Chapter 717 The Vanishing Ship <TOC> Chapter 719 Legend of the Sea of Flowers
Translator: SumTLMan
In a remote corner of the Devil’s Sea, atop a hundred-meter-long eel, there was a bubble. Inside the bubble stood a crystal tower, adorned with fluorite and various colorful corals, appearing utterly magnificent.
At this moment, rhythmic footsteps echoed within the main hall of the tower.
A silver-haired, handsome man sat in the center of the hall, slowly opening his eyes. Through the transparent crystal wall, he saw a tall young man approaching from outside.
The young man came before the silver-haired man, bowing gracefully, “Lord Sirius.”
Sirius squinted his eyes, looking at the blue fish scale on the young man’s forehead, a barely discernible glint flashing in his eyes, “Oh, it’s Jiebo ne. You came to see me suddenly ne; do you have news of Lucas ne?”
Jiebo shook his head, “Lucas, as a mere mortal from ancient times, is not easy to track. I came this time because I caught those little ants; they confessed all their information.”
“Oh? Are you talking about those wandering apprentices that appeared in the nearby seas ne? Although I’m not very interested, to avoid adding variables, I should still listen to the matter of these little bugs ne.”
Jiebo raised his head, “According to the interrogation, they come from the Rat Ant Underground Society, and their target this time is not that mysterious space.”
“Tsk, the disgusting bugs of the Rat Ant Underground Society, just hearing about them makes one want to crush them ne.” Sirius paused, then continued, “So, who is their target ne?”
“Angel.” Jiebo felt an odd sensation rising within him as he spoke the name.
“Angel? That name sounds familiar ne.” Sirius fiddled with the crystal indentations on his seat, and suddenly, as if remembering something, “Although I haven’t been back to the Song of the Deep Sea recently, I heard a rumor that there is a person named Angel who has an irreconcilable enmity with you ne. It can’t be… that it is this person named Angel ne.”
Jiebo’s mouth twitched involuntarily. He had heard that Sirius, the “Big Fish Wizard,” liked to add “ne” at the end of his sentences. At first, he didn’t think much of it, but after interacting with Sirius, he realized that Sirius wasn’t just ‘fond’ of it but ‘obsessed’; even if the context didn’t require “ne,” he would forcibly add it.
While Jiebo grumbled internally, he maintained a cool and handsome appearance on the outside, “Yes, it’s this Angel. However, the rumor is not entirely accurate; I have no grudge against Angel.”
“No grudge, then how could the rumor spread so widely ne?” Sirius looked at Jiebo’s expression, the corner of his mouth slightly curving, “It seems that without your permission, this rumor wouldn’t have spread to the point where even I heard it ne. Could it be that you are trying to use Angel to cover up something ne?”
Jiebo lowered his head, and an image of a woman with blue hair flashed through his mind.
“No, I’m just too lazy to explain.”
Sirius stood up, his long silver hair flowing as if it were filled with a faint starlight.
He took a step closer to Jiebo, and although he didn’t exert any pressure, there was an overpowering sense of superiority from his higher position.
“You’re lying ne,” Sirius said, with a sly upturn at the end of each word.
Jiebo swallowed but neither admitted nor denied it.
“However, I don’t really care if you’re lying or not ne. Since even your mentor, Lord Sea God, turns a blind eye, why should I, an outsider, bother with you ne?” Sirius continued, walking past Jiebo and picking up a painting from a table behind him.
“I’m not that curious, but to avoid ruining the plan, I still have to ask ne: Why did those wandering apprentices want to kill Angel ne? And why did Angel come to the Devil’s Sea area ne?”
Jiebo replied, “Angel is a disciple of the Phantom Master.”
Sirius paused for a moment, his expression momentarily twisted, and then he burst into laughter: “I heard that Sanders took on a genius student, so it’s him… It makes sense ne. Sanders nearly wiped out the entire Rat Ant Underground Society, and they don’t dare to retaliate against him, so it’s normal for them to target his disciple, as they’re all despicable cowards ne.”
“As for why Angel came to the Devil’s Sea, based on the information they gathered, it seems he came to visit his family. He’s from Edge Island, and the Devil’s Sea is the nearest route,” Jiebo explained.
Sirius pondered, “Edge Island ne? It does seem to have no connection with the mysterious space ne.”
“Sir, how should we deal with those Rat Ant Underground Society wandering apprentices?” Jiebo asked.
Sirius contemplated for a moment, “Angel doesn’t have a grudge against you, but Sanders and I have some unresolved hatred ne. I’d like to personally eliminate that young apprentice, but it’s against the rules ne. Since the Rat Ant people want to deal with him, let them go and see the fun of insects fighting each other ne.”
“But will releasing them affect our plan?” Jiebo furrowed his brow. “Mentor said that the opportunities here are extremely important. If we can seize them, even the entire Song of the Deep Sea will have a huge leap. It would be a huge loss if these insects ruin it.”
Sirius handed the painting in his hand to Jiebo, “According to the prophecy wizard’s estimation, there’s this guy guarding the entrance to the mysterious space ne. What makes you think those apprentices could enter the mysterious space ne?”
