Clipper boats across the Sea of Tranquility depart from Baltimore Harbor outside Homemonworth and take three days to cross the ocean. Passenger ships usually dock in the bustling Sevastopol first, where passengers transfer to sailboats going up the river or go to Turan Fortress by land.
Naturally, the consul's daughter and the countess would not make the journey so inconvenient. They chartered a luxury yacht, cutting their sailing time by a third and allowing them to continue on without changing boats in Sebasto. Tulan Fort's local guides and transport teams have been summoned. They will carry lighting, climbing and digging tools, as well as mules and dogs, waiting to meet their employers in the towns near the fortress.
Since they did not want to bring unfamiliar guards with them, Griffith and Lana alternated the security work along the way. Apart from the busy sailors, there was no one else on board the yacht.
The organizational structure of the Sebasto Region is similar to that of the Verona Region. In principle, it is governed by the Grand Duke of Sebasto and his vassals. But in fact the relationship between the duke and the kingdom is very close. Most of the nobles in the densely populated area are from Beyeland, with limited administrative and financial power. The kingdom's administration, tax authorities and garrisons penetrate deep into most towns. This can almost be regarded as a province directly under the kingdom.
The city of Sevastro is the capital of this region and was once an ancient port fortress. With continuous reconstruction and expansion, only a small area near the port remains in the fortress area. Outside the fortress walls are intricate neighborhoods built by merchants and immigrants from all over the world, accounting for more than 90% of the city's total area.
In the upper reaches of the Tirne River, ancient ruins are hidden in quiet forests, steep valleys and dank swamps. Citizens often go there to take risks, dig out gold and silver treasures and extraordinary properties in ancient tombs and sell them, or they may be infected and turn into monsters and return to the city.
When the yacht arrived in Sebasto, the sounds of vendors and the aroma of dinner wafted far from the port to the yacht. The ancient city and the strange atmosphere arouse the excitement in the summer dusk. You can't help but be curious and explore the stories behind the streets and city walls.
Griffith took a deep breath, and the summer heat and refreshing sea breeze brushed his cheeks with an impulsive magic. Before departure, he and Sonia planned the itinerary together and knew that there were many delicious and fun places in this place. It's a pity that everyone's schedule is in a hurry and there is no time to play.
At this time, Galadia, who had put on a short skirt, walked from the side of the ship. She stood next to Griffith calmly and looked at the city in the distance with him. The sea breeze blew her long hair and skirt, making Griffith's mind suddenly agitated.
The girl's unique scent caressed his soul. The profile looking out to the sea and harbor is absolutely perfect. She leaned against the side of the ship, her slender and straight legs extending towards the round and exquisite curves, and then her slender legs led to graceful curves under the close-fitting dress.
No, I can’t watch it anymore! Griffith felt blood surge in his nose. He suddenly had an idea. If it was successfully realized, he would be able to witness a scene like the Kingdom of God. But if you bring it up yourself, there is a certain chance that it will be discovered, and you may not get any good results. I have to think of a way...
"When we return, we can go shopping in the city." Griffith's heart jumped loudly, and he changed his mind and brought up other topics.
"But I won't go back to Bijalan with you, right?" Galadia said, "This inspection will only last about ten days. Then I will go back to Canaan and you will go back to Bijalan."
"So it's us, you and me," Griffith gestured with his finger, "I'm talking about when I came to Canaan and we returned together before school started."
"You said this, it's okay," Galadia pressed her heart, "I hope everything goes well."
"Maybe it won't go well?"
"I found nothing in my divination." The elf took out the divination pendant from his collar and shook it, "Besides, there is something abnormal."
"What's up?"
Galadia looked at him hesitantly, and it took a while before she spoke: "Sidious, he reminded me to keep in touch with you regularly."
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"Today I will take you to eat grilled swamp crocodile tail, fried velociraptors and delicious wind snakes!" Sonia, who had been calm along the way, suddenly came to the deck and announced a decision loudly, saying that she would get off the ship and take a rest no matter what. Everyone has dinner before setting off. With sparkling eyes, she vividly described the local food and attractions, repeatedly emphasizing that if you miss out on the many delicious foods, you will not be able to eat them, until everyone was convinced.
The yacht immediately docked in the port. Sonia used pathfinding skills to lead everyone around in a maze of small alleys, and came to a lively night market.
She found a shop and ordered food. She took off her coat and tied it around her waist. She enthusiastically brushed the iron mesh with fragrant butter, and then ate crocodile meat, velociraptor meat, wind snake meat, etc. for everyone to see. Unseen meat was roasted on the fire.
Everyone looked at her and shouted together: "Can crocodiles be eaten?"
"What is a wind snake? Is it not poisonous?"
Sonia said confidently: "Of course, crocodile tails are delicious, and otters will attack them, bite off the tails and take them back to eat. As for other things, clean muscles are not poisonous."
The flames roasted the strange meat until it was sizzling with oil, and the alluring aroma was irresistible.
Griffith looked at the suspicious meat, then at Sonia, remembering the divination tea she had made, and quickly ate some bread before getting up to stand on the second-floor terrace to be on guard.
“The North has been divided into east and west banks by the Tirne River since ancient times. The east bank is favored by the goddess of silver moon and starlight, and the west bank is the place of sunset and worship, protected by the holy light.
