If that cowardly look at that time was his nature, then these two people are indeed not bad people. Of course, it is not ruled out that this is a disguise. “Bang! Crash!” Just then, there was a sound of someone falling into the water outside. who is it? Hitzfeld immediately stood up alertly. Someone fell into the water? Through the window, all she could see was darkness. Saturday, July 7, 3:22. Thick clouds block the moonlight, and on this endless sea, darkness is the eternal melody.
“Maybe, it’s not a human.” Flick raised his eyebrows. What do you mean? Hitzfeld didn't understand this at all. If it’s not a human… then it’s a monster? This is on the sea. Even though it is Saturday and eternal night is about to begin, theoretically there is no one here. Without people, there would be no nightmares, and there would be no nightmare monsters. Is it a sea monster? Then why is he so calm? “You’ll find out when you go out and take a look.” Frick stood up and walked out of the cabin. Hitzfeld looked at Xia Yibing opposite him and hurried to catch up. It's very windy outside. Hitzfeld stumbled as he came out, and had to put a hand through his hair while holding onto the railing with some difficulty. Then she paused. The exposed right eye stared at the sea ahead, and saw a thin layer of gray fog spreading there, and countless blue light spots of different sizes rapidly emerging under the water. "boom!" The water splashed, and a creature resembling a long-finned dolphin, emitting a bright blue light, jumped out of the water and began to swim in the air in the mist. This is not the end.
"boom!" "boom!" "Wow--" More and more fish, made entirely of bright blue light spots, jumped out of the sea, swam into the mist, dissipated, and turned into shattered blue spots of light. Hitzfeld was stunned. This scene is so shocking. It’s so beautiful. Soon, scattered blue spots of light were floating on the entire sea surface. They were like fireflies, lighting up the night with their meager power. "'Spiritual Sea'." "A very rare, mysterious phenomenon that has never been solved for many years." Frick's voice came from the side. "There is a rumor that the reason for this image is that the souls of the sailors who were stranded were scattered into the sea and eaten by fish. At certain times - when the dream world is particularly close to the sea surface - they are attracted out and transformed into fish and dissipate again." "There are also rumors that this is a miracle from the god who controls the ocean and the god who controls nature." "They believe that the sea also has a spirit, and this is the sea god guiding the ocean spirit to meet the dream world." -------- Thanks to: Tamura Houmula, bababaka, Shanhuashixue, Bingfengyeyue, ah ba ba ba ba ba, haruna-shuang, Tiannai Mizti, bilibilifi, vigiler... all the readers for their blades and rewards~ Special thanks to: Ai Li Shi Takizawa Luo Lada... and many more blade rewards~ Thanks for your support~ ps: What the hell is Takizawa Rolada? Can Rolada evolve again? Chapter 11 The Price Hitzfeld was not the only one who was shocked by this scene. Xia Yibing...Ethan...Zafira... The entire Team 17 walked out of the cabin one after another, stood side by side with Hitzfeld, and stared at the beautiful scene in a daze. Hitzfeld was almost shocked. She heard footsteps and turned around to see Torres and Sebot coming out. And Carlo... this mentally ill guy was actually jumping on the deck without any safety rope - wasn't he afraid that he would lose his balance and be blown into the sea by the wind? "You seem to know a lot about the sea, Mr. Frick." Hitzfeld retracted his gaze and asked casually. The two priests mentioned during their first meeting that they had previously spent a great deal of time and energy exploring the Crystal Sea. This meant that they had extensive knowledge and experience in navigation, and even if they had not seen this phenomenon called the "Spirit Sea," they must have heard of it.
