blogombal Chapter 548 Path
Chapter 548 Path
Chapter 548 Path
Some say the sea is sky blue, while others say the sky is sea blue.
But which one was the original blue? Dick couldn't tell.
But the blue dress Peggy was wearing was an even purer shade of blue.
At this moment, they were standing at the bow of the ship, gazing at Dick.
Dick asked, "Peggy, what do you want to say to me?"
"You didn't practice your sword swing yesterday, and you didn't the day before either," Peggy said.
Oh, right, Dick has a habit of practicing sword swings every night before going to sleep.
Peggy, too, always enjoyed watching him wield his sword.
As far as Dick knew, this was a habit Peggy had developed a long time ago.
However, the person she was with at the time was her father.
Although Dick understood that she only saw him as a substitute for her father, he was still grateful to her.
Yes, having someone by your side always makes you feel less lonely.
Although a true knight will inevitably embark on a lonely path.
Dick replied, "I'm just too busy to practice my swordsmanship."
"That's exactly what I'm worried about," Peggy frowned. "Hey, Dick, you haven't slept for three days, have you?"
Upon hearing this, Dick was taken aback.
Looking back, it seems that's really the case.
Three days have already passed? Time flies.
Since being discovered and pursued by that fleet, Dick has not had a moment's rest.
He dared not rest.
The battle was about to break out. As the captain, the lives of all the soldiers on the warship rested on his shoulders. How could he dare to relax?
Dick shook his head: "No, I can't rest until the ship is completely out of danger."
"But there's no point in you standing here. I asked Lieutenant David, and he said the situation on this ship is very passive right now, and you're asking to escape. Whether you take command in time or not is meaningless to the overall situation."
Dick still shook his head: "But a qualified leader should not be complacent when his men are fighting."
"But you shouldn't be working alone while your men are resting," Peggy frowned. "You give all the sailors plenty of rest time, but you don't rest yourself. You're not a qualified commander if you do that."
Upon hearing this, Dick couldn't help but waver.
At the same time, no one expected that these words would come from Peggy's mouth.
Hmm—truly a loyal dog's daughter.
But: "I'm sorry, but even though you say that, I still can't sleep peacefully right now."
"Then what will it take for you to feel at ease?" Peggy asked.
"Either shake off those tails, or reach Fallen Feather Island."
In fact, Dick didn't know where the fleet following behind the ship came from either.
There shouldn't be any ships coming to this remote sea area.
The fact that it was a massive fleet suggests that someone was in command and had come here with a clear purpose.
Therefore, Dick couldn't help but suspect that perhaps they all shared the same goal: to find Fallen Feather Island.
Dick found it strange. Had someone been searching for this legendary island since ancient times?
Or perhaps something happened recently that propelled this development?
But Dick had no idea how to shake off the tail or reach the destination.
He could only watch helplessly as the ships behind him drew closer.
Peggy took a deep breath: "How do you think we can achieve our goal?"
"I don't know. You've seen that nautical chart; you should know how blurry it is, Peggy. I can't even pinpoint the location of this island."
The premise is that it actually exists.
Upon hearing this, Peggy looked down at the wooden plank beneath her feet.
After a moment, she looked up again: "Do you know the legends about this island?"
"I've heard a little about it," Dick nodded. "It's the birthplace of the parrot and home to the last stone-skinned parrot in the world."
Peggy nodded: "And it seems quite a few people throughout history have sought this legend. Dick, do you know the Scarlet Prince?"
"I know he was a great warrior and navigator, and a wise king, but in the end, he disappeared on his voyage to find Fallen Feather Island."
"So do you think he eventually found Featherfall Island?"
Upon hearing this question, Dick was momentarily at a loss for words, and could only say, "One thing is certain: he never returned until the very end."
“The Crimson Prince is the most famous seeker. If even he couldn’t find Featherfall Island, I don’t think anyone else will,” Peggy replied. “However, the Herald Commander’s attitude at Platinum Keep that day was as if he were saying that the island definitely exists.”
It was only after Peggy reminded him that Dick realized what was happening.
Yes, if it's just a legend, Mr. Jonas's attitude at the time seemed overly certain.
It was as if he knew that the island must exist.
But now Dick understands the vastness of the ocean, even knowing the island's existence and having accurate nautical charts.
Without any reference points, it would be difficult to find this island.
unless----
"Is there any way to be sure of getting to the island?" Dick muttered to himself.
Peggy on the other end nodded: "That's what I think too."
Dick frowned. "But what exactly is the method?"
Am I overlooking something?
Is it nearby land or islands? Or is it due to unusual wind direction and weather?
However, no matter how carefully Dick tried to recall, he couldn't come up with any clues.
"what?"
Just then, Peggy let out a confused sound.
Dick asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"
"I'm just curious, you don't seem to have noticed."
"What did you find?"
"Sailing is so boring, Dick. Lying on the fender and looking out at the ocean is one of my few pastimes. I noticed two weeks ago that the waves always hit the ship from the right rear."
Upon hearing this, Dick's eyes widened immediately.
He approached the fender and looked down.
Just as Peggy said, the water flow maintains a fixed direction!
Could this be the special route that guides ships to Luoyu Island?!
Dick laughed heartily a few times, then immediately went to find David and ordered them to sail with the current.
As long as they can reach Fallen Feather Island before being completely overtaken, the Hunting Yellow Dog will be able to leverage its advantages and launch a counterattack. Under David's command, the ship changed course.
Just then, Peggy came to his side again: "Now, can you sleep?"
Dick nodded. "Thank you, Peggy. I do feel much more relaxed. I can try to fall asleep now."
"If you still can't sleep, I can sing you a lullaby."
Upon hearing this, Dick was taken aback.
He remembered listening to his sister sing when he was a child.
She was the only one who cared about him.
And at this moment, he actually felt a sense of care from Peggy.
A feeling of warmth welled up in his heart.
Hmm—Peggy is indeed a kind girl, and gentler than I imagined.
Dick smiled and said, "No need, Peggy, I'll get a good night's sleep."
Peggy nodded expressionlessly and walked back to the captain's cabin.
Dick shrugged and walked toward his place.
He fell asleep quickly until he was woken up by being shaken.
Upon seeing David's face, Dick jumped up abruptly: "What's wrong? Have the enemy caught up?"
"No!"
David grinned. "We've arrived at the legend!"