Montblanc Cricket

The second ship rounded a bend and reached the other side of the island. By the seaside, they saw a rather magnificent castle.

"Not a bad house." Ham whistled when he saw the castle.

"Why does it look flat?" Simon narrowed his eyes.

As the ship gradually drew closer, they finally saw clearly. It was obviously just a painting, with only half of a dilapidated house behind it.

"Tch, I thought it was something interesting. Still, the person who built this house was impressive enough to think of building something like this." Jelly immediately lost interest.

Everyone was somewhat disappointed. After all, the house looked stylish and artistic, but there was actually a dilapidated house behind it.

"Let's go. The person we're looking for is inside." After the ship docked by the shore, Rogge led everyone ashore.

They knocked on the house and discovered that there was no one inside. Rogge naturally knew where the owner had gone, so he was in no hurry. He simply sat by the door and waited.

There were three or four tree stumps by the entrance, and a book had been placed on the largest one.

"The Great Liar Noland? So it's this book." Ham picked it up curiously and exclaimed in surprise.

"What's so strange about that? This story spread throughout the world. Noland has practically become synonymous with liar." Simon spoke.

He came from the North Blue, and Noland had also been from the North Blue. Nearly everyone who lived there knew two stories: one about the Great Liar Noland, and the other about the evil Germa Army.

One of these stories had been passed down for more than four hundred years, while the other had circulated for over twenty. They were childhood memories for countless people. People like Luo and Drake