Chapter 94 Voyage Diary

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November 7th.

Today is the day to go to sea, I must commemorate it.

The weather today is very good, the wind is calm, and the sun is shining brightly. I ate grilled fish with herbs from a specialty restaurant in the morning, and it tasted pretty good.

November 9

Smooth sailing, nothing happened yesterday.

Captain Alger Wilson is generally a good person to talk to, as long as the pay is adequate. He said that he has a good understanding of the route I requested, so this trip will probably only take more than a month, which is really good.

I really hope I can return to land before the New Year.

November 13

After five days of sailing, we arrived at Desi Bay.

It is very lively here as always, and it is one of the most beautiful and prosperous ports in the Kingdom of Loen. At the request of the sailors and me, we entered the port together and had a meal at a restaurant near the sea, because it was not convenient to dock in Feneport and left Disi

After the bay, there is no port to stay in. The next time we see land, we can only look forward to those small islands far away.

I keep your request in mind and collect the legends of the abyss.

But none were found. The most common rumors circulating at sea are that of a giant octopus or sea monster, or that they were swept by strange ocean currents into fertile sea areas that they have never seen before, and encountered a beautiful mermaid lady by chance.

November 15

Extraordinary abilities are attracting each other. When passing through the violent sea and approaching the southern continent, the "Blue Avenger" encountered the ship of the Indulgence Faction.

Captain Wilson showed off his skills... Although he is only at Sequence 7, the storm path at sea, especially far away from the land, is still very advantageous. If I encounter a storm angel at sea, I will probably have to call you for help. However,

, they seemed to be just performing ordinary tasks, and they just happened to be attracted to me. It was really an unnecessary disaster.

I was almost recognized by them, but fortunately they quickly changed their route and ran away as soon as they saw my face. Well, I will deal with it later.

Mr. Alger seems to have started to guess my approach. He is really a very suspicious and insecure person.

November 17

good news.

...the ship deviated from the channel.

Such a spiritual ghost ship, accompanied by a navigator and a group of sailors, actually deviated from the channel silently due to wind, ocean currents, and two foggy nights where the stars could not be seen clearly.

I think we should be approaching something, is it an abyss?

By the way, Mr. Alger’s reaction is also very interesting.

Because he actually used the word "deviate from the channel", it turns out that he has a route of his own in this sea area.

November 18

I felt that wonderful connection. Something huge that I couldn't see directly seemed to be within a distance that I could perceive.

Teacher, if you are here, you should have seen it.

I was sure that we were approaching the abyss, because the mood of the crew was affected, and they began to get angry for no reason and have all kinds of emotional confusion. At the same time, the food and water on the ship were quietly dwindling, and there were sounds in the corridors and decks in the middle of the night.

Some people are whispering, some are hiding food, and some are starting to look at their companions with enemy eyes. This is a situation caused by the spiritual path of demons.

There was a problem with his team, and Mr. Wilson was distressed for several days, but he was a powerful boss, and the crew could still obey him even if they began to turn to the evil side. But he knew that this was temporary, so it was urgent

The route was modified and we went to the Oradek Islands for repairs. I have no objection to this, because I also want to see the primeval forest archipelago of Oradek, and maybe eat original barbecue.

It is now twelve o'clock in the evening, I have not lit any candles, and my cabin has no windows. As I write this sentence, someone is looking at me through the crack of the door.

November 20

Today is the second day of their stay in the Oradec Islands. The crew members are in a much better mental state and have picked a lot of wild fruits. Mr. Wilson is also relieved and attributes the previous undercurrent to the depressing sailing.

However, it is very abnormal for experienced sailors to start to have psychological problems within less than a week of sailing.

So Mr. Wilson held a simple mass in the evening in the name of appeasing everyone, praying to the Lord of Storms for protection. Although he was talking about collective prayers, the specifications and procedures were all mass. From this, it can be seen that Mr. Wilson is a member of the Church of Storms.

A "captain" of.

November 22

Just after leaving the Oradek Islands, we veered off course again.

Mr. Wilson's mood collapsed. He began to stare at me for a long time. I heard evil thoughts surging in his heart. In his eyes, I should have been a disaster. If I didn't get relief in time, he would probably do something like this.

I threw the crew and I into the sea and then returned to the ship with enough supplies to escape. The crew seemed to have started writing suicide notes and then put them into the consumed bottles of Relange. Fortunately, there were enough bottles.

Today at noon, a crew member caught a piece of black meat. Then he lost control. I comforted him in time and made him forget about it.

This piece of meat remains active and will corrode other organic matter. If someone eats it, that person will turn into black meat.

Teacher, I think I have reached the edge of the abyss.

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Backlund's winter is inseparable from the fireplace and fog. It's almost December in the blink of an eye, and there is only more than a month left before the New Year.

