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Chapter 204 Storm and Island (Part 2)

The next day.

On the snow, the morning light gilded the continuous snow-capped mountains with a layer of gold, and ice crystals shimmered in the wind like scattered fragments of gemstones.

Wang Xi walked side by side with the Snow Queen across the snow, leaving a trail of parallel footprints on the soles of their boots.

"The Western Continent, where the Kingdom of the Deer is located, is isolated and backward." Isabella raised her hand to brush away the snowflakes in the air, her voice clear and cold.

"The eastern continent of the Clockwork Kingdom is even more prosperous. It is said to have technology more amazing than magic, as well as a Wizard Council, a steam church, a living library, and so on. It is worth seeing with your own eyes."

She suddenly stopped, her icy blue eyes staring directly at Wang Xi:

"Don't die out there."

"I will take care of myself."

Wang Xi chuckled, raised his hand and activated his magic. A jet-black ice mirror condensed from the void, its surface seemingly surging with inky black light: "Teacher, do you think my ice mirror magic has improved?"

He knew that no amount of words could be as convincing as this method.

Isabella stared into the dark ice mirror.

She reached out her fingertips to touch the edge of the mirror, and black frost immediately climbed up her wrist, only to shatter just before it was about to freeze.

"Ink magic..."

Isabella raised an eyebrow slightly and pressed her palm against the mirror. A burst of incandescent flame suddenly erupted in the mirror, but it was imprisoned by the ice that suddenly condensed on her palm, turning into a distorted pattern.

Seconds later, the cracks spread like a spider web.

The Ice Queen withdrew her hand, a slight smile playing on her lips: "The perfect combination of fire, ice, and water elements makes it impossible for even me to break your ice mirror in a short time."

She nodded with satisfaction.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he summoned the ice crystal carriage.

"Go, Kai."

Wang Xi took a deep breath, turned around and waved to Godard and Pinocchio, who were all ready to go.

After the two boarded the ice crystal carriage, Wang Xi turned back one last time and said, "Teacher, take care."

The Snow Queen stood dignifiedly, merely nodding slightly.

The law——

Two ice horses neighed and pulled the carriage into the air.

Amidst the howling wind, the carriage sped upwards, and Godalier was waving down from the window.

Isabella's figure grew smaller and smaller until she finally turned into a speck of icy blue light on the snow slope.

The ice crystal carriage disappeared into the horizon.

Isabella then slowly withdrew her gaze, took out a frozen white rose, and examined it intently.

Kai once used his "Guardian Flower Garden" magic to create a patch of white roses and gave it to her as a gift. The Snow Queen froze one of them, which she has kept to this day.

"be careful."

Isabella murmured.

...

...

at dusk.

The harbor of Cyrus was filled with the fishy smell of whale oil and rust.

The wooden crane creaked and turned, hoisting the spice barrels onto the weathered merchant ship, as the boatmen shouted in unison.

The dock fell silent as the ice-crystal carriage swept past the mast.

"A magic carriage?!"

"It's Lord Kai Farrell!"

"The White King?!"

Hearing the call in his ear, the Minister of Craftsmen's silver-buttoned robes were soaked with sweat. Behind him, Duke Henderson looked up, gripping his gilded cane tightly.

As the ice crystal carriage slowly landed and the young man driving it, not only the Duke but also many nobles of the duchy were shocked.

As rumored, "White King" Kai Farrell possesses unparalleled power, even his carriage is powered by magic.

The two people beside the young man were also extraordinary: a gray-robed girl who clearly resembled a witch, and a handsome young servant boy who looked like a porcelain doll.

"Ready to set sail—"

The sails of the Breaker had already been lowered at the command of the Minister of Craftsmen, and the propellers had begun to warm up.

As Wang Xi led Godarial and Pinocchio across the red carpet, they heard the sailors kneel down and respectfully call out the name of the "White King."

Wang Xi looked at the busy people on the deck and nodded in satisfaction. Food, water, citrus fruits, and ether crystals were all packed into buckets and moved into the storeroom, enough for the three of them to use for a long time.

The warship beneath their feet, infused with magical technology, was not large, but it resembled a sleeping metal beast, ready to awaken at any moment and carry the three of them on their voyage.

"Minister Fan, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Xi walked straight up to the Minister of Craftsmen and smiled.

The minister and the artisans hurriedly bowed, saying, "Lord Gai, you are too kind. This is what we should do."

"Duke Henderson, it is also thanks to your help throughout the process that the 'Wavebreaker' would not have been completed so quickly."

Wang Xi smiled at the middle-aged man dressed in a gold and red robe.

The Duke wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and said somewhat reservedly, "Prince Gai suppressed the demons, drove out the northerners, and saved the entire Stag Kingdom. Now he is going overseas on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen to seek a solution to the corruption. I truly admire him."

"It's just a small favor, nothing much."