Jiebo looked at the painting in his hand, surprise flickering in his eyes, “This is… the Leviathan?! Why would it become a guardian?”
“Who knows ne? After all, the power of mystery is beyond reason,” Sirius said before continuing, “You don’t need to worry about those insects anymore ne. Keep searching for Lucas’s news; that’s the top priority ne.”
Jiebo nodded with a puzzled expression on his face, “Lord Sirius, I have been searching for information about this person, but what role did he play in the mysterious space?”
“What role ne? Even the prophecy wizards are hesitant to speak, who knows ne?”
…
On the other side, after returning to his bedroom, Angel took out the scroll brought back by the scouting puppet.
These things were not easy to discuss with ordinary people, and Helen and Alvin kept silent about the scroll in a tacit understanding. Therefore, Angel was the first one to read the scroll.
“It seems quite thick.” Angel casually held it up, feeling its hefty weight, “But I don’t know what’s recorded inside.”
With anticipation, Angel opened the first page of the scroll.
The musty smell, mixed with a strange parchment odor, was extremely unpleasant.
When he saw the words on the scroll, disappointment showed in Angel’s eyes.
—This was a captain’s log.
He was full of hope, thinking that there would be some opportunity, but reality seemed to always be dampened by rain and wind.
After all, it was just an aristocratic exploration ship from the Feran Continent. It would be strange if there were any extraordinary legacies in the captain’s cabin. A captain’s log, on the other hand, made sense.
Although Angel was somewhat disappointed, he was also curious. What had the ship gone through? Why were there signs of water damage? And why did it suddenly disappear?
So, Angel continued reading.
“The Most Honest Captain of the Shining Gold Age — Lucas’s Captain’s Log”
Upon seeing this title, he couldn’t help but chuckle. Which captain would claim themselves to be the most honest captain and even add an era label? As if the era had certified it.
“Shining Gold Year 1347, early days of the Blossoming Moon Month, clear weather.”
“…The Feather Fan, which has been repaired for many years, is ready to set sail. My departure will leave the high society of the nobles with one less friend of the noble ladies. They will miss me, won’t they? But why did no one come to see me off? Hmph, they must all be dead from illness.”
“Shining Gold Year 1347, the seventh day of the Month of Blooming Flowers, stormy, then clear.”
“…We just set sail and it started raining, and it rained for three consecutive days. The damp rain is really annoying. After my sincere prayer, the ocean god granted me a favor, and the sun came out. He also told me that from now on, it will never rain again in this sea area.”
“…”
As Angel continued to read through the log, his expression grew more and more peculiar: What on earth was recorded in this log?
Elaborate wording piled up, a problem common to most nobles, but Angel didn’t mind. However, the content recorded here was simply bizarre.
There were some normal sailing records, but at the same time, there were also very peculiar records.
Such as praying to see the ocean god, which was quite basic.
“I shed tears of sorrow, and as they fell into the ocean, a beautiful sea of flowers bloomed. The drifting fallen leaves seemed to represent my melancholic mood.”
A sea of flowers and the ocean were two different things, right? And where did the fallen leaves come from? Weren’t you on a ship?
The more Angel read, the more confused he became. Was Lucas certain he was writing a sailing log and not a romantic novel?
“Shining Gold Year 1348, Month of Recovery, first day of the late phase, sunny day.”
“I actually encountered pirates! I took up my knight’s longsword and charged forward, hahaha, I killed so delightfully, all of them died under my sword. Then, with one stroke, I killed the pirate leader a hundred miles away, and seized a ship full of treasure!”
“A flying sword, taking a head from a hundred miles away.” Angel clicked his tongue twice. This log truly opened his eyes. With such imagination, he could try writing a novel and might start a craze on the Feran Continent.
“Shining Gold Year 1350, Month of Cold, first day of the late phase, sunny day.”
“…I saw a fire-breathing dragon, battling another monster on the ocean. In the end, the fire dragon died.”
A fire dragon and the ocean? What a great combination. Angel was already too weak to complain.
Angel continued to flip through, the log entries inside were mostly disjointed, only major events were recorded. Soon he reached the last page.
“Shining Gold Year 1353, Month of Cold, sixth day of the early phase, foggy.”
“It’s been thirty days since the Feather Fan returned to the mainland. No one believes the honest Captain Lucas. They say if I can’t produce treasure, I’m a liar! I was so angry I jumped into a well.”
“Is that it?” Angel felt puzzled after reading it, such an unexpected ending.
Why did the Feather Fan appear in the fog? How did you die? And why was the ship wet? There was no mention. In the end, it returned to the Feran Continent as the conclusion.
This guy was probably not the honest Captain Lucas, but rather a habitual liar or perhaps a daydreamer? However, the plot twists were quite dramatic and could be turned into a fairytale for children to read.
Angel closed the parchment and decided to forget everything recorded here.
After hesitating for a moment, Angel said, “Perhaps what’s recorded here is true?”
Chapter 717 The Vanishing Ship <TOC> Chapter 719 Legend of the Sea of Flowers