Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 79

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The Black Pearl (current form in parentheses)
*Cursed
Type: Three-masted full-rigged ship (model ship)
Speed: About 22 knots (immobile)
Armament: 16-pound cannons x32 (16g toy cannon barrels x32)
Builder: Francis Drake (Frederick)
"This time, a miracle will happen." — Francis Drake
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Although the ship in the bottle is called the Black Pearl, it has nothing to do with Jack Sparrow.
The owner of this ship was a pirate named Francis Drake. After being wanted by the fleet of the United Holy Nation and having his ship confiscated, he disappeared without a trace.
This little bottle was the masterpiece of the Holy Seat Archbishop Frey, originally storing the ashes and relics of successive Holy Seat Archbishops.
It was nominally a "Holy Tomb."
However, after realizing he was deceived by the Holy Spirit, the first thing Frey did was go to the seaside and scatter the ashes of the past Holy Seats...
All scattered, drifting in the wind.
It was this act of despair that caught Synlos's attention.
He thought this human had potential, and then chatted with him endlessly throughout the night, eventually convincing Frederick.
After being persuaded, Frey made the little bottle, returned to the sacred harbor where the Black Pearl was docked, put the ship inside, took it to the seaside, and then used a light-forged puppet to sail the ship to find the exhausted Maengron.
Then, he used the bottle to transport the octopus back, and with Synlos's help, sold the creatures in the bottle to Maka, hiding them under the Fight Club, resulting in the current situation.
Normally, players would only encounter this series of quests after reaching level 70, by which time the Holy Seat would either become a sinner, hunted as a monster, or remain the Holy Seat. Players would then have the qualification to face him or the ability to search for this little bottle in the deep waters of the ruins of Astan City.
In any case, it was obtained at the cost of the death of one or both of the two present—Luke and Mia.
At this moment, Xia Ya held the bottle in his hand, with a curious Mia beside him and Luke in a state of feigned death.
He felt his heart pounding.
Getting closer and closer to that greedy dream.
"What is this?"
"A model ship, a keepsake." Xia Ya smiled, "Let's go up, you've worked hard."
The priestess smiled sweetly, then lost strength and fell into Xia Ya's arms.
"You really don't know when to stop, do you..."
Xia Ya felt a pang of heartache for this silly girl, a priest known for high mana regeneration who could heal herself until she was out of mana...
He gently kissed Mia's smooth forehead.
How is my wife so cute?
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Mia napped on Xia Ya's back for over an hour, waking up just as the sunlight hit her cheek.
Although he knew it was unlikely to be effective, Xia Ya still earnestly reminded her a few times.
"If anyone asks you about what happened during this time, just say 'The Holy Spirit guided your cultivation.' This is also a form of cultivation, understand?"
"Uh-huh!"
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The girl agreed wholeheartedly.
Hopefully, this would prevent her from showing that "how do you know I'm lying" wise look.
But no one would bother questioning where the chief priest went, something only parents would care about, and her parents were the Holy Seat, no one dared to overstep.
This isn't a flag.
After a brief silence, Mia blushed and tugged on Xia Ya's hand.
"Xia Ya, Xia Ya, can you kiss me before you go?"
"Huh?"
Xia Ya was a bit puzzled, wondering why she had been so proactive lately.
"Come on."
Xia Ya opened his arms, and Mia tiptoed to lightly touch his lips, then ran off contentedly.
"Strange..."
Xia Ya muttered softly as he returned to the workshop.
Yveline and the stinky seal hadn't returned yet, and Lef was still diligently working.
Xia Ya was surprised to find that she was still continuing the work he left before, but the progress seemed unchanged.
Then he glanced to the side...
Emmmm...
Alright.
He had specifically changed his class to Elementalist and learned "Ice Coffin" to give Lef a week to research the "Soulbinding Ointment"...
Seriously, does a level 3 potion formula have so little prestige?? Is it already done?
Alright, alright.
Xia Ya didn't disturb her, quietly putting away the ointment.
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"Soulbinding Ointment (Standard Quality)":
Dosage: Extra large
A specialty of Ice City, it's hard to describe whether it's meant for healing or killing.
Many mages who could have been saved were covered with this stuff and ended up permanently cold, yet appeared lifelike as if alive.
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He then hurriedly went underground, filling the Ice Coffin with the ointment.
Now Luke was completely invisible, like a matcha cake in a transparent box, with a high matcha content...
A lush green.
This made Luke's state of existence extremely bizarre—between life and death,
Supposed to be dead, yet the heart was alive.
Supposed to be alive, yet the body was lifeless.
This also allowed him to be stored in the inventory.
Xia Ya solemnly put "this item" away, then let out a long breath.
Everything went smoothly.
Finally, he had taken this crucial step. Now he just needed to find someone who could handle this little bottle to extract the ship and then stuff Maengron inside... he would successfully complete the "Frederick, your ship is gone" plan.
This was a true account theft.
Even after playing this broken game to the end, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.
Is the Holy Seat Archbishop impressive?
He prepared a fully fortified account for himself, and I stole it, and I even took his apprentice!
He would never have dreamed of such a turn of events!
I really outdid myself, time to strike a pose.
After a short rest, Xia Ya climbed up the rope he had left hanging at the well's mouth.
However, just as he reached halfway, a rustling sound suddenly came from above.
Someone?
Xia Ya's heart tightened.
He hadn't found a suitable weapon yet, and the only dagger he had was frozen in matcha... no, in Luke's hand.
After some thought, he pulled out the dusty "Hero's Short Sword."
It looked like a fully armed SWAT officer holding a bubble-blowing toy water gun.
Just as Xia Ya was about to let go and drop himself down, the sound suddenly grew louder! And it was accompanied by a panicked "ah."
A shadow fell from above, and Xia Ya didn't have time to dodge, getting a face full of someone sitting on him.
It was... very soft.
"Ah!"
The other person let out a startled cry, and Xia Ya quickly let go, both of them falling into the water one after the other.
"Ahhh! Help! I can't swim!!"
Only a player would shout like that.
Xia Ya stood up from the water, expressionless, watching her flail in the 1.2-meter-deep water.
Underneath was Maengron's body floating in the water, and the two of them were standing on it.
She struggled for over ten seconds, gulping down several mouthfuls of water, finally seeing someone standing there in the faint glow.
"Wow, you're so tall!" she blurted out.
The system didn't censor this exclamation, perhaps thinking she wasn't swearing... probably.