Hooked Kiss took out the envelope and money again. Naturally, he was going to write a letter ho to report his safety. As he wrote, he began to hum a song. At tis like this, his mood was quite good, and even the giant whale tail behind him flapped happily.
Helair, smiling, stood at the stern rowing the boat. Occasionally, he would playfully kick Fisher with his bare foot, or if he got tired, he would make Fisher stand up to row, while he chatted with Tangze Asuka. Of course, Tangze Asuka stamred in front of him, appearing particularly nervous and timid, even avoiding eye contact, as if oppressed by bloodline.
Oh, and there’s Necolia.
She was daydreaming, entirely lost in thought, not speaking with the others.
Fisher always felt that this journey had touched her soul, forcing her to think profoundly about the philosophical questions of the Phoenix’s life.
Who am I, where did I co from, and where am I going?
Perhaps sothing like that.
The Holy Land is in the southern hemisphere, while Dragon Continent is in the northern hemisphere. Unlike Tree Continent, which was also in the southern hemisphere last ti, this journey was exceptionally long. Even by Moon Traveling Boat, it took six to seven hours. It wasn’t until evening approached that they left the Gap and surfaced into the sky.
At this mont, what unfolded before Fisher’s eyes, a thousand ters high in the sky, was the intact continent that had yet to be split in two by future Mythical Wars. This was the giant continent from ancient tis, where the Western Continent and South Continent were integrated — Dragon Continent.
Well, if judged by future geography, the Ideal Country position is precisely within that area of South Continent.
"Everyone, we’ve arrived, Dragon Continent."
As the golden curtain of sunset gradually descended in the west, they had already approached the ultimate destination of this journey.
...
...
Returning to the Holy Land where Fisher and his companions had left, it was now the Sixth Day. The Wisdom Vortex was still dim, with a square book tightly pressed against a closed window. It was none other than Sir Emhardt.
Having just pretended to sleep in the crib, it was as if he had a telepathic sense of Fisher’s arrival and departure. He imdiately flew to the edge of the windowsill, looking out from afar. Sure enough, he could see Fisher and his company as tiny as ants perched on the edge of the Fifth Day in the far distance.
"Fisher!"
He uselessly shouted, seemingly just to express his longing and excitent. The entire book uncontrollably slamd against the window, but soon he fearfully looked behind him because his shout seed to have caught the attention of the muddle-minded Gabriel.
"Nob?"
"Ah ah ah, don’t co over!"
Upon hearing the ethereal call of the Angel Leader behind him, Emhardt helplessly leaned against the windowsill, shaking his head repeatedly, seemingly holding it together by a thread. He cried, latching onto the windowsill, crying out to the ant-sized Fisher and company far below,
"Fisher! Hurry and save ! Waaaah!"
Amidst the darkness, Gabriel cradled a crystal, tilting her head in confusion as she erged from the shadows. Behind her, hundreds of illusory eye-shaped points of light rotated like a kaleidoscope. After spending so much ti together, Emhardt had co to realize that the wings behind this angel could likely express her current feelings and thoughts.
This ant "confusion."
"Nob..."
"Ah ah ah!"
Seeing Gabriel inching closer, Emhardt quickly turned his head to look below. Even if hope seed faint, he still wanted to catch Fisher’s attention.
Then, in the ti it took to turn his head, he saw Fisher and his party leaving the Holy Land aboard that damned demon Paimon’s ship, without a glance back.
"!!"
The entire book of Emhardt seed to turn gray-white, sagging against the window, bit by bit collapsing to the ground, as if he had been thoroughly played by fate,
"Waaah, waaah! You accursed angel, let go, waaah!"
Emhardt whimpered, silently complaining, why would the great Sir Book have such bitter fate.
"Nob... want to see friends?"
At this mont, the words Gabriel spoke were unprecedented and shocked Emhardt. His sobs ca to an abrupt stop, and he sat up in disbelief, looking at Gabriel, who still tilted her head in front of him.
"What... what did you say?"
"Fisher... is Nob’s friend, does Nob want to see him?"
"I do, I do, please help , Mom, Nob is the cutest, please take to Fisher!"
Seeing this, Emhardt instantly stopped crying and pretended to be cute, flying into Gabriel’s embrace, snuggling against her, as if at this mont, he, Emhardt, was Gabriel’s most beloved child.
"Mom will take Nob to et friends, but... outside is dangerous, friends are dangerous, Chaos is also dangerous, Nob must stay far away."
Emhardt looked up pitifully, and after spending so much ti together, he seed to fully understand what the muddle-minded Gabriel ant,
"You’re saying I can only watch from afar and can’t et him?"
"Friend, dangerous."
Gabriel continued to emphasize.
"Fisher is... well, considering his entanglents with that group of Ladies, he indeed is quite dangerous. It might turn into a disaster, torn to pieces, but this is the past; those emotional debts belong to the future..."
While pondering, Emhardt sneaked a glance at the still silent Gabriel watching him. Although he couldn’t et with Fisher just yet, it was definitely better than staying here, wasn’t it?
Thus, he decisively started acting cute,
"Oooo, Mom is the best, please take to see friends. I promise I’ll stay by Mom’s side."
Gabriel reached out to gently touch the book’s cover, and in the next mont, the kaleidoscopic wings behind her spun rapidly once again, with an intimidating aura gradually spreading, not inferior to Master Tao of Tree Continent.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
And it was on that day that Gabriel, the Angel representing wisdom, left the Wisdom Vortex again after a millennium.
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