The captain's comfort (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!)

Lorry thought for a moment and said, "It's not that far. It takes about half an hour to walk or take a carriage, but the latter might be more comfortable."

"If you don't feel tired..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand in another direction:

"This way."

Edwina nodded gently and walked towards the quiet path.

Lorry followed immediately.

Danitz, a few steps away, froze in astonishment, his expression gradually Distortion.

No!

Have you all forgotten about one more person?

Even if you don't need to consider my opinion, at least take me with you!

Just as he was feeling frustrated, he suddenly heard a urging voice from not far away. "Hey, those two are gone, are you still going to use the carriage or not?"

"If you don't need it, I'll go fetch other customers." "Just so you know, I've already missed two groups of customers while waiting for you, so even if you don't use the carriage, the prepayment won't be refunded."

Danitz turned his head blankly and glanced at the coachman sitting in front of the carriage watching the commotion. He wanted to tell him to get lost, but then he remembered that he had paid for it himself, so he swallowed his words.

His lips twitched slightly, he exhaled forcefully, and strode into the carriage.

Go straight and turn at the second intersection.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Danitz led Lorry along the quiet path, "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina, her gaze fixed ahead, spoke calmly:

"Thanks."

Upon hearing this, Lorry couldn't help but pause slightly, a look of confusion on his face.

Edwina explained:

"I heard about what happened that night from Orpheus. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid none of the four of them would have survived."

Lorry then realized where her thanks came from, and shook his head slightly, saying, "You can't say that. If it weren't for me, they wouldn't have been in danger." As soon as he finished speaking, Edwina frowned almost imperceptibly.

"What's wrong?" Lorry asked, puzzled.

Did I say something wrong? No, I didn't.

Edwina glanced sideways, her calm, lake-like eyes scanning Lorry up and down before carefully choosing her words:

Your idea is a bit strange.

"Strange?" Lorry's doubts deepened upon hearing this.

Edwina nodded affirmatively:

Yes, strange.

You seem to be caught in a moral dilemma.

Then, she looked away and explained as she walked:

"Although it was your suggestion to come to Norgar Island to investigate the Ghost Ship of the Solomon Empire, it was decided by a vote of all the crew members."

"Those who do not wish to participate in the exploration can request leave and remain on the ship. Those who are willing to participate indicate that they have made all the necessary preparations. You do not need to take all the responsibility upon yourself; the decision was yours, and you are the only one responsible for it."

Even if you hadn't arrived in time that night, the deaths of Orpheus and the others would have nothing to do with you, and no one would think it was your responsibility.

"You weren't the one who killed them."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself; you'll eventually run out of steam."

Lorry listened with a serious expression, but remained silent.

Edwina smiled:

"Of course, I don't mean I'm only thinking of myself."

"It is precisely because it is not their responsibility that people are still willing to lend a helping hand, which is why everyone can forge deep friendships through one adventure after another."

"We should still try to save them if we can."

"To paraphrase Emperor Roselle, I'm not dead yet, please try to save me again."

"I'm not dead yet, please try to revive me again..." That's certainly something an emperor would say... But ma'am, doesn't that sound like a lame joke?

Thinking this, Lorry glanced sideways at the "Vice Admiral Iceberg" whose expression remained unchanged, unsure whether she knew about this matter. "Perhaps it's a lingering effect of that incident with the Evil God Believer? If I could have handled it better, perhaps a lot could have been changed."

After saying that, he gave a bitter smile.

Edwina said calmly:

But you've done your best, haven't you?

"As long as you didn't intentionally hurt someone, there's no need to blame yourself for anything—even God can't be omniscient or omnipotent."

"Do you really think that if someone uses the lives of innocent people to force you to commit suicide, and you don't do it, then you are the one who killed them?"

Lorry hummed in agreement. "I understand."

Edwina nodded slightly, knowing that some things couldn't be figured out in just a few words, and didn't continue the topic.

"When we were talking the other day, you told me you were researching a type of insect called ' Yamaha.' Any progress?"

Lorry temporarily put his worries aside and nodded, saying:

"Have.

"I discovered that their blood sacs, which appear to be one piece, are actually two. In the folds on the surface of the second blood sac, I found a peculiar set of Incantation..." This path was exceptionally quiet, with hardly any pedestrians.

Even if someone happens to pass by, their Spirituality intuition will allow them to detect it in advance, so there's no need to worry about unrelated people overhearing things they shouldn't hear.

As they walked and talked, the two quickly arrived near the nameless Inn.

Just as he was about to go inside and meet up with the others, Lorry suddenly had a thought, reached into his pocket, and found that something was missing.

That Talisman carved with natural Incantation!

Edwina stopped and looked at him calmly.

Guessing what the other person meant, Lorry smiled helplessly and explained, "The negative effect of the Mystical Item —I lost a Talisman."

As he spoke, he bent down, picked up a twig from the ground, and held it in his hand, Silent Recitation the divination phrase. "I have lost the location of my Talisman."

After seven repetitions, the branch suddenly fell, leaning towards the southwest.

--This is not the direction they came from.

With a subordinate Pathway "Marauder," Edwina was not at all surprised that Lorry knew how to tell fortunes, "Looks like it's already been picked up by someone else."

"Let's go see if we can get it back." Lorry nodded and followed behind "Vice Admiral Iceberg".

He was quite speechless.

After buying the "Fire Seed" gloves, I used the "Book of Dimensions" to plan the whole thing, and all I lost were things I had prepared in advance that were unimportant.

I forgot about it just this once, and I actually lost something quite valuable.

Of course, while feeling speechless, he was also secretly relieved that what he had lost was Talisman, rather than a more precious Mystical Item.

A moment later.

The two stood beside a relatively wide main road and saw a local abbot boasting to a family of three about the Talisman.

The fact that it was made by a high priest, a figure rarely seen in a century, and blessed by the "Mountain God" made the maker's forehead throb with excitement.

Such words certainly won't fool adults.

But the little girl in the family of three had her eyes light up, looked up at her parents, and said sweetly, "Mom and Dad, I want this."

"If you buy it, I don't need any other birthday presents!" Birthday presents... Lorry suddenly remembered the Dream Divination, and slowly exhaled. "Let's go, anyway, the cost is only a few Verl D'Or."

"It's your stuff, you decide what you want." Edwina nodded with a smile.

Lorry hummed in agreement and was about to turn around when a thought suddenly struck him: the phrase "Vice Admiral Iceberg" sounded strangely familiar.