Chapter 657 New Mission

On the fifth day of the voyage, the storm forced the Efta people who took the boat for the first time to retreat into the cabin, enduring the shaking and bumping of the hull.

But for Sylvia, she felt that the world in front of her eyes seemed to be gradually changing.

"Who should throw the dice? Last round the dealer was Melinsera, this time it's Sylvia."

"Oh, ok, it's my turn."

Sylvia reached out and put the bangs in front of her eyes behind her ears, picked up the dice, and flicked it gently. The transparent dice, also made of magic crystals, landed on the numbers "4" and "6". She saw Take a look: "Four plus six is ​​ten, let's throw it at home."

Having said that, Naifei who was next to him couldn't wait to pick up the dice, shook it for a long time and chanted a few jingles, and after throwing it, he almost didn't even think about it. ,here!"

"Uh, okay."

The sound of "Ka Ka Ka" code cards can be heard endlessly. Sylvia, who had never thought of learning Blinga before, played the cards proficiently while rubbing her brows: "Erbing, oh, this one Not too lucky..."

"Touch one!"

Akasha's voice was clear and clear, which was completely different from her usual gentleness. Her eyes were shining brightly, and she hoped to play all the cards in this hand. The hands she held secretly were sweating nervously.

But among the people at this table, Melinthra is the one who plays the most vigorously. As the magician with the highest level, she wins the most on the first day of playing cards——her perverted memory causes her to be able to play cards after two rounds. Find out what tile is on through the tiny scratches on the back of each Mahjong tile.

Because everyone here is a legal person, it didn't take long for everyone to return to the same starting line. So this kind of ability, which is no different from opening and closing, was quickly restricted... Therefore, spells were cast on the neatly stacked cards, making it impossible for them to see the details of the back of each card.

"Oh, what did you hit! How angry."

"Akasha, you must be holding back some big moves. Look at you, you don't make a sound when you get nervous. There is definitely a conspiracy!"

Merlinsera kept talking, while Naifei next to her kept her eyes rolling. Because of her short stature, she had several books on the chair, silently counting the cards in her hands...

"Uh, touch yourself, bar."

Sylvia didn't talk much, but once she opened her mouth, the other three companies kept yelling "Oh, oh, oh". She typed out a card, touched it again, and she was a little stunned—"This... blossoms on the bar."

"Ah?! Let no one play with it!"

Merlinsera shouted exaggeratedly, Akasha pushed the card with a wry smile and said, "I still want to get a big one!"

Naifei pouted and took the chips, pretending to cry loudly: "Whoa, I lost all my money..."

Seeing this scene, the corners of Sylvia's mouth curled up involuntarily for some reason—this has nothing to do with how many chips she won, she felt only warmth at this moment...because the three of them didn't treat her as an outsider at all.

After being resurrected, Sylvia always felt unable to integrate into the current society because she was a "dead person". This kind of self-enclosure was like a kind of continuous hypnosis, so that she instinctively thought that she was incompatible with this world, and no one would Understand her, no one wants to touch her...The official road is hard every step of the way

But the reality in front of him is obviously different from what he imagined. Everyone talked and laughed, and there was no "discrimination" or "colored vision" at all. This feeling of being accepted caused cracks in Sylvia's inner barriers, and finally made her willing to initiate communication——

"Well... I'll treat you to a big meal when the winning money arrives at Laximan."

"It's a deal, hehe!"

"Okay, what does Laximan have to eat? I'm really curious."

"Just go and ask Houdini later?" Merlinsera looked out the window, "it's almost dinner time, let's go for a walk and get ready to eat. Nai Fei, you must be careful when eating biscuits at night Oh~”

"Ah... please stop talking!"

Naifei covered her face all of a sudden, and Sylvia and Akasha next to her curiously asked the reason,

As a result, Qi Qi's face turned pale with disgust—they didn't see Nefei winking at Melinsera with a smirk on his face.

In fact, there is a big difference between the "Polatini" and other nautical ships. The magic circle applied on a large scale makes this ship not bad at all in terms of "enjoyment". With the "Frozen Circle", the meat and cheese stored are enough to make every day's dinner rich.

However, ordinary crew members naturally cannot eat this kind of luxurious dinner, but with a big wave of Roddy's hand, all the crew members on this trip will be distributed a bottle of canned food every two days-sweet and sour fruits with sugar water, so that the crew completely bid farewell to the past. Time does not eat various diseases caused by fruit, so they have great respect for these Efta guests. Seeing four talking and laughing beauties passing by at this time, Gu Shi stood aside and greeted with a smile.

