Father Mavie

Chapter 58 Stele of Misfortune
"let me see."

Ma Wei took the parchment roll and spread it out on his lap. After just one glance, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle point.

The characters used on the parchment scrolls are not the ghost-painted characters of the Voodoo Kingdom. They look like nails and wooden wedges. Almost every symbol has a triangular point, and it seems to be carved with some ancient tool.
Although Ma Wei has never studied ancient characters and knows nothing about them, but.
He's seen something like it!

It was the stele that the original body found when he robbed the Wisdom God Cult fleet!
The characters used on the stele and the sheepskin scroll are very similar, even the strokes and strength are very similar, and it is likely that they were written by the same person!
Then contact Levin and tell him that his father brought back a broken stone.
Ma Wei believes that the destination of Levin's father 10 years ago is the same place as the destination of the Wisdom God fleet 3 years ago!
"Can you understand what's on it?"

Seeing that Ma Wei's body suddenly stiffened and stopped moving, Levin thought he had found some clues, so he hurriedly asked, "If you know anything, tell me quickly!"

"Wait, wait, wait"

Ma Wei pressed his forehead, signaling Levin not to speak for the time being, closed his eyes, and began to think hard.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and said solemnly: "Three years ago, the fleet of the Popang Kingdom went to the Dead Sea and brought out many treasures. Among them... there is a black stone tablet with The recorded text is exactly the same as the one you took out."

"what?"

Levin froze for a moment: "Could it be that my father entered the sea of ​​death?"

Anyone who lives by the sea has heard the name of the Dead Sea. It is located 22° south latitude - 33° south latitude [-] nautical miles to the west. It is a stormy sea shrouded in dark clouds all year round, and the magnetic field inside is chaotic , It is impossible to distinguish the direction, there are countless hidden reefs, and very few ships can survive in it. Even pirates and privateers avoid it, and their reputation has changed.

Over time.
There has also become a maritime restricted area.

The ridiculous thing is that the 22° south latitude-33° south latitude route, which is only [-] nautical miles away from it, is calm and calm, and it is one of the safest routes to go south.

Ma Wei, who has inherited all the memories of the original body, knows the ocean like the back of his hand, no less than some experienced sailors.

But even he didn't dare to step into the sea of ​​death easily.

Thinking about it now, apart from good luck, the fleet of the Popang Kingdom must have used some ulterior means to survive from the inside.

"How do you know this?" Levine asked.

"I was formerly a lieutenant in the Royal Navy, second-in-command of the Saint-Martil Fleet."

"The St. Matil fleet that was wiped out in the Pereia naval battle?!"

Levin's eyes were round, and he looked at him in shock.

"First of all, we didn't have the entire army wiped out. We still have one main ship and 138 survivors." Ma Wei glanced at him: "Secondly, we were ambushed. The super combined fleet organized by the Popang Kingdom has Hundreds of big ships, more than three times our number, even so, we sank a third of their ships before losing the battle, and their victory was only a miserable victory."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to slander the Saint-Martil fleet."

Rubbing his hands, Levin said a little excitedly: "That was a sudden multinational siege! At that time, the newspapers were full of news about you! If you hadn't fought back desperately and killed more than 30 ships of the Super Combined Fleet, the Kingdom of Windsor would have died sooner or later. It will lose control of the sea! It is even more impossible to sign the declaration of naval warfare!"

"The past is the past."

Ma Wei shook his head and didn't want to mention more about that battle: "Our defeat caused the remaining gold and jewels on the main ship to fall into the pockets of the Popang Kingdom, although these were originally snatched from them , but it also includes the black stone tablet."

"You mean, the other stone tablet is in the hands of Popang Kingdom?"

"To be precise, it should be in the Wisdom God Sect."

Ma Wei sighed. According to his cautious character, no matter what the result, he would definitely make a copy of the content on the stone tablet, but the original body obviously did not have this kind of consciousness, and he was not a genius with a photographic memory.
I don't remember any of it.

"That is a stele of doom." Ma Wei said, "Everyone who has touched it has been cursed to varying degrees, especially the crew who brought the stele out of the sea of ​​death. return."

"what"

Levin blinked: "I also touched that broken stone, why is it all right?"

"You ask me who I ask?"

After giving him a blank look, Ma Wei handed the parchment to Junia: "Can you understand the text on it?"

"No." Junia shook her head, frustrated at not being able to help.

"It's okay, I can always find clues, go memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table, and I'll chat with your Uncle Levin."

"dad."

Junia hooked her fingers, glanced at Mavi from time to time, and whispered, "Can I stay and listen to your chat?"

"Okay, then you can memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table here."

"."

In the end, Junia also failed to escape the fate of reciting the nine-nine multiplication table.

"There is something I want to declare solemnly." Levin said with a dark face: "I am only 22 years old this year, can you stop calling me uncle?"

"Did you hear that, Junia, I will call Brother Levin from now on."

"Oh"

Holding the nine-nine multiplication table in her hand, Junia nodded absent-mindedly with a small face: "Understood, Uncle Levin."

With a stiff expression, Levin Bojie took a deep breath and endured it.

There is no way, everyone has told you clearly that it is a goddess, and he is a monk, how could he have the guts to go mad with the goddess?
At this time, Xiao Hei, who was lying next to Levin, raised his paw, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Fourth, it's already very good to let the goddess call you uncle, and you have to be content."

"What did you call me?"

"Fourth."

"Who is the fourth child? How did I become the fourth child?!"

"Then why don't I call you the second child?" Xiao Hei said confidently: "The fourth child is already very good, okay? When Holmes joins the Church of Truth in the future, he can only be the fifth child!"

"Maomao has distinct levels, if you dare to assume the position of big brother, be careful and I will beat Friday!"

"Meow?"

Friday, who was getting bored with Xiaomei, turned around in a daze, looked left and right, suspicious of Maosheng.

"Holmes? Dilocet Holmes?"

Hearing this name, Levin's ears moved: "He also wants to join the Church of Truth?"

"The horoscope hasn't been written yet"

Ma Wei looked at the four-wheeled carriage slowly parked at the door of the church, narrowed his eyes and said, "He's here."

Levin and Xiao Hei turned their heads at the same time, just in time to see Holmes in a suit get off the carriage and enter the church.

The golden sunlight shone on his shoulders, and Holmes was smoking his pipe. He glanced at Levin Bodger who was sitting on the bench, and smiled slightly:
"Everyone, good morning."

(End of this chapter)