Golden-red birds fluttered toward the edge of the island, and their feathers made of flying flames exploded, blooming on the beach as gorgeous and arrogant as a queen's wild rose.

The bright red flowers were accompanied by smoke in the air for a moment that was enough to scorch people's eyes, illuminating the surrounding sea into a bright light, as if the sun was briefly rising again in the boundless darkness.

Half of the golden-red ship tilted over the rocks and beaches on the edge of the island. The stern part of the ship was raised high, with a faint tendency to break.

In the ship that was almost completely turned over due to the impact, Kitahara and Kaede subconsciously squinted their eyes in the bright light, and heard Byron's loud and cheerful laughter in their ears.

"Yeah!"

The Transcendent held Kitahara and Kaede in his arms, laughed happily, and proudly announced his feat to the only friend he could share with: "Although there was a little accident, such as the landing was a little crooked, but we landed

——Success! Am I very powerful!"

The traveler raised his head and saw that his red hair was like a fire that was more blazing than anything else, with a temperature that was almost scalding. His green eyes were like gems melted in the high temperature, so soft that they were almost

liquid.

Byron smiled proudly and conceitedly under his gaze. Storms and flames were the background behind this man. Everything was just to highlight the wantonness and brightness in his bones.

"By the way, Beiyuan, can you swim?"

At this time, the supernatural being was smiling and holding Kitahara and Kaede, who showed no resistance, in his arms, rubbing against each other contentedly, like a cardinal whose feathers were all fluffy with happiness.

He did feel happy, because he successfully challenged the natural disasters unruly: Look, you are nothing more than that!

He proves that disaster can only show its own powerlessness in the face of such a passionate and crazy will of human beings, and can only choose to bow its head in the face of arrogant and childish challenges of human beings.

Beiyuan and Feng raised their heads, looked at the person with a bright and expectant expression in amusement, and reached out to touch the eyes of the person in front of them.

Byron also meekly allowed the other party's movements, as if he had changed from a petrel that rode the wind and waves to a docile swallow, and even rubbed the palm of the other party's hand with an ambiguous smile.

"Of course I won't - so it's up to you."

The traveler stared at him helplessly, but in the end he bent his eyes and smiled, with a brisk and free tone: "Don't let me drown at the last moment, otherwise I will be very sorry."

"Eh? Of course not! Kitahara, you have to trust me too! I'm super reliable!"

Byron was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed louder.

He reached out and opened the door of the driver's cab without hesitation, hugged Kitahara and Kaede's body, slid backwards in the direction of gravity on the waterlogged deck, climbed over the railing, and jumped skillfully from the stern deck.

Go down.

The driver's cab is right at the stern of the ship, which is sticking up in mid-air. Now that most of the facilities are in a state of scrap, jumping directly is undoubtedly the fastest option.

What's more, because the landing point of the ship is a bit off, you can jump right into the waters around the island if you jump off at this location. And since the landing point is on the beach, you don't have to worry about the rocks in the water.

But no matter what, the two people really felt the free fall directly into the water.

Byron didn't even consider using his own flames, but hugged his friend generously, almost enjoying the moment of falling from the air into the water.

Kitahara and Kaede squinted their eyes slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable as the water splashed onto their already soaked clothes, and their bodies were immersed in the cold and fishy-smelling liquid.

He actually doesn't like the feeling of being submerged in water, which is why he has never learned to swim: submerging his whole body in the water is not a particularly good experience for a traveler, not to mention that his mother always orders him to stay away from water sources.

.

So this was his first time looking at the bottom of the sea.

Countless surging crystal foams are almost overflowing with the somewhat turbid sea water. In the absence of sunlight, this shallow sea area is transparent and a bit gloomy, reflecting the dark clouds in the sky.

Below and deeper is a forest composed of algae and coral reefs, which are magnificent and changing in different shades in the field of vision, showing the most graceful and elegant states.

Even though the currents still carry dangerous and violent whirlpools, just looking at their calm appearance seems to make people feel that this place and the violence on the sea are two completely different worlds.

The sound of water seemed to be surging in my ears, and fish huddled in the coral reefs and algae below, waiting for the weather to clear, with a light wave feeling brushing through my hair and fingertips.

"GuluGulu~"

Kitahara and Kaede reluctantly opened their eyes underwater, as if they wanted to say something, but only a few bubbles came out of their mouths, so they simply closed their eyes again and completely handed over their bodies to Byron.

Byron hugged his friend tightly, and even poked the other person's face in a good mood. He didn't stop until he saw the tired and indulgent look in the other person's eyes. He laughed happily and silently, and rushed towards the island along the current.

Swim in the direction.

Soon, they swam out of the water again, and their fingers touched the delicate shoals. Two people of about the same height poked their heads out of the water at the same time, breathing heavily in the air.

The two people looked at each other's tired but bright eyes, and then smiled at each other.

