evening.
Laurent stood next to the altar in the center of the town, praising the heroic achievements of the Oceans and others in a long and tearful speech.
Jimia, Aga, and Luslan were standing in the crowd, holding wine glasses, and reveling together. Lemoni didn't know where in the venue he was, but there was no one there at the moment.
But Ocean stood silently behind the crowd, drinking wine without saying a word.
"What's wrong with you? It's not like you to stand here drinking alone." Alma noticed Ocean who was alone, walked next to him, and looked at him strangely.
"It's nothing." Ocean smiled, "It's you, we are leaving tomorrow, won't you talk more with your brother?"
"There's nothing to talk about. I can't control his temper. Even though this kid is like a quail in front of me, he's actually very courageous." Alma's eyes were fixed on Aga in the crowd, and she couldn't help but laugh. .
"Indeed, most people don't dare to kill the Sirens and Lamia with us." Ocean nodded convincingly, "I can see that he really wants to become stronger. If not, I wouldn't let him and us. Together."
"Is he strong?"
"Not bad, and with the gift of Rashtanaha, the combat ability is definitely not weak."
"You mean the ship?"
"The boat, and everything else on the boat."
After saying this, both of them were silent for a while.
"Oshen, promise me something." Alma lowered her head, her broken hair covering her eyes, making it impossible to see her true emotions.
"...I probably know what you want to say." Ocean took a sip of white wine, "I will take good care of Aga, but...when fighting, he must rely on himself."
"Okay, it's good to have your words." Alma raised her head, shook her head, and patted Ocean on the shoulder, "Among those of you, Jimia is too simple, Luslan has too much baggage, and Lemo Ni seems to be a little afraid of making friends, but you are the most reliable, Aga can only rest assured if you can take care of me."
Ocean's mouth twitched: "You can't let them hear this."
"So what if you hear it. If you're not satisfied, I'll fix it one by one." Alma sneered and pressed her knuckles so loudly that it made Ocean's scalp tingle.
"After finishing my question, what about you, why are you standing here and not going to drink with them?" Alma looked at Ocean, "Don't think about changing the topic, I'm not stupid."
Ou Shen's face froze, and then he smiled bitterly. He still couldn't run away.
"Just thinking about something."
"Isn't it convenient to say it?"
"It's not that it's inconvenient...it's just that the impact of saying it won't be good, or I don't know how to say it, that's all." Ocean kept mumbling for a long time without saying anything.
"? Are you going to tell me or not? I'm leaving." Alma felt that Ocean was trying to seduce her, and the blood vessels on her head bulged.
"Then, let's talk about it." Ou Shen felt that he wanted to say it but didn't want to, so he might as well say it, it would make him feel more relaxed.
"In fact, all four of them know what I want to say, which is what happened under the tree in Rashtanaha that day..."
Ocean leaned against the wall and talked to Alma about what happened late that night.
Alma was silent.
After a long while, she spoke with difficulty: "Although it sounds nonsense, considering your identity, the credibility is still relatively high."
She rubbed her head: "So, your divine core was sealed by your father, and your strength was also greatly reduced?"
Ocean nodded lowly.
He touched his chest: "Although I have made up my mind, but..."
His eyes were dim, and Ocean's tone was a little trembling: "I don't have much confidence that I can really break through this shackles."
"...Before I came into contact with you, I never thought that I could be so close to God in my life, so I have no choice but to say - come on!" Alma slapped her hard. Ocean's shoulders.
"You don't need to tell me this. I will definitely find a way to break free from this damn shackles." His eyes suddenly became fierce, and the area around his body became wet involuntarily, with a hint of chill. "No one can lock me down." Stop me, no one can squeeze me!"
Alma was a little frightened by Ocean, and her hands stopped in place.
Ocean quickly took back the aura he inadvertently revealed: "Sorry, I'm going to find Lu Silan and the others first."
Alma stared blankly as Ocean ran into the crowd, causing a burst of cheers, and pursed her lips.
Her eyes remained on Ocean's face, not knowing what she was thinking.
Early the next morning.
"So, we are going to set off." Walking out of the cabin, Ocean carried the blue sea bow on his back and looked at the boundless waves. His eyes were gloomy for a moment, and then he became cheerful again.
Leave hatred and anger to those who deserve it, and leave all kindness to family and friends.
"So where are we going?" Lu Silan organized his equipment. In addition to the artifact Qiniwash, he also brought two daggers made from the claws of the Sphinx that he hunted on Doris Island before. He asked, "Does any of you have a destination?"
"Ask Lemony about this." Jimia didn't need to bring anything. He was carrying a small bag just like when he was on Doris Island.
"Let's go out to sea first and go around the shore. If we see a more beautiful place, we can go ashore." Lemoni was not polite to them either. This was all agreed upon a long time ago.
"That's okay." Ajia understood instantly. The bracer on his wrist turned into green light and landed on the sea. A fifty-meter-long wooden boat appeared on the sea.
"Speaking of which, Aga, does your ship have a name?" Ocean looked at Aga's ship thoughtfully.
"No, but you are right, this ship should indeed have a name." Aga chuckled, "After all, it is a ship carrying a few of us."
"So what should I call it? Aga, do you have any ideas?" Lu Silan hooked Aga's neck and asked.
Lemony stood aside and said nothing. He was trying to make his chest muscles move.
"I don't have any good ideas when it comes to choosing a name all of a sudden..." Aga slapped her face.
"I have a good idea, do you want to hear it?" Ocean waggled a finger and walked to the beach.
"Excuse me." Ajia became interested.
"How about calling it Elma?" Ocean held his chest and looked at Aga with a smile.
"Elma...sister?" The Aga man was dumbfounded.
"Okay! It's called the Elma. From today on, I will be the captain of this ship!" Ocean said as he jumped onto Aga's wooden boat, the Elma.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"Then I'll be the first mate!"
"Then what am I?"
