Schliemann turned the telescope in that direction. It was next to a big tree. The remains of the mast covered with moss made Schliemann think that it was originally part of the tree.
"It's pretty big..."
Ampton muttered, holding up his binoculars.
“Small boats can’t get around here.
Hill Peter! Drop anchor nearby! "
"okay!"
The nearby woods were very dense, and there was no place to land at all. The Crescent launched its steel anchor into the woods, and finally stopped on top of this lush canopy.
Fixed by six steel anchors, the Crescent was very stable, the ladder was lowered, and Schliemann, Ampton, Walter, and Hillpeter disembarked.
This place is like a rainforest. The few people who just got off the boat were disturbed by the sweltering heat in the woods and started to sweat after taking a few steps.
Fortunately, the wreckage of the flying ship was not far away, and several people arrived quickly.
As he got closer, Schliemann realized how huge the ship was. It was even half as long as the Crescent, and it was also much wider than the Crescent.
Its feather sacs have rotted away over a long period of time. If you include the feather sacs that can float it, it must be two crescents wide.
Hilpeter threw the rope with the hook, and the hook went around the side of the ship. He pulled twice and started to climb directly.
But the moss on the hull was very slippery, and even though Hilpeter held on hard, it still inevitably slid down.
Losing status in front of Walter is absolutely unacceptable.
Hilpeter simply didn't need to step on it, just alternated his arms and gritted his teeth and climbed up.
Apton can do this, Walter can do it, but Schliemann, a modern man with basically degenerated limbs, cannot do it. Even though he has pretty good muscle lines, in Apton's eyes, that's all It's dead meat.
After Schliemann tried several times and failed to get up, he finally chose to let three people pull him up.
For Hilpeter, the captain's disgrace was equal to his disgrace, which made him dejected, as if he was the one being pulled up.
Schliemann admired the strength of the materials used in this ship. The feather bags and sails were all gone, but the deck was still solid when stepped on.
The door to the cabin was closed, and Hilpeter kicked it open. Walter on the side snorted softly, as if he was laughing at Hilpeter's savagery.
He simply didn't care about this and got straight into the musty cabin.
It was empty here, as if everything had been moved, not even a wooden barrel was left.
The four of them first wandered from the first floor to the bottom. After finding nothing, the four returned to the empty captain's room.
This place has also been evacuated, and now it is a square, empty cabin.
Schliemann learned his lesson from last time and did not allow the three of them to touch anything. He used his "useless" ability to observe in the captain's cabin, and finally found clues on an upright log with a wooden coat hook sticking out nearby.
"Ampton...it seems that those ruins are city-states built by members of your royal family..."
Schliemann pointed to the small royal emblem under the special coat hook.
Ampton looked at it and confirmed that it was the emblem of the royal family.
"Why...how did they break away from the team and stop here?"
Schliemann rolled his eyes and took the lead out of the cabin.
"I don't know, I only know that now we have to go to the ruins and look for possible navigation charts and logbooks.
We can't miss any opportunity to get clues..."
Schliemann said, stepping over the side rail and descending the rope to the ground.
Ampton also followed and said: "At least your judgment on the fleet's course is correct."
"I'll have to find the voyage log to find out whether it's correct or not. I'm worried..."
"worry about what?"
“It is rare for a flying ship to fall behind in a fleet, and the king ship in Ghost Mist last time was an exception.
If I were the commander of the fleet, I would directly order it to be abandoned and find a priest to purify it... and I would not be afraid of bringing the disease back to the ship.
This one was different. The crew was not sick. This could be seen from the furniture and documents that were all taken away. They were in good health when they abandoned the flying ship.
Why did the fleet commander abandon it?
You must know that even if there is a problem with the ship itself, the fleet can pool resources to help solve it. Even if it cannot be solved, the personnel will be assigned to other ships, and the sails, canvas and other things on the ship will be removed as spare parts.
Look at it, the crew has emptied the ship, and there is still a bit of canvas edge on the auxiliary mast that is not rotten...
So I'm worried that something happened to it and it got lost. It even fell behind earlier than the king ship in the ghostly fog. "
Ampton nodded vigorously. He thought what Schliemann said made sense.
Repairs to the Crescent's feather bladder have not yet been completed, and Selu's whereabouts are unknown.
Schlieman asked around, but no one knew where she had gone. From Schlieman's understanding, Selu must have gone out to eat grass again.
He found three people to stand on the bow of the boat and shouted. They shouted for a long time but did not hear Selu's answer. He also found some pots and beat them, but in the end he found that this method was not as good as shouting.
With no other choice, Schliemann had no choice but to take out his gun, eject a normal bullet, reluctantly put in a signal whistle bomb and fired into the sky.
After the loud noise, accompanied by screams and red smoke rising into the sky, countless birds flew into the forest.
They flapped their wings and fled from the circle of the flying ship, like water droplets splashing outward from the water.
Half an hour of waiting convinced Schliemann that Selu was in trouble.
"Could this silly girl have eaten something poisonous and fainted?"
Schliemann was scratching his head anxiously. There had just been a talented ship's doctor on board, and this happened just a few days after he was appointed.
He organized his crew and began searching in four directions.
Apton showed an unusual anxiety about Selu's disappearance.
Even Apton himself didn't know the source of this anxiety.
His king's sword now became a hatchet for splitting vines. Schliemann noticed his impatience during the half-hour search.
"Hey... don't worry, then the precious sword will break again...
She might have just been poisoned and was lying down somewhere to rest. "
Ampton looked at Schliemann with a look of disbelief on his face.
"You're all poisoned, or is it just that? Hey, as a captain, why aren't you in a hurry?"
"She is not an ordinary person. Do ordinary people have hands of that color?"
"Why do you believe this? Didn't she say that she dyed it when she was getting some herbs?"
Schliemann laughed twice and said: "It seems that you don't pay much attention to her... How long has it been and her nails are still black? Are her nails not growing? Those new nails are also black. …”
Ampton was a little annoyed. Just as he was about to say something, there was a loud noise behind him.
"The gunshot...maybe Selu has gone back. Let's go. It's a false alarm."
