Helen raised her head abruptly. She seemed to have heard something terrible.
"Sir, are you going to —"
Angor put a finger on his lips and smiled. "As long as you know what I'm talking about. As for Roman, he's on the right track. He won't run into any trouble. But if he leaves his post without permission, it's normal for him to run into trouble. "
Helen didn't know what Angor meant, but Angor didn't explain further. He simply signaled her to leave.
"Just pretend you don't know anything and keep doing what you're supposed to do."
"But are you sure The Limpet will be fine?"
"Don't worry. I'm not going to get myself killed, right?"
"I understand." Helen stood at the door and took a deep breath. Her expression slowly returned from confusion and fear to the usual indifference. The shyness and charming fantasy she had when she first arrived had long since disappeared.
She pushed the door open and left.
Not long after Helen left, Roman received the message. He didn't dare to break through Angor's spirit barrier, but as a cautious man, he still deployed spirit feelers nearby.
Seeing that Helen's expression was still normal when she left, apart from the slight disappointment in her eyes, there was nothing unusual. Only then did Helen relax.
As for the disappointment in Helen's eyes, Roman didn't take it to heart. He sneered to himself, "Tsk tsk tsk, but the 'battle' ended after half an hour? You're just a loser without a bloodline. You have a powerful familiar, but you're useless. "
Even Roman, who was nearing the end of his lifespan, had a strong body. Whenever a woman climbed into his bed, he could do it for three days straight.
Middle-aged women were as hungry as tigers. It was normal for Helen to feel disappointed when she couldn't satisfy her desires.
Roman didn't think Angor would notice anything, but he still decided to keep an eye on Helen just in case. After making sure that Helen didn't do anything else and that The Limpet was still heading toward Silver Palm Island, Roman relaxed.
On the other side, Angor was sitting in front of his desk while tapping his fingers on the desk, deep in thought.
According to the records he read, the Leviathan usually lurked in the depths of the sea below ten thousand meters, feeding on the Emperor Squid and Giant Octopus. It would not appear on the surface of the sea unless it was chasing its prey.
But why was the Leviathan lurking on the surface of the sea?
The Leviathan's body was so strong that even truth-finder wizards might not be able to break through its scales. However, it had one major weakness, which was its low spiritual power and low intelligence.
Based on the Leviathan's intelligence, it would never stay on the surface of the sea unless there was a special attraction.
Coincidentally, the Leviathan was located on the Silver Palm Island. With the Leviathan's power, it could easily wipe out the entire Silver Palm Island, but it did not do so. Instead, it chose to hide near the island, which was very strange.
Was there something about Silver Palm Isle that attracted the Leviathan's attention?
Angor didn't know what attracted the Leviathan, but Roman might know since he knew the location of the monster in advance. However, Angor also knew that Roman might not tell him.
"Maybe it's a destiny?" Angor rested his chin on his palm and narrowed his eyes. He wondered if he should go and check it out. After thinking for a while, he shook his head. "Even if it's a destiny, I'll pass."
It was too dangerous to stay close to the Leviathan. The monster's spiritual senses were weak, but that was only compared to other sea monsters of the same species. If he was discovered, he would be in big trouble.
Besides, he did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble. He just wanted to return home safely. The Ice Coffin of Healing was said to last for five years, but who knew if there would be any accidents along the way? He didn't want to delay any longer.
The outside world must know about the Leviathan's existence. If there was a good destiny waiting for them, they would surely come. According to Toby's report, there were no other people around Silver Palm Island. But who knew if there were wizards hiding somewhere?
If there weren't any hidden adepts, did that mean that they didn't care about the opportunities here?
If that was the case, there was no need to worry about the Leviathan's behavior.
What he needed to do now was to avoid the monster and leave.
…
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Helen didn't tell anyone about the Leviathan, nor did she change the course of the ship. The Limpet wasn't far from Silver Palm Island. They would arrive there before noon.
Helen had placed all her hopes on the wizard named Padt.
Either he would die, or he would continue to live.
She did not mention that Padt mentioned that he would kill Roman while they were on their way back. If everything went according to the original plan, the Leviathan would destroy The Limpet, and all the mortals on board would die. That was Roman's decision.
Whether Roman did it on purpose or not, he had caused everyone's death, including Helen's.
