Mysteries of the Earthsea

Looking at the numbers on the check, Gavin's face suddenly showed joy, but he repeatedly waved his hand and pushed back to: "No, no, no, it is my honor to be able to leave the imprint of God for the adults. I don't need compensation."

Charles didn't persuade him, he just forced the check into his hand, "Take it to heal your injury. I don't like owing it to others."

Charles finished stuffing, looked at Gavin in front of him and asked, "How much do you know about the sea of ​​mist?"

Gavin quickly explained: "My lord, that place is called the Sea of ​​Mist because it often gets foggy. It is the territory of the Heike tribe. Those tall people don’t usually attack people, but if they really provoke them, these guys It's also very uncomfortable."

Charles frowned slightly, this guy said the same thing as the previous captain in the association.

Since the so-called sea of ​​mist is not dangerous, why is Elizabeth so nervous that I come over?

Did she lie to me? But this is impossible. The other party has no reason to do so.

"My lord, if you need more detailed knowledge, I can help you go to the library to find travel notes about the Haik islands."

Charles shook his head and walked out the door. When the map is available, he should also go back. The people on this island are full of hostility towards him, and it will be unsafe to stay on.

When Charles came to the lively dock again, he was wearing a black gentleman's hat on his head and a gray scarf around his neck.

The change in appearance makes the sense of peeping around a lot less.

Looking at the Narwhal in the distance, Charles stopped at his feet, and he said without looking back, "Just say what you are going to do, I don't have time to take you around."

He had heard the footsteps behind him a long time ago, and the believer named Gavin was behind him.

Gavin, wearing a torn hood, rushed up quickly. He was a little excited and asked: "My lord, I don’t mean anything else. It’s just the first time I have seen the chosen one who really has the mark of God. I just want to Stay by your side for a while, so that the **** Futan can watch me."

"My lord, I heard that for people with this kind of mark, Heze will take care of his life like a mother. Is this true?"

Charles turned his head to look at him, frowning slightly, "Why are you finally struggling with the gods? Isn't it important that the **** Futan takes your brother to live a good life?"

Gavin seemed to have received a great shock. "My lord, how can you say such a thing? It is clearly recorded in the divine scriptures that the **** Futan is omniscient and omnipotent, and belief in the powerful is more important than anything else. Only by listening to the voice of the gods can you Get the blessing of the **** Futan and get eternal life."

Charles is really confused about how these cults are brainwashed, and this kind of blindness is believed.

"You guy is not saved." Before Gavin could answer, Charles quickly walked to the distant ship, Gavin froze in place, silently watching Charles leave in front of him.

In the bright captain's room of the Narwhal, Charles spread out the chart in his hand, quickly took the ruler, and began to draw on the chart with the chief mate on the side.

Soon, with the joint efforts of the two, a dotted line with twists and turns appeared on the chart, which will be their next course.

"Our goal is Broken Heart Island. If we catch this ocean current, we will be able to reach Broken Heart Island in the fastest fifteen days. However, we have not come to this sea area and we must be careful to cross the road."

"Hmm...your...spirit...is it okay...?" The worries of the bandages were not without reason. Some people were worried about the abnormality that Charles showed on the way back from the sea last time.

"It's okay. I can stay on it. After staying on the shore for so long, my spirit has improved a lot, and I may be able to hold it to the place where the curse is lifted."

After Charles finished speaking, he turned his head and looked to the side, Dipper who was dozing off, "Hey, don't sleep."

Originally, Charles asked Dip at the helm to confirm the route together, but the boy dozed off as soon as he came over, as if he didn't sleep last night.

The wilted expression on Dip's face changed in an instant, and a Dip with a completely different temperament appeared in front of Charles. "Captain, don't worry, he can't hear, and the two of us are not idle."

Charles was not interested in asking the name of this personality. He tapped on the chart and said: "Let your sailor pull the anchor and set off."

As the Narwhal sounded a low whistle, she slowly drove out from the pier, towards the darkness in the distance.

With detailed charts, Charles quickly found the ocean currents on the sea highway.

Although the people on the ship did not feel any difference without a reference object, after measurement, the ocean current did significantly increase the speed of the ship.

The ocean current seems to cut off all dangers on the sea. Since the ship got on the ocean current, nothing has happened. These days are a little too quiet.

But in this environment, an accident happened and Deep became ill.

"Doctor, what's wrong with this kid?" Charles looked worriedly at Dip, who was coughing quickly, clutching his neck on the hospital bed.

In front of various glassware, the doctor carefully adjusted various weird liquids. Various medicines were constantly mixed, and weird things were added to it from time to time.

Finally, the doctor put the adjusted liquid to his mouth and drank it directly with his head up.

He pursed his mouth, after recollecting the taste in his mouth, the doctor turned around: "It's okay, I can't die. The cause has not been found. The symptoms now are just a little bit low temperature. I am prescribing the right medicine."

Looking at Dip's already pale face, Charles always felt that this was not a small problem.

Dip's coughing slowed down. At this time, he looked very poor. He said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Captain, I have dreamed of my mother again. Mother's hug is so warm."

Looking at the Dip in front of him, Charles turned his head to the doctor and asked: "This guy, is it because of the sound in the deep sea that he has already heard and visual hallucinations?"

"Impossible. This kid stayed on the island for three full years. The mental pollution has already been cleared. You are not dead. How could he have auditory hallucinations? Go and drive your boat. This kid let me absolutely Can't die."

After Charles patted Dip's shoulder with his hand, he walked out of the medical room with a heavy expression.

It is time for bandages to take the helm. Charles doesn't need to be at the helm. He turns back to the captain's room and opens the diary.

"Through May 12th, 12

I thought that the voyage in the South China Sea would be very simple, but now it seems that as long as it is on the ground and sea, no place is safe.

My sailor is sick, and even the doctor can't diagnose it. I am very worried about him.

For this kind of crisis, the only thing I can do is to leave Black Blade to him, hoping that he can support it to Broken Heart Island. Most of the sea crises can be resolved by returning to the shore, and I hope that the same is true for Dip's illness.