The sea!
The boundless sea!
This was the first time Su'er had faced the sea of this world since coming here. Uh, he meant the real sea. The small strait he fled through with Think before really didn't count.
So, this was definitely their first meeting. So—Hello, sea!
You are so ugly!
Or to be more precise, you are so black...
For a moment, Su'er almost thought that what he was seeing was not the sea, but a piece of black, dark oil, a turbulent black, dark oil, which directly shattered all his fantasies.
It was completely different from the beautiful scenery Su'er saw when he went to the beach before he traveled here. It was lifeless. He even had some doubts as to whether the Seiren, one of the sixteen races, really lived in this ocean. There was not a single sign of life.
Ahem, Su'er had directly included humanity. Wasn't that a matter of course?
There was indeed a beach, but under the illumination of the blood-red sky, it had completely turned into red sand, which didn't look much different from a scene in a horror movie.
"So, which island is it?" Su'er mumbled to himself, looking around blankly.
He was being careless.
The God of Forge just pointed, and they just came.
And now they were in a headache because of the countless small islands. After all, as long as they sailed east from the continent, unless they encountered another continent, it would basically all be small islands. Even if the islands looked bare with nothing on them, but... how could the three of them just stroll by carelessly?
Because of the great war that had lasted for who knows how many years, the shattered pieces of the continent had all become small islands now. Those that didn't were at the bottom of the sea, but even so, the number was just too much, and the directional word was only "east"... East was too damn big.
Su'er even had the absurd idea of going back and asking Okein again, but considering that he probably wouldn't be able to come back up once he went down, he gave up on the idea. He could only search for a needle in a haystack every day, constantly guessing.
Could the secret be in the most obvious place? Considering common thinking, the three of them didn't think it would be that simple. The secret was more likely to look unremarkable and be easily overlooked. Otherwise, wouldn't it have been discovered a long time ago?
The logic was solid, and the three of them unanimously agreed.
"This is so annoying!!!"
Shouting loudly while floating in the air, Jibril's interest always came and went quickly. They had been searching here for several months, but had found nothing so far.
Jibril was indeed extremely curious about the secret Aucan spoke of, but the long period of zero progress made the pink-haired Flügel feel extremely bored. Although she couldn't be called fickle, Jibril was indeed getting tired of the monotonous search.
If Jibril had made such a complaint at the very beginning, Su'er would have said a few words of comfort, but now, after a few months, he acted as if he hadn't heard anything and was still holding the instrument made by Think to detect spirit fluctuations, checking the surroundings.
Considering that the secret Aucan spoke of might only react to his blood and soul, he had to search every place that Think and Jibril had already covered, hoping to trigger something. Even with the help of the equipment made by Think, this was still a laborious task for Su'er.
Or he felt that his eyes were about to go blurry. The scenery was the same every day, and all he could hear was the sound of the tides, and from time to time, a storm would sweep up in a few seconds due to the movement of the spirits.
"Ah~, how about this! Let's just bomb the place!" Jibril suddenly flew in front of Su'er upside down, as if afraid that this man wouldn't hear her words, and she even reached out and waved her hand in front of Su'er.
"Whatever still exists after the bombing must have a secret, and whatever doesn't means there's nothing! How about that!"
In short, today's Jibril also wanted to create a big scene.
"...What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" Su'er temporarily put down the instrument and sighed deeply, looking at the Flügel in front of him. "What if the secret the God of Forge spoke of is another Old Deus? Wouldn't that be a provocative act?"
"And if it's a residual message or something, wouldn't it be destroyed on the spot? It's too reckless to just bomb the place. No one knows what kind of reaction it will cause, so be a little more patient... Or why don't you go back to Avant first? We'll let you know when we find it," Su'er tried to make this Flügel stop causing trouble behind his back.
"Absolutely not!" Jibril refused without hesitation to the suggestion of going back to the Flügel city first. To be honest, if she went back in this young form and was hugged by a certain guy, she would rather stay here and stare into space.
"Not to mention that such an appealing secret must be witnessed and recorded in person. It would be too much of a pity if I don't witness it with my own eyes... You little brat, are you so eager to get rid of me?" Jibril crossed her arms and looked at Su'er with a sidelong glance, muttering.
"Huh?" Su'er was confused for a moment.
What was the pink-haired person talking about?
How did her train of thought jump to that?
"If I go back, won't it just be you and that weed left here?" Jibril sneered disdainfully. "What? Are you in such a hurry to have some alone time?"
"...I told you not to use words you just learned randomly, okay?" Su'er didn't know what expression to make in response. "Are all Flügel as boring as you? You're always focused on these things. Don't go around matchmaking..."
What happened to just being the God of War's weapon? Can you not be so gossipy?
"Oh? You still won't admit it?" Jibril's sneer became more obvious.
"What is there to admit when it's not even real?" Su'er said with dead fish eyes. "The gap is so huge that I don't know how you could even think of those things."
"Not to mention the physical gap, just the lifespan alone determines that what you said is impossible. What's more, there's a difference in mindset. We're not even the same species, are we? I feel like when you look at me, it's like I'm looking at a cat I've raised, so stop bringing up that stuff all the time. It's so awkward..." Su'er simply sat on the ground, resting and counting on his fingers as he babbled.
He was reminded of those awkward scenes when they were still in the settlement, where he wished he could dig a hole and crawl in so no one could see him.
Jibril was looking behind Su'er.