As for Favia's shipyard in London, it was entrusted to the Scottish hunters. Due to the ceremonial costume of "The Faceless King", they did not appear in the sight of the clock tower.
"The matter has been resolved successfully. I don't want you two to go out to sea."
Leonardo da Vinci, who came to see off at an old age, sighed slightly. Before, because of Paracelsus, he really wanted Favia to stay away, but now everything has been perfectly resolved, so naturally he no longer has that idea.
After all, Leonardo remembered that Favia said he was not going to Cuba, which had already been found by Columbus, but to look for another place.
Therefore, in Leonardo da Vinci's opinion, this is really dangerous. After all, in the vast ocean, if you are not careful, something will happen, causing the ship to be destroyed and people to die...
Favia could see the worry in Da Vinci's eyes. Although he had explained it to him in detail in the past few days, it seemed that the effect was still not good. However, this did not stop him from saying it again:
"Don't worry, Da Vinci. This is a ship that you and I developed together. It's a large ship that can sail without many people as long as there is a special supply of magic. Nothing will happen."
In the 16th century, if you wanted to cross the Atlantic Ocean, you basically had to have a large ship, and a large ship generally required a considerable number of people to operate and maintain it, at least dozens of people.
However, this ship, whose details were developed by Favia and Leonardo da Vinci, is different. It does not require so many people to operate and maintain it. As long as there is a certain amount of magic power, it can automatically take care of these things. It can be said to be a work that was born hundreds of years in advance.
"And me, you can't exclude me!" The fairy girl next to her suddenly raised her hand, "I made it myself, too!"
In response, several people couldn't help laughing, and Favia also echoed: "Yes, yes, thanks to you."
Soon, in the noisy harbor, the silver-haired young man raised his head and gazed at the blue sky, then lowered his head and continued with a smile:
"The time has come. Xiaoxi and I are leaving."
"Well, good luck to you, Favia."
Paracelsus smiled back.
"You should be able to continue your research now that you have the support of the Pope in Rome."
"Pope Julius is a good man. With his support, my research will surely be smoother than when I was in the association. But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. From now on, I will just stay away from mystery and do research on the medical level. After all, we have the omnipotent Leonardo da Vinci."
"Hey, hey, hey, you still want me to work? I don't even have time to finish painting the Mona Lisa, how can I have the time to help you..."
"After all, Da Vinci, you said you are omnipotent."
"Almighty is not omnipotent..."
Da Vinci grumbled.
"By the way, Machiri, what are your plans next?"
Favia asked suddenly.
"Eh... me? I don't really need to do any research..." The green-haired young man thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "I'll probably look around. After all, my talent and ability are not that good, so I can only rely on luck..."
He now had some answers to the questions Favia had asked that day -
People feel unhappy and painful because they are not supposed to hate and be hostile to each other and should be able to freely develop their innate talents. Many people feel that they are living a miserable life and are suffering because no one is supposed to live such a miserable life, no matter who they are.
Although it didn't feel complete, Makiri did have this thought in her mind.
"I feel you can do it." Favia smiled. "Don't say you are incapable. Everyone has different abilities. But when you make a decision and implement it, whether it succeeds or not, it's already great. Come on, I believe in you."
"...Really?" Machili was startled when he heard that, then nodded, "Thank you."
"Be more confident, and have the same confidence in others as you do in yourself... Well, see you next time, everyone."
The moment he and Bawan Xi boarded the boat, Favia felt the salty and humid sea breeze, as well as a subtle fishy smell.
The unique smell of the ocean will make people feel the vastness and depth of the sea instantly. Sometimes it brushes the tips of the hair, sometimes it whizzes past, taking away the boredom in the heart and bringing endless reverie.
Favia looked back unconsciously, and took a last look at them waving goodbye at the port, and the smile on her face became relieved and happy.
The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the blue of the sea probably comes from the reflection of such a bright sky.
