Main Text Chapter 49 Farewell and New Journey

When we left Barbie Restaurant, the moon had quietly climbed up from the horizon.

The starry sky was like a bucket, reflected on the sea surface, and the dark sea seemed to be covered with a carpet of fireflies, which was magnificent. A wave surged up, smashing the ripples of the fireflies, and rippling the soft moonlight.

For Angel, what happened today was a little beyond imagination. It was not clear whether it was good or bad at present, but he knew that he should say goodbye to his ordinary past.

Standing at the door of the childlike restaurant, Sanders said slowly: "You go back to the Bauhinia tonight to pack your gifts, and Flora will pick you up tomorrow morning."

After Sanders finished speaking, he nodded to Angel, waved his cane, and commanded the Falcon Demon who had been on standby to send Angel back to the deck of the Bauhinia.

Angel stood on the deck, looking at the two people who were gradually flying away from his sight, with the bright starry sky as the background and the giant cloud whale as Canaan. Tomorrow, he will also board the drifting vehicle and start a new journey.

The road ahead is long and the unknown future is always easy to get lost. A confused expression flashed across Angel's face. He stood on the deck for a long time until he was suddenly awakened by the people standing around him.

"Hey, what did you do in the building over there just now?"

"What's it like in there? Oh, by the way, what's your name? Are you from the Hurricane Tower?"

"Who was the person on the big bird just now? Do you know them?"

"Why did that weird ballet dancer take you in? Do you know them?"

All the gifted people on the Bauhinia surrounded him and asked. Angel looked around. Some people looked envious, some jealous, some curious, some flattering, and some indifferent.

The noisy voices came into Angel's ears. Even if some people asked with rebellion and some slander, he felt at ease inexplicably.

When he was in Barbie's restaurant, he always felt like walking in the clouds, floating but without support. For an ordinary person, it was good enough that he could keep calm in the restaurant.

Until this time, he fell from the clouds and returned to the ground.

The noise, clamor and immaturity of the surrounding gifted people all told him that he had returned to the human world. This inexplicable contrast made him feel at ease.

Perhaps, this is the mentality that a mortal should have when he is a mortal.

Angel did not answer other people's questions, but just apologized to everyone, and then walked through the crowd in puzzled eyes, step by step, firmly walked back to his room.

This night is destined to be sleepless. Whether it is Angel or the others on the Bauhinia.

Angel leaned against the window, his thoughts were flowing.

The moonlight was gentle, full of all sights, the sea was sparkling, and reflected in his clear eyes.

The world is impermanent, where was it the moment before, and where was it the next moment? The journey of life is always full of unknowns. I set out on the road with trepidation, whether it was windy, rainy, or surging waves ahead, they were just halfway scenery.

Angell suddenly realized a lot of things, and even felt that after this night, maybe he could study the religion and philosophy of the earth. Idealistic thinking can control people's emotions, whether it is religious doctrines or chicken soup for the soul, isn't it the same thing?

It was not until the moon was at its zenith that Angell recovered.

He would leave the Bauhinia and embark on a new journey tomorrow. His cheap mentor gave him one night to pack his luggage and prepare for the follow-up. He couldn't continue to waste it here by complaining about himself.

Angell acted quickly.

The first thing, of course, was to pack his luggage. He didn't have much luggage. In addition to changing clothes and a few daily necessities, the most important thing was actually the books he bought in Haiyue City, which were two large wooden boxes.

The books inside were almost all rare leather scrolls, with only a small number of pulp and paper bound books; although the workmanship was not as exquisite as those of the nobles, they were also considered folk boutiques.

Angell wanted to take all the two boxes of rare books with him, because for him, books represented knowledge. Nothing is more important than knowledge. Both Jon and Sanders have warned him.

But... he can't take two boxes with him...

Should he ask his mentor to help him carry them? The thought of his mentor helping him carry the boxes was too painful to look at, so Angel didn't dare to think too much.

After thinking for a long time, Angel decided to give up carrying the two boxes.

He had already scanned the books in the holographic tablet. The reason why he couldn't give them up was because of his love for rare books.

Since he gave up carrying the boxes, he naturally had to find a suitable owner for them. It is not the style of a book lover to discard books casually.

The only people Angel knew on the ship were Morro and Allen. Morro was not a peer, so it was not appropriate to send books to him. Moreover, based on Morro's knowledge, these books compiled by ordinary people might not be taken seriously.

So, Angel planned to leave the two boxes of books to Allen.

The clock said it was 11 o'clock in the evening. Angel didn't know when he would leave tomorrow, so even if Allen had fallen asleep, Angel planned to go over and take a look.

Perhaps it was the illusion of delicious food during the day that caused a large number of talents on the Bauhinia to be injured. As Angel walked through the narrow corridor, he could clearly hear people wailing in pain and others crying alone.

As Angel walked along, the sadness in his heart became more and more severe.

He was not a saint, nor did he sympathize with the injured. His sadness came from only one source: sympathy for one's own kind.

Seeing that he, who was also at the bottom of the wizarding world, had such a fate because he could not control his own destiny, he felt sad.

Especially since he knew the truth of the illusion -

It was just a mirage that naturally appeared when the gourmet wizard made food.

No wizard was deliberately suppressing you, but the breath that was accidentally revealed made the talents on the entire ship fall into endless terror.

What else can I say? This is the fate of being a weak person in the wizarding world.

And Angel himself is currently such a weak person. His sadness is just the worry about the fate that he cannot control.

Passing through several intersecting corridors, Angel found the residence of Allen and his sister.

The residence of the two brothers and sisters is located at the end of a branch of a corridor. They are opposite each other and can take care of each other. Such an arrangement must be the work of Morro.

When Angell came, he unexpectedly found that the door of Irene's room was slightly open, and low sobs came from inside. If you listen carefully, you can also hear Alan's soft and comforting voice.

Angell did not eavesdrop, but knocked on the door gently. After hearing "Come in", he pushed the door open.

After Angell opened the door, he unexpectedly found that not only Alan and his sister were there, but Morro in a black robe was also there.