Chapter 744 Poem of the Void <TOC> Chapter 746 Bismarck
Translator: SumTLMan
Time flows leisurely.
In the blink of an eye, a year has gone by. When Angel saw the holographic tablet displaying the month of January in the lower right corner, the Cloud Conch had already arrived at the Frostbound Passage.
The Frostbound Passage was the first route into the Devil’s Sea territory for the people of the Feran Continent. But for the ships heading to the Feran Continent, this place was basically considered the endpoint.
“Five months have passed since our departure.” Angel heard the sailors on the deck singing to celebrate the New Year and felt a touch of sentiment in his heart.
The more lively and happy a place, the more alienated it can make one feel.
Angel felt a void in his heart. He didn’t want to think about those unknown matters with no clues or reminisce about the past memories that had no echoes. He just wanted to empty his mind.
This emptiness lasted for most of the night, finally broken by Drew’s arrival.
“Sir Pat, would you like to join the banquet? Deputy Captain Helen specifically asked me to invite you…” Drew said cautiously.
Angel shook his head: “No need, if I go, you all will feel restrained. I’ll just watch from here.”
“We will soon arrive at the Feran Continent, and everyone is actually very grateful to you, Sir. They want to personally thank you,” Drew continued.
Angel considered this and did not refuse any further.
Life is a journey, and we are all passing by. Since we had the fortune of being on the same ship, it could be considered a kind of fate.
Angel joined the festivities, and as he had anticipated, although everyone was extremely grateful to him, his presence made them feel cautious. In order not to prolong the awkward atmosphere, Angel had only a small drink at the banquet before coming to the ship’s railing, leaning on it and enjoying the cold breeze.
“Sir, thank you.” A gentle voice sounded from the side.
Angel turned his head to find Helen, dressed casually, standing beside him, her hair fluttering in the night breeze.
For a moment, Angel thought he had returned to the time when he first boarded the Cloud Conch.
At that time, he was also standing at the railing of the deck, enjoying the breeze. Helen came to thank him, just like the situation now, strikingly similar.
“You’ve fulfilled your duty, ensuring the Cloud Conch reaches the Feran Continent. That is enough.” Angel replied with the same words to Helen’s gratitude.
Helen lowered her head, remaining silent for a while before suddenly asking, “Sir, if I were to enter the world of wizards too, could I catch up with you?”
“Why am I the one you’re targeting?” Angel looked at Helen, his eyes as clear as the sea under sunlight.
Helen hesitated for a moment before answering, “Of all the extraordinary people I know, there’s only you and Sir Roman. Sir Roman has already… so, the only one I can pursue is you.”
“What about Asbay?” Angel mentioned Nausica with a smile, but immediately changed the subject, “Although I don’t mind being the target you pursue, whether it’s in the world of wizards or ordinary people, the ultimate goal should always be yourself, not others. Pursue yourself, realize yourself, surpass yourself – that’s what you should be doing.”
Helen remained silent for a moment, then nodded gently, “I understand.”
Angel smiled faintly. Over the past few months, he had noticed that Helen had developed feelings for him. He even guessed that her desire to enter the extraordinary world might also be because of him.
He didn’t mind being someone else’s pursuit, prompting them to grow. However, if it becomes an obsession, it might lead to a wrong path.
So, instead of realizing it later, it was better to understand oneself from the beginning.
Helen, worthy of being a witch, quickly grasped this concept. Her face showed little struggle, only a slight hint of regret that quickly faded away.
As a woman who had managed to win over a group of men and become the deputy captain of the Cloud Conch, Helen was exceptional. She was not only decisive but also carefree in her actions.
Noticing the subtle change in Helen’s expression and her eyes showing relief, Angel dropped his gentle attitude and jokingly asked, “Judging by your tone, you seem quite confident about entering the Wizarding World.”
Helen shrugged noncommittally. Before, her friend had hinted at helping her become a talented individual, but she pretended not to understand. Now, she was determined to enter that world.
“If you do become a talented individual, you can also join the Savage Grottoes,” Angel said, taking a piece of parchment from his bracelet. In no time, an emblem of a lion’s heart entwined in thorns appeared on the parchment.
Angel handed the parchment bearing his mark to Helen, “You should be familiar with Boro of White Shell Sea City. If you want to join the Savage Grottoes, you can take this to him.”
Helen nodded and carefully stored the parchment. Although she was almost certain that even if she became a talented individual, she would probably follow her friend instead of going to the Savage Grottoes. But the future was uncertain, and who could guarantee the path ahead?
With this parchment, there was always a backup plan. Even if it wasn’t needed, it could serve as a memento.
Their conversation didn’t last long, and Helen returned to the banquet to drink and be merry with the others.
