Chapter 711 Helen's Worries <TOC> Chapter 713 Silver Palm Island
Translator: SumTLMan
Roman had decided on a course, but a variable appeared on this course, causing the ever-worried Helen, who spent her life at sea.
To resolve the matter of him swapping the Nightmare Stone of the Cloud Conch, Roman would have to provide an explanation to Sky Mechanical City.
Combining these two issues, Angel couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease.
“Sir, the other matter you mentioned is…” Helen’s eyes were full of inquiry.
After considering for a moment, Angel still revealed the deeds of Roman. When Helen heard this, her eyes bulged, a chill rising from her coccyx, reaching her brain, her expression filled with unspeakable horror.
Angel continued to analyze: “… The easiest way to make the Nightmare Stone of the Cloud Conch disappear naturally, without arousing the suspicions of the people in Mechanical City…”
Destroy it directly!
Although Angel didn’t finish the sentence, Helen wasn’t stupid and guessed the answer.
Helen looked incredulous and speechless for a long time. Suddenly, she looked up at Angel, “I remember something. Four years ago, the Golden Lattice cargo ship fell into the territory of sea monsters in the Devil’s Sea and was forever lost there. The only one who escaped… was Sir Roman.”
Trembling, Helen spoke these words, “Wizard, Sir Roman wouldn’t really… take action against the Cloud Conch, would he?”
Angel didn’t answer, but stood up and looked out at the sea. The waves were calm, as peaceful as a mirror, sparkling with glimmers of light under the sun’s rays.
“Helen, are there any dangerous places on this course? For example, how far is it from the sea monster territory you mentioned?”
Helen reflexively replied, “There is danger, every course has a certain amount of danger. Before setting sail, I roughly estimated the risks of each route, and initially, I thought this route wasn’t very dangerous… At least, this course isn’t near the nests of any large sea beasts and is very far from the territory of the sea monsters.”
“So the danger of this course is…”
“The weather, I guess.” Helen was silent for a moment: “The probability of accidents occurring on this course in the past has been kept below 5%, which is considered the lowest accident rate. Therefore, when Sir Roman initially decided on this course, both Alvin and I thought it was a reasonable choice.”
Angel: “An unexpected disaster occurring within a reasonable choice, isn’t that beyond expectations?”
“What should we do now?” Helen asked with some concern.
“How long until the next navigation route, can we change it?” Angel inquired.
“In two days, we’ll reach Silver Palm Island, where we’ll choose the next route,” Helen replied. “We only have two days left on this route, and there’s no way to change it. Even going back is unlikely because we’ll soon enter the more treacherous midwinter currents, making the weather more dangerous, and even waves over 100 meters might appear.”
“No way to change the route, and two days until Silver Palm Island?” Angel contemplated for a moment. “Do you remember the nautical chart for this journey?”
“I always carry the sectional charts with me; please take a look,” Helen said, spreading out the chart.
Angel ignored the other routes and looked directly at Silver Palm Island’s location. After a while, he said, “The weather looks calm now, Toby, take advantage of it and scout ahead along the route to Silver Palm Island. If you encounter any problems, return immediately and report.”
Toby had been closely following the nautical chart. Upon hearing Angel’s command, he nodded, then darted out of the cabin at breakneck speed.
His pace was incredibly fast; even Angel couldn’t track him with the naked eye.
“Sir, we’re still far from Palm Island,” Helen said with a worried expression. “Can we make it in time?”
“Far? Don’t worry, with Toby’s speed, he’ll be back in half an hour at most.”
Half an hour? Helen looked out the window in astonishment. Toby had already vanished into the sky, leaving no trace behind.
Angel motioned for Helen to sit and wait while he returned to his desk. He picked up pen and paper, sketching various designs for clothes and armor, analyzing the combinations of materials and magic runes, while also considering the appearance and quality.
Angel quickly immersed himself in the drawing process.
Helen glanced over, curious about what he was doing, and was surprised to see Angel drawing on the paper. At the same time, she felt puzzled. Why wasn’t he worried about Roman’s malice and the possible crisis for the Cloud Conch?
If Angel could hear Helen’s thoughts, he’d probably say: If Roman isn’t worried, why should I be? And at worst, even if there’s an issue with the Cloud Conch, can’t I escape when Roman can?
Helen’s expression was still filled with deep concern. Initially, she didn’t believe Roman would do such a thing, as they were allies of mutual interest. However, if Roman gained more significant benefits, such as trading the Nightmare Stone for resources, would he abandon the Cloud Conch? The answer was a resounding yes.
Helen heard Angel say that Roman had reached the end of his lifespan, and the only way to prolong it was to advance. In the desperate situation where the alarm bell of life was ringing, it was possible for Roman to do anything crazy.