So they look much calmer than others. But Frick... why did he know this? Even when he was still in the cabin, before the blue spots began to appear, he could tell just by the sound of someone falling into the water. Isn’t this a lot of experience? He's not a sailor, is he? The Flintstone Knights obviously belong to the "land forces". Look at that guy named Carlo, who is shouting like a southerner who sees snow for the first time. Frick, who is also a Flintstone Knight... where does his experience come from? "Are you testing me?" Unexpectedly, her little thoughts were directly exposed by the other party. "My profession is a detective." Hitzfeld didn't care and simply admitted it directly, "I apologize if you feel offended, but I am really curious." At this time, she had to admit that being a girl also had its advantages. The differences between men and women, and the latter's unique reproductive role in society, have led to the former being generally more tolerant of the latter once civilization has developed to a certain level. In a situation like today, if it was a boy or a young man who asked, perhaps Frick would not have taken action. But his expression would never be as calm as it was now, and she had no confidence to ask any more questions. "Oh, it's not something that can't be known." Frick glanced at her and curled his lips. "Because I grew up in a fisherman's family. As far as I can remember... when I was about 5 years old, I went fishing with my mother." "Mother?" "Yes, I have never seen my father since I was born. People in the village said that he died before I was born... and the only boat in the family was lost, and it was even rented." "Oh... sorry, I didn't realize—" "It's okay. It's all over." Frick rested his hands on the railing, his posture and expression very relaxed. "My mother also passed away. It wasn't because of any illness. She just worked too hard in her early years and her body couldn't hold on... I am quite satisfied with this because at least I still have the opportunity to take care of her and accompany her until the end of her life." "Then your mother can be called a great person." Xia Yibing, who was listening nearby, interrupted and said, "She was able to give birth to a child under such difficult conditions, repay her debts, raise you alone, and train a gold-level Flint Knight... It's a pity that I didn't get to meet her." "I personally believe that everything has a soul." Frick smiled. "After all, there are evil spirits and dreams in this world. Death does not mean they are gone. They may just stay with us in a different way." "You are quite a romantic person, Mr. Frick," Hitzfeld couldn't help but say. "It's an honor to be praised like this by a lady like you." "I have another question, Mr. Frick." She stared at Frick and Carlo who was approaching. "They said you are a Flint Knight of the Golden Order... What is the difference between you and Mr. Carlo?" "I can answer this!" The blond youth Carlo immediately raised his hand: "Captain is stronger than me! He can wear heavier armor and carry more powerful weapons!"
“…Is that all?” "What do you mean by just like that?" As if offended, Carlo widened his eyes and waved his hands to gesture to her. "I can't put it into words...but this 'heavier and stronger', the difference may be greater than you can imagine." "The power of a Golden Flint Knight is at least three times that of a Silver Knight." Frick volunteered the answer, "But the price is... a stronger accumulation of metal toxins in the body." "toxin?" "How else can I have such strength? Look at my size and appearance. I am still a human, not a monster. But theoretically, it is impossible for an individual like me to develop that level of strength. The reason why I can do this is because I can withstand the gold-level flint poison." "Can you explain it in a little more detail?" "Just a little." Frick said. Hitzfeld nodded in confirmation. "Okay... You should know that the Flint Knight needs to put flint powder into the micro furnace to drive the power armor." "Yes." "This powder can indeed provide powerful power when burning, but the price is... the price of being close to the furnace is that the metal toxins produced after the combustion will gradually contaminate the knight's body." "This pollution has a critical value... Before the critical value, the skills of the knights who can withstand the pollution of the toxin will be rapidly enhanced." "But after the critical point, the knight's physical function will decline rapidly." "Ka Luo can only withstand the flint powder of the silver level, so he is the silver knight." "but me……" Frick's smile was a little bitter. "I have always felt that my ability to withstand the gold-level powder is not because I have outstanding talent, but simply because I am lucky." "Captain." Carlo kept elbowing him as he explained. "Why did you tell her all this..." "It's an open secret." Frick didn't care. "What limits the training of more knights is never the metal toxins. Although this will greatly shorten the lifespan of the knights, most knights have already prepared themselves mentally. Compared with those who have no power to resist the evil spirits and can only hate their own weakness, we are very lucky. What really limits the number of knights is that the output of flint powder is very scarce." "So……" "Oh, that won't work. The rest are confidential." The "Spirit Sea" phenomenon lasted for more than an hour. After entering the eternal night, the blue spots and the phenomenon of blue light fish constantly emerging completely disappeared. That night, Hitzfeld was lying on the lower bunk, discussing Frick's problem with Xia Yibing. "They look pretty normal."
"Yes, but we still can't take it lightly." "But for now, they are trustworthy. Even if you follow your worst guess: they no longer obey the orders of the head of the Central Diocese and are only loyal to the royal family, they will not act rashly until I show something special." "Oh, then you have to be careful when you use them..." "Go to sleep, Hitzfeld." "There will still be no sun tomorrow, so you can sleep in, a rare opportunity."