Thanks to Carlson, our experienced engineer. After staying on the sea for three days, we finally set sail again on a gloomy afternoon.

When the whistle whistles and the first white smoke gushed out of the chimney, all the crew members on the deck excitedly took off their hats on their heads, or took off their neck shawls and threw them into the air, in this way to tell others how happy they were.

As for Adele, she still maintains her disguise identity, and the insider is unified by us, and is described as an abominable vampire who tries to destroy this ship and take me to hell.

His ending was naturally strangled by me and Hickrad, turning into a pitiful ashes and falling into the boundless sea.

The sea is always suitable for hiding all kinds of truths, isn't it? Who cares if a vampire is really dead, except for their companions.

Kenway believed what we said, and so did all the crew. Amid the cheers, Carlson sent a bigger good news: the steam engine has been repaired and the ship can continue her journey.

"Very good!" Kenway walked into the cabin with a smile, "Let's keep going! Go towards the border area of ​​Strand!"

Maybe it was the blessing of the goddess of luck, maybe it was God who finally decided to let us go after seeing that we suffered so much. In the next journey, we did not encounter any trouble again, whether it was a storm, tsunami or man-made destruction, we did not bother us again.

After seven days of voyage, we finally arrived at the scheduled destination - we should have arrived here three days ago, if everything goes well.

The yacht, with its long white "tail", slowly drove into this somewhat simple port with curious eyes of people around.

"Welcome to the edge of the civilized world, Kule Island," Captain Kenway stretched out his arms at us. "This is the farthest colony established by the Republic of Strand in the known world. From here, it is vast, wrapped in thick fog, and the edge of the ocean is no longer visible."

"All those who tried to walk through the ocean were lost in the endless fog and never returned."

"Although I'm curious what you're going to do on such a remote island, I'm a self-aware person," he smiled, "so I won't ask."

"Anyway," he walked out of the cab and watched the local residents help drag the boat into the dock area, and said to us easily: "My mission has been completed. No matter what your purpose is, it has nothing to do with me."

He picked up the bottle, directed the sailors to set up the gangways to get off the boat, and waved his hands at us, "The next adventure belongs to you. I will wait for you here and have some fun with my crew in this town."

"Are you sure what we're looking for here?" I walked down the gangway and asked Sebastian suspiciously. "This doesn't look like the hiding place of the Knights of the Nomentu."

"The more you are, the safer it is, boy Saren," Sebastian smiled at me, "Come with me, we should be able to find something here."

Our first stop was the local government. It was said that it was the government, but it was actually just a low brick bungalow that was used as a town meeting room for this town.

In the conference hall, we met the mayor of this small town, a bald man in his fifties, but very hospitable.

"Oh, aren't you travelers?" After hearing that we were humans who came to explore this island, not tourists who came to visit, the smile on his face disappeared.

"Then you better be careful," he warned us solemnly and seriously. "In the past, explorers had come from Capofez," he explained, "to explore the remains of the remains of the island, but they never came back after entering the depths of the island."

"Thank you for your reminder," I nodded to him, "but no matter what, we have to go deep into the jungle to take a look."

"Okay," sighed the mayor, "I won't stop you, but if you encounter any danger deep in the island, we can't help you-we are just ordinary people."

"I understand," I smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we're not that easy to get into trouble."

"I hope so," the mayor was not happy with my words. He glanced at me, "You are not the first explorer to say so to me."

"Sir," Sebastian coughed twice, and then knocked hard on the floor with his cane, taking the right to speak from me. "I want to ask, are there any places in the town like a historical exhibition hall or a library?"

"Of course," the mayor nodded, "just in the town conference hall. If you need to use the library, please come with me."

We followed him all the way and stopped at the door of a relatively remote room.

"Wait," the mayor turned his head and explained to us, "No one has been here for a long time, I have to look for the key."

He untied the keychain tied around his waist, identified it one by one, and excitedly raised one of the keys after more than a minute, "It's this!"

He inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it gently. After a click, the door that was originally tightly clamped opens.

"Please come in, gentlemen," the mayor turned his body and pushed open the door. A large smell of musty gushed out of the room. "Ahem... please forgive me, it's true that no one has used this house for a long time."

"Thank you, Mr. Mayor."

Sebastian and I looked at each other and walked into the library side by side.

This library looks a bit old, with a thick layer of dust on the walls and desks, while the bookshelf that should have been filled with various books is empty.

"I haven't seen any books here, Mr. Mayor."

"Oh, of course you can't see it," a much sharper voice sounded from behind us, "because I've eaten them all."

I suddenly turned around and said that it was not someone else's words, but the mayor. He looked at us at this moment and showed a strange smile. After a tremor, his body quickly softened and collapsed, turning into a pool of disgusting mud.

"Uh... God of Nature is above, what is this thing!?"

"No wonder I always felt something was wrong," Sebastian stood in front of me, calmly watching the mud gradually rise up and split from the middle, revealing layers of sharp teeth inside and many hoses dancing around, looking like its sucking organs.

