Chapter 797: Parting with Regret

Angel was stunned, and then he realized what Turas meant by this sentence.

During the period of his death, Turas talked nonsense. It seemed that he had said before that he was too hungry and prayed for more ships to enter the dead island. If he couldn't get out, he at least hoped that the outside world could bring more water.

At that time, Lucas's skull was shining with golden light. Obviously, he heard these words.

"So... ships always disappear in the Gear Abyss in the future. Is it because of your casual words?" Angel whispered.

When he was on the Yunluo, he learned from Helen that ships often disappeared in the Gear Abyss; he thought it was just an unknown phenomenon in the Devil's Sea before, but now he thought it was caused by Turas's nonsense? !

Turas took off his helmet, scratched the back of his head, and showed a harmless smile: "I don't know either."

The soul body of Turas returned to his youthful heyday. His heroic black short hair sticks out like the thorns of a hedgehog, but unfortunately... he has a baby face, and looks like a teenager of fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Lucas's skull satisfies your wish to move in space, and also satisfies your wish to never die. You have now become a soul, or a ghost, and you will never die." Angel shook his head. It turned out that a series of changes in the future were caused by Tulas's unconscious murmur.

As a result, I don't know how many people and ships were buried, and even the legend of "Ship Cemetery" was added to that dead space.

If other people knew the truth, it is estimated that no one would worship this legendary pirate anymore, and even angry people might dig through his tomb.

In this way, not only did Lucas's logbook confirm Angel's guess. Even Tulas's words undoubtedly served as side evidence, making the context of this matter clearer.

Lucas's skull must be the source of all the changes, because it became a mysterious object without knowing it.

Unfortunately... Angel sighed. It was useless even if he understood it now.

It was too late!

Since the clues had been sorted out, Angel did not say anything else to Tulas while feeling sad and regretful. He just concretized some books about contemporary situations in the illusion, so that he could understand the current era through reading.

Then, Angel put away the Church of the Dead and leaned against the pillars and beams in the wooden house with a bitter face.

Anyone who missed a powerful and mysterious object would probably regret it, and Angel was no exception. Even if he was very likely to get a mysterious object at the next stop, the more mysterious objects the better, not to mention that it was a mysterious object with super power close to the "law of cause and effect".

Angel, who regretted so much that his intestines turned green, spent a difficult night in annoyance.

The next day, when Du Lu woke up from a good dream, the first thing he saw was Lord Pat with an extremely cold face. He thought that Lord Pat was still angry about what happened last night, so he lowered his head and kept silent without saying a word.

"There is soup cooked by Kumor's mother on the table. Get up and drink it. Then I'll give you half an hour to pack your luggage. We're ready to leave." Angel said coldly.

Dulu looked at the small wooden table next to him, on which there was already a bowl of fragrant thick soup.

When he thought that this was cooked by Kumor's mother, Dulu's eyes flashed with complex and indistinguishable emotions.

Dulu's emotions only lasted for two or three seconds, and then he found that Lord Pat was slashing a cold knife at him: "What? Are you worried that she will poison you?"

"No." Dulu waved his hand quickly, hesitantly said: "I just..."

"If you don't have it, drink it quickly, remember to bring dry food, there won't be so much food for you on the road." Angel snorted coldly, turned around and went out.

Dulu stared at the closed door in a daze: Why do I feel... Lord Pat seems to have become a different person?

On the other side, as soon as Angell went out, he saw a crowd of people outside the yard, all of whom were villagers from the small fishing village. When they saw Angell, they all took a step back cautiously.

Seeing that Angell did not drive them away, they continued to look inside with interest.

They did not dare to look directly at Angell, so the people they saw were the couple kneeling on the ground in the yard.

This couple was Kumor's parents. Kumor was also kneeling timidly at this time, with dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he slept very restlessly last night.

"Master Wizard, it's all our fault, please forgive Kumor..."

As soon as Angell went out, Kumor's mother immediately kowtowed repeatedly, tears flowing down like they didn't need money, and she shouted words such as "Kumor is too young and ignorant" and "Please forgive me, sir".

Kumor's father was an old fisherman, but he didn't say a word at this time. Although he was also kneeling on the ground, he just smoked a pipe, and no matter how Kumor's mother hinted, he didn't move.

Kumoer was probably frightened by the scene, sobbing on his knees, but he didn't dare cry too loudly, because his father had warned him that crying too loudly would disturb Uncle Dulu who was resting inside.

