"Miss!" Philip finally moved to the side of Rose and Roy. Roy saw Philip sweating profusely and as soon as he approached, he sat down on the deck panting heavily.

Upon hearing the words "Miss", Ben's face was already disheartened and his rose expression trembled.

"Call me Captain, Philip!"

Philip opened his mouth and, under the sharp gaze of Rose, swallowed the second half of the sentence that had reached his mouth.

"Captain! I don't think the airship can hold on anymore, let's escape quickly!" Philip turned back and looked at the two huge gaps on the side of the ship, his face full of fear.

Rose shook her head and her face slowly darkened. "It's not possible now. We've flown too high to climb over the Paser Snow Mountain. The effect of the Wind Spirit Scroll doesn't last that long. If we jump down now, we won't be able to land on the ground until the magic disappears. Even if we don't get eaten by that guy, we'll still fall to death."

Rose glanced at the already restless black figure outside the airship, her eyes wandering a bit. "When the airship reaches a certain height, you can jump down with them. If we jump together..." Rose paused, a hint of pain on her face, "We shouldn't all die, right?"

"If the airship couldn't hold on until then, you would have to die with me." Rose's voice was like a babble.

Philip's face turned red as he listened to Rose's words.

"No! Captain! You won't die! As long as I'm with Philip, you definitely won't die!"

Philip lifted his still awkward hand, untied the shoulder bag around his waist, and simply poured everything onto the deck, picking up a pale yellow magic scroll from a pile of things.

Philip held the scroll with excitement on his face. "This is an intermediate level 'flying magic' scroll that can fly slowly in the air, with a duration more than ten times that of a wind spirit scroll. It is safe enough to land on the ground." Philip carefully placed the scroll on the deck next to Rose's hand, and then he flipped out several cylindrical objects the size of a palm from the pile of things in front of him.

"This is the family signal flare." Philip looked at Rose's face, who was slightly looking up at the night sky.

"The master actually stationed people in the villages and towns around the airship base. After landing, he released this signal flare. This thing can be seen clearly from dozens of kilometers away, and it is very likely to be discovered by the master's people..."

Philip suddenly stopped talking. It turned out that Philip had not completely recovered from the medicine under Rose until now. He woke up to find that there was a monster attack. Seeing Rose, he was both scared and excited, but he didn't notice that Roy was by her side. Just then, he turned his head and found that Roy was listening to him talking to Rose.

Philip, who had already collapsed on the deck, suddenly stood up like he had been drugged. I managed to grab between Roy and Rose in one step. Although my whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, my face was full of mist, and there was a strong warning in my eyes.

Roy was not surprised as he looked at the big man who stared at him like an angry black bear. This guy always complained about everything, this guy yelled at the crew, and this old Philip, who always had conflicts with Rose over his own affairs, showed a beautiful side of human nature at this critical moment today: Philip's shoulder bag was empty and wild, and there seemed to be nothing hidden in the crew's leather clothes. Roy saw very clearly that this pale yellow scroll was only one roll, and old Philip's own wind spirit scroll was lying peacefully among the pile of debris.

Roy also understood that based on the current situation, if all the crew members were lucky, only a small fraction would be able to survive, perhaps less than 30%. This is still based on successfully jumping off the ship, but even if it successfully lands on the ground, it only means that the chance of survival is higher. In this deserted place, falling from a high altitude, even if it directly lands in front of the monster's nest door, is still possible. The danger on the way back to a safe area for human habitation is self-evident.

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However, with this flying scroll, the chances of survival have not increased by much. The long floating time and special effects that allow for free and slow flight of this scroll are undoubtedly the best assistance now. As long as you carefully distinguish the direction, it is not impossible to fly slowly in the air to a place where people can see smoke.

Now, Philip gave the extremely precious and only scroll to Rose.

Roy looked at the big man who always looked at him with respect, then turned around knowingly and walked towards the crew in the middle of the deck.

"Alright, Philip, don't do this! This... there's no need anymore." Rose's soft and floating voice came over.

"Roy! If... you choose to live now," Rose gently spun the light yellow scroll between her fingers. "Just take this thing!"

On the deck with the howling wind, thanks to the weight of the scroll itself, Roy, who was shocked, almost missed the thrown scroll.

