Mage Legend-Chapter 393: Travel and Travel Beyond - Nine: The Approaching Dragon

On the second day, the weather was unusually hot. The sun finally tore off its gentle facade and displayed its violent side to the world. The entire earth was mercilessly baked, and all living creatures were seeking shaded corners to take refuge.

Even the usually gentle breeze over the Fengduo River was absent, replaced by an oppressive heat that filled the river’s surface. The calm river now resembled a mirror, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, with the double glare stinging the eyes of passersby. A vast amount of river water evaporated, forming a hazy mist that enveloped passing boats, bringing with it a stifling sensation.

The little angel Soka was the person most affected; she had been panting heavily from the morning, lying powerlessly on the deck without moving. Her wings, which usually fluttered in the air, now only quivered weakly when brushed by the hot wind. She drooped her eyes, her tender little tongue hanging out, panting heavily.

"The weather is really unusual," Van Dijk remarked. "Normally, at this time, it should be the cool, rainy season. But this year, it’s become so hot. I don’t know what’s wrong with the sun." He pointed at Soka and said to Lynch, "Lynch, the sunlight outside makes it hard for me to open my eyes. You better bring Soka into the cabin. Otherwise, she’ll get sunburned."

The mage nodded and came onto the deck. Even the blinding white sunlight didn’t affect his special eyes. However, the scorching sun seemed to shoot out arrows that penetrated the mage’s robe, leaving a stinging burn on his skin.

"Ice Cone!" Waving the Powerful Wand, deliberately reducing the magic’s power, Lynch spread a layer of ice on the ship’s deck. Little Soka shivered, struggling to lift her head as she looked at the approaching mage, trying hard to count Lynch’s numbers. In her eyes, the black-robed brother was like the sun in the sky and the trees on the shore, always swaying and moving—one turned into two, two into four—leaving her dizzy.

"Soka, when did you come out?" Lynch gathered the angel’s wings and easily picked her up, "The sun is so fierce, why didn’t you stay in the cabin?"

"Brother Lynch, I... I don’t know either." Soka said shakily, "At night, I suddenly wanted to see the sun. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to see it again."

"Silly girl, you must have had a nightmare." Lynch quickly handed Soka to Van Dijk, "Uncle, I think she’s got a bit of sunstroke. You better take her inside quickly."

"Alright." The old sailor hurriedly took the little one into the cabin and then fetched a bucket of water from the river, preparing to cool Soka down.

"Wait a moment." Lynch recited a spell to the bucket, "Frozen Ray!" A cyan light shot into the water, quickly forming a layer of frost. "Staying here is too hot. I’m preparing to set sail; maybe catching the wind will be better." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Van Dijk nodded. He had taught Lynch how to navigate this sailboat yesterday, so now he only needed to focus on caring for the feverish little angel. Although Lynch could use strange spells and his companion had beautiful wings, which puzzled the old sailor, he had watched Lynch grow up and understood his character, trusting him as if he were family.

The shell ship slowly left the shore without hoisting its sail. Lynch maneuvered the helm, steering downstream, finally letting the incoming river breeze ease the heat on the boat, blowing a breath of fresh air into their parched lungs.

"Mage, what do you think about this weather?" Idar Eagle Head asked.

"The three of you seem to be faring quite well under this scorching sun," Lynch commented, noticing the red marks on their skin from the sun, "A druid can indeed adapt to all natural changes."

"No! That’s not it." Eagle Head shook his head, "This abnormal weather is not the will of nature."

"Then what could it be, druid friends?" Lynch controlled the helm, cheerfully overtaking those sluggish passenger boats under the scorching sun.

"Gods! My mage friend," Eagle Head said, "Those gods always treat mortals as their playthings. Such heat can only be the gods flaunting their power. Only Mother Nature would gently treat her children, taking away such blazing sunlight with cool rain and pleasant winds to comfort these pitiful creatures on the ground."