In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Prajna shook his head: There's nothing more to say. It's boring, boring, and far from as exciting as the story books.

Fringilla said that we are just a group of gatekeepers. This sentence is actually very appropriate.

Lothar was slightly startled.

Somewhat emotional.

Standing in front of the gate of hell for hundreds of years, it feels boring just thinking about it. If they don't talk to each other anymore, he will really go crazy.

But how many people can really live like the protagonists in the story?

In each book, there are only a few protagonists. The rest may be a casual mention of a certain war, one of millions of casualties; it may be that the protagonist has never met before and was eliminated in one turn on the battlefield. The minions.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, a little mocking, but also a little helpless: Prajna, you have to know that in the world before me, that kind of life was boring.

The so-called mortgage is said to be extended to the next generation. It takes a hundred years to buy a house. The moment children are born, they are burdened with thirty years of debt. Many people have a hard time just living, and how can they have any spare time to pursue anything wonderful?

The fact that he is a time traveler has never been hidden from his followers. In fact, Prajna, Hans, and Flynn are all time travellers.

With such a close relationship between them, there was nothing to hide.

So, Prajna, your life is not boring to me at all. I am happy to listen to you.

Prajna frowned slightly: But it will be very long, and it is really boring - the ghost clan is like this, and there are no deep and memorable interactions with each other.

Lothar raised her hand and smoothed her brow in her doubtful eyes.

With your stories, it won't be boring.

The corners of Prajna's mouth curved slightly: I rarely hear you say such things, but it does sound quite pleasant to my ears.

Lothar looked at her side face and couldn't help laughing: If you want to laugh, just laugh. Why are you always holding back, afraid of ruining your always aloof image?

Not really, I'm just not used to it.

Prajna frowned, but then deliberately relaxed: You are different from usual. Is it because you are more relaxed without Fulin and Jeanne around?

Or, have you been single for too long and you can't bear the loneliness?

Lothar coughed slightly.

Although these two points were indeed part of the reason, he would not admit it.

I'm just telling the truth, Prajna. You were the only one I relied on when I first came to this world. I feel at ease when I can see you when I open my eyes every day.

He paused slightly and then said, I'm very lucky to be with you forever.

Lothar held her hand and spoke seriously. She was a little nervous at first, but later she became much calmer, because this was actually true.

But with his character, being able to speak such truth is a huge challenge.

Prajna's hand was not much smaller than Lothar's. The fingers were slender, soft to the touch, smooth and delicate.

He looked straight at Prajna.

Prajna's face was still expressionless, and he said softly: Then are you glad or not that you can be with Fulin and Jeanne forever?

Lothar was speechless.

To be honest, of course I am very lucky.

Prajna added: Oh, by the way, there is also a wolf princess named Chelinina.

cough.

Next to him, there was a slight cough.

Captain Hogg held his captain's hat, with an exaggerated expression of surprise on his face, pointed into the distance and said: Look, there's a big guy over there!

Look in the direction of his finger.

distance.

The outline of a giant beast under the sea can be vaguely seen. It is probably a giant whale. Under the light of the ghost ship, only a small piece of gray-white skin can be seen, covered with a clump of barnacles.

Ha, it is at least two hundred feet long, not much smaller than the largest galley ship in the Mediterranean. We are lucky that this big guy is not hostile to us.

The figure of the giant beast disappeared after a long time.

To be precise, the illuminated part of it has been moving away, but because it is so huge, it seems that it has not moved for a long time.

Two hundred feet, isn't that sixty meters long?

Lothar's eyes flashed with shock. In the previous life, the largest blue whale was only half the length of this giant beast, right?

Captain Hogg came to Lothar and took off his hat to salute: Sir, you have also seen that the oceans of this world are so dangerous. If you don't help me improve my strength as soon as possible, who knows when, the poor 'ocean disaster' will No. 1 will be smashed into rubble by the tail of such a giant beast.

Lothar hasn't recovered from the shock just now.

He asked blankly: Are such giant beasts very common on the bottom of the sea?

Hogg wanted to say yes to exaggerate the crisis, but he did not want to deceive Lothar, so he could only say calmly: Of course not. In fact, this is the first time I have encountered such a giant whale.

But obviously, it has a very docile temperament and lives on small fish and shrimps. If it were a violent predator, it would certainly not be this big, but the danger would be higher.

I will reunite you with your Paul as quickly as possible.

Lothar made a promise.

The treasures that Hogg and his ghost ship can offer on a regular basis are a great supplement to his small treasury. The wool comes from the sheep, so giving some extra to Hogg is not a bad thing.

Over the years, there have been countless treasures buried under the sea, such as corals, pearls, seabed gold mines, etc., which are also a huge amount of wealth.

Hogg's face suddenly showed joy, but when he saw Prajna's plain eyes sweeping over him, he couldn't help but feel cold all over, and stepped away with a sneer.

Lothar looked at Prajna again.

There was obvious anxiety in his eyes.

For Fulin, he had more thoughts of a brother taking care of his sister; for Jeanne, he had more of a close comrade-in-arms relationship.

But it is impossible to say that there is no love between men and women.

Oh, no need to say it.

A smile appeared on Prajna's face, like a snow lotus suddenly blooming on the snow: Don't worry, I won't ask you this kind of question again.

Her fingers gently scratched Lothar's palm: Let go. I don't think you feel too scared.

No, I'm scared.

Lothar said seriously.

They were probably sinking.

But he didn't know exactly how deep it fell to the bottom of the sea.

Because he couldn't feel the change in water pressure, the surroundings were pitch black, and there was no reference - he couldn't even tell the difference between up and down.

The images of fish on the bottom of the sea are becoming more and more bizarre.

Lothar saw, outside the side of the boat, an ugly fish with sharp fangs and gray-white eyes that looked like an angler fish, swimming through the water.

And at the next moment, he was swallowed by a huge bloody mouth protruding from the darkness.

Although it was just a glimpse, Lothar could still clearly see that it was a strange fish with a shield-like armor on its head and did not look like a streamlined figure at all.

Hogg explained to Lothar:

The bottom of the sea is like this. It's full of all kinds of strange creatures. Probably no one can see them, so they just grow as long as they want.

Getting closer and closer to the bottom of the sea, there is a little light here, and there are various fluorescent creatures, emitting a faint light, illuminating only the surrounding land.

Lothar held Prajna's hand tightly and admired the wonderful scene that she had never experienced before.