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Chapter 577 The Fall

As they approached the ship, Dick keenly sensed the eerie atmosphere around him.

He raised his right hand to stop the crowd behind him.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

To be precise, there wasn't even a parrot's call.

This is a very rare occurrence on Phoenix Feather Island.

Dick immediately used his secret technique to enhance his perception in order to check the surrounding situation.

It was indeed quiet.

And indeed, several figures were lying in ambush under the cover of some trees.

Dick could feel their temperature.

Demon Dragon Eyes!

After unleashing this ultimate technique, his eyes transformed into the vertical pupils of a demonic dragon, and his vision became entirely focused on temperature perception.

No creature that tries to hide behind the cold cover can escape his eyes.

But after activating this ability, Dick felt an unprecedented rage.

A strong desire ignited within Dick to extinguish the warm orange-yellow and transform it into cold blue-white.

Suddenly, Dick felt something touch his hands, and he quickly turned his head, making a defiant grin on his face.

It was a small, thin, yellow shadow. The other party was clearly startled by Dick and suddenly became alert.

Then, instead of retreating further, the other person cautiously reached out again.

Dick felt every muscle in his body going berserk, telling him he had to kill the other man.

It wasn't until the other person placed their soft hand on the back of his hand again that he realized who the person in front of him was.

Dick hurriedly deactivated his ultimate technique, and the person in front of him was indeed Peggy.

His eyes widened in terror—

What did I just do? Dick felt his breath trembling. I had actually shown hostility towards her.

He even wanted to kill her.

Just then, Dick saw Peggy furrow her brows and pull out a handkerchief, extending it towards Dick's face.

Dick instinctively turned around, but Peggy pressed down on him.

She used her own handkerchief to wipe Dick's drool.

Ah—right, his threatening grin earlier caused him to drool.

"Peggy, I—"

"You look terrible," Peggy said.

Dick's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

In the end, he managed to squeeze out only one word: "I'm sorry—"

"I'm the one who should apologize—"

Peggy's words surprised Dick, and his mind went blank for a moment: "You? Apologize? But why—"

"Dick, lately, especially after arriving on the island, you've seemed really off, or rather, you're under a lot of pressure. Otherwise, why would you have that expression? That's not you—Dick, that's definitely not you!"

"But, but," Dick nodded vigorously, "it's all my fault."

"No, you'd definitely be able to let go more if it weren't for me," Peggy quickly shook her head. "I'm the one who made you like this; I'm just a burden—"

As Peggy gradually lowered her head in self-reproach, the light gray mist of the wetlands made her face appear even more delicate.

Wetlands are said to be the most dangerous places; one wrong step and you'll fall into an abyss.

Falling, falling—falling without stopping.

"That's not how it is—"

"I know, Dick, I've always known."

Peggy glanced to the side, wondering what she was looking at. This was clearly a deathly place where not even a parrot could be found. "I know I'm being selfish. I want to stay by your side, and I know I'll definitely get in your way, but I never thought it would make you lose yourself. I know that's enough. I can't be silly anymore."

"Peggy————"

Dick called her name softly, and Peggy finally turned her head, her sapphire-like eyes staring straight at him, and nodded slightly, waiting for him to speak.

However, at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

Dick was really bad at explaining and comforting.

Peggy chuckled, as if mocking herself, then put away her handkerchief, her lips twitching into a slight smile. "It's alright, Dick. I know you don't know how to talk. And I'll be waiting for you on the ship later. I won't cause you any more trouble—Dick?"

Dick snapped back to reality: "Ah, sorry."

Is it dangerous around here?

“There’s an ambush,” Dick said, “but judging from the direction they’re lying in, it’s one of our men.”

"Okay, let's go then."

They started anew.

Suddenly, a man leaped out from the red bushes and bowed to Dick: "My lord!"

"Where is our ship?"

"Right under those bushes," the soldier pointed to a patch of red mangroves in the middle of the lake, "Lord David is overseeing a major project."

"I can tell."

To be honest, even Dick couldn't tell with the naked eye that there was a longship hidden under the bushes.

"Bring a small boat and transport this stone to the ship. We can put it in—" Dick turned to Peggy, "...in the captain's cabin, how about that?"

Peggy nodded, but it was clear she didn't want to live with the girl in the crystal.

"That's settled then," Dick said, turning to the soldier.

The other party takes action.

The group then boarded the ship.

David rushed over immediately: "Sir, how is the situation?"

"We've had some success," Dick said. "We weren't the first to land on the island."

"Oh! Of course not!" David shrugged. "A fleet is ahead of us!"

“I mean much further back,” Dick said. “This island holds many secrets—major secrets!”

“You are clearly right,” David said. “I have never seen a pheasant or a dragon-scaled parrot before this.”

Oh my God!

Dick noticed the change in David's expression and frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"

David raised his right hand, clad in a blue-gray leather armor, and pointed to the sky: "Parrots! Dragon scale parrots! A huge flock of dragon scale parrots! It's spectacular! Oh no! They're coming towards us!"

Dick looked up, his gaze passing through the gaps in the mangrove branches used to cover the ship, and saw flocks of dragon scale parrots.

They've actually followed me all this way. "Don't be alarmed, they came with me."

"you----"

David was speechless, clearly surprised. "That's incredible. So, they're safe, right?"

"Just don't attack them."

"Hmm—I understand, I'll pass the message on. You're practically like the Beast King," Gabriel, the poet and leader who attempted to build a free commune, but whose social experiment ended in failure. Human instinct is to possess rather than share," David shrugged. "Legend has it that Gabriel could control animals, but you're followed by a flock of parrots."

Dick hadn't heard this story: "Something happened on the island."

"Have you achieved any results?" David pressed.

"Obviously," Dick nodded, "but the purpose of this trip has not yet been achieved."

What was the purpose? Dick thought, that's right, a letter sealed with wax.

Dick remembered the scene; Miss Anne had built it herself.

"A lot of things happened on the ship as well."

"I can see that—" Dick suddenly paused.

His gaze was drawn away.

Peggy went straight to the captain's cabin as soon as she boarded the ship.

She closed the door quietly.

Carefully, humbly as a dust mite —