If someone says "sailing", it must be a journey that conjures up images of the sea and the sky, a miracle of blue and blue.

But for the legendary adventuring party that traveled around on the treasure ship "Silver...... Such common sense does not apply.

Silver-gray bubbles shrouded the outside, making the huge ship and people wrapped inside illusory; Looking around from the bow of the ship, everything was business as usual.

But when you look out through the bubbles, you will feel that the outside world is transparent, hazy and illusory.

A blonde girl in her late teens, looking out from the bow of the boat. She wears a plain white dress with lace-trimmed balloon sleeves on her arms. The hem of the skirt was short, about half of the thigh, and the pure white boots covered half of the calf.

But the most noticeable thing is her left eye, a bundle of blonde hair hanging down in front of her eyes, slightly covering her left eye. Beneath her hair, her left eye is quietly closed, and she can't see the bulge at all.

She opened her emerald right eye and quietly watched everything outside the ship.

Rock formations, soils, ores, rivers, cities –

Normally speaking, it is an absolutely untouchable "obstacle".

But this can't slow down the treasure ship "Silver" at all.

"For 'silver,' it's just food."

A cold voice sounded from behind the girl.

The one-eyed girl looked back.

Slowly walking over was the captain of this "ship in the stone" - Celicia.

She seemed to have just taken a shower, and her delicate face like a doll was still steaming with a slight amount of moisture, and her pupils were transparent because of this. The long pink and purple hair was casually draped behind him, and his petite body actually looked a little charming.

Celicia looked at the one-eyed girl who looked back and slowly approached.

She leaned in front of the still girl, rubbed her feet against the other party's cheek, sniffed the back of the girl's neck as she hugged her gently, and smiled with a demonic smile: "Aren't you going back to your room, Elle?" ”

"I see you just came out of Orpheus's room."

The girl in the white dress, known as Elle, did not answer the question.

She just pursed her lips and whispered back, "Is this really okay?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Celicia smiled lightly, her gaze as hazy as drunkenness.

"I mean Arthur."

Elle glanced in a certain direction behind the ship, "Although I haven't been on the ship for long...... But I should be able to tell that Arthur Blazing Tooth is after you, right? ”

"Yes."

"And what about Ophes Denisoa?"

"Oh, too."

"That ......"

Elle paused and asked, "Which one would you choose?" ”

Celicia looked at her in surprise.

She smiled like a flower: "Why do you have to choose?

"It's not just Arthur and Orpheus – it's Lily and Lucia, they love me too. They ought to love me as I love them. ”

Celicia put her hand on her chest like an elegant lady.

But what came out of her mouth was a free and prodigal statement: "If they fight each other for me, it means that they love me too much...... Love me to the point that I can't stand the fact that I love everyone else in the world besides themselves.

"Then how could I be dissatisfied? I will only be intoxicated by this fanatical love...... Unfortunately, my love for any of them was not enough for me to give up on the others. ”

When the delicate and beautiful witch laughed, she seemed to be drunk, and her face was still a little flushed: "Isn't this a kind of sorrow?

"That's the explanation...... They can't carry my love yet. ”

“…… Miss Celicia, don't you think it's a betrayal? ”

Elle was silent for a moment, then spoke softly.

Celicia, however, didn't care at all.

"Not at all. They still love me, and I still love them...... This is a love field and a battlefield field. If anyone is dissatisfied with this, and no longer likes me, he can leave my ship at any time, and I will not keep it—but if he stays here, then please me as much as he can...... Also, don't call me Miss. ”

She pointed her finger up in the shape of a spear and closed one eye: "Call me sir, your Excellency, or captain." I should be a stronger and more powerful person than that title. ”

It was the words of a king of absurdity.

It's such a cute girl, with an intoxicating smile, but the words in her mouth are so arrogant that it's surprising:

"Is it strange? This is also normal, I am the lord of silver, do I have to obey some human rules? I don't live on earth...... And, shouldn't it be for me to change the law, change the fashion, change the customs?

"The Pale Princess also has many lovers. Will people accuse her of depravity and betrayal because she is followed by many ghosts? ”

What she meant by this was that I would be the next Pale Princess.

Directly regard yourself as a god, hold yourself to the standards of a true god, and have no self-doubt at all...... What arrogance this is.

It was an ego fanaticism strong enough to distort reality.

Completely self-centered, like a fanatic believer who completely believes in himself - an arrogant worldview like a demon king.

Even Elle couldn't help but sigh.

And the most rare thing is......

When Cecilia said such wild words, her pupils were so bright and affectionate.

This is the most arrogant person Elle has ever seen.

But she's not stupid.

It's like there's light dancing in it—that's the light of wisdom.

It's not that you can't see the rules of the world.

On the contrary, she is confident that it is impossible for anyone to disobey herself - she can completely confuse everyone's minds with a poison called "love". Even if everyone knows that the love she throws into herself is not complete, no one can leave her.

Sometimes he struggles in pain, and sometimes he loses this precious sobriety and is intoxicated.

What to say...... Is it worthy of the legendary "poppy grass"?

- Kind of interesting.

Elle raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself.

“…… Celisia? ”

Just then, a male voice came from behind him: "Where have you been, Celicia?" ”

A naked man with a soft upper body, wet black hair, and amber eyes opened the hatch suspiciously—

His room was just across from the captain's quarters and was the closest room to the bow.

He quickly found Celicia.

But he also saw Elle at the same time.

The moment Elle cast her gaze, he suddenly shook like an electric shock.

"I'm sorry!"

He quickly apologized and quickly retreated back to his room.

After he changed his clothes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the room door.

"I'm sorry, Miss Elle."

The handsome and deep young man surnamed "Denisoa", with facial features like a philosopher's statue, apologized to Elle a little shyly: "I didn't know you were here......"

"Why apologize?"

Elle asked in a curious whisper.

This question stopped him.

Opus Denisoa scratched her head and didn't think for long: "I just think...... It's not good for you to see the man's body. After all, you're not married. ”

"You're much more conservative than your captain."

Elle replied nonchalantly.

Offie was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Captain, she's not like that......"

"Alright, the Duchy of Mourning Song has arrived," it was Celicia who interrupted him, smiling and clapping her hands, "Our journey is almost at the end again." ”