Amon still monitors Klein on time, so he has his own room in the villa, filled with books he is interested in and gadgets he purchased. Metal globes, sparkling ornaments, and borders

wizard robes, pointed hats, many different styles and even custom-made monocles (no prescription, all flat). Amon obviously regarded Room 3 on the 2nd floor as his long-term residence, and worked tirelessly to slowly build it in it.

Get out of your comfort zone.

He has taken the first step from being an ordinary crow to becoming a crow with his own unique aesthetic.

During these days, Edward clearly felt the changes in him. For example, he consciously changed his dressing style, began to try styles other than wizard robes, used Riel as his audience and evaluator, and then tried in circles.

After a while, it turned back into a wizard's robe. Although it still has a similar style, it has been decorated with some of my favorite ornaments, such as various colored crystals or simple jewelry. In short, it is all sparkling.

sparkling with light.

Edward turned off the crystal chandelier that must be turned on at night, and the gas wall lamps lit up one after another, filling the luxurious villa with warm and cheap light.

There is no doubt that under his own indulgence, this Amon is like a student from the old era who is in the second grade of middle school (it doesn't matter whether he is a junior high school or a high school). He begins to express his own sense of existence and consciously avoids the stereotyped image of Amon.

, trying hard to distinguish himself from the same people, like an energetic peacock with its tail open all day long.

The over-repressed (actually non-existent) self brought about a powerful counterattack. This Amon expressed himself flamboyantly, looking for "his favorite" styles and items. So much so that Edward felt that he might put on a strange outfit at any time, and then learn to imitate

Like a meaningless cartoon, he started to say some creepy and sweaty words to the sky.

Fortunately, Amon did not do this. After more than a week of noisy, he gradually settled down. He had almost found his own preferences. In terms of knowledge, he was more interested in legends and things from the old era. In terms of food,

In terms of appearance, he unexpectedly chose the flavor of the southern continent. In terms of clothing, his hobbies are a bit exaggerated. If Amon's overall style is that of a classical wizard, then he is a classical upstart wizard.

"Your aesthetics and matching of gems are really..." Riel couldn't help but slap the ground with his tail, "Why not use pearls?"

"Pearls are too ordinary." Amon took two steps, and the precious metal and gemstone ornaments jingled. He was very satisfied, "I like this."

"What a crow."

"That's right."

"But you are a thief." Riel put his hands on the cushion temporarily lent to him, his blue-gray eyes were dizzy from the reflection, "You are dressed like this, you should be fishing, attracting thieves

?”

"So..." Amon couldn't help but think about it carefully. Young people in the second grade of middle school will be eager to show off and prove that they are different because of their awakening of self-awareness, so Amon thought rebelliously.

, "Maybe I can change the route...?"

But there was no such precedent. Amon and his avatar were born in the same way for the rest of their lives, so he didn't think much about it. He quickly put it behind him and admired himself like a jewel.

Edward, who was drinking tea and reading a newspaper on the sofa, cast his gaze from above the newspaper, and then extinguished a few more gas lamps.

The windows were half-closed, and the sound of rain pattered outside. The winter in Loen was not only cold, but also often humid and rainy. The temperature was approaching single digits. Amon lit the fireplace in a ceremonial manner, and Riel consciously

He dragged a soft cushion and leaned against the fireplace. The smokeless coals were burned with crackling sounds, and some expensive imported fragrant woods were also burned together.

The fragrant light green smoke began to drift inside the house, and the rain was blown into the house by the icy wind, adding to the untimely chill.

This is a rain that takes away the last remaining warmth of this winter. After this rain, the temperature will drop off a cliff and enter a real cold winter.

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The blood-streaked bones are astonishingly beautiful, and the exquisitely crafted brand-new altar is enough to prove one's devotion to the great god. This is the art that the devil likes, rather than the violent and straightforward tearing and killing of the indulgent faction.

When night falls, the red moon hangs high, and you can just see the bloody full moon hanging above the altar under the altar.

Take three fingers, cut them, insert candle wicks, pour in wax oil, and after solidification, engrave the symbol of the great existence. Pour the five-pointed star and sheep head, and the leader of the sacrifice will bring the animal for sacrifice.

Their bellies were cut open with grace and skill, and there were sounds of grinding teeth, running sounds, excited roars of beasts and a few short screams.

"The great mother tree of desire, the great demon king."

"You are the father of demons, the god of lost hearts, and the eternal screamer."

"Your humble believers pray for your attention, and your devout believers pray for your response. We have found the residence of the rebellious man. Edward Vaughn of "Fear" is currently hiding in the Northern Continent. Please blind him to his perception.

, in the name of the mother tree and the devil king, I will give him death. How stupid and arrogant he is, how dare he call himself "the abyss", disrespect the mother tree and the devil king, he should be punished by God, be punished forever, and die without a burial place.
To be continued...