Chapter 8. I Don't Have Time to Explain!
Breathing in the fresh air, Char's mind cleared up.
"When you get back, tell Evelyn to stay in the workshop and wait for me to come back.
"Are you eloping?"
"What else do you know besides eloping?"
"Are you going to leave me alone for a night?"
Apple Pie's eyes were watery.
"You actually toyed with my feelings. My first love has not even started and it's already over."
"Then close your eyes," Char said in a bad mood.
"Oh, oh, okay!"
Apple Pie closed its eyes in excitement and raised its head in anticipation.
Char held her shoulders and turned her around before leaving quietly.
Five seconds later, Apple Pie noticed that something was wrong and opened her eyes, but there was no one in front of her.
"Char!"
A middle-aged man with black hair was sitting by a well in the shantytown.
He was the true definition of an aesthetic uncle.
He had an unkempt beard and a melancholic look in his eyes, but his skin was as smooth as a 20-year-old youth's. If not for the deep wrinkles on his forehead, he would have been a handsome man with a shaved beard.
Francis Drake.
Although he looked like he was in his forties, he was actually only twenty-five years old.
The reason he was staying here was simple-he smelled Mayenne's scent.
Although the destruction of his fleet had nothing to do with this Sea Monster, the reason he became a pirate had a lot to do with his childhood on the ship.
It was a glimpse of this monster in his childhood that made him deeply engrave the monster's aura into his bones.
However, the Sea Monster was hiding in the well?
He felt that he might have drunk too much and was hallucinating.
Suddenly, Francis looked up.
A few seconds later, a young man rushed out from behind the wall. He was holding a red rag in his hand.
"Why does it look like a sailor's tattered headscarf?
"Hey, you..."
"I don't have time to explain!"
The young man rushed over and with a leap, he accurately jumped into the well.
He did not forget to wave at her.
Francis was stunned for a second, but he also followed.
He saw a golden sword light coming down from the sky and cutting off a piece of skin from the wall.
He hated the clergy the second most in his life.
The moment the captain jumped into the well, he did not forget to cast a spell. Displaying his strength as a level 70 Elementalist, he easily gathered a rock and sealed the well.
A few seconds after the two of them jumped down, a young girl in a red and white knight's uniform arrived on her horse.
The girl's golden ponytail swayed behind her head, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
She stabbed the sword into the stone that sealed the well and shouted in a low voice.
"Open!"
Then, an awkward scene occurred.
It did not open.
The young girl's expression was slightly annoyed, and her cheeks were red. She quickly looked around to make sure that no one was around before pulling out her sword.
An awkward scene appeared again.
It couldn't be pulled out.
A level 70 Elementalist! Even if she was the Valkyrie, a person blessed by the Seven Holy Spirits, she could not withstand such a big level gap.
"Char!"
The girl was as angry as a little lion.
...
In the dark well, Char heaved a sigh of relief.
There was a kind of fate called meeting love at the corner. Even though he had the compass that pointed to the direction of Ortlinde, he couldn't avoid meeting her as he walked.
After all, taking Mayenne away was his priority.
This was his only chance to meet Francis. If he missed it, who knew how he would find him? he did not want to cross the area of a bunch of level 60 and 70 monsters just to find an NPC who could open the bottle.
However, the truth was that he was the only one she could trust.
Therefore, he could only brace himself and walk forward, praying in his heart that he would not meet Ortlinde...
Guess what?
As expected, they met!
The moment their gazes met, Ortlinde was unable to react due to the camouflaging effect of the headscarf. Fortunately, Char had gained a precious second of opportunity!
Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he ran away.
"Thank you, baldie." He was sincerely grateful.
"Hey? What did you just call me?"
Francis was so shocked that his anger was overpowered by his surprise.
'You're actually calling me baldie?'
'No, wait, how did he know that I'm bald?'
"You've been cooped up at the port for too long and your wig is starting to stink. Let your head get some fresh air."
Char pulled off his long, black hair in a familiar manner, revealing his bright forehead.
Unfortunately, it was very dark here, and there was nothing that could help him light up. His beautiful forehead did not reflect any light.
"It's not good for the skin, and it's easier to not grow hair."
"How did you know?"
"Don't ask such useless questions. Come with me first.
Char groped around for the secret passage and entered. Francis was surprised at first, but then he followed.
The other party's inexplicable rhythm of familiarity made him feel no malice at all.
Even...
The word baldie was a little warm.
"We're here."
Char stopped in his tracks.
"You only have 55 minutes to operate. You have to listen carefully to everything I'm going to say next. This is very important to you and me."
Francis summoned a few balls of light to illuminate the underground. Under the refraction of the bald head, the underground was as bright as day.
"This is..."
He took two steps forward in disbelief.
"As you can see, this is Mayenne. It's 1.2 meters below the water. It's not difficult for you to detect it with your perception. Of course, that's not the main point. Hey, captain, look here."
Char snapped her fingers, and Francis's eyes flickered in his direction, and then fixed on him.
His gaze was so affectionate that it seemed to have its own background music and soft light effects, and even Char, who was in a hurry, could not bear to interrupt him.
"It's her..."
The bald man showed a rare nervous and shy expression. He reached out his trembling fingers and was about to touch the bottle.
Char had goosebumps all over his body. He immediately stuffed the bottle into his hand and pointed at the waters where Mayenne was.
"Release your wife and put that monster in. Now!"
Francis's eyes lit up. He held the bottle and nodded at Char.
"No matter what, thank you!"
"Tsk, it's so dazzling. Alright, alright, let's do it. "
The bald man's eyes were dazzled by the reflection.
Char took a few steps back and watched him.
Francis did not waste any time. He unscrewed the bottle and took out a magic staff that was even taller than himself. He began to dispel the spell cast on the Black Pearl.
The essence of this matter was for a programmer of the same level to look at the code left behind by his peers. The difficulty was not a problem, but it was a bit time-consuming. After all, there were no comments.
Fortunately, both of them were geniuses, so it would not be so troublesome.
Francis started to get busy, but the ground shook.
All the residents of the city felt the tremor, but for most people, it seemed to be an illusion.
Char understood that this was Maica's start.
The vehicle from Siege City was slowly retracting its hands and feet.
At the same time, Ortlinde had gathered the people of the local Church of Judgement and was trying to dig the well.
Among them was Mia, who had her eyes wide open.
"I don't know anything! It's like this!"
The young girl muttered to herself seriously.
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