I saw Sebastian's hand behind me with a gesture of gesture to me - this was a signal that made me prepare to cast spells.

I was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and began to draw runes quietly according to what he said, using the cover he formed.

"This is a shapeshifter, Saren," Sebastian introduced me, "I must have been out for too long to take risks, and even forgot the most basic rules of vigilance."

"I think those adventurers were not missing in the depths of the jungle, right?" Sebastian looked at the extremely ferocious shapeshifter. "I'm afraid they were all deceived into this house, or similar houses, and then brutally killed them."

"You are smart," the shapeshifter made a sound as disgusting as his appearance, like a man soaked in the mud and started to speak, "But it's meaningless. You may be better equipped than other mortals, but in my opinion, you are still mortals-tragic, weak mortals!"

"I'm afraid you're wrong this time, Mr. Transformation Monster," I flashed out from behind Sebastian, and the already prepared flame javelin run suddenly lit up, and a burning spear spear spear rushed out.

"What...? You two cunning mage bastards!"

The Transformation Monster was stunned for a moment, then started to curse. While spitting out dirty words, his body twisted violently, trying to avoid my attack through Transformation.

Unfortunately, he failed. Although the javelin did not pass through his chest as I expected, it still passed through his body and burned all the mud tissue near the wound.

"This pain...this burning feeling...you are not mages!"

"Yes," Sebastian pulled out a long whip, whipped him hard, and burned a large piece of sludge. "We are rune masters! And the biggest mistake you made is not to attack us immediately after tearing the face!"

Sebastian whipped him one by one, and the shapeshifted monster let out one after another, and a holy emblem surged out of his body—or was pushed out by the mud.

"Great God of War and Destruction! Please protect your believers!"

A circle of shields with a thick gray light that emitted an uncomfortable atmosphere quickly spread out with the holy emblem engraved with skulls and maces as the origin, and firmly protected the deformed monster.

"This guy is actually Gusle's pastor," Sebastian frowned, "this is a little trouble."

"Gesl," I looked at the Transformer, curiously, "Can the Transformer become a priest?"

"That's certainly," Sebastian looked back at me, as if mocking me for fuss. "The intelligence of the shapeshift monsters is almost the same as that of humans, and some are even smarter than humans. Why can't they have their own beliefs and divine power?"

"Okay," Sebastian pulled a chair and sat down. "Your turtle shell may save you for a while, but it can't protect you all the time."

"If you are going to talk to us about any business or deal, now is your best opportunity."

"I admit I've fallen, human," the shapeshifter churned for a while. I think this should be the same as the human face change, "Okay, human, you won."

After a while, he collapsed, sighed and said listlessly, "You have caught me, but I am a follower of Gusle. You don't want to anger the war priests, right? We are not a good guy to mess with."

"Of course, I admit that I was caught by you. Maybe you will laugh at me, but like us, you so-called villains, know better the meaning of equivalent exchange."

"So, I will exchange my life with a few intelligence you are interested in and let you keep the secret of me as a shapeshifter, how about?"

"It depends on what information you gave," I spoke before Sebastian. I was very good at such negotiations. "You must know that evildoers like you also know the secrets of deception and lies."

"This sentence makes sense," the transformant flipped up and spit out two bubbles. Somehow, I subconsciously linked this action with a shrug, "I agreed."

"I think you came here for the Knights of the Nomentu," the first sentence of the Transformer caught our attention. "No need to deny that I can obtain the memories of all the poor worms I have swallowed up. The answers I get from them are unified. The purpose of every explorer coming here is to find the legendary Knights."

"You're right," I snorted. It was a very tricky talent. If he had such a skill, he would have the advantage in negotiations with us. "So tell me, what do you know?"

"I like a candid guy like you very much," the voice of the Transformer became much easier. "You have to know that compared to humans, the Transformer's lifespan can be said to be longer. Of course, it is still incomparable to the elves."

"But it also gave me a lot of time to do what I wanted to do," he continued to gush, "especially after devouring the first explorer to come here a hundred years ago, I began to search for the island."

"And time is my ally. For you humans, a decade of searching will probably be an unbearable price, but for me, it is nothing more than a common thing."

"After more than fifty years of search and some arduous battles, I found several places that might be the remains you are looking for."

“Those places have traces of a lot of man-made buildings.”

"Artificial architecture?" I continued to ask, "Can you describe it in detail?"

"Of course, as long as I can get my life back," the shapeshifter readily agreed to my request. "The decorations of those relics are mainly purple and gold, and many places are painted with signs that I don't know."

"What kind of logo?"

"A ring, a sword penetrates through the middle of the ring."

"It's a pity that this is not what I need," Sebastian said with a normal expression and even a little cold, but from his tightly held hands, I could tell he was lying.

"Of course," Sebastian continued, "if you could take us there and see for yourself, I swear in the name of the God of Magic, I will let you go and keep your secret."
Chapter completed!