Main Text Volume Chapter 19: Growth Lines

Angel looked out with doubt. It was the first time he heard such a loud horn since he came to Haiyue City. Could it be an emergency?

The bookstore owner also walked to the window, pinched his neatly groomed mustache, squinted his eyes and looked at the Vichy Harbor: "Oh? It turns out that the merchant ship from the outer continent has arrived. Haha, it seems that the sea route of the Whale Bald Sea has been completely thawed. When this cargo ship unloads the cargo, it will be lively."

Having said that, the store owner ordered the clerk to rush to the Vichy Harbor to guard it. There is more than one bookstore in the city. If you want to get more exquisite sources of goods, it depends on the ability of each store.

"The sea route of the Whale Bald Sea is open? Then... the ship from the Fan Continent is coming? Or, it has already come." Angel looked into the distance silently, with a hint of hope and a little sadness in his heart.

After a while, Angel smiled again, put away unnecessary thoughts, and looked through the books in the box.

What made Angel raise his eyebrows was that most of the books in the three boxes were rare leather scrolls. Although the leather paper used was of very poor quality, the mainstream rare leather scrolls were kept by aristocratic families, so it was normal for the homemade leather paper to be a little worse.

The shop owner wrapped all the books tightly, and it was indeed as he said, without any mold spots. Angel saw that it was still early, so he sat down and read the books one by one.

The sand of time was always dripping, and when the floating clouds in the sea and sky were dyed red, the gray seagulls returned to the reefs, and the dusk shone on the entire Sea Moon City. Angel stood up, patted the fine dust on his trouser legs, and then pointed to the wooden box on the side and said to the shop owner: "Please help me deliver the books in this box to the Crown of Glory of the Bounty Guild."

The most luxurious hotel on the entire North Coast must be the Crown of Glory. How could the shop owner not have heard of it? He immediately ordered the waiter to carry the box and follow Angel.

Books are expensive in themselves, and this time Angel bought so many, spending 30 gold coins, which is almost equivalent to the income of a family of four for ten years. Angel himself felt the pain, but he was relieved when he thought that books were equal to knowledge and knowledge could be turned into money... But he also knew that this was just an excuse to comfort himself.

Along the way, Angel clearly felt the excitement of the people around him, and everyone had a happy look on their faces. The unobstructed Whale Baleen Sea officially opened a good omen for shipping this year.

When I returned to the hotel, the sun just fell completely from the end of the sea. There was still a trace of red on the coastline, and Haiyue City had already fallen into the curtain of night.

Before Angel entered the door, he saw the door opposite opened, and Moro and Allen walked towards him.

"I have just received news that the cargo ship from Fan Continent has arrived at the Haiyue Gorge and will arrive at Vichy Port tomorrow morning. You pack your things tonight and we will board the ship at noon tomorrow." Moro glanced at the bookstore clerk who was following Angel, and then looked at the whole box of books, and said with a smile: "You are prepared, so it's good to buy some books. We will stay on the ship for nearly half a year, and reading on the road can also kill time."

After Moro finished speaking, he said to the two grandchildren beside him: "You should also go back and pack your luggage. Starting tomorrow, the comfortable life will say goodbye to you."

The bright moonlight gently soothes the gradually quiet Haiyue City. Angel stood in front of the terrace, looking to the south, his thoughts turned around, and finally just shook his head and said goodbye to the worry-free past.

The night birds cut through the sky. The Vichy Port was busy all day, and finally after midnight, it was completely quiet.

The quiet port was dark, with only a few wooden pillars hanging with a few oil lamps that were about to burn out.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly passed through the dim light from a small boat in the corner. With the flash of light, it can be seen that it is a man in black who is covered with a mask.

The man in black ran quickly and soon left the Vichy port. He walked along the road without lights all the way. In the moonlight, a pair of green and shining eyes can be seen. Apart from that, there are no other features.

The man in black is like a lone wolf running at night, silent and without a trace of fireworks, but with a speed comparable to that of a cheetah.

Just when the man in black ran to the central block of Haiyue City, he suddenly said "eh" and stopped running.

That light eh, with a pleasant frequency, is clearly a female voice!

"Strange, why do I feel a trace of the breath of the phantom demon? Could it be that King Guman has reached an agreement with the people in the Savage Cave?" The black-clothed woman's eyes were filled with fear. If the phantom demon really came, she would be doomed as long as they met: "Damn it, it's just a broken hat, but it has been chasing me for two whole years!... Could it be that the crown has other special features besides symbolizing imperial power?"

The black-clothed woman didn't dare to think too much at this moment. She looked in the direction of the phantom demon's breath, shuddered all over, and ran away without looking back.

The direction she was looking at was exactly where the Bounty Guild was.

Under the soft moonlight, Angel closed his eyes in his dream, and his hands involuntarily scratched his back, with a painful expression in his sleep.

No one saw that a green pattern slowly spread out from a small point near the butterfly bone on Angel's back, like a vine, extending little by little...

Angel was awakened by Moore's knock on the door.

With a trace of fatigue, Angel opened the door and saw Morro in a black robe, and Allen and his sister who were already dressed neatly behind him.

Angel was stunned. Why did he get up so early?

The next second, Irene's answer answered his doubts: "Brother Pat, we have already had lunch, why haven't you gotten up yet?"

Had you had lunch? Angel's mind was in a trance. If I remembered correctly, Moro said yesterday that he would board the ship at noon today?

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Angel's face. He thought about it and coughed twice and said, "Sorry, I packed my luggage too late last night, so... wait a moment, I'll be out soon."

After Angel finished speaking, he closed the door without waiting for their response.

Looking at the closed door, Moro didn't say anything. Irene, with a puzzled look on her face, and Allen, who looked indifferent, walked downstairs.

Looking at the busy scene outside the window, Angel realized that he really overslept, and he didn't have time to think about why, so he hurried to clean his face.

It was not until he had dressed and asked the waiter to carry the luggage and leave that Angel began to think with some doubts.

Yesterday, he went to bed at a normal time, but why was he not woken up until noon? This was a unique thing for Angel, who always valued time.

Angel thought about it for a long time, but he vaguely felt that he didn't sleep well last night. He always felt itchy on his back, like ants crawling in the blood vessels under the skin, with a torturous itch and indescribable burning pain.

Could it be related to his long sleep?

Angel subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch his back, but there was no abnormality.

Is it an illusion?

Until he met up with Moro and others, Angel had not come to a conclusion, so he had to give up and attributed everything to mental fatigue.