Chapter 1146： Fleet heading north (1/2)

A human fleet that has never been seen in the distant sea sails to an ancient and unknown country. The surging power brought by magic machinery splits the waves. The ancient races from the deep sea and the legendary dragon lead the course and shelter the fleet. Security—Such a scene, almost everyone thought it would only appear in the story of the bard.

Byron looked into the distance from the deck of the Bitter Winter, and the oncoming cold wind engulfed the fishy smell from the ocean. I don’t know when, he was completely accustomed to this smell, accustomed to the magnificence of facing the endless sea. And a sense of shock.

A flutter of wings suddenly came from high above, and Byron subconsciously raised his head, he saw a black dragon approaching the deck of the Winter's ship like a dark cloud falling from the sky-before it completely landed, this huge figure was already there. The chaotic light and shadow quickly turned into a human form, a young man with short black hair, brown skin, black eyes and a happy smile.

This is one of the "escorts" sent by Tarrond to protect the fleet and guide the route, named Mokruul.

The black dragon transformed into a human form landed on the deck and walked briskly to Byron's side. At the same time, he said in a relaxed tone: "We are crossing the eternal storm sea, luck is good, the weather on this road is very good...the sea conditions are also it is good."

"This is the eternal storm sea area? The big storm that scared people back then?" Byron suddenly showed a look of astonishment. He raised his head and looked around at the sea slowly undulating in the breeze, except for very far away places. Apart from the shadows of some islands and reefs, there is nothing in this sea, "I didn't see anything..."

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"Because the ancient power that once entrenched in this sea area has completely dissipated, and the things that once stood here no longer exist," the young black dragon shook his head gently, and the appearance that had always been relaxed and happy was a bit solemn at this moment. "Our current location is the ancient launch site. There was a fateful battle that changed everything here... But now, everything is over."

While talking, he lowered his head, looking through the layers of decks and cabins to see the scene in the distant deep sea: "But on the bottom of the sea, there are still some things remaining, which are ancient that have not been destroyed by war. The ruins represent the former glory of Tarrond... Maybe one day, we will reproduce those ancient technologies."

"For short-lived humans, that is really very distant history," Byron shrugged. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that there are so many hidden in this world that have been forgotten. Secret."

"I heard that you were an adventurer," the young black dragon laughed and looked at Byron with some curiosity. "I also heard that when you were young, you also explored ancient ruins in the forgotten forest. Looking for lost history, is this all true?"

Byron was taken aback for a moment, with a weird expression on his lips: "Well... I was an adventurer at the beginning. In our human society, adventurers are different from adventurers, do you understand?"

"Is that so?" The young black dragon was a little surprised, "I thought these two words mean the same...Sorry, I have never left Tarrond before, and I don't know much about the vocabulary of the human world. Is there any difference between each profession?"

Byron thought about it seriously, and began to explain to the **** in front of him the valuable experience he has summarized in this life: "In short, adventurers want money but don’t die, adventurers don’t want money or life..."

The **** Mo Kruulton showed a thoughtful look, and at the same time asked casually: "What about the money and death?"

"It's smart people who want money and kill," Byron immediately sorted out his navy cloak and messy hair like a bandit leader, and said solemnly, "Such a person later became a navy marshal."

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The bow of the Mary on Ice split through the cold breaking waves in the northern waters, and the low roar from the operation of the machinery in the engine room was filtered by several compartments and silencer runes to become a kind of buzzing like nothing. The sound came from the depths of the deck. The old man wearing a short black robe and a black cap was leaning against the guardrail on the side of the ship, looking into the distance with excited and expectant eyes, a large book floating on a heavy parchment paper Beside him, an unhandled quill pen was brushing and writing quickly, leaving lines of words and symbols on the blank pages of the large parchment book.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and a young woman dressed as an adventurer passed by. After seeing the old man leaning on the railing, the lady wearing a hunting suit and a weapon on her waist stopped curiously: "Mo Father Dill...what are you doing?"

"Can't you see it? Observe and record," Modil said without looking back. "Pay attention to all the interesting details that I saw during the journey, and record them accurately and timely. This is the basic quality of adventurers. ."

"Is it... It's a pity that I'm just an adventurer, and I don't quite understand what an "adventurer" like you is pursuing." The young lady waved her hand. "Anyway, as long as you don't suddenly jump into the sea to hunt down sharks or Suddenly flying to the sky and racing with the dragon is just fine... Although everyone on the ship has now determined that you are a powerful spellcaster, please think more about the nervously fragile ordinary people who serve as crew members. Think, they are not the kind of well-trained Imperial soldiers on the Bitter Winter."

"Ah...oh, oh yes, you are right, Miss Lola," Modil finally turned his head from the outboard scenery, and patted his head in hindsight. "Don't worry, I will do it now. When this kind of thing happened, I became invisible in advance."

The corners of the young female adventurer named Lola suddenly twitched-after a sea journey, the adventurers who took the "Mary on Ice" were already familiar with each other, although they could not reach the battlefield where they could experience life and death together. Friendship, but according to "industry habits", everyone can be regarded as teammates in a large adventure team for the time being, and she has gradually become familiar with the awe and vigilance of the strong policeman named Modil from the beginning. Get connected. In all fairness, this old mage who seems to have a memory problem is actually a very easy person to get along with. He is very powerful, but he does not have the arrogance and coldness of the old-school mage, but in some cases... the old man’s style of acting is also a bit lethargic. The people around are nervous.

As a great adventurer (at least as he claims to be), Modil did a lot of things he wanted on the road, such as suddenly jumping off the boat when he sensed something in the deep sea and seeing the dragon on the road. The sky **** suddenly flew up and shoulder to shoulder with the dragon has happened more than once. To be honest, if not personally confirmed, Laura would almost suspect that the main purpose of the old man in the adventure group was to die halfway...

Turned some thoughts that did not respect the elder in her mind, Laura quickly condensed her floating thoughts, and then curiously looked at the big parchment book floating beside the old mage. As a senior hunter with fairly good living conditions, she read some books before promoting general education in the empire. She also thinks that she is a "learned" among the five big and three rough adventurers. When he glanced over the densely packed text and symbols on the pages of the book, a spontaneous doubt rose from the bottom of his heart-afraid that the books I had read in the past 20 years were all fake?