The feast lasted until midnight, with people scattered around in various states of inebriation, still humming the Champagne Song. Angel leaned against the railing and couldn’t help but join the melodious tune, humming softly.
As the song ended, the ship fell into a peaceful slumber, with everyone but those on duty drifting into a sweet dreamland.
Bathed in gentle moonlight, the Angel drifted slowly towards the dawn. When darkness was pierced by the light, the lookout on the watchtower shouted, “The light from the Beacon of Dawn has come!”
At this early hour, the sky was still a hazy gray. Those who had been drinking and dozing in their dreams suddenly heard these words, and their drowsy eyes lit up at once.
Nearly half of the sailors rose to their feet, looking towards the horizon. At this time, Angel also walked out of her cabin.
In the distance, a greenish-gray lighthouse, appearing rather short due to its distance, rotated its beacon, illuminating the Angel’s position.
Though much of the beam was absorbed by the night, it didn’t hinder everyone from seeing that light.
Almost everyone cheered!
At first, Angel looked puzzled, but after hearing the whispers below, she understood why they were so excited.
The Beacon of Dawn marked the entrance to the Devil’s Sea. When they saw this lighthouse, it meant they had arrived at the Cape of Dawn!
Dawn Island, this place was a supply station for entering and leaving the Devil’s Sea.
Passing this island meant they had left the Devil’s Sea, and the days of monstrous waves would be left far behind. How could they not be overjoyed?
“Have we finally left?” Angel recalled the journey through the Devil’s Sea, feeling as if it were a dream. Having experienced dangers and miraculous encounters, she felt a sense of fulfillment.
As the Angel passed the Cape of Dawn, Angel saw a group of ordinary people standing beneath the Beacon of Dawn, cheering at the ship and even enthusiastically throwing food and silk onto the ship.
“Is this the warmth of Dawn Island?”
“Every time I pass by here, it makes me feel that this trip was worthwhile.”
“Although I don’t know them, seeing their enthusiasm every time makes me feel like a triumphant general.”
The sailors’ conversations reached Angel’s ears, and she was somewhat surprised to find that the islanders were spontaneously cheering for the Angel.
From the mouths of the islanders, Angel faintly heard words of praise: the ship of the brave who conquered the devil.
“Indeed, it’s very warm.” Angel couldn’t help but be moved by the islanders’ simple actions. He deeply sensed that there were too many people in this world who, although seemingly insignificant, had their own ways of living and their own beliefs.
This was the real world, not the cold, hard data recorded in books.
Although the enthusiasm of Dawn Island inspired everyone, making them feel like true conquerors of the devil, the Angel did not anchor in response to the islanders’ expectations. Instead, it continued forward, passing Dawn Island.
According to the records on the nautical chart, Dawn Island already belonged to the southwestern border country of the Feran Continent – Greenrose Territory.
After another day’s journey, they would reach the Moonset Port of the Greenrose Kingdom. The sailors, eager to return home, could hardly wait to set foot on the Feran Continent, even if their homes were not there. Given the ample supplies, they naturally did not want to linger on Dawn Island.
The next morning, the vast coastline of the Feran Continent appeared before their eyes.
The Cloud Conch entered the port smoothly, and the port brokers, seeing a cargo ship from the Vast Continent, immediately set off to inform the various major firms.
During the unloading process, Angel disembarked from the ship with Helen and Alvin following him, while Drew stood behind Alvin.
“Sir, I have a mansion in Moonset City. If you don’t mind, you can rest there for a few days,” Alvin respectfully offered.
Angel considered the offer; he indeed planned to rest on the Feran Continent for some time, partly to investigate Lucas’s affairs and partly to see if he could find more talented individuals.
Furthermore, he hadn’t thoroughly researched the “Poem of the Void.” Angel accepted Alvin’s invitation, nodding his head, “Then I’ll trouble you.”
“Sir, you have taken care of us all the way, and this is just my duty as a host. There’s no trouble at all,” Alvin replied, about to lead the way. As he turned his head, he noticed a man in the distance wearing the uniform of the White Shell Shipping Company. He frowned, “Sir, I may have to excuse myself for a moment. The company inspector is here, probably to investigate why Sir Roman hasn’t contacted them for a long time. Helen and I need to report the matter to the company.”
After saying this, Alvin glanced at Drew behind him, “Drew, you lead this gentleman to my house. I’ll also take care of your probationary employee status at the company.”
Drew nodded and walked in front of Angel.
Angel also noticed the man in the distance, who had a faint aura of energy about him, seemingly a novice apprentice.
“Alright then.” Angel was about to leave with Drew when he suddenly stopped, “By the way, Captain Alvin, there’s something I need you to help me investigate.”