Chapter 279 55 The Strange Words on the Ring

Chapter 279 55. Strange words on the ring

"Wait wait! Don't say that name!"

Just when Fisher said the name, Emhardt's mouth opened wide in front of him. Before Fisher could react, he quickly shrank to the bookshelf and stuck out half of his head. The eyes on the book cover turned east and west, as if they were afraid that a terrible demon would suddenly appear from somewhere on the ship.

"Is it so scary? Even if it is a true mythical species, there should be no taboo against chanting its name, right?"

There is a basis for Fisher to say this, because according to his previous experience, he has only seen one person with the terrifying power of "reciting its name and knowing its existence", and that is the one who can only use water to flow. The stinking snake that sprayed his face, no, [God of Life] Lamastia.

Even if divided according to the level of life, Fisher does not think that Lamastia is a mythical being. It is very likely that he is a higher level existence than the mythical level.

No matter how powerful Baimon is, he should still belong to the category of mythology, and he is incomparable to gods like Lamastia.

"You don't know, this guy Baimeng is the one with the weirdest behavior among all the demons. In ancient times, she liked to play different people to participate in or witness a certain period of history. Even the holy realm couldn't resist her. The penetration allowed her to successfully enter. Hey, do you think there is a possibility that Jesse is pretending to be Baimon? No, no, this is too dangerous, we have to escape quickly!"

Seeing Emhardt huddled on the bookshelf, pretending to be dead and trembling, Fisher almost knew that he would not get anything good when he was caught by Baimon in the abyss, but it was different from Emhardt. , he is not worried that Baimen will pay attention to him because he discovered the method to summon her.

The reason is also very simple. Since Baimon was able to let Emhart go in the first place, she must not have taken this conscious relic too seriously. Now Emhart's fear of her is entirely due to traumatic stress.

"Emhardt, calm down. This is just a method used by ancient humans to summon Baimon. We will not repeat the above steps. You have also recorded the above content, and nothing will happen."

Emhard, who was hiding on the bookshelf, slightly poked his head out. After seeing the parchment that Fisher had tucked under the cover, he took a few deep breaths and floated up tremblingly. Up Fisher's shoulder,

"Well, ahem, actually I'm not afraid of her, I'm just a little worried about your safety. You know, a special human like you is the most in line with her taste. What if she pretends to be a beautiful woman? What should I do if she comes to seduce you? You are someone who can’t control your lower body, and you will definitely fall into her trap.”

Fischer patted Emhardt on the head with a black line on his face, interrupting his slander against him, but he did not stand up. Instead, he continued to flip back the "Flying Fish Logbook" in his hand.

On the first page after the title page, all the information about Feiyu is written, including its various data, personnel configuration, etc.

Fisher's eyes quickly stopped at the words "Captain: Jesse". At the same time, there was an old yellowed photo next to that line of text. On it was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a uniform. This is the old standard captain's uniform of Nali Development Company, which looks sunny and energetic.

Fisher didn't show any unexpected expression on his face. He just focused his gaze on the bright eyes on the young man's face in the photo. After a few seconds, he turned to the next few pages. The content is all about the voyage of the real Captain Jesse.

The story tells that a student who graduated from the Royal College was inspired by Captain Black and decided to give up his original major and go to sea to contribute to the development of Nali. He entered the development company with full expectations and learned with full enthusiasm as motivation. Rich knowledge of navigation, and got a boat of his own, "Flying Fish".

But as the navigation missions were carried out again and again, Captain Jesse gradually became confused. He had witnessed too much killing and plundering in the Southern Continent. The spilled blood and screams made him reflect on his original destiny. Is the goal what it is today?

Captain Jesse is a conscientious man. He made a lot of money from sailing, but he did not abandon his bottom line because of these glory and wealth.

Reflecting on the crimes of pioneering day and night, he became tired of the voyage that he originally enjoyed, and became resistant to the pioneering company that he originally regarded as a pioneer of light.

