"This thing is pretty cool! Hey, this pattern..." Sirius leaned forward, scrutinizing a triangular inscription in the center of the flashing trident in Kayson's hand.
"What about this inscription?"
Sirius tilted his head: "This inscription feels like a... very ancient organization?"
Lupin also leaned in: "It certainly does, it looks like the symbol of the Brotherhood of the Holy Blood."
"...What are you two talking about?" Kayson and Harry exchanged a bewildered glance.
"It's an ancient magic organization, hostile to Wizards, but it should be extinct by now. As for this trident and the drowned corpse that was holding it, they should both be remnants of that organization from back then. Perhaps some unlucky Wizard was caught by them, and they used this method to make him suffer forever," Sirius explained.
"There's even an organization like that... Never mind, do you want to see anything else?" Kayson then asked.
"Let's go back to land, there's nothing good to see," Harry shook his head.
"Then let's go back." With that, Kayson turned the steering wheel, and the tracked vehicle moved in one direction.
"Oh, by the way, with so many of us squeezed into such a small space, won't we run out of air?" Lupin suddenly asked an important question.
"Ah! I forgot about that!" Kayson slapped his forehead, then he took out three flowerpots and inserted three pixelated saplings into them: "Breathe into them, and they'll give you oxygen."
After the three received the flowerpots, they looked at the saplings that seemed like textures, unsure whether they should express surprise. However, thinking about the square trees in Kayson's office and his various pixel-style personal Alchemy creations...
Perhaps he just liked that style and cultivated them specially.
The three self-hypnotized themselves, each holding a small flowerpot and exhaling slowly.
...
The next morning, on a beach crowded with all sorts of people, a wooden tracked vehicle slowly emerged from the sea. The next moment, it was targeted by camera after camera.
Kayson was the first to step out, looking at the unfamiliar beach with a puzzled frown, saying: "Oh, my Merlin, where is this? Is this still Netherlands?"
A bearded man not far from him, who also understood English, immediately looked at him in confusion: "This is certainly not Netherlands, this is Italy."
As soon as the bearded man finished speaking, Kayson quickly pulled out a globe. After a long time of identification, he slightly cleared his logic, then returned to the tracked vehicle and said somewhat awkwardly: "We might have space-traveled."
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"???"
Kayson pulled out the globe and pointed to a narrow strait between England and Netherlands: "Last night, we were supposed to be in this strait."
"And then?" Lupin asked in confusion.
"And then, in one night, we bypassed Netherlands, bypassed France, bypassed Spain and Portugal, went around twice, and finally crossed half of Europe to arrive on the beach of Italy," Kayson said, taking a deep breath.
"...The globe, let us see."
Kayson handed the globe to the others, and the three of them, with many hands, pointed and gestured on the globe...
"So... this is unscientific, we space-traveled?" Sirius said the exact same thing as Kayson.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Welcome to Sicily, gentlemen. What is this... a homemade submarine?" A man in uniform walked over and patted the roof of the tracked vehicle, asking with a frown.
"Uh... yes, we are from England, and we might... accidentally have been washed here by the waves?"
"Oh... do you think I believe that?" The uniformed man said with half-moon eyes.
"Alright, I am a student from Manchester University, and he is my younger brother." Kayson patted Harry's head, then pointed to Lupin and Sirius: "They are Professors, taking us to... study."
"Hmm, yes, study." Lupin nodded while subtly bending down to tie his shoelaces. He was ready to give this uniformed man a hard hit at any moment, then transform into a Usain Bolt across five traffic lights and a beach. For him, it would only take three footprints!
"Oh... identification?" The uniformed man asked casually.
Kayson pretended to dig into his pocket, then directly used the Ender Pearl Ring to pull out his student ID.
The uniformed man took the student ID and frowned: "Your date..."
"Ahem, not good at my studies, accidentally held back a year."
The uniformed man looked with a strange gaze at the well-made clothes on the several people: one with clear stupidity on his face, one with the smile of a good-natured person, one who didn't seem very smart, and a child...
"Never mind, your vehicle cannot be driven on the road. Perhaps you need to find a tow truck." The uniformed man thought about his salary, and then how much effort it would take to stuff these people into a police car, so he simply waved his hand, telling them to disappear from his sight quickly.
"Thank you, generous sir." Kayson quickly closed the car door and stepped on the accelerator, and the small car began to move slowly.
The several people drove the small car to a less crowded place. After Kayson dismantled the car cleanly in no time, they walked onto the road and began searching for a pizza place all over the street.
After all, they still wanted to experiment whether they would get beaten for eating pineapple pasta pizza with iced Americano on the streets of Italy.
Although it might hurt a bit... it would be fun!
The several people hailed a taxi and directly told the driver that they were from England and wanted to eat the most authentic pizza, asking the driver to lead the way quickly.
The driver readily agreed when he heard Kayson and the others say this. After all, watching people from the "food desert" taste the most authentic Italian pizza and utter exclamations of "Oh my goodness!" was a ranked form of entertainment in an otherwise boring life.
Soon, the several people walked into an old pizza shop, and the driver also smiled and came over to watch the fun.
"Try it, this is the best pizza place in all of Italy. Oh, and the espresso here is also excellent," the driver did not forget to recommend.
"No problem." Kayson nodded, then directly hailed the front desk staff: "I want the largest size pineapple pasta pizza, and four cups of espresso. We'll add ice water to drink it as iced Americano."
Crack!
This was the sound of a glass breaking.
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