Walter's hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, and with his strength, he could cut off the two ridiculous mustaches in front of him at any time.
He carefully calculated the distance, the position of the other two people, and the position of Mersin who stood up in a daze. He narrowed his eyes, drew his sword and struck out.
"Hold!"
Mustache retreated suddenly, using the half-drawn sword to deflect the slash.
Walter's heart tightened. He understood that the man in front of him was no ordinary person. Facing the opponent's sword, he suddenly lifted the sword in his hand and used great strength.
He had to kill a combat force before being surrounded by three people, otherwise it would be very troublesome. If it was only Walter himself, he wouldn't be afraid, but now there is Mersin.
There was a clang, and under Mustache's surprised gaze, his sword was cut into two pieces by Walter.
Walter turned around and kicked the broken sword blade in the air at the other two black robes who were rushing towards him, pulled up Mersin, turned around and ran away.
With Walter's speed, it was impossible for them to catch up, even if there was a Mersin stuck in Walter's creaking nest.
Ten minutes later, Bokov, who was holding the broken sword, waited for the report from his subordinates, and he was so angry that he dropped the hilt of the sword to the ground.
"How dare these untouchables resist the church! Do they still have God in their eyes? Call the entire teaching army and put the entire Dark Star City under martial law!"
Walter and Mersin, who had caused this catastrophe, knew that they could no longer stay in Dark Star City and had to leave quickly, otherwise they would be trapped here, and it would be impossible to complete the mission assigned by Schliemann.
They walked around and came to Borg's shop again, but this time, they looked around and tiptoed.
Borg looked distracted, and even trembled in fright after hearing Mersin's shout.
"Do me a favor, my old friend..."
Boger pretended to be nonchalant and walked to the door of the shop. Seeing that there was nothing unusual around him, he pulled Mersin into the shop.
"Squat down, squat in a corner, I can't close the door, it's too conspicuous."
Mersin did so, but looked confused.
"Who did you rob? Sooner or later something will happen if you do this!"
"No, just wait a minute."
Mersin wanted to stand up and explain, but Borg pushed him back.
"We didn't rob anyone."
"Why are you so sneaky if I didn't steal it? Look at that guy, he has a sword hanging on his waist. Is that an item that ordinary people should have?"
"I'm out! He's from outside the cocoon!"
The piece of cake that Borg was playing with fell to the ground, and there was a long silence.
"Is he a devil? Why does he look like us?"
"So! There is no hell and no demons! Those are all lies made up by the church!"
"So... what Fernando and the others said is right?"
"Fernando? Who is it?"
Borg shook his head and sighed.
"What's the outside world like?"
Mersin pondered for a while. She had not yet been able to see the real outside. All she saw was the endless sand dunes.
"There is the sun outside. It is a big, blazing white ball. You can't stare at it all the time. It will hurt your eyes. It hangs in the sky.
Oh, yes, there is endless blue above the head, and endless green below. They call the endless blue the sky, and they call the endless green the blue sea.
Borg, can you imagine? Can you imagine what the sky looks like? "
Borg remained motionless, his back turned to Mersin, as if he was imagining following Mersin's description.
"What about our world? What about the cocoon? What is it?"
"Our world is a place called Sky Island. Dark Star City is underground on Sky Island. Not only Dark Star City, but also the Imperial City and the Nine Imperial Cities are underground.
Surrounding the empty island is the endless blue sea. They say that the blue sea is dangerous. They did not come through the blue sea, but came on a ship. Borg, that ship is floating in the air! "
Mersin's excitement stopped abruptly, and his eyes gradually became dim.
"Our world, our sky island, this flying ship flew around it in four hours...
Since coming back, I feel like Dark Star City has changed.
It's so small, depressing, and maddening. I don't want to stay in such a jar for the rest of my life, absolutely not...
Borg, I hope you can help me. The money I gave you was neither robbed nor stolen! I swear on this!
It's just that because of a little misunderstanding, we can't go to the grocery store. I want you to go there for me. "
The long silence made Mersin's passionate expectation gradually fade. She wiped her face to hide her tears, stood up and was about to leave, but was pulled by Borg.
"Let me ask you something. Since you have gone out, why do you want to come back?"
Mersin sighed and said: "Because the empty island we are on is full of endless sand. This may be the reason why our ancestors chose to go underground.
That ship was an exploration ship, and they, like me, were digging in and out of holes at the edge of their world, hoping to see beyond.
Like me, they are spelunkers of their own world.
For some reason, there were some problems with their supply. I brought them down with the intention of solving the supply problem and then leaving. "
Borg sighed suddenly, as if a person had heard bad news and was confused for a long time before he began to feel sad.
"Go live your life, that is the real life, Mersin, and don't come back after you leave. This is not a place for people to stay.
The church governs people's lives, minds, and even souls, and any idea that deviates from their predetermined orbit is reactionary and dangerous.
This life is not for you.
Okay...you go home first. I will buy you something now and deliver it directly to you later. "
Mersin was so excited that he stood up and hugged Borg and kissed him.
Borg didn't resist, but he didn't respond to Mersin's kiss either. He just passively felt the soft touch from his lips.
"Looking at the way you are tiptoeing around, I know that you have caused quite a lot of trouble this time. Let's go quickly."
Half an hour later, Borg arrived at Mersin's cave carrying a bag of mining tools and a bag of food, but in the cave, he only saw Mersin himself.
"Where is that person?"
"He insisted on staying outside as a lookout."
Mersin arranged the tools and answered without raising his head.
"There are a few questions I haven't figured out along the way."
"you say."
"You are leaving Dark Star City, what will happen to the ship's supplies?"
"Well...it's not just the two of us who came down, the other three people are making money, and that's how the money I gave you comes from.
We originally planned to buy supplies and return the same way, but the amount needed was too much, and it was almost impossible to carry so many supplies through the hole that went straight up and down.
So the captain asked me to find a horizontal road to the edge of the sky island, and then notify the flying ship to wait at the edge of the sky island, so that supplies can be quickly transported to the ship. "
"Hmm... a wise captain."
