Evil always comes from courage

As for whether we can successfully land, it depends on luck. If we are lucky enough to encounter a small island, then we can judge the course through the small island and move along the next island.

I walked along the side of the ship's eaves guardrail, trying to reduce my sense of presence by staying away from the crowd. There were always some existences on the edge that were easily ignored, especially the sparkling gems and gems on the dazzling ladies and dignitaries in the middle. Gorgeous costumes are always eye-catching.

The people who truly grieve for the crew and sailors have passed away. They are either carrying the coffin to the incinerator in the power room, or they are following behind just to express their last condolences.

I could hear the unconcealed thoughts on the deck from a long distance away. Maybe it was thanks to the absence of those people, otherwise another dispute would inevitably arise.

I looked at a man in the crowd, Aldrich, as I remembered the others calling him.

His clothes were bright and bright, and it was completely impossible to tell that he was attending a mourning funeral. Although he was not the only one wearing gorgeous clothes, he chose darker colors, so overall, he was not very eye-catching.

But he was dressed in a bright green evening gown, covered with necklaces made of yellow gemstones and silver products. His arrogant face was clearly visible. The emerald green gemstone ring on his hand was shining brightly. He carefully counted the various large and small rings. Weared a dozen.

He has a mean face. Looking at his high cheekbones and hooked nose, I feel like he is an ugly donkey. His thin cheeks are sunken against the outline of his bones, like a bit of flesh. There is not only a piece of skin left, but there is an unobstructed mouth under such a face.

Looking at his face that looked like a disaster, I couldn't help but imagine a donkey with a bright green saddle in my mind, looking up to the sky with great confidence, stretching its neck and making a piercing cry of uh uh uh uh.

I think that even if it is to show one's wealth or nobility, there is no need to make oneself look like a shelf. For example, the most expensive and outstanding item may be the long and square ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

The small strip was inlaid with a pink gemstone of excellent color, but its small brilliance was completely buried by the brilliance of the other alexandrites in his hand. Judging from the color of the gemstone, it was considered It's rare, but I don't know exactly what quality it is.

During the meeting, someone once questioned the value of the sapphire on Mr. Raphael's neckband. Mr. Alcock, who was born in the Danterian Kingdom, gave us a brief introduction and answer, and I also learned from it. many.

He talked a lot, and the general meaning is that there are many variegated gemstones. The simplest way to judge is to look at the uniformity, purity and size of the gemstone color. There are also some other judgment rules, but each gemstone has its own unique characteristics. A set of identification methods.

Mr. Alcock Arrow commented on this:

"The sapphire on Mr. Raphael's neckband is not a solid color sapphire. Judging from the condition of his wearing it, it can only be regarded as of above average quality. The dullness at the bottom and the degree of refraction of the luster appear to be dark and hazy. Therefore, Speaking of it, it is not a very good gem."