On the fifth day of the voyage, the Eifertans who were on the boat for the first time had to retreat into the cabin, enduring the shaking and jolting of the boat.
But to Silvia, she felt that the world before her was gradually changing.
"Who's going to throw the dice? The dealer for the previous round was Merlinsera. This time, it's Sylvia's turn. "
"Oh, okay, it's my turn."
Sylvia tucked her bangs behind her ears, picked up the dice, and tossed them gently. The transparent dice made of Magic crystal stopped on '4' and '6'. She glanced at them and said, "Four plus six is ten. Next, throw."
After saying that, Naifei couldn't wait to pick up the dice. She shook it for a long time and muttered some incomprehensible rhymes. After throwing the dice, she calculated where she should move the cards from without even thinking. She pointed with her little finger, "Sister Sylvia, here!"
"Err, okay."
Clack clack clack. Sylvia, who had never thought of learning Bulingan, was now playing her cards with practiced ease while rubbing her brows. "Dumb Biscuit, my luck isn't that good this round …"
"Touch!"
Akasha's voice was clear, completely different from her usual gentle voice. Her eyes were shining. There was hope that she could get all the tiles in this round. She was so nervous that her hands were sweating.
However, Merlinsera was the one who played the most. As the highest level Magician, she had won the most on the first day. Her insane memory allowed her to memorize the tiles from the tiny scratches on the back of each tile after two rounds.
Since everyone here was a Magician, it didn't take long for everyone to return to the same starting line. Therefore, this ability, which was no different from cheating, was quickly restricted … Therefore, the neatly stacked tiles were all covered with a spell, preventing them from seeing the details on the back of each tile.
"Aiya, what happened! How infuriating. "
"Akasha, you must be holding back some big move. Look at you, you're so quiet when you're nervous. You're definitely up to something!"
Mylinsera didn't stop talking. Beside her, Naifei's eyes were rolling. Because she was short, there were a few books on her chair, and she was silently counting the cards in her hand …
"Err, self-touching, bar."
Sylvia wasn't a talkative person, but the moment she opened her mouth, the other three families couldn't stop exclaiming 'aiyaya'. She took out a card and touched it, and even she was a little stunned. "This … blossoms on the bar."
"Ah?! Are you going to let us play?! "
Merinthra shouted loudly. Akasha pushed the cards with a bitter smile and said, "I was thinking of getting a big one!"
Naifei pouted as she took the chips and pretended to cry. "Boohoo, I've lost all my money …"
Seeing this, for some reason, Sylvia couldn't help but smile. This had nothing to do with how many chips she had won. She only felt warmth at this moment … because the three of them didn't treat her as an outsider at all.
After being resurrected, Sylvia had always felt that she couldn't integrate into the current society because she was a 'dead person'. This self-isolation was like a continuous hypnosis, so she instinctively thought that she didn't fit in with this world, and that no one would understand her and be willing to interact with her …
However, the reality was obviously different from what she had imagined. Everyone was talking and laughing, and there was no 'discrimination' or 'prejudice' at all. The feeling of being accepted cracked the barrier in Sylvia's heart, and she finally started to take the initiative to communicate —
"Well … when we get the money in Lachman, I'll treat you guys to a big meal."
"It's a deal, hehe!"
"Sure, what's there to eat in Lachman? I'm really curious. "
"Can't we just ask Houdini later?" Merinthra looked out of the window. "It's almost dinner time. Come on, let's go have dinner. Naifei, remember to eat your biscuits tonight ~ "
"Ah … please don't say anymore!"
Naifei immediately covered her face. Sylvia and Akasha curiously asked for the reason, but they were both so disgusted that their faces turned pale. They didn't see Naifei winking at Merlinsera with a smirk on her face.
In fact, the 'Boradini' was very different from other sailing ships. The large-scale application of the spell formation made this ship not inferior in terms of 'enjoyment'. With the 'Freezing Spell Formation', the stored meat and cheese were enough to provide a sumptuous dinner every day.
However, ordinary crew members naturally couldn't have such a luxurious dinner, but Roddy waved his hand, and all the crew members on this trip were given a can of sweet and sour fruit with sugar water every two days, so that the crew members could say goodbye to all kinds of diseases caused by not eating fruits for a long time. Therefore, they were very respectful to the guests of Eiffta. At this moment, when they saw four beautiful women chatting and laughing passing by, they stood aside and greeted them with a smile.
