Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

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The azure waves continued to beat the hull, and then smashed into white foam in vain.

The long-lost refreshing sea breeze blows from the front of the ship and blows away the dense fog surrounding the ship.

A strong wind blew Anvis's traveler's cloak, causing his brown hem to hunt and flutter in the air.

After about half a month's voyage, this strange black Sanzhi sailboat finally arrived at its destination.

Although traveling with Claire, the journey seemed calm.

The only thing that has changed a little is the captain of this black ship.

Before that, the old seaman's face with greasy folds always carried a weird sneer.

But as the journey continued, his smile gradually disappeared.

In fact, Anves didn't know how far they traveled.

When sailing into the depths of the sea of ​​fog, a strange foggy weather enveloped the ship.

A surging undercurrent lurked in the gloomy blue deep sea, the magnetic field was deflected strangely and chaotically, and the sky was gray and firmly covered by dense fog.

This is the place that most feared the sailors and crew in the Misty Sea. Once an ordinary ship strayed into the fog of death in the depths of the Misty Sea, it was almost equivalent to being sentenced to death.

No way of identifying directions can be effective, and random rushing will be carried into deeper seas by strange ocean currents.

Moreover, this kind of fog will obscure the connection between normal communication magic and magic items.

Except for some special wonders that can guide the direction, nothing can save them.

In these days, Anvis can only judge the time by the brightness of the fog and his magic pocket watch.

Today, this long voyage is finally coming to an end.

Taking a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, Anvis stood in front of the deck, looking at the island with the others, observing the final destination of the trip.

Behind the dissipated fog, a vast land that was almost continental-like, gradually enlarged and narrowed in front of everyone, completely filling the scenery in their eyes.

As Evan said, the area of ​​this unnamed island is much larger than an ordinary island.

Anvis can see the pale white sandy beaches of the island, several lonely coconut trees, and the seemingly large port town.

Behind the town is a desolate wilderness. Some islanders drove the farmed livestock and moved slowly under the gloomy sky shrouded in mist.

Farther away, the lush jungle merges into a green ocean, as if the insurmountable distant mountains undulate. A lonely huge castle is looming on the side of the mountains.

Gradually, this huge black galleon sailed into the port of the island. There are several huge piers built with wood planks and gray granite, with obvious signs of weathering.

At present, all the piers are empty, and there are no ships that should have stayed there.

The black ship was moored at one of the piers. When the ship stopped, Anvis took Chaum and disembarked with the others.

Somewhat strangely, after all the outsiders disembarked, the black ship did not replenish any supplies on the island, but kept sailing away from the port again without knowing where it was heading.

Looking at the black sailboat going away, Anvis slowly walked down the wooden pier.

There is a dedicated shipping warehouse at each pier, but it looks outdated just like the pier.

Two sailors with seamen's headscarves and a strange pipe in their hands sat on the piles of barrels and packages piled up at the door of the warehouse.

With the peculiar eyes of the residents in remote areas, mixed with alert and curiosity, they looked at these travelers from afar.

At this time, Anvis's peripheral vision noticed from a distance that the thin, brown-haired youth Claire pretended to be suddenly stopped by a sloppy homeless man leaning on the corner of the dock warehouse at the exit of the dock.

In the surrounding light, Claire seemed to have said a few words to the tramp, and then the girl left by herself, and the tramp continued to lean against the corner.

After thinking about it, when Claire walked away, Anvis walked over with Chaum.

As soon as he walked up to the homeless man, a pungent sour smell came oncoming like a wall, and Anvis directly stopped.

Hearing the sound of footsteps beside him, the tramp raised his head vigilantly, looking at the two approaching figures in traveler's cloaks through the curly brown hair and beard glued together.

"Hello, this is Hill."

After putting an invisible protective force field on his face, Anves greeted him with a smile.

"Is it convenient to ask you some questions?"

"Sorry for the inconvenience."

His eyes flickered, and the tramp murmured in a low voice, hurriedly got up to leave.

"Don't refuse in such a rush, do you want to think about it again?"

Anvis smiled, and the hand hidden under the cloak made a spellcasting gesture, and the faint spell fluctuations spread.

[Charming humans]

An invisible magical light flashed across the tramp.

The tramp who had just gotten up froze for a moment, and suddenly felt that the face of the person in front of him became handsome and kind. The words that were originally impatiently rejected, at this moment, I can't say it.

His lips moaned, and after sweeping around his eyes extremely quickly, he spoke in a low voice, his tone looked a little vague and hoarse.

"Outsiders, you shouldn't have come here—"

Anves was slightly taken aback when he heard the words that were not in the foreword.

"Why do you say that?"

Looking suspiciously at the muddy brown eyes of the homeless man, he asked rhetorically.

"You shouldn't have come here, come to this land cursed by the gods--"

The tramp did not explain, looking into Anvis's eyes, a trace of unspeakable fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The speed of speech accelerated suddenly, and it became extremely rush and fuzzy, like a fish that suddenly left the surface of the water and opened its mouth desperately to breathe in vain——

"This land...this land, Lavanles! Outsiders are not welcome!"

"But what good is it for now?"

"Hehe~www.novelmt.com~hehehe..."

At the end, the tramp suddenly let out a weird laugh, and then went back to the corner of the wall where he had just leaned and sat down.

No matter how Anves asked, he didn't speak any more, but looked at Anves with a slightly confused look, maintaining a strange silence.

"Don't pay attention to that guy's words, he has been eroded by the cursing power in the wilderness."

The voice suddenly sounded from behind, Anvis turned his head and saw a strong sailor holding a weird pipe stick and wearing a red seaman's turban.

It was one of the two sailors who had just sat in front of the warehouse.

At this time, he left his companion, with the seaman's characteristic hearty smile, extending his right hand to Anves.

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