"This is the last mission of Captain Jesse of the Pioneer Company. The Flying Fish was ordered to escort the treasures unearthed from the ruins of the Southern Continent back to Narli, including two relics and a large number of gold coins in the Southern Continent. Unfortunately, these treasures were not found. We could never go back to Nali, so the crew and I decided to rebel against the pioneering company and leave the original route and head further east. "

This is relatively late. The pages at the back are very thin. It seems that it has reached the end of Captain Jesse's life. The next record appeared in the captain's log only a few months after the previous record. At the same time, this was also the last thing that Captain Jesse wrote down.

"Our ship was wanted by the Development Company. Originally, we wanted to take these treasures to the east coast of the Western Continent, but their pursuit and interception forced us to give up this idea. Now we can only go to the north. Next time The stop is Pattiusa.”

"My crew members have alienated their minds because of the suffering they suffered during this period. I can detect the little thoughts buried in their hearts. I have to be more careful. I regret telling them where the treasures are buried, and I also underestimated human beings. Too greedy.”

"Melissa, my baby, I don't know if I will live to see you again. I also know that I will never have the chance to say these words to you, but getting engaged to you is really the best thing I have done in my life. It’s over, I love you deeply, and the Mother Goddess witnesses my loyalty to you. I’m sorry, but I may not be able to return to Nali.”

There was nothing left. Fisher slowly moved his eyes away from the last paragraph of the book, and then casually threw the dusty book on the desk in front of him.

"It seems that the crew did not find the diary hidden deep in the bookshelf when they killed the captain, and the old man did not seem to like reading. Of course, the crew did not check the bookshelf when they were busy robbing the treasure. Come on, let’s see what those babies really look like.”

At this time, waves of fuzzy magic came from the cabin below. Fisher stood up, and an unknown black sword hilt fell into his hand. He gently pushed open the captain's cabin. The door of the room entered into the moonlight.

There was silence on the deck, and he led Emhardt towards the cabin below the deck.

There are magic lights hanging in the wooden corridor of the cabin below, but I don't know if it is because too much time has passed and the magic emblem is unstable. Anyway, those lights flicker, which is very narrow. The corridor added a bit of spookiness.

Fisher walked around the underground floor but didn't find the old man pretending to be Jesse, so he continued walking downstairs.

As he walked, he also looked at the situation on both sides of the corridor. He saw that there were extremely obvious knife marks and bullet marks on some walls and handrails. Often, not far from these marks, you could find several places that were completely dry. The blood stains blended into the planks, just as Fisher had seen the blood stains when he first came aboard.

These marks all support the story behind the captain's log. There was an internal fight in the Flying Fish, and the reason was because of the treasures on the ship.

Captain Jesse decided to flee with the Pioneering Company's cargo because of his conscience, but now it seems that his crew members do not have such noble sentiments. They were after the gold and jewelry from the beginning.

Jesse was killed by the crew during the voyage, and the remaining crew members fought over the distribution issue, until in the end a winner was determined to monopolize all the treasure.

He was originally supposed to fly away with the Flying Fish and the treasure on it, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by a group of unreasonable gangsters on Pattiogen Island.

In order to survive, he hid the treasure on the ship so that the gang could not find what he wanted. He lied to Fisher that he was the captain of the Flying Fish to gain sympathy, all in order to get back on the ship today. Get back the treasure that you have been thinking about day and night.

Just as Fisher was moving downstairs, the muzzle of a dark gun behind him was pointed at his back at some point. His old finger pressed the trigger, but just when he was about to fire hard , but the man in front of him suddenly turned his head, and his eyes revealed a cold look at the old man hiding in a room with his head half out.

That look made the old man's heart tremble. Before his brain could react, his finger had already pressed the trigger.

"Bang!"

The sound of muskets exploded in the darkness, but a mercury sword blade that was faster than a bullet had already stretched out and struck the bullet in mid-air, shooting out brilliant sparks like fireworks in the darkness.

Fisher's body did not move, and the fluid blade took his place and headed towards the old man's palm.

"Buzz buzz!"