It was a very natural scene, but it made Sylvia sigh with emotion. She suddenly realized that she hadn't smiled ever since she was' resurrected ', but ever since Roddy assigned her a mission, this kind of heartfelt smile became more and more frequent. No one was an ice cube. Sylvia thought that she was just a very ordinary High Elf Magician. She didn't have extraordinary talent or beauty, and she was just one of the many people in Elsen City …
Now that she thought about it, perhaps the fear of being separated from her tribe was the main reason why she closed herself off.
"Time to eat!"
At the dining table, Roddy started to use his cutlery, and everyone started to eat the food in front of them. Speaking of which, it was only at times like this that Sylvia felt no different from the people around her — because she realized that she still had a sense of taste, and she didn't have any resistance to food …
This was the biggest difference between her and the other Undead.
Previously, when Sylvia locked herself in the laboratory without eating or drinking, she only felt a little weak, but she didn't know that Akasha had been regularly replenishing her energy with Necromancy spells. The Undead of Tasman had to be nourished by the Aura of Dead Spirits to move. Akasha initially thought that Sylvia was the same, but she didn't expect that after teaching everyone mahjong a few days ago, Nephie dragged her to the dining table, and after tasting the food … this High Elf Undead actually produced energy to maintain her body functions!
Roddy and Akasha were amazed. The biggest characteristic of the Undead was that they didn't have the ability to digest food, but now, Sylvia could eat to maintain her functions like a human. What was the difference between this and being "alive"?
Sylvia was a unique Undead in the world, and they still had to find out what was special about her in the future. But in order to increase her sense of identity, Roddy had already called her along for every meal — now it seemed that "eating" had a positive effect on Sylvia.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, they chatted about all kinds of topics. Houdini had already made up his mind, so he felt more and more pressure on the way back. His conversation with Roddy basically revolved around the customs and various political stances of Lassman, clearly to let him familiarize himself with this foreign country on the other side of the ocean as soon as possible.
Akasha, Nephie, Merinthra, and Sylvia had formed a small group and would gather together wherever they went. This kind of journey was the best way to promote friendship. As women, regardless of the difference in power, age, and experience, they couldn't help but talk about common topics.
As for the other Magicians who were "learning" from the Kingdom of Karen, they were simply arranged to be in another cabin. Until now, they still didn't know that the greatest enemy of the current royal family was on this ship.
After dinner, Roddy stopped Sylvia and invited her to his study to sit down and chat. This High Elf's condition was clearly better than before. She didn't even realize that her tone and volume were now not as weak as before.
"You completed the task of teaching them how to play cards well, so this is the reward you deserve."
Misha, who was at the side, wanted to come over but was shooed away by Roddy. He casually took out a belt made of blue leather from a box next to him. The dense magical waves emanating from it stunned Sylvia. She stared at it for a long time and even forgot to thank him. She exclaimed in shock, "This is … Solomon's work?!"
"Yes, Solomon left his treasure to me, so I have authority over these things." Roddy's words made Sylvia, who originally wanted to reject him, shut her mouth. Epic-tier magic belts were not something that could be found everywhere. Even in the era where she lived, it was high-level equipment that only people of Master Cadgar's level could get their hands on.
This was what Roddy had always emphasized, so after a short moment of hesitation, she reached out to take it.
"After you complete this task, I will assign you a new task. This time, it is much more complicated than the previous one, but since you have a better understanding of the High Elf magic system, it should not be difficult to solve."
"Here, the thing is on here. You can think of a solution."
Again, Roddy did not give her any room to reject, but this time, Sylvia felt that she had almost no resistance. She nodded and took the stack of papers from Roddy.
"What … is this?"
Sylvia frowned. She looked at the drawings on the paper, and for a moment, she did not know how to describe it.
"You can call it 'plane'."
Roddy replied with a smile.
*****
"It was the 'civil servant exam' before, and now it's the 'magic exchange'. What the hell is he trying to do …"
Charles II frowned deeply. He held the latest issue of Cullen's Era and sat in the armchair in his study, deep in thought.
On his desk, there were all the periodicals and magazines that had been published in Elsen City for the past few months. From the slightly curled pages, it was obvious that Charles II had gone through them for a long time. There were also many traces of circling and drawing, and even Charles II's personal annotations. All these signs showed that the monarch attached great importance to the information media that was currently spreading.
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