This natural scene made Sylvia deeply moved. She suddenly found that she hadn't smiled since "Resurrection", but since Roddy arranged a task for her, this kind of heartfelt smile became more and more frequent. No one is an ice cube, Sylvia asked herself that she was just a very ordinary high elf mage, neither talented nor beautiful, and she belonged to the vast number of sentient beings in Elson City...

Thinking about it now, maybe it was the fear of breaking away from the ethnic group that was the main reason for her to be closed.

"dinner time!"

Rody at the dinner table started the knife and fork, and everyone started to deal with the food in front of them. Speaking of which, it is only at this moment that Sylvia feels that she is no different from the people around her - because she finds that she still has a sense of taste and has no resistance to food...

This is the biggest difference between her and other undead.

Before, Sylvia locked herself in the laboratory without eating or drinking, just feeling a little weak, but she didn't know that Akasha had been using undead spells to replenish her energy regularly. Tasman's undead must be nourished by "dead spirit" to move. At first, Akasha thought that Sylvia was the same, but she didn't expect that she was dragged to the dinner table by Nefei after teaching everyone mahjong a few days ago. After trying the food... this high elf undead actually produced the energy to maintain body functions by itself!

Roddy and Akasha were amazed by this. The biggest feature of "undead" is that the body does not have the ability to digest food, but now Sylvia can eat to maintain functions just like humans. What is the difference between this and "alive"?

Sylvia is a unique undead in the world, and what is special needs to be discovered later. But in order to let her increase this sense of identity, Rody has already called her every time he eats—now it seems that the impact of "eating" on Sylvia is obviously positive.

The people who were full of wine and food chatted about various topics. Houdini had already made a firm stand, so he felt more and more pressure after he set foot on the way home. The chat with Roddy basically revolved around Rahiman's folk customs and various political positions, obviously to let him familiarize himself with it as soon as possible. This strange country on the other side of the ocean. cannon fodder bluffing machine

Akasha, Nafi, Melinthra and Sylvia seem to be a small group, gathering together wherever they go-this kind of journey is the best way to promote friendship, regardless of the difference in strength, age and experience How, as a common topic for women is indispensable.

As for the other magicians who "learned communication" in the Karen Kingdom, they were simply arranged in another cabin. It is still unknown that the biggest enemy of the current royal family is sitting on this ship.

After the dinner, Roddy stopped Sylvia and asked her to sit and chat in his study. The high elf is obviously in better condition now than before, and she doesn't even realize that when she speaks, her tone and volume have lost the initial weakness.

"The task of teaching them to play cards is well done, so this is the reward you deserve."

Misha next to him wanted to come over, but was pushed aside by Roddy. He casually took out a blue leather belt from the box next to him. Sylvia was stunned by the wave of magic power on it——she After watching it for a long time, I even forgot to say thank you, and said in surprise: "This is... Solomon's work?!"

"Yes, Solomon left his treasure to me, so I have control over these things." Rody's words made Sylvia shut up, who originally wanted to refuse. Epic-level magic belts are not seen everywhere on the roadside. Even in the era he lived in, it was a high-level equipment that only Khadgar's mentor could touch.

You get what you do, this is what Rody has always emphasized, so she reached out and took it after a short hesitation.

"After completing this, I will arrange a new task for you. This time it is much more complicated than the previous one, but since you have a better understanding of the high elf magic system, it should not be difficult to solve."

"Here, things are here, you come to think of a solution."

Roddy still didn't give her room to refuse, but this time Sylvia felt that she had no resistance at all. She nodded and took the stack of manuscripts that Rody handed over.

"What's this?"

Sylvia frowned. Looking at the figures drawn on it, she didn't know what words to use to describe it.

"You can call it an 'airplane.'"

Roddy replied with a smile.

*****

"It used to be 'Civil Service Exam', but now it's 'Magic Communication', what the hell is he trying to do..."

Charles II frowned deeply, holding the latest issue of "Karen Times", and sat in the armchair in the study, lost in thought.

On his desk, there are all the periodicals and magazines published by Elson City in a few months, one by one. Judging from their slightly curled pages, it is obvious that Charles II has read them for a long time. There are still many traces of circles and paintings, and you can even see Charles II's own annotations-all signs show that the monarch attaches great importance to the information media that is currently spreading.

The news of Earl Mirno's death did not surprise him too much. In fact, at the moment he gave up Mirno, he basically declared such a result. And then he carried out a series of "remedial" actions against the riddled intelligence system, from regaining the right to know information to dispatching more resources to investigate Efta. After some operations, Charles II felt that he I can no longer understand what Roddy wants to do.