The high-speed flowing sword blade extended away, beating rapidly on the old man's hand, leaving several deep wounds visible to the bone. What reached his mind even faster than the bone-piercing pain was the Nali man. The figure is getting closer and closer.

Isn't this guy human? !

"Monster!"

The musket fell to the ground, and Fisher had already grabbed his neck with one hand. His right hand showed no respect for the old and cherished the young. In an instant, he hit him from the elbow all the way up, to the knees, elbows, shoulders, and then he 's head.

Fisher's big hand suddenly twisted, and when he threw the old man in front of him, his limbs fell to the ground like a doll with its joints disassembled, leaving only his horrified eyes. On Fisher's body.

"Misunderstanding. Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding! I thought someone I thought was a gangster caught up with me, that's why"

Fisher slowly took the hilt of the sword back into his arms and scanned the scene around the room. He saw a [Concealed Magic] suddenly appearing near the window of the guest room. This magic was already there at this moment. It was activated by a certain password, and a little golden light flashed in the illusory space behind the magic. Obviously, the magic hidden in it was the treasure they had hidden before.

Fisher stepped on the old man's body, with an expression on his face that was half a smile.

"You know, greedy people are always eager to expose their own flaws. If you really come on board and do nothing, if you don't open the magic, I might even spend more effort to pry it out from your brain and open it. The magic password comes"

"How does it feel to monopolize the treasure after killing the captain? Now you finally get what you want, are you satisfied?"

Although Fisher had no good intentions towards the old man when he came on board, the old man was already dead after Fisher knew the story on the ship and the hidden magic was opened by him. He didn't care whether he opened fire on him or not.

"No, you. How do you know? Listen to me, I didn't interfere with the things on the ship. It was other crew members who attacked the captain. I just defended myself. You want the treasure on the ship, right? I can give you all the treasures, as long as you can let me live and let me get off the ship, these things are all yours!"

"Isn't this what you want? Everyone wants this. There is no need to do this, right? If you let me go, I can swim back to Patriot Island, as long as..."

Fisher ignored his excuses in the dark, and he slowly He raised the liquid sword in his hand and pointed it at the old man who was struggling powerlessly on the ground.

"Okay, shut up. If you have anything to say, go to the Mother Goddess and tell her. By the way, there is one more thing. Captain Jesse says hello to you."

"Click!"

The old man's pupils slightly opened, and the next moment, a flash of silver light suddenly sank into his neck, completely separating his head and body. Even at the moment of death, his hands still tightly grasped the golden compass in front of his chest, as if he wanted to embed his fingers completely into gold.

"Wow, he seems to be incontinent, so disgusting. Wait, Fisher, if you kill him, can you drive a boat? Drive it to the North."

"This ship is powered by steam. As long as the course is right, it will not go to the wrong place. I learned how to drive a steam ship at the military academy, and there is magic and your assistance. Don't worry about insufficient manpower."

". I'm just a book! How can I help you drive the ship."

"There will always be someone who can help, crew member Emhart."

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Fisher moved his eyes away from the old man's body on the ground and looked at the space hidden behind the magic in front of him. He moved closer and saw the jewelry, gold and two strange-looking objects hidden inside. In addition, there were some ancient documents of the pioneering company.

It seems that this magic was originally used for the captain to store these important documents. Who knew that Captain Jesse also put an extra secret compartment behind his bookshelf.

Fisher took out the gold jewelry and the two strange relics, but the light in the room was too dim, and the magic emblem was about to disappear, so he could only put the gold here first, and then he dragged the old man's body and the two relics back to the deck.

After throwing the old man's body into the sea, he returned to Jesse's bright captain's room and carefully looked at the two strange relics in front of him.

The first item was easy to identify. Although its appearance was strange, it had a very high-end beauty. It was in the shape of a breastplate, very thin, and forged from some metal. Fisher didn't feel any weight when he held it in his hand, as light as a feather.