In a daze, Philip saw the scroll fall into Roy's hands in a blink of an eye. He was stunned and suddenly let out a strange cry, rushing forward like Roy went crazy. However, before he could touch Roy's clothes, a numbness in his hands and feet caused Philip to fall on the deck.

Philip struggled to raise his head, panting heavily, and his twisted face was adorned with bloodshot eyes as if he was about to eat and strip Roy alive.

Roy sighed and shook his head helplessly, slowly and carefully bypassing Philip before returning to Rose's side.

"Perhaps this time, I really should die. This thing has no meaning to me."

After speaking, Roy shrugged his shoulders, and the precious scroll was returned to Rose's hand by Roy.

Rose looked at the scroll in her hand, then looked up at Roy in front of her without any pretense, and the corner of her mouth slowly curved.

"Hahaha... hahaha... hahaha!"

Rose burst out laughing like a madman, and the laughter caught the attention of the other crew members on the ship. In their eyes, this usually dominant woman who made men sweat probably couldn't resist the mental blow and went crazy.

Rose smiled enough and took a deep breath, ignoring Roy. She took out a small bottle from her shoulder bag and covered her nose, pulling open the bottle cap.

Roy was behind Rose, only smelling an unpleasant odor that could no longer be unpleasant, which penetrated his nostrils and choked him so much that he almost fainted.

Rose pressed the mouth of the bottle under Philip's nose for him to sniff, causing him to cough uncontrollably.

"Immediately, the numbness in your limbs will disappear. Then, if you can go back alive, tell my father that I died on the road I walked out of myself, and I have never regretted it. I died a happy death." Rose finished her last few words word by word, stuffed the flying scroll into Philip's shoulder bag, and then picked up a few signal flares on the deck and carefully placed them inside.

"And..." Rose's face showed a hint of warmth. "When I came out of home, not everyone chose you, Philip, at home..." Rose's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness. "Only you care about me the most, and the person I actually trust the most is you."

Rose said, and Philip had already started crying like a child, "Miss! Why are you doing this? The master has been in constant pain all year, and all of this..."

"Shut up! Philip, you should call me Captain!"

"Miss!" Philip shouted with tears on his face, "I've seen you grow up since I was young, and I know you're not happy! I know you don't like the master arranging everything! You think Miss's things are all the master's fault! But...!"

Philip's hoarse voice abruptly stopped, his face full of fear as he stared at Rose.

A snowy blade lay horizontally in front of Rose's neck!

At some point, Rose had already drawn out her dagger and quickly placed it on her snow-white neck, looking gloomy at the stunned Philip across from her.

"If you want me to live quietly for a while longer, just shut your mouth immediately and roll that damn scroll to those cowardly ones in the middle of the deck! Tell them to calm down and have more hope of survival, and fulfill your last duty as co captain, instead of crying and chattering like a woman here!"

Philip climbed up from the deck with both hands and feet. "Miss! You..." Just as he was about to step forward, Rose took a step forward without hesitation. The dagger in her hand pressed down heavily, and a hint of crimson blood flowed down Rose's smooth neck.

This action scared Philip's soul out of the air, and his feet were like nails growing on them, afraid to move any further.

"Go back and tell my father what I want to say! Philip!"

Philip's tearful face was filled with sadness and despair, while Rose's gaze showed no compromise.

After a while, the blood on Rose's neck had dyed red on her chest. Philip finally gritted his teeth in immense pain.

With a thud, Philip knelt on the deck and said, "Miss! Philip will come to serve you again in the next life!" As he spoke, he was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Rose's gaze finally loosened a bit: "Go back, Philip, go see your grandson whom you haven't met yet. This year, you've worked hard. There's a suicide note I wrote a year ago at the airship station, and I promise my father won't blame you for holding it."

Philip across from him had already turned into tears.

Philip walked unsteadily towards the crew in the center of the deck.

And Rose seemed to have been drained of its last bit of strength. If it weren't for the wooden barrel behind it, it might have collapsed on the deck.

Rose turned around and saw Roy staring at her with widened eyes and an incredulous expression on his face!

Rose smiled lightly and said, "Very surprised?"