Wang Xi exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone, and finally had the sailors disembark: "Minister Vann, Duke Henderson, take care, everyone. In the name of 'Queen's Sword' Gai Farrell, I will set sail overseas immediately."

The moment the cable was untied, the seagulls took flight in fright.

The minister of artisans, the duke, and a group of dignitaries gathered at the pier to wave goodbye.

The bow cleaved through the blue waves, sailing towards the horizon under the setting sun amidst the gazes of the crowd.

...

...

Time turns.

Wang Xi sailed at sea for three days aboard the "Breaking Waves".

The sea was vast and desolate, with the sky and sea merging into a single line in the distance, as if the whole world consisted of only this lone ship.

Occasionally, seabirds would fly by, uttering a few mournful cries before quickly disappearing into the boundless silence. The waves rose and fell, rocking the ship as if it might be swallowed up by this merciless sea at any moment.

For the next three days, Pinocchio stood at the helm, his mechanical arm steadily controlling the course. As Gipeter's masterpiece, he didn't actually need to eat, nor did he require the power of the ether crystals.

He could maintain his minimum power consumption solely through sunlight and the magic in the air. But Wang Xi and Godariel would still invite him to join them for every meal.

Wang Xi took out some salted fish, dry bread, and a few citrus fruits from the cabin, added some simple spices, and set up a small stove on the deck.

He activated the "Master Chef" card, and flames licked the iron pot. In no time, the salted fish was fried to a golden brown and crispy, the bread was toasted to a crispy exterior and soft interior, and the citrus slices were drizzled with honey. The sweet and sour aroma was especially enticing in the salty and humid sea breeze.

Godaril held the bowl, her eyes sparkling, and ate with her cheeks bulging, not even letting a drop of soup go to waste.

Pinocchio looked at the satisfied expressions on their faces and a slight smile appeared on his lips, as if he could feel their warmth.

"Pinocchio." Wang Xi wiped his hands and looked into the distance. "Based on your experience, how much longer until we reach the Clockwork Kingdom?"

Pinocchio pondered for a moment and replied, "I once sailed a strait sailing for three months. This time, with the 'Wavebreaker,' the power is stronger and the route is more precise; we should arrive in about twenty days."

Wang Xi nodded and said nothing more.

But he knew in his heart that they wouldn't make it.

The future revealed in the preview of the seclusion already foreshadowed that a storm would change everything.

Sure enough, the seventh day arrived.

The sea suddenly changed color.

The storm came very suddenly.

Dark clouds pressed down on the sea like leaden blocks, and the gale whipped up huge waves that pounded against the ship like countless giant hands. A torrential downpour blurred visibility into a hazy, indistinct mass.

"Hold on tight!" Pinocchio roared, his mechanical arm gripping the helm tightly, trying to maintain the ship's direction. Godariel stood on the deck, her soaked clothes clinging to her body. She tried to use nature magic to stabilize the ship, but the wind elements at sea were raging and chaotic, and her spells were torn apart by the gale as soon as she uttered them.

"Godariel, go back to your cabin first." Wang Xi grabbed her, raised one hand, and snow flames condensed in his palm, instantly turning into a white-hot ice ball that enveloped Cinderella.

At the same time, he placed his other hand on the ship's side, and ice walls rose from the deck, trying to hold back the surging waves.

However, the power of the storm far exceeded expectations. The ice wall not only failed to stop the giant waves, but also caused the ship to tilt even more violently. Seeing this, Wang Xi had no choice but to remove the ice wall.

Ultimately, the "Breaking Waves" failed to break through the storm.

When the sun reappeared, the sea had returned to calm, as if the rage of the previous night was just a nightmare.

Godaril stood on the deck, soaking wet, when suddenly her eyes widened and she pointed into the distance: "Look!"

Wang Xi and Pinocchio looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a deserted island standing quietly on the horizon.

Both of them have exceptional eyesight.

Even across the sea, the island's condition is clearly visible.

The island's vegetation is an eerie blue-purple, the tree branches twisted like coral, and the leaves gleam with a metallic sheen. Scattered on the beach are glittering fragments of crystal, which refract the sunlight into a rainbow of colors.

Further away, several jagged black stone peaks pierce the sky, their summits shrouded in pale pink mist, resembling a dreamlike, otherworldly realm.

Pinocchio exclaimed twice, then checked the ship's condition again and shouted to Wang Xi, "Gai! The 'Wavebreaker's' magic engine is damaged and it cannot sail for the time being!"

Wang Xi thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

He took a deep breath, his gaze profound: "Let's go to that island to rest first, and then make further plans."

Powered solely by the wind, the "Breaking Waves" slowly approached the shore. The three then rowed a small boat and landed on the mysterious island.

The waves gently pushed them ashore, and the broken pebbles on the beach made a crisp sound under their feet.

rustle.

Wang Xi looked around on the beach.

