Chapter 41: In the storm
——I wish all the children in the college entrance examination go well, and it is most important to maintain a sense of normality.
Also, begging for a monthly pass, it will fall out of the top thirty.
Cherie answered with a little confusion: "Jacques, I don't understand why my father sent me to Holm Kingdom, but I think he must be thinking about it for me, there should be something suitable for me at the nun school. You You know, I do n’t have the talent for knights. I was secretly evaluated by the knight teacher as saying that unless you rely on potions, you will never inspire blood power. I also do n’t have the ability to do business. , The result was a lot of losses, so my brother began to be dissatisfied. "
"Except I like to read books, I can't learn anything, whether it is music, opera, oil painting, or sculpture. I can even get your love from Jacques. You are so handsome, so versatile, good at piano and painting. , Singing, swordplay ... like the dazzling sun. "Cherie seemed to be touching Jacques's face.
The click sounded, as if Jacques held Cherie's hand and kissed him. He was fascinated and said: "That time I followed Master Gaspar to the villa of the Viscount and I saw you quietly reading on the terrace. Deeply in love with you, your beauty and your temperament are like the roses under the moon, so peaceful and beautiful, so beautiful. You don't need to do anything, just marry me and enjoy life well. "
"But, Jacques, you ... you are not yet a true knight." Cherie replied sadly, and the noble must marry the noble. "And I always think that as a complete life, as a lucky man who is favored by the Lord, whether it is Men or women must have the ability to live without relying on others, and have a place to reflect the value of their lives, so I have to work hard to find things that I am good at. This is my little insistence. I hope you can understand Jacques. "
Jacques said with some frustration: "Celi, I understand your choice, but what new things can the nun school of Holm Kingdom learn? And I also know and understand very well that only by inspiring blood power and becoming a noble knight can we truly be I have you in the land. For this, I have never been afraid, never worried, I will work hard, I will work hard, but I am afraid that when I have stimulated the blood power, you have already married someone else. Wait, Cherie, Lord Viscount I want you to study in Holm Kingdom, do you want to find an opportunity for you to marry the nobility there ?! "
This has a certain effect on Viscount Wright's consolidation in the Kingdom of Holm or on the church's entrenchment of conservative aristocrats in the opposite country, so Jacques thought this more and more, and his voice heard in Lucian It was full of pain and despair: "Is that true, Cherie? Are you going to marry someone else?"
"I don't know, I really don't know ... Father never said ..." Cherie murmured in confusion, like a nightmare in the ups and downs of a sailing boat, without any confidence.
Jacques punched the wooden box with a severe punch, and almost let a row of wooden boxes back away, hitting Lucian's face, and he said with a little hope in his despair, "Cherie, can you wait for me? I know, Lord Viscount and his wife have always spoiled you, and you love them too, and you will not do anything to disappoint them completely, but can you wait for me for three years? If I have n’t been able to stimulate my blood for three years, Strength, that's not worthy of me, I can only secretly love you. "
Qielly was moved by Jacques's confession, as if nodded forcefully: "I will, within three years, I will wait for you. And after three years, as long as you don't hate, I am willing to be your eternal lover."
Jacques hugged Cherie: "Cherie, why are you Cherie ..."
Suddenly, Annick suddenly found himself covering his ears with both hands, so he turned his head and looked at Mr. Evans strangely. Are they talking about something they shouldn't hear?
After a lingering lingering dialogue that made Lucian vomit, Cherie leaned on Jacques shoulder: "Jacques, find a chance to play" Dedicated to Silvia "for me, okay? Now we should go up, so In a big storm, my father is probably not assured of me and will come and see. "
Lucien thought awkwardly: "Silvia has been killed by Natasha. Would it be a bit cursing to play this piano song ..." Of course, anyone who knows about Silvia No more than twenty.
"Okay, as long as you want, I'm willing to," Jacques answered softly, and then two people sneaked back to the upper cabin.
Kulusien waited for a while before releasing her hand covering Annick's ears: "Let's go back to the cabin. The storm and waves are so big. Someone may come down to check the goods for damage."
"Yes, Mr. Evans." Annick replied respectfully first, then asked curiously, "Why did you cover my ears just now."
"I'm afraid their love words will ruin your immature soul." Lucian answered with a serious face, "Even I can hardly resist it, as if I was split by thunder."
Biannick thought for a moment: "But the love story I heard before is far worse than the opera dialogue."
所以 "So I hate opera ..." Lucian said blankly.
Back in the cabin, Lucien did not lie in a hammock to rest or meditate, but stood there, quietly listening to the dull sound of the giant waves slamming the sailing gods array, listening to the roaring non-stop The thunder roared.
