"When dad was alive, he once used the power of a tornado to throw away his pursuers. If he could do it, I can definitely do it," Hannah said, holding the steering wheel with one hand and looking up at the sky.
"But it took a whole month to repair the sailboat. Have you forgotten that the strong wind in Bactria almost sank in the sea of sand?" Danny held on to the mast with lingering fear.
My sister turned her attention to the Schmidt family's sailboat, which was getting closer and closer. "Schmitt's 'Goddess Light' is fully equipped with horizontal sails. It can sail 2 to 3 knots faster than us under the same wind force. If we anchor now, Take shelter from the wind, they will leave us behind as soon as they set off tomorrow morning, and we will definitely lose this competition. Take advantage of now to gain distance, and as long as we are not overtaken by them before entering the sand waterfall basin, we can maintain our advantage all the way to the finish line,"
A drop of cold sweat ran down Danny's forehead, "Um, sister, isn't it a bit late to agree to fire the cannon now? Even if you use the cannon to sink them, it's not crazy to you."
Seeing Danny busy again with all his grievances and worries, Jonah couldn't help but ask: "What is your father's nickname?"
"'The Director of the Lunatic Asylum,'" my brother replied helplessly.
In just a few minutes, the sail was raised on the mainmast again, and the "Light of the Goddess" was almost keeping pace with the three-masted ship. Jonah saw clearly the appearance of the man on the bow. Unexpectedly, he was a tall and handsome black man. The young man with hair was wearing a leather jacket and black trousers. There was a still smoking bullet hole on the jacket. He was holding a large crossbow and proudly shouted to the Stewart brothers and sisters: "Dear Stewart, if there is no wind, If you have been surpassed by me every time, then you will never have a chance again. When I win this competition, please agree to my proposal."
Hannah immediately raised her gun and aimed it, "No, sister, think about the medical bills." When Danny screamed, she put down the gun again and countered: "Pah, your proposal, the chattering ass is more disgusting than yours." Nice smile,”
Young Schmidt covered his face in disgrace: "How can you attack my appearance? This is the face I am most confident about in my life."
"Then, I don't mind pinning your cute little face in my cabin as a trophy, Edward Schmidt," Hannah Stewart said with an evil smile.
"Don't you think that's selfish? Taking over my handsome appearance alone will make my thousands of admirers sad," the narcissistic Schmidt responded with a frank smile.
This is a typical plot in knight's novels. The astrologer's apprentice couldn't help but think that a man and a woman from opposing camps fell in love, expressed their love through constant competition, and finally broke through the barriers of the world to create a vigorous love story. He moved a little I tried to find a more comfortable position in the rope, wanting to watch the scene, but unexpectedly the conversation quickly changed the subject.
"Say, you've been wearing a black leather coat all day, is it hot?" Hannah asked a question that Jonah really wanted to ask.
"Mortals like you can't understand the sadness of idols," Edward Schmidt patted the dust on his coat. "If you don't even pay attention to image, all you will live in the world is a vulgar body. If you abandon even elegance, It is tantamount to abandoning the soul, yes, little sister of the Stewart family, elegant image is the most important pursuit of human existence. At this point, your brother has a deeper understanding than you,,,Danny, how are you?"
The brother tied the last cable and leaned against the side of the ship, breathing heavily. He took off his white scarf and wiped it on his face. His short blond hair, the same color as his sister's, shone in the sun. He heard the greetings from his competitors. , he waved weakly: "Hi, Edward,"
"The way you wipe your sweat is so charming," Edward narrowed his eyes in appreciation.
Danny put down his turban, his face was sweaty and sandy, and he couldn't look at it as an elegant image. He sighed: "Although I don't want to belittle myself, I really question your aesthetics,"
"No, no, elegance comes from the bone marrow. You haven't discovered your beauty yet, only I can dig it out. That unknown beauty... This time, will you agree to my proposal?" Edward stretched out his hand affectionately, holding a crystal clear diamond ring in his palm.
A very complicated expression appeared on Danny's face, half of which was the incomparable desire for the huge diamond, and the other half of which was the incomparable disgust for Edward Schmidt's sexual orientation due to normal male physiological characteristics. He stared at the priceless diamond tangledly. Ring, "Um...how should I put it...actually, my sister likes you quite a lot. If I marry her to you, can you give me that diamond?...Oops,"
A stone accurately hit his temple, and Hannah's face was full of anger: "It's you he wants to marry, don't involve me,"
"……etc,"
Jonah yelled with all his strength.
The three people stopped talking and turned to look at him. Edward touched his chin: "Hey, I have a guest. He has flaxen curly hair and a very fair complexion. Although he is a little dirty, he is still a very elegant young man... Are you interested in being a guest on my ship? , maybe, have dinner with me, um, let’s have breakfast together, I promise not to do anything,”
The apprentice astrologer raised a finger (his arm was tied) and pointed at the man on the bow of the "Light of the Goddess" and stammered: "What did you just say? Can a man marry a man here?"
Several people looked at him in a fuss, and Danny said strangely: "Don't you know, two years ago, the Tocharian Emperor Isaibaink announced the legalization of same-sex marriage. Now the entire southern continent, except where Veda is located, Same-sex marriages are allowed in all areas except the southeastern region. Ultimately, because the only son of Emperor Isaibaink likes men, the sad father has no choice but to do so. According to legend, the prince of this great empire is..."
"Shut up," Hannah stretched out her hand to stop her brother's chattering and stared at Jonah, "Cargo...what's wrong with you,"
Jonah stared blankly into the distance, a drop of tear was slowly flowing down, mixed with the sand and dust on his face, and became turbid before it even dripped.
He thought of his partners who had briefly fought side by side, Sigma Tree Snake and Omicron Dongma from the "Incisor" team in room G7, heading south from the Ebenezer Republic at the northernmost tip of the Western Continent, waiting for a long time at Cherry Crossing. Same-sex partners with a ferry ticket. At this moment, Jonah finally understood the reason why they wanted to cross the other side of the holy river. Unfortunately, the cheerful bearded man and the gloomy man in gray have rested forever on the battlefield of Miracle Grassland until In the end, none of Pitchfork's friends found their bodies.
"Is it just for this reason..." the astrologer's apprentice muttered to himself.
"The first tornado is here, the mizzen sail is 30 degrees straight, and we are ready to set sail," Hannah Stewart stood on the bow of Bactria's windy ship, looking ahead. The storm blew up her broad cloak, revealing a pair of Long legs with bronzed smooth skin.
Jonah couldn't help but close his eyes. Destiny, where are you going to take me?