The box hugged the magic sword Gwenders, and sat on the steps on the street with his knees, not far away, looking at an elf girl feeding the tall Aquin gray sloth with fruit. She used her hands to touch the latter's furry ears, which were a huge and gentle creature with long claws but not aggressive. It had a gray mane, but from the ears, through the eyes and to the kiss, there was a slender brown striped hair. The Elf tamed this creature as a pack beast, and the two had been together for at least a thousand years.

On the street are tall tree houses with curved branches and magic lamps of four-leaf clovers hanging from above, reflecting the night market with brilliant lights and people coming and going. Not far away, the market sells various elves fruits, bright colors, and some boxes have never been seen before. He saw merchants and elements freezing them, packing them, put them on a boat, and then transporting them to Korin-Ishurien.

“The night is beautiful.”

Demon Sword Gwenders said. It was unknown when it could talk to the box, but others could not hear its voice, which was more like an illusion - only when the box was in a state of consciousness can the sword be heard talking to him. Whenever he came to his senses and looked at the other party, he turned back to the cold, silver-flowered sword on his guardian, without moving.

But not every word of the box responds. The boy sat there, staring at the port in a daze.

Helplessly, Gwenders had to change the topic: "Elf actually doesn't like humans."

It began to make arguments: "They are forced to alliance with mortals. But the immortal species will not empathize with mortals. When humans turn into a pile of dead bones, the elves still live a life that is unchanging day after day. You look at the ephemerals and live and die day by day, and you will only think that they are a group of pitiful insects-"

“…Aren’t you angry?”

"Why am I angry?" The box answered intently.

"They live much longer than you!"

The box felt that his sword was a little weird.

But he didn't tell anyone about this, it was his sword, not someone else's sword.

The magic sword Gwenders seduced: "I actually know some elves' sword skills."

But the box disdained. "The elves' swordsmanship is gorgeous but unreal."

"Nonsense," the former was furious: "How dare you judge others with your three-legged cat's sword skills?"

The box asked, "What are you anxious about?"

Magic Sword Gwenders took a breath of air conditioning.

It asked, "Well, where is the swordsman of the Oshu people?"

I'm interested in this box.

He looked at his sword, but the sword immediately turned back to its ordinary appearance and remained motionless in his arms.

The scabbard of the rock shark leather is very thick and dull. The box is thinking, and rubs the long cracks on it with its fingers.

He heard someone calling him, and turned around and saw Parker on the mast, waved his hand hard in this direction, shouting, "...that guy asked you to get on the boat."

That guy is Fang Yu.

The Paparals have always lacked respect for his captain.

On the Qihai Traveler's account—

"Mr. Baggins," Jita was lying on the side of the ship, leaning out and looking down, "The leader asked you to come up first."

The sailor was hanging on the ladder, holding several nails in his mouth, and knocking the board with a claw hammer made a ping-pong sound. After hearing this, he raised his head, grabbed the ladder and climbed onto the side of the boat, let out the iron nails, and threw them into the tool box beside him, and then asked:

"What's wrong with him, Captain?"

"The north wind is about to rise, and Brother Ed wants to call everyone for a meeting."

"I understand," Baggins understood immediately, "I'll clean up first, and I'll arrive soon. Do you need my help notify others?"

The naturalist Miss nodded, and the glasses slid from her thin nose. She hurriedly held it with her hands and said, "...Luo Hao, and Sister Aitela and the Big Cat Man, Miss Xiesta should also be in the cabin below, in the boiler room, Mr. Baggins notified them, and... "

She turned around and looked at Luo Yu not far away.

The latter was closing the communication page, and the silver light quickly dimmed from the boy's dark eyes. He looked over taciturnly, with a feeling of depression in his eyes.

Jita opened her mouth.

But I didn't know what to say for a moment.

She also knew that Luo Yu was worried about family affairs. As a convener from the same group, the two naturally had to get closer. He had said more than once in private that everything here was the world behind the Star Gate he imagined.

Jita could completely care about that emotion because she felt so.

That's every bit of the trip...

Since I was very young, I have only been full of interest and yearning for the world recorded in the text and the profound knowledge in the books, and I am not interested in the fight, killing, interest entanglements between people, and the struggles and calculations of guilds.

What she yearns for is the unique beauty of the world after Star Gate, the books hidden in the deep and ancient library, the bizarre experiences, the joy extracted from each line of text, and the magnificent scenery witnessed by the journey and the footprints.

But the family’s requirements for her are actually far stricter than those of Luo Yu’s family. She envied her peers’ colorful childhood, and she had countless exercises, training, and then joined the youth training camp. She was cowardly, but at the same time she was everyone’s pride.

She had never disappointed every gaze that had been added to her.

Stand out from his peers, get the best partners, win every competition, graduate from the training camp with all the best results, successfully enter the branch of the Rose Crusader, and become the only naturalist in the Oak Knights.

Finally, become the owner of Guriel's Magic Book.

But……

What is your true intention?

What was her original intention for doing those things? Just to become the person that others expect and become a better self. She could hardly remember when the last time she really relaxed, perhaps looking at Fang Yu's back and envying each other's free heart?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But she is timid inside.