However, Helen’s thinking was not comprehensive. Was Roman really crazy?
No plan in the world could be perfect. Roman’s theft of the Nightmare Stone would inevitably have flaws, even if the people of Sky Mechanical City didn’t discover it for a while, it was still possible that they would find out in the future.
But if Roman had already successfully advanced to a formal wizard by selling the Nightmare Stone, then even if he was discovered, the possibility of him being punished would be minuscule.
There is no fairness in the Wizarding World; personal strength is the driving force of power.
Roman clearly understood this point, so he made this decision. It seemed that he had swayed from his bottom line, but in fact, he still had the qualifications to sway back.
The premise of everything was that he could be promoted to a formal wizard.
Angel hadn’t finished drawing the formation when the sound of flapping wings came from the window.
Helen immediately turned her head to look, and the seabird flapping its wings outside the window was the one previously called “Toby” by the wizard master.
Helen glanced at the clock on the wall and was lost in thought: “It really came back in less than half an hour…”
As soon as Toby returned, it began chattering with Angel.
Helen was confused, but Angel responded fluently with Toby.
As Toby recounted, Angel’s expression sank slightly. At the same time, he pulled a white piece of paper and quickly sketched a black-and-white drawing.
Helen leaned in to look at Angel’s drawing: a small island appeared directly in front of a vast sea.
“This is Silver Palm Island, and its peaks are indeed terraced,” Helen thought to herself. However, one thing was strange: why was this island drawn so small? Although Silver Palm Island was an uninhabited island in the Devil’s Sea, it was already large compared to other reef islands.
Angel continued to draw, and in no time, more scenes appeared under his pen.
As the drawing zoomed out, Helen’s expression gradually turned to horror, as a massive shadow silently stood in front of Silver Palm Island.
Silver Palm Island was nearly ten times smaller compared to the shadow.
What was even more terrifying was that only a small part of the shadow drawn by Angel was above the water, and there was an even darker shadow under the water.
According to Toby’s description, this shadow represented a gigantic sea beast whose size was almost the same as an adult cloud whale.
This sea beast had a serpentine neck with spines on its back, and its body above the water resembled a crocodile with scales. But the part hidden in the water vaguely looked like a whale.
“What is… this creature? If the Cloud Conch continues forward, will we encounter this monster?” Helen was trembling all over, even her speech quivered.
“When Toby was not close to Silver Palm Island, it was lurking underwater. But once it heard the noise in the air, it slowly surfaced… If the Cloud Conch continues on, it will inevitably encounter it.”
“As for its name, I actually do know.” Angel whispered, “In the Revelation Empire, there is a wizard market called Ancient River Beach. The most famous part of this Ancient River Beach is a magazine publisher, which has compiled two popular wizarding periodicals, —Where Are the Wondrous Treasures?— and —Where Are the Magical Beasts?—”
“In the tenth-anniversary combined edition of —Where Are the Magical Beasts?—, there is an illustration of this sea creature, and it is called… Leviathan.”
“Leviathan.” Helen repeated the name, as if only through this way could she relieve the unprecedented pressure in her heart.
“An adult Leviathan’s physical strength is enough to rival a true knowledge wizard. And this one, judging by its size, seems to be an adult,” Angel said.
Helen asked, “Will the Cloud Conch be torn apart by it?”
“Of course, Leviathan is not a benevolent beast.”
“What should we do then? We’re still some distance away from Silver Palm Island. Can we bypass it?” As Helen spoke, she was already carefully considering the route to bypass it, “There are no-fly zones on both sides of Silver Palm Island. If we don’t go through Silver Palm Island, we can only change our course now and take these two routes. One side is the Stormy Demon Sea, and the other is the Gear Abyss. The Stormy Demon Sea is not accessible this month, and entering it is certain death. As for the Gear Abyss, it is said to be the graveyard of all gear machinery. Some ships will sink into the endless abyss when passing through, but there are also many cases of ships passing through successfully. Although it is risky, there is at least a glimmer of hope, and we can try to go through the Gear Abyss.”
Angel glanced at the nautical chart, and the Gear Abyss was already far away from Silver Palm Island. He shook his head, “There’s no need, going through Silver Palm Island is fine.”
“But…”
“Don’t worry. Although Leviathan’s physical strength is formidable, its weakness is quite obvious. As long as we don’t approach it closely, I have a way to avoid its attention,” Angel paused, a gleam in his eye, “More importantly, didn’t Roman guide you to take this route? Then let him taste the consequences of the Cloud Conch’s fate that he originally set.”
Chapter 711 Helen's Worries <TOC> Chapter 713 Silver Palm Island