In fact, Angle knew the situation outside a long time ago. The villagers who were watching before were pointing and commenting on the scene, but now that Angle came out, they all dared not speak.

In fact, it was a very simple matter.

Kumor had a nightmare last night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he repeatedly dreamed that he was hiding in the water because of a prank, and was finally eaten by the ferocious sea beast.

Kumor was so scared that he peed himself. He woke up and cried all night and couldn't fall asleep.

At this moment, Kumor's mother suddenly remembered what Angel said before, and knew that it was Angel who did it. So, she came with her family early in the morning and knelt on the ground to beg for forgiveness.

Angel said nothing. He was a little upset because he missed a mysterious object, and he was even more upset when he saw what was happening in front of him.

But he considered himself a member of the lawful people after all, so he just sat in the yard with an expressionless face and did not do anything to vent his anger.

During his meditation, he also had a general understanding of Kumor's family.

Kumor, needless to say, was a naughty child. Kumor's mother was not necessarily bad, the only bad thing was that she spoiled Kumor too much. Kumoer's father fishes in the open sea all year round, getting up early and going to bed late every day, and he can hardly control Kumoer at all.

This leads to Kumoer's lack of discipline and lawless character.

However, looking into the root of the mistakes, it seems that no one has made a big mistake; but every member of their family has small problems, and these small problems continue to accumulate, which can easily lead to big mistakes.

Angel glanced at the other villagers around him. In fact, like Kumoer's family, almost every household in this village is similar, kind but dull, doting on their children but lacking means, and too far away from the big city to get a good education.

This is the epitome of the little people in the big era.

Trapped in life, helpless.

Kumoer's mother knelt and begged all morning, but Angel didn't say anything. It was not until Duru packed his luggage and stepped out of the door that the atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed.

Kumoer's father came back from fishing very late last night, and he had not seen Duru who was cheated by his son.

When he saw the white gauze covering most of Duru's face, tears finally fell.

Kumor's father, who had never spoken, kept saying sorry, saying that he was sorry for Duru and Duru's grandmother.

Duru was silent for a moment, and when he saw Leif beside him, he asked a little and understood the situation.

Kumor's mother also noticed Duru's actions. She thought that Duru would plead with the wizard in front of him when he learned that Kumor had a nightmare. However... Duru did not do so.

He stood behind Angel and whispered: "Lord Pat, are we leaving now?"

Angel glanced at Duru and smiled. At least, Duru's kindness was slightly restrained.

Angel stood up and looked at the Kumor family in front of him: "I said that giving nightmares is not a punishment. When he understands his mistakes, the nightmare will disappear."

After Angel said that, he took Duru out without caring about Kumor's mother who was crying even louder.

No one dared to stop the villagers around, and they all made way.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, Dulu saw the village chief and the village chief's father.

"Sir, are you going to take Dulu away?" The one who spoke was the village chief's father, the old man with a cane.

"I am a traveler. There are countless beautiful scenery in the world waiting for me to see. I can't stay here all the time." Angel smiled faintly.

The village chief of the small fishing village also looked at Dulu at this time. He was wrapped in gauze, but he was carrying a bag bigger than his body. The village chief said with some distress: "Dulu, even if you want to go out, you should wait until your injury is healed, okay?"

Dulu shook his head: "I want to leave just to make the injury heal faster."

Dulu meant that he wanted to become a transcendent as soon as possible, so that his left ear could recover. The village chief understood that Dulu regarded the small fishing village as a sad place and wanted to leave here to heal his heart.

The village chief sighed and hesitated, "Then... you go early and come back early. The small fishing village will always be your home forever."

Dulu nodded: "I know. I hope the village chief can help me take care of my grandma's resting place."

The village chief said "yes", "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"Let's go." Angel finished talking to the old man at this time and took the lead to step out of the fishing village. Dulu waved to the villagers following behind him, hugged his childhood friend Leif, talked about their respective imaginations of the future, and then ran out of the small fishing village with a heart.

He was not sure what the road ahead would be. But the unknown is more interesting, isn't it?

When Angel took Dulu to fly up in the gondola, at this time, in the quiet seabed, a blue-robed young man who was holding a bay leaf to learn cross-system tricks yawned, looked at the fleeting flying boat in the sky, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Alas" for the mission, let's follow.

The young man in blue robe shook his head, and his whole body completely turned into a bubble, melting into the undercurrent on the seabed and disappearing with the ocean current.