229: Anyone who offends the Aztecs will be punished no matter how strong they are (4k)
The surface of the Atlantic Ocean is sparkling, and the water of different depths presents a different blue from the Mediterranean Sea. This must be due to the different air.
The shining sunlight shines down intactly along the fresh and clear air.
But this deep blue seems to be able to swallow everything.
The hull, designed and built by Leonardo da Vinci and Favia, sways gently with the waves and the sound of the rising and falling tides.
Those long days were not that unbearable. After all, there were all kinds of magic-driven facilities that did not belong to the current era, so that even the necessary use of various tools and methods to conveniently determine the approximate direction and latitude, as well as measure and accurately determine the longitude became much simpler.
Having said that, there are some things that still have to be done, such as paying attention to hygiene and cleaning. Since there is no better preservation and storage technology, even if you bring enough food and water, you still have to fish and collect fresh water during the voyage.
As for natural disasters or pirates, I believe they cannot cause any harm to it, because one can guess its size with the naked eye. It must be able to remain unmoved even by wind and waves. Even the people on the ship will not feel the slightest shaking. Just by looking up, it seems as if they are about to lose the perception of distance.
As for ordinary pirates, because of the blessing of large-scale magic, they will feel that day turns into night, summer turns into winter, and the sunlight sweeping down like a torrent turns into soft moonlight and so on...so there is a high probability that they will doubt whether they are hallucinating.
One year after boarding the ship, on the terrace of this ship, the huge ship swayed as if it was a little confused about the countless unknown landscapes, admiring what it saw.
Another day has begun, and Favia, who has nothing to do, sits on a chair on the terrace.
The bow of the ship slid across the sea, leaving behind streaks of white waves. Unknown birds circled in the air, making clear calls.
Favia looked at the scene and narrowed his eyes slightly, then he noticed footsteps running towards him.
Soon, the familiar voice sounded in the ears of the silver-haired young man.
Just like that, behind Favia, who was dozing on a chair on the terrace, Bawan Xi's voice rang out.
"Favia, when will we be able to reach land?"
"almost."
"It's almost there, you always say that."
"It's going to be soon anyway."
"Wow, this is too perfunctory!"
Although there were basically no major problems this year, and it felt no different from when she was in London, the fairy girl still felt something was a little strange. When Favia first said that it was just him and her, she was so excited that she couldn't wait to get on the ship...
However, how should I put it, Bawan Xi felt that this year was really too ordinary. She was still expecting that something else extremely romantic would happen, just like what was written in the storybooks... She always felt that the distance between them had not changed for a long time, neither closer nor farther.
Oh, there are some. Favia supervises her studies all day long. The fairy girl feels that she would rather continue to go to the shipyard to make parts, or learn magic, than to do this.
But she only complained about this in private. When the class really started, she was still very happy. After all, the number of inspections was not often, so it could be regarded as an activity, Bawan Shi thought.
"That's because you come and ask every day."
"It seems so."
Bawan Shi snorted, then came to Favia and sat directly on his lap.
"Bhawan shi."
Although most people would be excited to see this scene, unfortunately, Favia made a very straightforward choice.
"There's a chair next to you, and you're too heavy. I'll suggest you lose weight some time."
Although he understood why the fairy girl did that, he still liked to tease her like this.
"understood."
Bawan Shi said unhappily, looking helpless about Favia, but still took no action.
She then glanced upwards and suddenly raised an eyebrow.
"How should I put it.....Favia, you are also a man."
"so?"
"I mean, no wonder you always want to save face when you encounter this kind of thing, hehe."
Favia was very surprised. Looking at Bawan Xi who turned back to look at him, the fairy girl's eyes sparkled with pride for some reason, as if she had thought of something. Her pupils reflected the sunlight in the sky, shining brightly.
"That's it..."
The silver-haired young man couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little surprised that Bawan Xi would actually show such an expression.
Unexpectedly, Bawan Xi was thinking unexpectedly.
Or maybe he just didn't think enough.
