By the time I left Barbie's restaurant, the moon had crept up into the sky from the horizon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The starry sky is like a bucket, reflected in the sea, and the dark sea seems to be covered with a carpet of fireflies, which is beautiful. A wave swelled up, shattering the ripples of the fireflies, and rippling with soft moonlight.

For Ingres, what happened today was a bit more unimaginable, and it was impossible to tell whether it was good or bad, but he knew it was time for him to say goodbye to the mundane past.

Standing at the door of the childlike restaurant, Sanders said slowly: "You go back to the Bauhinia tonight to pack up your salutes, and Flora will come to pick you up tomorrow morning." ”

After Sanders finished speaking, he nodded at Ingres, waved his staff, and instructed the Hayabusa, who had been on standby, to send Ingres back to the deck of the Bauhinia.

Ingres stood on the deck, looking at the two of them as they gradually flew out of sight, with the starry sky in the background and the giant cloud whale as Canaan. Tomorrow, he will also board a wandering vehicle and embark on a new journey.

The road ahead is long, and the unknown future is always easy to get lost. A confused expression flashed across Ingre's face, and he stood on the deck for a few moments, until he was surrounded by people, and then he woke up suddenly.

"Hey, what were you doing in the building over there?"

"What's that like in there? Oh, by the way, what's your name? Is it from Hurricane Tower?"

"Who are the people on that big bird? Do you know them?"

"How did that ballet-dancing weirdo take you in? Do you know them?"

The talented people on the Bauhinia all gathered around him to ask. Ingres looked around, some with envy, some with jealousy, some curious, some complimentary, and some indifferent.

The noisy voice came into Angels' ears, and even if there were people in the inquiry with unruliness and slander, he felt inexplicably relieved.

When he was in Barbie's restaurant, he always felt like he was walking on the clouds, floating but helpless. For an ordinary person, it is already good that he can stay calm in the restaurant all the time.

It was only by this time that he fell from the clouds and returned to the ground.

The noise, hustle and bustle of the gifted people around him all told him that he had returned to the world. This inexplicable contrast made him feel at ease.

Perhaps, this is the mentality that a mortal should have when he is a mortal.

Ingres didn't answer the others' questions, just apologized to everyone, and then walked through the crowd with puzzled eyes, step by step, firmly back to his room.

This night is destined to be unable to sleep. Whether it's Angel, or the others on the Bauhinia.

Ingres leaned against the window, his thoughts wandering.

The moonlight was gentle, filling all his sights, and the sea was sparkling, reflecting his clear eyes.

The world is impermanent, where is the first moment, and where is the next moment? The journey of life is always full of unknowns. Nervous on the road, whether it is wind or rain in front of you, or the waves are surging, it is only a halfway scenery.

Ingres suddenly understood a lot of things, and even thought to himself that after this night, maybe he could study the religion and philosophy of the earth. Isn't it the same thing that you can control people's emotions by relying on idealistic thoughts, whether it is religious doctrine or chicken soup for the soul.

It wasn't until the middle of the moon that Ingres relented.

Tomorrow he was leaving the Bauhinia to embark on a new journey, and the cheap mentor gave him a night to pack his luggage and follow-up, and he couldn't continue to waste himself feeling sorry for himself here.

Angel was quick to act.

The first thing, naturally, is to pack your own luggage. He didn't have much luggage, except for a change of clothes and a few daily necessities, the heaviest proportion was actually the books he bought in Haiyue City, which had two large wooden boxes.

Almost all of the books in it are rare books with leather scrolls, only a small number of pulp and paper bindings, and although the workmanship is not as exquisite as that produced by the aristocracy, it is also a folk boutique.

Ingres wanted to take all the two boxes of rare books with him, because for him, books represent knowledge. Nothing is as important as knowledge, as both Jon and Sanders have told him.

But...... He can't take two boxes with him......

When he thought of the mentor helping him carry the suitcase, the picture was so difficult for Angel to think about it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Angels decided to give up carrying these two bookcases.

The books inside have already been scanned into the holographic tablet, and the reason why it is difficult to give up is because of his love for rare books.

Since he had given up carrying bookcases, he naturally had to find a suitable owner for them. Discarding books at will is not the style of a book lover.

The only people Ingres met on the ship were Moro and Allen, who were not peers, and it was not appropriate to send books to the past, and with Morro's knowledge, the books compiled by these ordinary people may not be in his eyes.

So, Angel plans to leave the two boxes of books for the Alan siblings.

The clock said that it was 11 o'clock in the evening, and Ingres didn't know when he would leave tomorrow, so even if the Alan siblings had already fallen asleep, Ingres planned to go over and have a look.

Perhaps it was the daytime food illusion that caused extensive injuries to the talented people on the Bauhinia, and as Ingres shuttled through the cramped corridors, he could clearly hear someone wailing in pain and someone crying alone.

As Ingres walked, the grief in his heart became more and more serious.

He is not a virgin, nor is he sympathetic to the wounded, he has only one source of grief, and it is just a kind of wounding.

He only felt sad to see that the people who were also at the bottom of the wizarding world could not control their own destiny and incur such an end.

Especially when he knew the truth of the vision.

It's just a mirage that naturally appears when a food wizard makes food.

There is no wizard deliberately suppressing you, but the aura that is inadvertently revealed has plunged the entire ship's gifted people into endless terror.

What else can you say? This is what happens to being weak in the wizarding world.

And Ingres himself is such a weak person at the moment. His sorrow is only the worry of his involuntary fate.

Through several intersecting aisles, Angel found the residence of the Alan siblings.

The two siblings lived at the end of a corridor branch, facing each other's doors, and they could take care of each other, so it must have been Moro's handiwork.

When Angel came, he was surprised to find that the door of Erin's room was slightly open, and a low sobbing came from inside, and if you listened carefully, you could also find Alan's soft and comforting voice.

Ingres didn't listen to the corner, knocked softly, and after hearing "please come in", he pushed the door open.

After Angel opened the door, he was surprised to find that not only the Alan brothers and sisters were there, but also Moro, who was dressed in black robes.