Therefore, Helen's selfishness was more towards Pat than towards Roman. She even believed that Roman's death would make the trip much easier.
"Hey, Helen, what are you doing?"
Helen raised her head in confusion and saw Erwin standing in front of her, looking at her with concern.
"What did you say, Captain?" Helen tidied her hair and put her hat back on.
"I say, haven't your worries disappeared yet?" Erwin looked concerned. "If you're really worried, why don't you ask Mister Roman?"
Helen quickly shook her head. "I'm much better now. I'm just homesick. No need to trouble Mister Roman."
"But you don't look too good."
"I haven't been sleeping well these past few days. Of course I'm fine." Helen pretended to smile.
"You're right. This part of the route is too dangerous. Get some rest when we reach Ferran Land."
Helen hesitated, wondering if she should tell Erwin about the Leviathan. But after some thought, she gave up on the idea. Erwin had never doubted Roman, and for him to accept that Roman would harm everyone for money, Erwin had his doubts.
She would find out the truth after today.
Either they survived, or she would tell Captain Erwin everything. Either Mister Padt had lied to her, and they were all dead. Then, she had nothing to say.
"Captain, you didn't come here just to ask about my mental health, did you? What's wrong? "
"Nothing. I just want to tell you that we're about to reach Silver Palm. Don't forget to send a team to replenish the water."
Helen was surprised. Get to the island? How could they get to the island with the Leviathan there?
Erwin waved his hand in front of Helen's eyes. "What's wrong?"
Helen regained her senses. "I'm just thinking about who to send. Captain Mose died a few days ago. Naki can go. I'll tell Naki to get to the island."
Erwin was a bit sad when he mentioned Mose's death. "The God of the Sea will bless us. He'll also let all the warriors who are sleeping at the bottom of the sea rest in eternal slumber."
After Erwin left, Helen climbed up to the top of the observation deck and gazed into the distance.
It was a rare sunny day, but she couldn't see clearly because of the sea fog.
When The Limpet passed through the fog, the sun was already high above her head. Helen's hand suddenly clenched because she had already seen … the lonely island of silver palms standing in the middle of the ocean.
The golden sun, the blue sky, and the white clouds were the background of the Silver Palm Island.
She didn't see the Leviathan. Was it because it was hiding under the surface of the sea?
While Helen was thinking, she heard a cheer coming from the deck. It was the sailors hugging and high-fiving each other. After drifting on the sea for a long time, they could get excited even if it was just an island.
Some of the sailors even sang a song.
Looking at the cheerful scene in front of her eyes, Helen felt inexplicably sad. As a mortal, she could only see what was right in front of her. The hidden dangers were the real killers in the fog. Even if a mortal died, they wouldn't know the truth.
Just then, Helen saw the door to the balcony open.
Roman walked out and stood on the railing, looking at the happy people on the deck.
Helen stood on the highest observation deck and clearly saw the corner of Roman's mouth curl up into a cold smile.
His expression was cold and emotionless, as if he was looking at a bunch of dead people.
"This must be funny to you, right? You're about to die, and you're celebrating the future? "Helen clenched her fists and looked at Roman with hatred.
Roman seemed to have sensed Helen's gaze and turned to look at her.
Helen was surprised. She didn't know what Roman would do when he saw her expression.
Before she could see Roman's reaction, he turned his head to the other side. The door to the balcony on the third floor was also pushed open. A lazy middle-aged man wearing a wrinkled sorcerer's robe walked out while yawning. His hair was messy and his hair was still sticking up.
Angor felt someone's gaze on him as soon as he came out.
"Hey, good afternoon." He leaned against the railing and greeted Roman with narrowed eyes.
"What's wrong? Mister Padt woke up just now? "
"Yeah. I slept too late last night," Angor replied casually. He then looked at the Silver Palm Island. "Huh? There's an island here? No wonder everyone is so happy. Well, it's good to be able to step on solid land after spending so much time on the sea. "
Roman chuckled coldly. Happy? Only for a while. From now on, that place will be your grave. "
As they approached the island, Roman's gaze became more and more intense. At the same time, he began to feel cold sweat on his back. Below the surface of the sea, there was something terrifying that even wizards didn't want to face.
Roman squeezed his palm, feeling the hardness of the stone in his palm. His drumming heartbeat slowly calmed down.
"Just a little closer and it'll be fine."
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