However, the silver-haired young man, who knew her well, did not show the scene that Bawan Xi had imagined. Instead, he continued to smile, and his tone was calm.
"I see. But those two seemed to be childhood friends, so that's why they were like that."
"......Eh?"
"'She belongs to me' - do you like this kind of story? I see many of the storybooks you brought on board are of this type."
"Hey hey hey hey, Favia, how did you know that?!"
When she learned the news, the fairy girl, who had no time to explain, felt a burning heat gradually rising in her body.
"Your door is not locked, so I may see it when I clean your room." Favia answered the girl who was blushing due to shyness, and then continued as if ignoring her reaction, "And you have started writing recently, right? The names of the male and female protagonists are Xiaoxi and Xiaofa..."
At this moment, Favia listened carefully and heard the sound of the Atlantic Ocean waves.
And seeing the expression of Bawan Xi in front of him, which was like a computer crash, he couldn't help but say this to her with a relaxed expression.
"It's actually pretty good. I like it because it's your own idea."
"I just copied it, nothing else...really..."
The girl retorted, but her blushing face was not convincing at all.
"I'm really looking forward to what you can write, Xiaoxi. If that happens, many people will be able to read it, and you might become a very famous writer..."
Then, Favia, looking into the girl's eyes, laughed again.
"But at least at this moment, Bawan Xi, you are a writer who belongs to me alone."
"You you you said this this this this this this this--"
At this moment, Bawan Xi was instantly inarticulate and panic-stricken... Although it was like this at the beginning, it became more intense because of Favia's words.
"Is not it?"
In the next moment, the fairy girl's eyes widened, her face turned red and she was speechless.
Because his head was gently embraced by Favia, and he could still feel his breath on his ears - this situation only made the fairy girl more at a loss.
Just like that, she fell into a brain crash again.
However, perhaps because of this, the girl is now leaning obediently on the young man's chest.
Favia didn't say much about this, but just accepted it silently.
The hands around the abdomen and the warm body temperature on the back are a bit irritating, but also endearing.
They pressed their faces tightly against the ground, and the sun, which was rising higher and higher, burned their bodies.
On the vast ocean of the longed-for unknown continent, the big ship continued to move towards its original destination.
A few months later, when a vast land came into view, both Bawan Xi and Favia frowned slightly.
Because for some reason, countless low or harsh sounds were emitted from the other side of the sea, forming a deep echo like the sea tide.
The sky was shrouded in gray mist, and the hot breath filled the hot wind.
On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, the tides continued to rise as if they would never end, pulling incoming ships into the invisible deep sea.
Faced with this marine disaster that had not been seen for a long time, Favia went straight to the point and stood at the bow.
With just a blink of an eye, the world in front of me has changed drastically——
The azure blue sea disappeared, replaced by an ancient yellow ground, four or five pillars standing on the edges of the ancient yellow facilities, and on the table in the center, there was a bloody space that seemed to extend to the end of the world.
And, the most important thing is——
Above his head, a huge bird dripping with rain rose up from the endless blood, like endless raindrops in the blood, as if a crimson skirt was floating in the air like blood. This huge and ferocious bird overlooked everything on the blood-stained altar, grinning and opening its mouth, waiting for something to come.
That's right, the indescribable, natural disaster-like, unavoidable storm materialized... right above him.
"Could it be that this is the Aztec...left hummingbird?"
Huitzilopochtli, meaning left hummingbird or southern hummingbird, is the god of war, sun god, lord of the sun and fire, ruler of the south, and patron saint of Tenochtitlan in Aztec mythology.
Favia was a little stunned by this. He was not surprised why there were still living gods in Central and South America at this time. After all, it was possible that they were just the manifestation of a certain ability. The only thing that puzzled him was why they came to stop him at such a perfect time.
Logically speaking, since he arrived here before Cortes, shouldn't Montezuma II recognize him as the messenger of Quetzalcoatl and treat him well?
Or did Cortes arrive early and meet Montezuma II?
That would be a bit troublesome.
