
Selu DeBeer! You threw away everything in pursuit of illusory revenge. What do you want? ! "
A feeling of weightlessness came, the horse neighed, and then Selu fell into the mud. In her heart, her questioning of herself came to an end.
"Yeah...what do I want? I want the person who loves me back...I want the person I love back..."
She kept wiping the tears, rain, and mud on her face, and her shoulders kept shaking in the pouring rain.
"Ah...wandering soul! Why don't you pray to God Primus? Pray that your lover can come back?"
Sailu calmed down immediately. She pulled out the dagger and looked around warily.
The rain was pouring down, and her vision was blurred.
"Come, wandering soul, here, I am here...Give me your wish..."
Selu carefully discerned in the mud. The voice that appeared in her mind seemed to have a direction. She quickly determined that the voice was pointing downwards.
"Take me away and I will fulfill your wish!"
Selu stood quietly in the rain. No one knew what she was thinking. After a muffled thunder, she ran like crazy back to the horse that was struggling to get up in the rain. She took off the short-handled shovel and dug it into the mud. He was digging frantically.
Nowadays, Selu can roughly understand what Schliemann means when he says that a wise man knows where to stop, but he is definitely not a wise man, because the decision to stop revenge was not made by her alone.
"What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought..."
Selu said "hmm" for a long time and smiled shyly. Finally, she decided to change the topic.
"Do I get a salary?"
Schliemann laughed in embarrassment: "What are you doing? I didn't hire you. You insisted on coming. It's already good enough for me to take care of the food."
Selu was stunned and suddenly smiled.
"Hey, Captain, do you know that there is a kind of poison that is colorless and odorless, and has a slow onset of action. Most people will not feel sick until ten days later. Its initial effect is exactly the same as the common symptoms of wind and cold.
But after you have had the cold for the first half of a month, you will find that there is absolutely no way to prevent the disease from getting worse, and you will die like a person tortured to death by the cold..."
"Okay, you have a salary, why are you so generous..."
"That's good, I'll get some antidote."
Selu patted the stunned Schliemann, turned around and skipped away. Her satchel was hanging on one side, and the whole person looked very uncoordinated.
"It's not... it's really fake!"
Schliemann muttered and followed Selu into the cabin. After finally realizing that the other party had made a few sneaky turns just to stuff bread into his bag, he sighed.
"This girl..."
As we get closer to the empty island, the nearby scene changes.
The messy airflow was mixed with fine gravel, making a rustling sound on the boat.
The visibility dropped so much that the blue sea two thousand meters away could no longer be seen.
Everything outside the bridge is now yellow.
Hillpeter came running back from the quarterdeck, babbling non-stop.
"Damn it, it's all sand..."
"Let's get down to business! How's it going?"
Hilpeter stood at attention: "Connie said that the filter at the air inlet is blocked and he is fixing it, but he said that even if it is fixed, it will normally take up to half an hour before it becomes blocked again."
Schliemann clicked his tongue: "Okay, we are already here whether we should come or not, so hurry up."
Visibility continued to decrease, eddies emerged, and the Crescent became extremely difficult to control.
He crossed his shoulders and stared out of the porthole, while Hilpeter on the side issued operational orders one after another.
The sudden disappearance of the turbulence caused the Crescent to lose the force that had been holding it down, and it suddenly jumped out. Hilpeter quickly adjusted the operating instructions.
The sight before them made the people on the bridge sigh.
What appeared in front of them was a golden island.
Different from other sky islands, the air flow here stirs up a large amount of gravel flying in the air. These gravels make the turbulent air flow visible. They flow through the sky island like a rushing river, and the whole scene is like a dream.
On the empty island, there are countless golden sand dunes, and in the low-lying areas between the dunes, there are stretches of blue lakes.
The entire sky island is like an unfolded picture scroll. The painter generously sprinkled gold powder and gems to make everything sparkle.
Selu, who was standing on the bow of the boat, took off her veil. She was so shocked by the beauty of the world in front of her that she burst into tears.
"Webb, what you said in your book is true... there really is a world paved with gold sand and sapphires! It really does exist!"
Schliemann on the bridge looked at Sellu who was jumping excitedly on the bow of the ship and was really happy for her.
She got rid of her obsession with revenge, and it was rare to be able to let go and smile.
The Crescent entered the sky above the island, and the air flow hit again. The Crescent rocked violently. Schliemann's eyes widened as he watched Selu on the bow being thrown out of the bow railing.
"Oops!"
Schliemann opened the door and wanted to rush out of the bridge, but Hilpeter held the door.
"Captain, wait a minute, the airflow hasn't stopped!"
"Stop talking nonsense and get down quickly!"
"At least fifty meters away, there's no hope!"
As soon as Apton finished speaking, Schliemann glared at him fiercely. He suppressed the rest of his words. He grabbed the buckle of the safety rope around his waist and ran out with Schlieman.
On the port side, the Crescent was still rocking. Apton hung the safety rope buckle on the railing on the side of the ship. Schliemann had no protection at all. He stretched his head and stuck his head out of the ship's hull.
Below is a blue lake with a huge splash on the lake.
"Quick, quick! She fell into the water, get down quickly!"
The feathers were released too fast, and the Crescent Moon almost fell on the sand dune. Fortunately, it was strong enough and did not make any breaking sound.
Schliemann and Ampton jumped out of the boat. The fine sand made them uncomfortable. The two men who were running on the downward slope quickly lost control and rolled up.