This island is like an "old object" salvaged from the seabed, exuding an ancient atmosphere. In the colorful forests, like coral reefs, there is a strangely sweet and cloying fruity fragrance.

"Ah! What's this?" Godariel suddenly exclaimed, pointing to a mushroom about half a person's height. The mushroom cap was covered with mouths and teeth, and drool was dripping from it.

Pinocchio curiously leaned closer and poked the mushroom with his finger: "So many mouths, you little gluttonous mushroom."

"Pfft!" The mushroom suddenly spewed out a puff of pink smoke, covering Pinocchio's face.

The puppet boy froze on the spot, two blushes quickly appearing on his face. He looked confused: "How strange, I actually want to dance."

As he was speaking, he began to spin in place, his arms swinging stiffly up and down like a rusty wind-up toy.

Although the situation was bizarre, Godariel couldn't hold back any longer: "Pinocchio, you've been poisoned!"

Even a robot can get poisoned; this mushroom is no ordinary mushroom.

Wang Xi calmly flicked his hand, freezing the mushroom with a burst of snow flame: "Be careful, everything on this island is very strange."

The three continued to go deeper.

Along the way, we also encountered singing morning glories, stones with rabbit ears, and colorful vines that mimic human walking.

Godaril and Pinocchio kept exclaiming, but nothing went wrong.

After a while.

Pinocchio suddenly pointed ahead: "Something's up!"

Looking in the direction he pointed, one could see a three-meter-tall gray-robed giant carrying two blond children in a clearing in the woods.

The giant had greasy, unruly hair, an expressionless face, and skin like a dried-up riverbed, with black mud seeping from its cracks. His hollow eye sockets stared intently at the struggling child.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Two children, a boy and a girl, cried out in terror.

The following entry appeared in Wang Xi's field of vision:
"The Prodigal Son (Darkened/Nemesis/Four-Star)"

A blank slate with a four-star rating.

Wang Xichong exchanged a wink with Cinderella and Pinocchio.

"Let them go!" Godariel summoned her broom wand, chanted a spell, and shot out thorny vines that instantly wrapped around the giant's legs.

"Roar!" The giant groaned and staggered. Pinocchio had already raised his hand, palm open, and fired the cannon with a roar—

boom! !

The gray-robed giant's chest exploded open, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The two children fell to the ground and huddled together in fear.

"It's alright now." Wang Xi walked over, squatted down to comfort them, but saw the two children desperately shrinking back.

"You've all grown up!" the blond boy said, pointing at Wang Xi and his group with a trembling voice. "You shouldn't be here!"

"Shouldn't you stay here now that you're grown up?"

Wang Xi was stunned.

He suddenly remembered a fairy tale from his past life.

Before the boy could finish speaking, a shadow fell over the earth.

"Ahhh!!" the little girl screamed.

Wang Xi, Goddariel, and Pinocchio all looked up at the same time, only to see dark red scales streaking across the sky, their wings creating a hurricane.

“A dragon?!” Godariel exclaimed in astonishment.

It was a dark red dragon thirty meters long, with horns like twisted lava and a menacing scorpion stinger. Its scales resembled red-hot iron plates, with sharp edges, and sparks of sulfur flew out as they opened and closed.

Its thick neck is covered with thorns, its forelimbs are muscular and powerful, and its claws can easily crush granite. On its wing membranes that blot out the sky, molten gold-like liquid flows in its veins, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Wang Xi's eyes narrowed.

"Red Dragon Chapo (Friendly/High-Rank 5-Star/Hero)"

Five stars above the silver frame.

"Hahaha!"

A deep, thunderous laugh came from above, its tone filled with malice.

The dragon swooped down and roared, "More delicious snacks are coming!"

The two children cried out in terror, "Wendy, Mommy, help me!!"

Just as the dragon's claws were about to seize everyone—

puff!

Suddenly, countless red roses burst forth from the ground, their sharp thorns piercing the dragon's claws. The dragon howled in pain, whipping its tail to shatter the flowerbeds, only to see even more roses surge towards it like a tidal wave. Terrified, it fled in panic toward the clouds.

Boom——

"I'll be back!"

The dragon's voice faded into the distance.

A figure slowly walked out from the sea of ​​flowers.

This is a handsome blond boy.

The boy held a red rose in his hand, which seemed to be his sword.

A cream-colored nightgown embroidered with stars and moons, a red scarf fluttering in the wind. A fox perches on her shoulder, its clear eyes more dazzling than roses.

Looking at the suddenly appearing boy, Wang Xi realized that the rose bushes that had just driven back the evil dragon were from this boy.

"The Little Prince Anto (Friendly/Title 3-Star/Legendary)"

"Hello." He smiled shyly, and behind him, roses automatically wove into a throne for him to sit on.

"My name is Anto, and yours is Anto.

The Little Prince's voice was soft, like a gentle breeze.

(End of this chapter)