The second thousand two hundred and ninety-six chapters wind blowing sand words idle articles
"Yo ho~~~! Yo ho~!!!"
The swift eagle flapped its blue-green wings and soared beside the Renaissance. The water demon Gulap also spread its green-green flesh wings, reflecting the metallic luster in the sun.
After several days of flying day and night in the airship, everyone was exhausted. The weather was so bad a few days ago that we couldn't get out of the cabin. Finally, the weather improved today and the sun didn't seem to be that hot anymore. Everyone
They all ran to the deck, basked in the sun on top of the air bag, and stretched their muscles.
Dallas saw Alice and the others jumping around outside the boat, and he was eager to try it, but he didn't dare to do it while lying on the deck, so he could only worry.
"Dallas, come here, let's play together. I haven't been active for a few days, and sweating will make me feel better." Swift Eagle lay in the wind and flew upside down, as if strolling in a leisurely way, with ease.
Dallas laughed dryly and looked at the height of several hundred meters below the airship: "No, I will definitely fall. If no one helps me, I will die." He really has no talent for magic.
It's really awkward to control magic. I often miss the wind when I step on it in the air, and I lose my balance and fall down after just flying a few steps. When I'm fighting, I just step on it and jump a few steps occasionally. There's no big problem, and I can control it for a long time.
Wind flying is really difficult for him, not to mention the wind in the desert is relatively strong.
Alice quickly jumped left and right in a few steps and landed on Gulap's back. She turned around and said to Dallas: "You asked Swift Eagle to teach you the flying skills. He is very skilled at flying. I asked Yeck to pick you up from below.
You don’t have to be afraid.”
Yeck turned into a big balloon and was flying leisurely in the shadow under the airship. He didn't move when he heard his master's call, as if he didn't hear it.
"Yake, if you don't come out, there won't be any red ice watermelon balls cut into balls to eat at night." Alice flew down from the water demon's back and grabbed it at the bottom of the cabin, threatening.
Yeck had no choice but to 'swim' out with his fat body swaying slowly, just like the fat-headed fish kept in the water tank in the master's room.
Swift Eagle beckoned: "Come on, come on, Dallas, you can't stop trying to learn how to control wind."
"Okay then." Dallas took a deep breath, took off some of the weight on his body, such as wrist guards, and then turned over and jumped off the deck. He gritted his teeth and ran out into the wind. In the end, he didn't run more than a dozen steps.
The sandstorm suddenly became stronger and he fell immediately.
"No, no, you're too nervous, your body is too stiff!" Swift Eagle swooped down quickly, and Yeck caught up with Dallas, who was kicking and rolling in the air.
"I know, I know, but I just can't control my nervousness~!"
"No, you have to relax your body and imagine what it feels like to swim in a sea of cotton..."
Alice couldn't stop laughing at Dallas' clumsy appearance. She smiled and was attracted by a bunch of sand flying in the sky.
The yellow sand flew to Gulap's side and slowly gathered into shape. Alice called out "Ah": "It's a sand-popping bird."
The sand bird flew very fast, leaving a thin layer of sand mist behind it, and gathering the sand flying in the air around it. It did not fly very far, but circled around Gulap, as if
He was very interested in this novel big guy. However, Gulap roared in dissatisfaction, and the trembling sound of his voice drove the sand bird away.
Solatum leaned against the hatch and sighed: "It's great to be young. When I was young, I was as energetic as them. I couldn't stop playing for a moment. I'm so energetic~!"
"You are not very old, Mr. Solatum," said Humea, who was not far away.
Solatum gave a cracked smile and said, "My mentality is old and I am no longer interested in doing anything."
On the deck, everyone was enjoying the sunshine, including the snow-white Pegasus happily flapping its white wings in front of the bow.
All the scabs on Bing Zhixie's body fell off, and she no longer had to wear a bandage. The new skin looked particularly delicate in the pure sunlight, and even the redness under the skin looked like a baby. Yin Wa covered her mouth, unable to bear it.
I almost laughed out loud, because the skin is so tender and white, it looks like fake.
Including Ruola and Hayate stared with wide eyes, looking at Bingzhi Xiegui's embarrassment, and said dissatisfied: "What's so funny? After two days in the sun, it's the same as before."
Gale waved his hand and said, "There's no point in showing it off, because everyone has seen your shy look."
"This is not shyness, this is thin-skinned~!" Bing Zhixie was angry, and just about to lose his temper, he became serious again: "I'm too lazy to be boring with you, I'd better go back and read a book."
"Wait a minute, Celeste." Solatum followed from behind: "Can I have a good talk with you?"
"What to talk about?"
"I want to go into your room and talk."
Bing Zhixie didn't like strangers entering his personal space, not to mention that the person in front of him made him feel a sense of disgust. Maybe it was because of religion. He almost didn't like anything related to the church, no matter what religion. So he hesitated.
After a while, he asked: "Can't we say it in the corridor?"
Solatum said: "The content of the conversation may be too long. It is not convenient to stand here and talk."
"Okay." Bing Zhixie invited him into the room.
After entering the cabin, Solatum did not start talking about business immediately, but first took a look at the small room: "Oh, it's very good. There are obviously many things, and they are arranged carefully and orderly, but they still embellish some life.
Breath, it seems that Mr. Celeste is a person who loves life, which is different from what I thought. I thought you were a rigid, boring person, and you usually give people this feeling."
Bing Zhixie did not answer his words. She sat at the desk and looked at him, and did not ask him to sit down. In fact, there were no extra stools in the room.
There is a bookshelf above the desk. Solatum glanced at the books on the bookshelf: "The few books I recognize are all classics. These books are not available on the market. This "General Theory of Witchcraft" should not be in the bookstore.
Several editions of "General Introduction to Magic" in circulation." He took it down and flipped through it: "That's right, that's right, the original version of this book is only circulated within the Magic Guild. The union has always restricted external printing. You also have an in-depth advanced version here.
, the upper and lower volumes were given to you by the owner of Putist Manor, I heard. I heard that he gave you many books."
"What do you have to say to me?" Bing Zhixie asked impatiently.
Solatum smiled and said: "Mr. Celeste, are you interested in joining my church?"
"If you want to tell me this, then I have to ask you out."
"No, no, no." Solatum touched his bald head without a hat: "I want to ask you something."
"What?"
Thoratum said: "I want to take a closer look at the treasures you brought from the Sand Temple, and I ask for your kind permission."