Vol 4 Chapter 275: Old tree blossom

　　 The dying wind lantern hung on the stern of the Misty suddenly went out, and the green light instantly retracted into the glass cover as if it had heard some command.
At the exit of the cabin, the contemplative banshee and the hanging upside down male witch turned their heads at the same time, looking at the wind lantern-not only the two of them, but also the brawny Arnold who crouched on the ship’s side to fish for Ryan and hung on the mast Look to the stern at the same time.
　　 "It's sailing!!" Harry fell from mid-air with a ‘plop’, while not forgetting to raise his head and howl with his throat.
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On the main mast, the black sail that was fully unfolded fell down. The thick water-soaked hemp rope of the arm resembled a snake drilled out of the cave, swimming along the mast, deck, and cabin roof. Tie the fallen sails firmly.
"The direction is north! The destination has already told the banshee... Harry, Ryan, go and scrub the deck for me again! We are the great black ship, not the dirty sea barnacles of the Whirlpool! If my soles Another salt flower appears next, and you two will soak me in the water for a month!"
　　 A lame old man suddenly appeared on the deck, shouting at Ryan, who had just put away his fishing rod, and Harry who was climbing from the deck.
　　 The blond youth and the black haired youth didn't say a word, and crawled to the stern deck. A wooden bucket, a thick brush and a few mops followed the two male demons like a little wolf dog, dingling.
　　 Nikita glanced pityingly at the two companions-on weekdays, this kind of rough work is done by the black and thin white-eyed elves on the ship, but I don't know why, it was their turn today.
　　 The lame old man turned his head and looked at Nikita, his dark eyes gleaming with dark red light: "And you, pretty little guy...Go down, the captain has something to look for you."
　　 As Nikita felt when he first entered, the captain's room of the Mist is still so small and cramped.
　　 The tall figure with her back to the banshee, like a huge black hole, sucked all the light in this originally small space, making the color of the room extremely dim.
　　 It's just different from the first time. When entering this room again, the banshee no longer wears the Lich King's work-shaped skull standard. Instead, it is the black logo on the right arm.
　　 She stood stiffly in the hatch of the ship, shaking slightly.
　　 "You have been on the boat for half a year," the captain's gentle voice did not calm the banshee's tension.
　　 She raised her head anxiously, and replied in a low voice, "It's been two hundred and one day, Captain."
"Fur... Time flies so fast." A bluish-white smoke rose in front of the captain of the Mist, but in a blink of an eye, the smoke turned into a white bird along the narrow window. , Got out.
　　 There was a little silence in the cabin.
　　 The voice of the captain of the Mist resounded again: "I remember that when the first university started, you were assigned a task... to let you sneak into the first university to inquire about the news, right."
　　 The female demon shivered more and more when she heard this.
　　 That was the first task she received from the Mist, and she volunteered it. According to the plan, she should stay honestly in the flight attendant lounge, waiting for the students to be airdropped. When the plane landed on the island for maintenance, she could sneak into the first university along the secret road, but the plan had not been fully developed yet because the banshee was upset. Killing and forced to stop.
　　 Although the captain's purpose of probing the first university was finally realized, the banshee's behavior also exposed their coveting of the first university, allowing the first university to raise its security level in the first place.
　　 "...I can explain!" The banshee spoke in a panic, but didn't know where to start.
　　 The captain of the Mist turned around and looked at her with interest.
　　 The banshee immediately lowered her eyelids, making her look less rude.
　　 "I remember you said it was because of a boy?" The captain's voice was always gentle, but full of power.
"Yes, a freshman...short hair, it smells good...I really can't control the power that suddenly emerged from my heart." Nikita whimpered, suddenly she seemed to think of something, panicking He took out a newspaper in his pocket and held it up in front of him.
"It's him, my lord, it's this boy!" Nikita seemed to grab a life-saving straw and explained desperately: "He was included in the'Great Arcana Sequence' by Arcana, this year's'World' There must be something wrong with him!"
　　 I can see that the banshee of this newspaper has been read many times. The smooth surface of the paper is covered with small wrinkles, and it feels soft, as if the fibers inside have been crumpled.
　　 The captain of the Mist lowered his head, looked at the boy in the newspaper who was speaking about the award at the opening ceremony, and said nothing.
　　 a long time.
　　 He just spoke and asked softly: "Do you know why you are sent to the first university?"
　　 The female demon was stunned, thinking hard, and finally replied very cautiously: "Is it to test whether the principal is in school?"
　　 "That old man, staying at school or not has anything to do with us." The captain chuckled: "We are children of the sea. As long as the old man is not hiding in my boat, it doesn't matter where he is."
　　 The banshee lowered her head and continued to think hard, but she did not dare to guess casually.
　　 The captain of the Mist didn't waste his time, stopped, and explained directly: "It's because of a tree."
　　 "A tree?" The banshee's expression became more and more confused.
"Speaking of it, this matter has something to do with you." The master captain seemed to be interested, and gushed out: "The kid you brought on the boat, remember, as a sacrifice~EbookFREE.me ~ Her weight is slightly insufficient, not to mention that she is still a half-blood demon..."
　　Nikita's heart twitched, and an unstoppable sadness filled my heart.
　　 Zhou Zhou, the little guy who trusts himself, the little guy who whispers and encourages himself, the little guy who escaped half the world with him.
　　 She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and grabbed her arm, clinging tightly.
　　 Now they are one.
　　 When she recovered, the captain of the Mist was still talking about their plans, the plans of their four sea monsters.
　　 "...Although the little guy is not qualified as a sacrifice, it is very, very qualified as a gift." The master captain said, and the speed of his speech suddenly became a bit quicker: "You know the black prison, right?"
　　 The banshee nodded subconsciously, Zhou Zhou’s mother was serving as a guard in the black prison, and it was precisely this relationship that she used to enter the cabin of the Captain of the Mist.
"In that little guy's memory, there is a very, very interesting picture." Said this, the captain paused for a few seconds before repeating in a meaningful tone: "Very, very interesting... in the dark prison, there is A tree...a very old, very big old tree, blooming."
　　 Hearing this, Nikita finally couldn't contain the shock, raised his head and looked at the captain of the Mist.
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