"Fisher! This is a breastplate made by the Holy Clan. The effect is just as you think. It is not only very light but also very hard. Moreover, this one is of the highest quality among the holy relics. You see, the lines on it are very even, which shows that the Holy Clan who forged it is definitely a highly skilled senior blacksmith."

Fisher put the breastplate on his chest to try it out, and suddenly found that the breastplate could actively adjust its size to fit his body. He just put the angel breastplate on himself, and the breastplate was already tightly fitted with his body, as if it was specially made for Fisher.

After that, Fisher took it off again to test its specific strength. He used his full strength to hit the surface of the breastplate with his bare hands without leaving any marks, and the addition of the fluid sword would only leave a few more subtle marks. It seems that it can withstand physical attacks from the eighth to ninth levels without any problems.

Fisher could use this himself, so he put it on his shirt. After moving it a few times to make sure that there would be no discomfort, he was satisfied and set his sights on the next relic.

It was a completely black ring, without any gemstones inlaid on it, but the ring body was very spacious, more than twice as wide as the rings Fisher usually carved magic.

"Emhart, do you recognize this thing?"

Fisher looked at the black ring in his hand. Although it had a little magical luster that only relics had, it had not shown any effect so far.

"Um, this thing, I don't recognize it at all, and this holy object looks a little bit rough?"

"Rough?"

Fisher looked at Emhart beside him in surprise. This guy respected the angels very much and basically would not say anything disrespectful to them. However, this relic could get such an evaluation from him, which made Fisher suspect that this thing was probably not forged by the angels.

Could it be Osmanthus? Or other creatures who learned forging skills from the angels?

"By the way, the hair band that Jasmine wore before was also a relic. Which one is better made than this one?"

"Well, I think the one on the whale girl's hair is better made."

"Is that so?"

Fisher touched his chin, and then tested the relic, only to find that it had no effect no matter how he hit it. However, when the magic circuit on Fisher's hand lit up, the ring actually began to emit a little bit of fine light, but Fisher's magic did not leave any trace on it.

This strange discovery attracted Fisher's attention, and his experience as a magician gave him some inspiration about the purpose of this relic.

"I think I know what this thing is used for"

"Huh? Is there any effect?"

Fisher didn't say anything, and took the carving knife on the magic material. Fisher dipped a little magic material, and then began to carve a simple ring of magic in Emhart's rather surprised eyes.

"Wait, what are you doing?! Carving magic on a relic at random may cause damage to the relic."

"Don't worry, let me try."

It didn't take long for Fisher to carve out a first-ring magic. He chose a first-ring light magic [illumination], then put the ring on his hand and pointed it at the night sky outside. At the moment the magic was activated, a brilliance that was countless times more dazzling than usual burst out from the ring, almost blinding Emhart's eyes, and almost cursed his mother.

"Your mother, is this a first-ring magic? Why is it so bright, my eyes!"

Fisher ignored his complaints at all, but at this moment he seemed very excited, because Emhart was right, this was not the effect that a first-ring magic should have, and the intensity of this illumination had obviously reached the level of a second or even a third ring.

In other words, engraving magic on this ring can enhance the power of the engraved magic, which is the real effect of this relic!

Fisher looked down at the magic emblem that had just been engraved on the ring on his hand, which slowly disappeared. Apart from the little bit of the world echo fluctuations left, the ring seemed to have never been engraved with magic, and there was no loss at all, which made Fisher marvel.

If Jesse had brought this thing back to Sannali, it would probably have been sold at a sky-high price in the magician circle.

You know, material loss is a big problem in the magic world, and this ring can not only completely eliminate magic loss but also increase the power of magic. It is simply a relic designed specifically for magicians.

Fisher put the ring on his hand with great care, and there was some meaning of not letting it go, but in the process of wearing it, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a line of text engraved inside the ring, which made Fisher's skin feel obviously sunken.

He frowned and took off the ring on his hand, pointing the ring at the light in the room. Under such light, the characters inside the ring slowly appeared.

It was a line of text that Fisher felt quite familiar yet strange. It said,

【karazawa あすか】

(Asuka Karazawa)

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