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Chapter 171 The ship disappeared, and then it appeared again (Thanks to [Billions of Desolate Years]

Chapter 171 The ship disappeared, and then it appeared again (Thanks to [Billions of Desolate Years] for the 5000 point reward!!!!!!

On the other side, behind Heloise Whistling, Boris, the boatswain of the Mercury Crown, whispered into the ear of the blue-haired warlock:
"Hilbert is obviously a liar. This is the most ridiculous statement I have ever heard. Previous adventurers always claimed to have found treasure maps and so on. This is the first time I have seen such an exaggerated deception. "

Heloise Whistle glared at the boatswain behind her, with lightning in her eyes.The bosun immediately shut his mouth.

When Roshan landed at the port, Heloise Whistling saw with his own eyes how superb Hilbert's spell skills were. Walking in the port where mutated monsters were raging was like taking a leisurely stroll. In the Whistling family, only the top few Only an excellent warlock could be comparable to it.

So, Heloise Hustle also stepped forward, her long water-blue hair swaying without wind.

Heloise approached Nemo, and she saw the afterglow of the sunset passing through the gaps between the streets and houses and falling on Nemo's strong muscles.

Nemo stood in the dim twilight, head held high.He could barely be considered handsome, with healthy bronze skin coated with a thin layer of sweat that shone in the dim light of late evening. His shoulders were not broad but quite muscular.Compared to the huge and broad-armed barbarians in the Northern Continent, Nemo was much thinner and had the same physique as ordinary people.To Nemo, the [Rage] ability of the barbarian profession was more like a weapon that he could freely send and receive, rather than uncontrollable wildness.

Storm Warlock Heloise certainly remembered that yesterday, the mocking clown wearing a half-crying, half-laughing mask identified this man as the hero who fought side by side with the incarnation of the gods against the Roshan.

"My name is Nemo, hello, miss," Nemo said.

Heloise Howling swallowed, and asked Nemo:
"Nemo. Where is your hometown?"

"Crichiga Island." Nemo told the truth.

Behind Ms. Storm Warlock, several crew representatives looked at each other, as if they had never heard of the name of the island from the previous era.

Heloise Whistle paused.The last time the blue-haired Storm Warlock girl heard this name, it was from the subtle wind whispering in the crystal bottle before falling asleep at night when she was a child.The name of this small island has long since disappeared in the history of the change of eras and the rise of human civilization. Today’s Krichiga Island has long been called by no one knows its name.

Heloise Whistle struggled out of the shock in her heart and asked again:

"Can you tell me about your hometown?"

Nemo, the sturdy young man nodded and began to tell the story of his hometown.

He spoke for more than ten minutes, and Heloise just listened.Behind Storm Warlock Heloise Whistling, several crew members of the Mercury Crown were far away from each other. They did not listen carefully to the story, but just paced behind.They were getting a little impatient and wanted to interrupt, but Heloise stopped them with a gesture.

The blue-haired storm warlock lady turned her back to them so that they couldn't see her. The pupils of Heloise Hustle faintly glowed in the setting sun.

More than ten years later, Heloise heard this story again - as the sun set in the west, in the lazy twilight, the story Nemo told was exactly the story that the blue-haired warlock Miss always dreamed of when she was a child. The breeze in the crystal bottle told her the story.

Only this time the story was even more detailed. Nemo told how his fisherman father was buried in the mouth of a dragon, and how his mother sewed at the sound of the late tide to support the family.

Chabron also listened attentively.Most of these stories, Chabrin also knew, just couldn't penetrate the smallest details on the screen.

The setting sun disappears and twilight gathers.

The story is over.

Heloise Howl breathed a long sigh of relief and then asked:
"Nemo, we are going to the Sea of ​​Storms next, and you will follow us. For what reason did you go to sea? Is it for the treasure on the mysterious island?"

Behind Heloise, the crew members of the Mercury Crown immediately realized that Miss Witch, who was in charge of the storm on their ship, pointed out a huge loophole in "Hilbert's" lie!If the Pirate King is really resurrected and is willing to lead them to Atlantis, he may want to get his own treasure back, but then the other members may not get much of the treasure.

Nemo shook his head:

"I don't think there will be any treasure left on the mysterious island of Atlantis. Even if there was any treasure on the island, it should have been taken away by me in the past. I am willing to go there because of Silber I promise that if I go there, you will answer a question for me.”

Heloise Whistling asked curiously:
"what is the problem?"

Nemo answered quite seriously. His voice was sincere and emotional, not like a lying liar at all:

"A few weeks ago, I was stranded on an island while traveling through the foggy sea. Although I was quickly rescued by Hilbert's ship, I found that from that moment on, everything around me changed. It got weird. When I stepped onto the ship called the Sea Pearl, I actually stepped onto a ship that led to another world.

“At first, I just felt that the sailors’ attire was slightly different from what I had known before, and there were some sophisticated instruments on the ship that I had never heard of before—such as something I later learned was called a sextant.

"After I actually landed, I was surprised to be sure that the world had become different. For example, the precision mechanical clocks in the hotel were something I had never seen before. I seemed to be in another world.

"Hilbert promised that when he arrives at the mysterious island of Atlantis, he will tell me everything and the way to return to his hometown."

Heloise Whistle seemed to understand something and nodded slightly.

The elf archer Shava Liaton glanced at Chabron nervously.But Chabron just crossed his arms on his chest, smiled lightly, and said nothing.

When the blood-red moon rises slowly from behind the house.

Everyone waited for Heloise's reaction.

Heloise Whistling took a deep breath and said slowly:

"I am willing to ride the storm on the sea for you and go to the depths of the Storm Sea!"

Behind Ms. Storm Warlock, the boatswain and first mate of the Mercury Crown were stunned and surprised!They couldn't understand for a moment why Heloise accepted what seemed to be the worst deception.

At this time, Bosun Boris, who was finally able to intervene, spread his hands and said:
"Although Miss Heloise Whistling agreed, uh, um,
"The Mercury Crown is anchored in the Port of Mopol. It was completely damaged during the previous landing of the Abominable Roshan. Even if you use magic, it will take a long time to restore it to its original state..."

What, what's the use of talking about it for a long time?Elf archer Shava Liaton was speechless.

However, Chabran was not annoyed, smiled, and said:

"It doesn't matter, I just need a few excellent sailors, navigators, and a warlock lady who can control the storm.

"As for the boat, a friend of mine can provide a better one."

Behind Heloise, the first mate of the Mercury Crown could not help but say:

"Mr. Hilbert, you may not know that the Mercury Crown may be the most suitable ship for crossing dangerous seas that you can find in the Eastern Continent..."

(End of this chapter)

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