He didn't even dare to mention these with others, with Aitela, with Mr. Big Catman, with her leader.

Jita was holding his magic book. One side of the book was inlaid with four-colored gems, and the copper frame was decorated with the side image of the girl. The girl lowered her head, slender eyelashes, and held the symbol of light and ether in her hands - that was the source of magic and magicians who taught her.

But what is the source of her confidence in the future?

The scholar's little lady herself couldn't explain it clearly.

Baggins looked at the two of them and couldn't help but laugh.

He walked over and patted Luo Yu on the shoulder, "When I was young, I was still a craftsman apprentice in Tansneer's area. My family's expectation for me was to join the craftsman association and have a stable career, get married and have children. My father, my father's generation, have lived this way, and life is ordinary, but steady."

Luo Yu was slightly stunned and subconsciously raised his head.

Jita also came back from her thoughts. She raised her head and listened to the sailors telling the story of her youth with some curiosity.

Baggins gently stroked the tattoo on his arm, and his eyes were shining with a faint glow - the sailor remembered his youth, but he had seen too many storms. The sailor always had to grow up in the wind and waves, bid farewell to those troubles and slight pains of youth, and become firm in the storm.

Say goodbye to the youthful past again.

He said in a tone of remembrance: "But I have been out of touch with the people around me since I was a child. I like the boats coming and going in the port, the boats of humans, the boats of dwarfs, the boats of elfs, the tall hull, the streamlined shape, the towering masts, and countless sails. Since then, I have been determined to get on the boat, whether it is a sailor or a captain, in short, I have made up my mind.

The family naturally opposed it because it was never an easy business to make a living in the sea of ​​clouds. There were pirates, storms, and monsters in the sea of ​​sky. Many people never came back after they set off with the fleet. They were worried about my safety and the loss of my son." Baggins touched the glass prosthetic eye in his right socket.

The gray glass ball was reflecting a distant fire. There was a scar. It was lighter in color than the skin elsewhere on his face. "But their objections were useless. I was a person who was right. One night I secretly got on the boat. Soon after that, I joined the eldest lady's father's fleet, and then until now..."

He turned around, "Do you know, I have never regretted it, I have experienced life and death, lost my companions, but the biggest gain I have gained from my life is to be myself. I am now the father of two children and the husband of a wife. I have walked through my life and answered this question with all that.

At the end of my life, I have tried hard, whether it is failure or success, I face it calmly, because that is my own choice. And what about you, have you thought about how to answer your questions in your life?"

Baggins said: "Sometimes, all the family needs is the answer to a question.

What kind of person do they want you to become? Or do they expect that your children can live up to their lives. When you can answer this question, you will have the right to be responsible for yourself. As for what your path is, others cannot assert, and only you yourself know it."

The sailor glanced at the two of them and walked out of the cabin.

Luo Yu said nothing.

The boy actually asked this question countless times in his heart. What exactly do he want?

He does not lack the courage to make decisions, but he lacks the determination to firmly believe in it. Determination is like a seed, once it sprouts, it will not look back.

A heavy light flashed in the boy's eyes.

...

"...Their request is that you should leave the Kingdom of Kaurin, or even the territory of the Ishrien Alliance. As long as you do not return to the Kingdom, they will not take the initiative to implement the wanted order, which can be regarded as if this matter has not existed..."

‘They’ refers to King Kaolin, and perhaps the prime minister and a group of subordinates he raised.

"Of course, this is just their wishful thinking. We, as well as the military, including Elpahin and the Kapka Craftsmen Association, will not support this whimsical idea," Bai Xue complained in the video: "Who does that king treat us?"

Fang Yu did not answer.

Everyone knows that His Majesty, who has newly ascended the throne, is narrow-minded.

But he didn't care at all--

His goals were never limited to the land of Kaurin-Ishurien, even the empire, the magnificent hill of giant trees, the southern continent, and Rotao, which were not enough to stop him.

He was going to the second world, and even more distant places - the boundaries of the world, the bridge of land, and even to achieve a career that no one had ever done before, to open the door to the third world, those exciting adventures were what he yearned for, everything behind this star gate.

However--

The Kingdom of Cowling is Silmide's home, no matter how far they go, they will eventually go home one day.

Moreover, Silmide and her father had never done anything unfavorable to the kingdom, and he could not allow his reputation as a Miss Shipman to be inexplicably slandered.

Of course, Fang Zhun had not considered this plan when leaving the kingdom for the time being. Now that the Qihai Traveler has been completed, the matter in the North has come to an end. Although he has not seen Ms. Misu and Mr. Mazak again, at least he has found out that everything that happened here has nothing to do with the Dragon Witch.

Although the beacon in the northern border has not yet been extinguished, the Crow Claw Temple is still entrenched in many places, and war is still spreading, and a war is difficult to solve the problem, or even most problems cannot be solved.

But all this has nothing to do with him.

Fang Yu fell silent.

"So what do you think?" Bai Xue looked at him and asked.

Fang Yu then asked back: "Why wouldn't the prime minister just plan to offer such conditions?"
To be continued...