"We can stay in the temple of the Starlight Goddess at night. Tomorrow morning we can see the sun rising from the eastern sea. The sea and the city will be as gorgeous as the stars. It is a wonder of the world and must not be missed."
"Sonia, we agreed we would just come for dinner, not spend the night." Fiona reminded her.
"But aren't you curious? This is a completely different world from Bayerland and Homemonworth. It's chaotic and far away. Don't you think it has a particularly exotic flavor?" Sonia opened her notebook on the table. Let me show you where to pass next and what delicious food there is along the way.
After leaving the strict school spirit of Homemon Watts, the girls began to let themselves go. Wearing short skirts with open necklines revealing their fair skin and undulating curves, they happily sat around the fire and ate Sevastro's special barbecue with ice-cold sherry in the eyes of tourists.
"Is this a travel guide?" Galadia asked after swallowing a piece of crocodile meat. "I saw Griffith do something similar."
"Yes, I collected it from the travel manual. Griffith is very good at this. He helped me prepare it."
Galadia, who was about to pick up the crocodile meat, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Fiona looked down at the greasy barbecue and kicked Lana under the table, who was opening his mouth to praise.
This is a thick stack of guides, beautifully printed manuals and newspapers cut out, neatly folded and pasted on the notebook. Detailed comments were written in Junxiu's handwriting in the blank space, and routes and diagrams were also drawn on the map.
Such a detailed guide would take several hours to complete.
Naturally, there is no time to do this before the exam is over. After the exam, everyone was either in class or drinking wine and discussing topics, saving time for meals to get together and play Auto Chess and King of Mystery until dark... This strategy can only be done after dark.
Galadia couldn't help but raise her head and looked seriously at Griffith on the second floor terrace...
There are people coming and going in the market, and the environment is very complicated. For safety reasons, Griffith did not join the dinner party, but stayed on guard from a higher position to keep an eye on passers-by. Others were chatting and laughing, eating barbecue first, and then eating ice cream, as if they would never give up if they didn't get gastroenteritis.
After a while, Rana came and replaced him. When Griffith began to review tomorrow's itinerary, this guy stood aside and muttered to himself.
"Rana, what are you muttering about? Be careful." Griffith criticized, "Even if it is a safe zone, you can't be careless."
"Well, yes, you are right," the hussar nodded, retracted his gaze and looked around. After a few minutes, he suddenly asked: "I heard that Miss Sissi invited you to go on a summer inspection together?"
"No, I just met her in the corridor and had a casual chat about summer vacation arrangements. She invited me to be her guest when I return to Beyeland."
"Well~" Lana cast his gaze back and suddenly asked, "Who is older, her or Sonia?"
"It should be Miss Sissi."
"Really? Sure enough, you like legs more."
Griffith raised his head blankly, feeling that he had missed some key information in the conversation.
Lana looked around and began to mutter, "I think your data is biased. The correct order is Sonia, Sissi, Fiona, Galadia, Ophelia, and Cruella." , Well, Mira and Nona are in no particular order.”
"..." Griffith, who understood what was being said, covered his head, "Rana, the ranking you are talking about is definitely not age, right?"
"Of course not, am I that boring?" Lana said seriously.
"If Fiona hears you doing this kind of ranking, she will be beaten to death."
"It's okay if she didn't hear it!"
Griffith put down the pen in his hand and said seriously: "Although you are my friend, friendship must give way before the truth. Galadia is ranked before Fiona. She is more beautiful because of her long legs and figure." She is tall so she doesn’t stand out so much. By the way, the same is true for Ophelia, Fiona has to take two more steps down.”
"Tsk, Midian Maier is also saying the same thing. You are all blinded and have lost your fair judgment," Rana said angrily. "Your views are baseless! As a gentleman, I, for the sake of truth and you, The only way to go is duel."
"Have you ever observed it up close?"
"Um, this..."
"Do you have any data?"
"What's more, do you have data?" Lana exclaimed.
"Lana Lana, you can't do this," Griffiths shook his finger, "Sneaky peeks, crude guesses, baseless statements, false gentlemen?"
"..." Lana was stunned.
"But I am different," Griffith said. "An upright tasting, precise and meticulous comparison, a hidden belief in my heart, a true gentleman."
"You, could it be that, ah!" Lana was shocked, "How did you do such an upright tasting? How could they possibly do that?"
"They will naturally agree," Griffith said seriously, "Let's go to the beach next summer."
"What?!"
"How about going to the southern continent? My family is in Carolan. By that time, the south should already be a security area. We also have the strength of Sequence 7, and it is within our capabilities to explore there," Griffith said, " Take a trip to the beach! Swimwear there is said to be extremely simple.”
Lana patted him hard on the shoulder, "Then, then!"
"The problem of lack of close observations and data will be solved. We will be able to open the door to the truth, and even the truth will take the initiative to find us."
"Oh——! As expected of you!" Lana rubbed his hands and stood up excitedly, "Why didn't I think of that? I'll go tell them now and settle the matter now."
Go, go, go! I'm just waiting for you to do this. Griffith looked at him with an encouraging smile.
As for how to convince them, or what will happen if the true purpose is discovered, well, it’s not me who gets beaten anyway.