The heavy rain that was still falling poured down like a curtain, making their hair wet and plastered to the sides of their cheeks.

"To be honest, I felt like I was soaked in sea water and my mind was a little clearer."

Byron wiped his face with his water-covered hands and asked in a very expectant and happy tone: "Beiyuan, were we hitting the island just now? We should let the ship fly and hit the island!"

"I suggest taking a look at your poor ship... I'm sure it and the island will thank you profusely."

Beiyuan and Feng coughed several times due to being choked by the sea water. They subconsciously pressed their eyes which were particularly sore due to the water, but their tone still had a teasing smile:

"In extreme weather, the first wind-powered ship in human history successfully tested and we are all still alive - this is really a good story, right?"

"Isn't it natural that it will succeed? After all, I am George Gordon Byron!"

Lord Byron answered matter-of-factly, and at the same time raised his head, deliberately raised a disdainful middle finger to the sky, and laughed proudly with an almost unscrupulous attitude:

"I want to fly to the end of eternity! It would be too arrogant for a mere storm to stop me!"

He smiled, choked on the rainwater, and suddenly started coughing awkwardly, with tears even filling the corners of his eyes.

Beihara and Feng looked at him helplessly, and finally took the initiative to hold him in their arms.

"Okay, you can rest now, George."

The traveler held the person in his arms, gently brushed his fingers through the other person's curly hair, and spoke softly.

He could feel that in addition to arrogance and pride, the other party's laughter also contained deep sighs and fatigue.

Byron represents mankind's assertive will, crushing all disasters under the ship - and also represents his friend who died in the storm, making a victorious charge towards disaster.

He won.

But facing a natural disaster like a storm, the pressure and exhaustion in his heart would not let him go just because of this.

Yes, all heroes may have to appear in front of the most dangerous difficulties and create miracles that no one dares to imagine. They may all have to be strong, brave, and move forward indomitably.

But they do get tired.

Kitahara Kaede's voice spoke softly amid the torrential rain, like a gentle comfort to a child before falling asleep:

"Yes, you are amazing. You will definitely be proud of me and Shelley. So go to sleep and rest for a while. Then you can continue flying towards the distance."

"No! I can continue!"

Byron protested loudly and struggled unwillingly in the traveler's arms for a while, but in the end he had to admit that he had no strength.

He didn't feel it before, but after being hugged by someone, he felt that his whole body was lazy now, and he almost didn't even think about using his powers. He just wanted to curl up next to the other person and have a good sleep.

He closed his eyes and buried his face in the other person's arms with abandonment. Feeling that his consciousness was getting closer and closer to the dream, he simply muttered in a vague voice depressedly:

"So Beihara is really annoying..."

"As annoying as Shelley."

Byron muttered, and then used his last strength to summon a ball of flame. The second after the flame was born, he fell into a drowsy dream.

The golden-red stream of light calmly surrounded the two people, using its extremely high temperature to evaporate the rain that should have poured on them.

"It's true... I fell asleep so quickly. How tired were I before? I was just relying on my breath to hold on."

Beihara and Feng looked at each other helplessly, stretched out their hands to rub away the frown of the person in front of them, and tried their best to carry this person who was about the same height as themselves to a higher ground.

"I hope I won't catch a cold... After the rain stops, I'll have to check if the cold medicine on the boat has gotten wet. However, I should have taken better measures to prevent moisture. There is no leakage in the hull, so it should be fine."

But the most important thing now is to find a place to take shelter from the rain.

With this thought in mind, Kitahara and Kaede looked around, preparing to find a relatively dry shelter from the rain so they could take a rest.

At the other end, inside a warm and dry cave on the island.

The man with beautiful and special blue curly hair slowly turned over in the pile of apples, yawned lazily, and asked in a curious tone:

"Defoe, are you sure there is no problem with your island? The impact I felt before was very abnormal."

"Hey, hey, how many times have I told you that there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong on my island! And I even made it stop! At most, it was struck by lightning."

At the other end of the cave, Defoe, who had red curly hair with a soft and bright orange color at the end, raised his eyes and seemed to put the word "disgust" on the surface:

"If you have so much free time, you might as well think about what to eat tonight, Mr. Schiller."

Schiller was silent for a while, twisted a little uncomfortably, looked up at the torrential rain outside the cave, and huddled back among the apples again.

"Grilled fish and apples."

He replied with a very casual attitude, like a lazy large canine that is too lazy to pay extra attention during an activity time that does not belong to him.

“Grilled fish with apples! Grilled fish with apples again!”

Defoe took a deep breath, counted on his fingers, and denounced very loudly: "Ask anyone who only eats grilled fish and apples all year round! I really don't know what kind of luck he got.

, they actually fished out a man who only knew how to grill fish, and all he ate was grilled fish and apples all day long!"

Schiller raised his own bright red and dark red eyes, and looked at Defoe who was talking seriously about something with a very strange look: "So what did you eat before I came here?"

"..."
To be continued...