The group quickly arrived at Vichy Harbor after getting on the carriage.
The Redbud, a cargo ship from Fey Continent, had docked in the morning. After unloading all the cargo, the ship's warehouse was cleared. They would set sail again the next day after the new cargo was loaded. Marotti brought them on board the day before to prepare for a rainy day. After all, this trip only happened once a year. If they missed it, they would regret it to no one.
"Once you're on board, don't go anywhere. Don't cause any trouble. The Redbud is not something we can mess with." Marotti led the three to the ship while repeatedly reminding them, "The Redbud can break through the ice and sail through the dangerous Silent Waters. This is not something an ordinary ship can do. There are rumors that the Floating Mech City is behind The Redbud. If the rumors are true, even formal wizards would not dare to go against them, let alone me. "
"So, you must remember, even if you are facing common sailors, you must keep your noble short-sightedness in check!" Marotti's voice was heavier this time. During his trip to Goldspink Empire, Marotti had seen a lot of foolish nobles who would fight with each other just because of a disagreement. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, Marotti emphasized it in such a serious manner.
The three young ones nodded quickly. Marotti was experienced in dealing with people. He would not harm them.
While Marotti was talking about his experience, Angor was carefully observing The Redbud in front of him. The Redbud was huge, but compared to the cargo ships on Earth, it was probably smaller. However, for someone like Angor who had never seen anything like this before, The Redbud was already the biggest vehicle he had ever seen. Its size was almost half the size of the castle in Padt Manor. The steel walls of the ship with purple and white stripes looked elegant and dazzling.
What caught Angor's attention the most was the statue on the bow of The Redbud. It was a girl in a gauze robe praying with her hands clasped together. Her soft long hair was scattered with redbud flowers. The statue looked pure and solemn, beautiful and elegant. It was obvious that it was made by a skilled craftsman. The strangest thing was that there was a light crimson gem embedded in the center of the girl's forehead.
Angor always felt that there was something strange about the gem, but he could not put his finger on it.
"Eh, that person over there is … How could it be him!" Mara suddenly screamed. Angor turned around and saw Mara staring at the exit with his eyes wide open.
Angor followed Mara's gaze and saw a young man with short red hair, wearing a black windbreaker with golden stripes, a white shirt, black trousers, and brown riding boots. The man walked down from The Redbud step by step with a blank face.
His red hair was fluttering in the wind, but his face was very grave and stern. His eyes were indifferent and cold, and his whole body emitted an aura that kept people away.
"Ascetic and cold uniform?" Angor muttered in Mandarin.
"What are you talking about, Brother Padt?" Irene had walked up to him without him noticing. He was so close that he could smell the faint fragrance of Eirinn's hair.
"Nothing. I'm just wondering who that person is." Angor took a step back to put some distance between them.
Irene also noticed Mara's strange behavior. She turned around and asked, "Grandpa, who's that?"
Mara did not say anything. Without looking back, he quickly led the group to the exit. Irene wanted to ask more questions, but Mara yelled at her, "Shut up!"
Irene pouted. She was not used to being yelled at. However, Mara did not comfort her at all. He continued to walk to the ship without stopping. Only Alan walked forward and used his lotus-like chubby hands to gently wipe away the tears at the corners of his sister's eyes.
Angor comforted Irene in a low voice. "I'm sure Mister Mara has his reasons."
Angor was also confused. He did not know why Mara's expression changed drastically when he saw the young man. Mara did not even dare to look at him. Could it be Mister Mara's enemy?
When they stepped onto the ship, the red-haired young man looked at the deck in confusion.
"Strange energy. Am I hallucinating?"
The red-haired young man did not mind and kept moving forward. His target this time was someone else. There was no need to waste time on irrelevant things.
…
The night passed. The sun rose in the distance and dyed the sea surface golden.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo —
The trombone sounded. The anchor was lowered and the sails were raised. There were tears waving goodbye at the harbor, and people standing on the deck in silence for a long time. Under such atmosphere, The Redbud bid farewell to the Old Earth and sailed toward an unknown direction.
Angor stood on the deck and looked at the continent that was getting smaller and smaller. He felt a sense of loss. Also, he had a feeling that this time, he would be truly separated from this continent.
When he returned again, what kind of scene would it be? Would he come back in the beautiful sunset, or when the morning glow covered his body?
Angor shook his head and smiled. He decided not to think about the sadness of parting anymore. He returned to his room and picked up a pen and paper to continue analyzing Jon's puzzles.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The ship moved steadily without any sign of falling. The seasickness Angor was worried about did not happen. However, due to the discomfort of many of his habits, his face was mostly pale.
The sound of knocking on the door was urgent and frequent.
Angor put down the pen and paper and opened the door. A beautiful girl was standing at the door. She was wearing a white lace princess dress. Her light pink hair spread over her shoulders. Her delicate face showed a hint of shyness. Seeing Angor open the door, the girl's eyes lit up and she called out affectionately, "Brother Padt!"
It was Aleen.
During these three days, Angor only went to the food cabin for meals. He spent the rest of the time studying puzzles in his room. This was the first time he saw Aleen since he boarded the ship.
"Grandpa is back. He wants us to go see him. He has something to tell us," said Aleen.
Angor nodded. "Okay. Give me a minute. I'll change my clothes and come."
They met the red-haired young man by chance that day. Mara only asked the attendant to arrange their accommodation while he went to the cabin on the top floor. It seemed that he was looking for someone. There was no news about him after that. If Aleen did not come to inform him today, he would not know that Mara was back.
Their cabin was located in the middle level of the ship. The lower level was mostly occupied by servants and sailors. Mara's cabin was located on the upper level. Angor did not know the identity of the people living there. They assumed that they were either nobles or supernaturals like Mara.
Under the guidance of the attendant, they arrived at Mara's cabin.
As soon as they entered, they saw Alan holding a piece of cake and taking a big bite of the cream. White foam appeared around his mouth. Mara was sitting on the side with a serious expression while holding a leather scroll in his hand.
Hearing the door open, Mara looked up and nodded at them, indicating that they should sit in front of him.
Alan finished his cake as well. He wiped the corner of his mouth and came to them with a smile. Aleen gave him an angry glare and moved aside. She took out her handkerchief and wiped the stain on Alan's mouth.
The first thing Angor saw after sitting down was the leather scroll Mara put on the table.
There was a portrait on the scroll, and three large words were engraved at the top in common characters: "Wanted".
"I know you're curious about where I've been these two days. It's fine to tell you." Mara changed the topic. "There are three wizard organizations permanently stationed on The Redbud. First, to receive talents, and second, to protect the ship from attacks by sea monsters. Among the three organizations, we, the White Coral Floating Island Academy, are among them. I've been communicating with the academy's escorts on the upper level about Red-Haired Thewis. "
"As for Red-Haired Thewis …" Mara paused and continued, "He's the red-haired young man from the other day. He's here for this wanted notice. As for who he is, you'll know when you arrive at the academy. I only have one thing to say. If you see him in the future, you better avoid him. He's known to be a hot-tempered person in the south. "
Mara's expression relaxed a little after saying this. He smiled at the three little ones. "I've called you here for another reason."
"I've discussed with the escorts on The Redbud these days. Since you're all talents, it's fine to teach you the meditation method in advance. That's why I called you all here today to teach you the meditation technique. "
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