Four hundred years ago, the expedition team led by the man named Montblanc Noland arrived at Jaya Island. There was a fierce conflict with the Shandian people led by the great warrior, Kalgara.
The result of the conflict was that the two became the most sincere friends. The friendship between men was so simple. Perhaps it was just two sentences, or maybe it was a fierce battle like this, saving the Shandia people who were plagued by illness. Apart from the tradition of Jaya Island's sacrifice for hundreds of years, Noland, who saved Kalgara's daughter, undoubtedly became a close friend of Kalgara.
It was at that time that the man named Noland saw this golden bell for the first time. The Shandian people had guarded the great miracle for hundreds of years, and its extremely moving music made it hard for Noland to forget.
However, in order to solve the disease of the Shandian people, Noland cut down the divine tree that the Shandian people thought was the soul of his ancestor. Thus, there was an irreconcilable contradiction between the two friends. For the first time, Noland left Jaya Island forever.
Kalgara, who finally knew that the divine tree was the source of the tree fever, was extremely regretful. However, in the end, he did not have the time to send his best friend another last chance. Thus, he swore that he would keep knocking on the golden bell to navigate for his best friend.
Noland did not feel sad because of his friend's misunderstanding. He trusted his friend so much that he firmly believed that his friend would forgive him. However, when he came to this Jaya Island again with hope, the Shandian and the golden bell had disappeared.
Loran was sentenced to death for deceiving the monarch. The golden village he spoke of was naturally the biggest lie in the world that was passed down by word of mouth. This man was called the king of lie by the later generations. Even if he was dying, he still insisted on the true existence of the golden village. However, no one was willing to believe it.
No one was willing to believe it, but some people were willing to find it. In order to wash away the crime of their ancestors, the later members of the Mont Blanc family embarked on the road of pursuing the golden village. They had been waiting, waiting for the golden bell of the oath to be sounded.
However, the Shandian who lost their homeland and the golden bell had no way to inform their friends who had been searching for them. The golden bell could not be rung, and the oath they had made back then had been passed down from generation to generation.
The bell rang, and the beautiful sound of the bell rang through the clouds and the sky. After four hundred years of separation, the sound of the huge golden bell once again covered Sky Island.
"It's wonderful."
The old man with feathers on his head listened to the wonderful sound coming from the sky with a smile on his face. "Is this lamp of Shandora? The treasure that our ancestors have been searching for, the treasure of the Shandians!"
"Hey, Grandpa Chief,"
A little girl with a headscarf wrapped around Grandpa Chief's thigh, her two big eyes flashing. She said, "What is this voice? It sounds really good!"
"Is it? It sounds good, right?"
The chief bent down and picked up the little girl. He looked at the sky. It was the direction of the bell. "It's natural that it sounds good. Aisa, that is the treasure that our ancestors pursued for four hundred years!"
"Treasure?"
Little Aisa tilted her head, "Is it a treasure like Aisa's earth?"
The girl raised her right hand. There was a small bag on it. Inside was her treasure. The thing called the earth was a small bag of soil. This was indeed a precious treasure for Sky Island.
"Yes, Aisa, a treasure like Aisa's earth."
"The treasure that has been lost for four hundred years has been found after four hundred years!" The chief replied.
"Huh? It has been so long?"
The little girl named Aisa held her treasure tightly and said, "Aisa will not let the earth lost.
Even if it was Wyper, don't even think about taking it away!
In little Aisha's heart, Wyper, who was like an evil ghost, was the most terrible guy in the world.
"That's right, Aisa."
The chief was stunned, and said: "The so-called treasure is to protect it with all your might!"
So for a full four hundred years, the warriors of Shandia were all fighting for their own treasure, bleeding, and fighting for a full four hundred years.
"'-Grandpa Chief, are you crying?"
"Aisa is not crying anymore!" Aisa tilted her head.
The chief's face was wet, but he was smiling. "No, Aisa, the chief grandpa is not crying. I am happy!"
"Happy?"
Aisa blinked.
"Yes, the oath is finally fulfilled!"
The chief held the little girl in his arms and rubbed his face against the little girl's face.
"No, Grandpa Chief's face is really prickly!"
"Hahahaha!"
The chief laughed out loud. "Can you hear it? Noland!!"
"Although it's already four hundred years late, you should still be able to hear it clearly! Good friend!"
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"This voice is?"
Someone was surprised.
"What a wonderful sound!"
Someone exclaimed, "Is there such a wonderful sound in the world?"
"Yes, yes, it's too nice, isn't it?"
Someone echoed, "Even the ensemble between Anna and Olaf is only so, right?"
"Yes, it came from the sky!"
Someone was shocked.
"The sky?"
Someone gulped, "Could it be -"
"Sky Island,"
The man with a sword in his arms leaned against the huge pirate ship. There were already many people around who had thoughts about this ship. His expression was very serious. "It really exists!"
"Captain, do you want to go up and take a look too?"
The woman stood to the side and closed her eyes to listen to the sounds coming from the sky.
"Well,"
The man named Morrick smiled and said, "I am also a pirate, right?"
"Of course, Captain!"
The woman smiled.
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"Hey, boss, boss,"
"Did you hear that? The bell from the sky!" the two men shouted as they ran like gorillas.
"Be quiet,"
A man with a strange diamond-shaped face stood on the shore of the sea. He had his hands crossed over his chest and a cigarette in his mouth. He had a smile on his face. "I can't hear you!"
"Oh!"
The two gorillas obediently stood to the side.
"Is this it? It's this one!"
The man muttered to himself, "Is this what you have been searching for? No wonder, after hearing such a beautiful voice, how can you deny his existence! Right, Noland!"
"So it was in the sky! Shandia, my friends! Finally, I found it!"
"I heard it, I heard it!"
The man's tears rushed out like a dam, and tears streamed down his hard face. "The legendary bell has been heard!"
"Although it has been four hundred years late, I have indeed heard it!"
The man's name was ont Blanc Cricket, the descendant of King of lie, Mont Blanc Noland.
"The promise of a man that crossed four hundred years finally came true today."
The man cried and laughed. He said, "How romantic is this!"
The promise that lasted for four hundred years, after a long time, the agreement between the two men finally came true. How romantic was this?