"Today's storm is much larger than it was a few days ago, and the thunder is too dense, which makes people scary."
As an astrological magician, although "Fate Master" and astrology have not been able to bring a more accurate prediction, they may have occasionally made Lucien's vague premonition.
"Can this sailboat be destroyed by this horrible storm?" Lucian couldn't help but think about the worst, but at this time under the storm, the first-level astrology could not be used at all, only Be wary, "Hope is that the premonition was wrong, and it was wrong several times before ..."
The thoughts in Xin's mind just fell, and a thunderous thunder that exploded was suddenly exploded, while Lucien was shocked, the whole person felt weightless, as if to fly in a small cabin.
"Sailboat is flying up by the waves? Or?"
Crackling, a heavy throbbing sound was clearly transmitted from the divine array, and the feeling of stably standing was more obvious.
"There is an enemy attack!" Lucien, who has rich experience in combat and distress, could not tell at this time that the sailboat was attacked by the enemy.
The throbbing sound was endless, mixed with the crackling of the magic array of lightning smashes, which made all apprentices aware that no matter how weak they were after seasickness, they all concentrated near the entrance of Lucian. At this time, the official magician of Mr. Evans was the backbone of their hearts. Even the most mature and quietest Olmos among them, with a panic expression at this time.
Lucien opened the door and lowered his hands to signal them to calm down: "No matter what the enemy is, it has nothing to do with us now. There are great knights, knights, priests, and magic circles on the sailboat. They will take care of it. We only need to solve it. Wait ... "If even a knight such as Viscount Wright couldn't solve it, it would be useless to wait for someone else and wait. The" enemy "hoping for the attack did not expect a magician to emerge, and could escape by magical magic.
Calm and peaceful, speaking calmly, Lucian's attitude infected the apprentices, let them breathe deeply, and slowly calm down.
After another heavy slamming, the sailing boat undulated again and again, the apprentices crumbled outside the cabin, almost rolling around, and finally grabbed the door of the room to stand still.
The creaking sound made the scalp tingling and the sour teeth clear from the outside of the cabin board. Lucian's face changed slightly, and the magic circle was about to be broken?
The idea only came into being. Lucian's mental strength suppressed by the storm and lightning to a small extent was to sense a scorching heat from the outside. It was so majestic that even thunder and lightning, torrential rain, and waves ca n’t It covers up.
"I'm afraid it's a level five divine magic, there is a bishop on board!"
Baluchian once watched Captain of the Night Watch from afar--the fifth-level bishop shot, and probably can judge the power of this attack.
In such a storm, using divine magic and magic below level four or five will not set off a wave of waves and spread a little bit of fluctuation.
When the hot wave of divine magic appeared, the whistling and sharp wind sounded suddenly in the heavy rain and lightning. They were so condensed and so sharp, completely different from the surrounding storms.
"Viscount Wright's shot." Lucian thought silently, a little calmer in his heart. A bishop and a big knight joined forces, should be able to repel the attacking enemy, after all, if it is a high-level strong, The sailboat has sunk.
Viscount Wright's blood power "Gust" is one of the symbols of the city of Turck.
The throbbing sound disappeared, but the thunder and wave clapping were continuous, and there seemed to be shouts from outside came faintly through the storm.
Suddenly, a huge wave far ahead hit the ship's bow on this floor, and the divine magic circle that was on the verge of destruction made a desperate shattering sound.
He followed closely, Lucian and the apprentices saw the cabin planks made of iron and wood on the other end of the walkway turned into countless fragments, and the blue and black water mixed with white spray foam poured in.
In this seawater, there is a monster with a fish head and a human body. They are covered with silver-gray fish scales, and their arms seem to be shrinking but they are holding heavy tridents.
"Kou Tao Murloc is a Kourt Murloc who has not converted to the church! Why did they attack the fleet?" Lucian, who saw the "Magic Creatures", recognized the types of these monsters at a glance, and the people around him The apprentices saw the sloppy Kou Tao fisherman looking pale.
There was also a strong sense of danger in Baluchian himself:
"Fight with these Kou Tao Murlocs? But wait for sure, there will be knights, priests, and sailors coming down to protect the cargo, and they will find it a dead end!"
"Run away? It's a horrible storm outside, and I don't know what monsters are fighting the bishop and the great knight, and they will be buried in the sea when it spreads a little."
"What should I do?!"
Baluchien forced himself to calm down, countless thoughts flashed, this situation is the sorrow of the stowaway. (To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 凡 丶 乐]. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤start◤◢ to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)