Crossing the azure as a black dragon

"I'd better go catch some crabs instead."

Essex thought for a moment and followed Minneapolis.

Black Flying Dragon glanced around, then lowered her head and continued digging in the sand. Due to time constraints, she could only select ingredients that could be cooked directly.

After a period of hard work, the three of them had a full two forks full of fish in Minneapolis. The fish were quite large and of various species, probably fish that had been washed ashore by the waves yesterday and had not been able to return. Black Dragon and Essex also had a good harvest.

"What are you three doing?"

Eugen walked out of the island and looked at the three people in front of him in silence.

Minneapolis is one thing, but I never expected Essex to be led astray by the Black Dragons.

"I haven't had hot food all day, and I'm feeling a bit hungry."

Black Dragon wasn't embarrassed and answered with a smile.

"Never mind, let's rest here for the day."

Prince Eugen looked at the clumsy black dragon, then turned and walked into the island.

"Is anyone hurt?"

Black Flying Dragon followed, carrying the bucket.

"Hmm, but it's nothing serious."

Eugen responded and led the black dragon to a cleared, gentle slope where the rest of the people were. Tirpitz and Shangri-La were looking at a map.

"Black Dragon, you're finally back."

Santiago, who was idly playing with the weeds, saw the black dragon and immediately ran over.

"Okay, go find some branches."

Black Dragon glanced at the others; a few were injured, but not seriously.

"Oh!"

Santiago accepted the order and disappeared into the nearby woods.

Black Dragon wasn't in a hurry. He casually found a few stones and built a small stove. Then, he took out cooking utensils and fresh water from his storage cube and began processing the ingredients.

"Isn't it too dangerous to cook here?"

Javelin and Z23 curiously approached.

"It's alright, sirens don't have such good eyesight."

Black Dragon skillfully processed the ingredients, and Santiago soon returned carrying a dry branch.

To preserve the nutritional value, Black Flying Dragon uses three methods—steaming, boiling, and roasting—to create different flavors from the same ingredients.

"I see. No wonder Miss Kewei is so fond of you."

Hermione watched for a while, then nodded in understanding.

“Explain in detail.”

Black Dragon looked at Hermione, not quite understanding why watching her cook would lead to such a conclusion.

"Although she is very ladylike now, the formidable young lady of the past was also a wild one. She probably felt that she had met someone with a similar personality and wanted to get along well with you, but in the end, she was attracted to you without even realizing it."

Hermione answered calmly.

"Is it alright to be unclear about everything?"

Black Dragon was somewhat disappointed; what she didn't understand lay in those four words.

"I understand."

Javelin nodded beside him.

"Explain in detail?"

The black dragon looked at the javelin.

"First of all, Black Dragon, you have a great personality. Although your eyes can be a little scary at times, you're usually all smiles. You're also very caring, a good cook, and very reliable when things happen."

Javelin praised Black Dragon on her fingers, making Black Dragon blush slightly.

"No, I think Formidable was attracted by Black Flying Dragon's wicked charm."

Minneapolis picked up a skewer of grilled fish, took a bite, and said.

"???"

Black Flying Dragon was shocked. How could such a good person have a bad aura?

"Hmph, that's how royal ladies are; they can be easily fooled by people of unknown origin."

Prince Eugen snorted softly beside him.

Black Dragon raised her dead fish eyes; she certainly didn't want someone who had been completely fooled by Wales to say that.

"you

What does that look mean?

Eugen glared back at the black dragon with displeasure.

"No, it's nothing. Let's all eat something to warm up."

Black Flying Dragon stood up and addressed the other resting people.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Cleveland, who was eavesdropping nearby, stood up and said with a smile.

"Don't touch the biggest crab!"

Essex, who had been walking with Shangri-La after returning, rushed over, and the others gradually got up as well.

While it's possible to go without food, there's no need to starve yourself if you have something to eat.

"Take a break."

Black Dragon ladled out a bowl of fish soup and walked over to Tirpitz.

"Thank you."

Tirpitz took the bowl, but his eyes remained fixed on the map.

The map looks new, but it has a lot of markings. The most obvious ones are four white circles, which are the four teleport points in the port area. Then there are three northbound routes marked with arrows. The routes have many branches, but they are all marked with red Xs.

This is a map of a deep-sea area.

"Have we strayed from the path?"

Black Dragon asked casually.

"Yes, we should be within this range now."

Tirpitz used one hand to circle a large circle on the map, to the left of the northbound route, about a hundred nautical miles from the nearest road.

"Is there anything that can be used for comparison?"

Black Dragon reached out and pressed his hand on the map to examine it carefully. The area circled by Tirpitz was not marked on the map and was an unexplored region.

"There is a trench on the seabed at this location, but we'll need submarines to find it, which will probably be a bit troublesome."

Tirpitz drew a line on the map, in the middle of the two teleportation points, which would take him not far from the Bering Sea.

"I see. So where is the land of permafrost?"

Black Dragon nodded and headed north, figuring they could just fight their way through.

"here."

Tirpitz took a sip of soup and pointed to the very center of the Arctic Ocean, marked by a horizontal line. According to the map, it was about a hundred nautical miles away.

"They said this place was to prevent the Sirens from taking over. Does that mean the Arctic Ocean has also been occupied by the Sirens?"

Black Dragon was somewhat skeptical. Unlike the Pacific Ocean, it was surrounded by several powerful nations, so it was impossible for it to fall.

"Before the Sirens appeared, there was a serious conflict between the Northern Alliance and the White Eagle, which drew the attention of all countries to them. However, by the time the Sirens appeared, it was too late."

Tirpitz shook his head slightly.

"this."

Black Dragon was at a loss for words.

"However, although the permafrost has not completely separated the Arctic Ocean, it has dispersed the Sirens' forces to some extent, and is currently being steadily recaptured."

Tirpitz smiled slightly.

"That's good."

Black Dragon nodded.

"Let's go take a look after we arrive in Beilian."

Tirpitz made the proposal.

"Ah."

Black Dragon had this plan in mind.

"In that case, let's change our route and head straight this way."

Tirpitz put down his bowl, took out a pen, drew a line on the map, and moved directly northwest, crossing the archipelago connecting the Northern Alliance and the Sakura Empire to reach the territory of the Northern Alliance.

"May I?"

Black Flying Dragon glanced at it and realized that going this way would not only be dangerous, but would also reduce the distance by half.

"can."

Tirpitz expressed his approval.

Chapter 129 The Ghostly Black Flying Dragon

After deciding on the route, Tirpitz went to the hearth and told the others. Although it was a bit strange, no one objected.

"We didn't get any useful information this time either. Is it really okay to go back like this?"