Chapter 203 Homeland

The ocean is like the blue earth, only flatter.

If Maggie was here, she would have chirped and reported to herself how far she was from the island, but now, only the sound of waves beating against the side of the ship can be heard in her ears. Although it is a bit boring to listen to for a long time, it is a lucky beat for the crew, which means that today is a good weather for sailing.

Well, now there is another one, Ashes thought. Footsteps pressed against the old teak board, and there was a slight creaking sound as someone was walking towards her.

"I didn't expect you to live on Sleeping Island," an old man with white hair walked up to her and put his hands on the railing, "Although it looks huge there, once the tide rises, most of the land will be submerged by seawater , is not suitable for settlement. Why not live in Crescent Bay? It is the second largest island in the fjord, and there are still many uninhabited open spaces."

Jack One-Eyed, the captain of the Pretty Woman, just like his name, wears an eye patch on his face, completely covering his left eye. He is also one of the few captains who is willing to deliver supplies for witches. Although the people of Fjords are not as full of hatred towards witches as they are in Kingdom Continent, they also don't like to talk to outsiders.

"Not everyone is as willing to deal with witches as you are," Ashes smiled, "Sleeping Island will indeed be submerged by sea water, but it is precisely because of this that its area ranks third among the fjord islands, and it is still It's a desert island."

"The third in area does not mean the third in living area," Captain Jack shrugged. "If you can't live in people, no matter how big it is, it doesn't make sense, such as the Scorching Fire Islands."

"What witches are best at is changing nature," she said earnestly, "what's more, this island will become our home. As long as there is no suppression from the church, we can create a completely different world, a... brand new world." She paused for a moment, "How long have you been to Sleeping Island?"

The captain took off his hat and rubbed the back of his head, "It's been almost a month. Last time I sent a batch of witches and a warehouse full of pearl rice. To be honest, the appearance of those little girls frolicking on the boat made my crew look stupid." You know how hard it is for young lads to be adrift at sea, like a volcano ready to erupt, but luckily I stopped them. Otherwise my beloved boat would have been destroyed."

Ashes automatically ignored the second part of his words, "One month is enough to bring about earth-shaking changes, Mr. Captain. I bet that the Sleeping Island you see this time will definitely be very different from what you remember."

"Really?" Jack whistled, "Then I'm expecting... wait, what's that?" He leaned out of the ship's side and looked forward, "Monkey! Get on the mast, there seems to be something ahead thing!"

The sailor known as the Monkey climbed to the top of the mast swiftly, raised the lookout glass, "Boss, that should be an island!"

"Island? What are you talking about?" The captain took out his compass and glanced. "How could there be other islands besides Sleeping Island?"

"But it's an island, sir, I swear it!"

"You swear you're the best ass, let me do it." Jack took off his hat and said.

"No, no, boss, you'd better not come up here, it's very windy here," the monkey observed for a long time, "Three Gods!" He yelled in disbelief, "I know, it's a deep sleep Island! It's getting taller!"

...

When the Pretty Beauty slowly approached the pier of Sleeping Island, the people on board couldn't believe their eyes.

The towering island stands above the sea level like a hill, with straight and steep walls, at least a few feet away from the top.

It was the first time for Ashes to arrive on this island, and her reaction was much calmer than most people, which became a symbol of calmness and confidence in the eyes of Captain Jack.

"You won," he said with emotion, "I didn't expect that you could actually make an island rise up. It's no wonder that the lunatics in the church hate witches deeply. This is almost comparable to gods."

"Uncle Jack, it's not like you said that the island was raised," the little girl standing by the pier said with a smile, "We just built a "city wall" around Sleeping Island, and you will come in with us to see it later. Just look at it. After finishing speaking, she turned to Ashes, bowed her head and saluted, "You are finally back, Lady Tilly has been thinking about you for a long time. "

Ashes touched her head, "Don't be too polite, Molly. I will trouble you to carry things again later."

"Leave it on me," the little girl said, patting her chest.

After the sailors moved the provisions from the cabin to the pier, Morrill summoned her magical servant, a light blue sphere, plus two arms that could change at will. It gathered more than a dozen bags of grain into its arms, and then its arms turned into nets, hugging the bags firmly, and floated into the air. "Let's go," she said triumphantly.

"Oh, what a convenient ability," the captain stroked his palm, "Seeing that there are no lads, so many of you are no better than a little girl."

The pier was built halfway up the island, and a group of people circled up the stairs. When they reached the top of the island, Ashes instantly understood the meaning of "building a city wall around the island".

It's not that the island has risen, but that they have raised the outline of the island. The entire Sleeping Island has become a basin, surrounded by a thick rim. And the edge of this circle is the city wall that Morrill said. There are many downward stairs inside the city wall, and the bottom is the main body of Sleeping Island.

"This...is incredible," Captain Jack smacked his lips. "You have turned the island into a city. Imagine what it would be like if the tide was high? My God, you will live below the sea level!"

"That's true," Molly covered her mouth and smiled, "So we have two piers, one built on the seabed and the other on the sea surface. Of course, it is correct to say that one is built on the sea surface and the other is built in midair. .”

Walking to the center of the island, various houses have been built here. Different from the common wooden houses or masonry houses, these buildings seem to grow out of the ground, and the feet of the houses are completely connected with the ground. There is no doubt that they, together with the city walls, are the masterpieces of Lian.

"Sister Huihui, the northernmost house is Lord Tilly's palace. I'll take the captain to deliver the goods, so you don't have to accompany me. Go see the Lord first," the little girl waved.

Ashes nodded, said goodbye to the two, and walked quickly to the north. Along the way, she saw many familiar faces, and they all bowed their heads to her, or waved with a smile. The witch's homeland, the word became brighter and brighter in Ashes' heart, filling her with strength.

And the founder of this homeland is Tilly Wimbledon, the Witch King.

Unlike the royal palace, this spacious room has no guards and no locked gates. Ashes walked directly through the vestibule and into the hall, only to see a familiar figure appearing in front of her.

She tiptoed behind him and covered the gray-haired woman's eyes with her hands.

"I noticed you as early as at the door," the other party smiled, "Don't forget how I found you out from the crowd."

Extraordinary people have the ability to sense magic power, and extraordinary people have a stronger sense of mutual induction. This connection from magic power is like an invisible bond that firmly connects her and Tilly.

"I'm back." Ashes said softly.

"Well," Tilly responded heartily, "Welcome home." read.)