Ragner wiped the sweat from his face, and looked up at the turquoise sea in confusion. He had heard people talk about the sea before, but he had never seen it, and he didn't believe that this place full of water in people's mouths really existed, but now he couldn't help but believe the boundless blue in front of him.

For Regner, there has been so much going on in the past few days. As an orphan, he has been working hard for more than ten years since he was born, and he has not seen too much or thought too much. Everything was so simple, and so difficult, until ten days ago, he was chased in a panic and hid in a noble mansion.

Regner didn't remember much about what happened after that, but he knew that he had paused for a moment in the shadowy corner under the tree, and after confirming that the pursuers had gone away, the notorious "Clever Little Thunder" in the Melindale slum would inevitably have a bad time facing a sparsely defended aristocratic mansion.

Just as Regna sneaked into the storeroom to get something back to sell for money, he suddenly felt a blow to the back of the head, and then groggy and unconscious. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear an old man muttering, "Grandma, I will still have thieves when I am so poor." ”

When Regner woke up again, he found himself in prison.

"The treatment is good, two meals a day in a single standard room, and the black bread doesn't stink!" This is how Regnar felt on the first day of his life in the cell, he didn't seem so frightened when he first squatted in prison, on the contrary, the treatment of bread and bread in the prison was simply a paradise compared to the life of fear outside, so much so that Regner once considered going out to study the criminal law of the Hawke Empire and then get a life sentence to lay a "solid foundation" for his future.

But nine times out of ten, Regner's prison meal was not satisfied, and he was shackled and escorted to the port of Cod with a large group of prisoners. Then, within a few days, a group of prisoners were all on the transport ship, and it was said that they were going to be sent to another continent.

To be honest, Regner has experienced more things in the past half a month than he has in the previous ten years combined.

In the past, although Regner was tired from running around all day, he had only been walking around Melindel City. And now that he's out of the filthy sewers of Melindel City, away from the rancid garbage heaps of the ghetto, he's in front of a new world so vast that it's unimaginably large. It turned out that outside the city of Melindel, there was such a vast plain, such a lush forest, and an ocean that was even wider than the plain, and even on the other side of the ocean, there was another continent. When he realized this, he couldn't help but get a little excited.

A water-stained leather whip slapped Regner on the back.

"Give me honest work, what are you looking around, if there's a little garbage on deck today, you're going to have to eat whips at night. The meaty-faced Imperial sailor said viciously.

Regner frowned and rubbed his back, then honestly continued to scrub the deck. The sailor nodded, and seemed to be very satisfied with Regner's obedience, and he seemed to be an honest and obedient fellow who had received such a heavy whip at such a young age and did not cry or shout. But just as he walked away on his toes, Regner stared at his back faintly, and then

He glanced at a prisoner next to him and pointed at the sailor.

If the people from the slums of Melindale had been present, they would have known that the sailor was going to be unlucky. According to years of experience, as long as the person who has been stared at by the "skillful little thunder" like that, it is inevitable that he will be made miserable by this skinny little ghost - this is a matter of time.

As night fell, Regner sat on the grass and stretched comfortably, and under his knees, a one-meter-nine-tall man was thumping him with low eyebrows

legs, and behind him another prisoner rubbed his shoulders.

Regner rubbed his back and said, "I asked you to look up the sailor's name today, did you find it?"

The last prisoner in the cell, who was also the one who made Regna's eyes during the day, replied: "I found out, that fellow's name is Hans, because he is loyal to the captain and has a bold personality, so he is more popular, and now he is the first mate of the ship." But Boss, I also inquired, this Hans himself is an eighth-level warrior. Boss, you cleaned up a few of us, although it was easy and freehand, but it was really hard to ...... with Hans Boss, don't blame me for speaking directly, I'm afraid you're just playing for nothing. ”

", you said he was an eighth-level warrior, and I still had a fight with him?, but this Hans seems to have been looking at me unpleasantly since he set sail, and I always want to sprinkle it on my stomach. But why is it that the crew is so lenient in the management of prisoners after they get on board?" asked Regner.

The prisoner explained with some embarrassment: "Boss, you have also seen that although the three of us are strong, we add up to only a little pound. I'm afraid that the sailors on the ship can beat more than a dozen of us, and it is said that the captain of this ship is an eighth-level mage, if this is the case, all our prisoners and sailors together are not his opponents alone, plus we have no place to run at sea now, so the management on the ship is naturally much more relaxed. ”

"Cut, such a powerful figure is sent to escort the prisoners, no wonder this group of sailors seems so fearless. But...... That's just right. Regner touched the small paper bag that he had collected, glad that his baby had not been taken away, and then waved his hand to signal that he was going to sleep, and then the massage duo immediately began to tidy up the straw shop for him, while also patting the ass with "Boss Might" and "Kill Hans" and so on.

Although the scene of three tall men surrounding a thin boy who was only a teenager was flattering and shouting about the boss should have been quite strange and funny. But there is no way for the three of them, and the law of which one can fight the most is the boss is not only prevalent in the slums, but also in the prison cells. Who made this weak-looking guy so capable of fighting?

Thinking back to the beginning, when the three of them found out that the fourth cellmate turned out to be a thin little boy, they all thought in their hearts that someone had made the bed, massaged, and poured foot washing water this time.

But after a while, they were shocked to realize that the three muscular men together were not the opponents of this little ghost - once the fighting spirit was stimulated, it blew so that people's eyes couldn't open, but fortunately, because of the supervision of the sailors on the ship, this little ghost did not beat himself ruthlessly. So, after some "friendly" discussion, the three of them decided that the second child was responsible for tidying up the grass shop for the boss, the third was responsible for massaging the boss, and the fourth was ...... Responsible for pouring the boss's foot washing water......

The three of them packed up, and after watching the little ancestor fall asleep in a daze, they breathed a sigh of relief, and each packed up his bed and prepared for sleep.

The next few days were peaceful, except that the sailors found that their awe-inspiring first mate was not in a good mood during this time. Although he has a lot of appearances these days, such as slipping down the stairs and rolling down in a hurry, such as running his stomach diarrhea recently, such as his pants are inexplicably open one after another. It's not going to be so angry, is it?

These days, those prisoners will be kicked twice by the first mate if they have the slightest carelessness, and the most pitiful is the little boy named Regner, who seems to have to clean him up if he has anything to do.

Now both the sailors and the prisoners live cautiously under the wrath of the first mate of Hans, and it has been suggested that the captain should persuade the first mate, but the captain only laughs perfunctorily, and does not take it seriously at all.

The days went by, and after thirteen days at sea, they finally arrived at the Hawke Empire's seaport on the eastern continent on the morning of the fourteenth day. In the town of Rolmi, next to the harbor of Rolmi, there was the first supply depot for the prisoner transport team on the eastern continent, both food and utensils were quite well prepared, as well as dormitories and prisons for the transport team to rest temporarily, and then the captain left a dozen six or seven level masters to guard the prisoners, and the rest were given two hours off to go to the town for recreation.

That night, while most of the people were out, the first mate knocked on the captain's door.

"Captain, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to beat that kid!" exclaimed Hans as soon as he entered the room.

"Hey, calm down Hans, sit down first, and tell me what's going on. "Unlike the first mate Hans, who was five big and three thick, the captain was a very elegant man, and there were no traces of wind and frost on his face from the years of sailing.

Hans took out the flask from his bosom and poured two sips of strong rum and said, "Regnar is so disgusting that I think I'm stupid myself if I play stupid like this, I'm going to beat him!"

"What's wrong with him? Didn't he just make you fall a few times, pull your stomach a few times, and sew a few patches? But this little guy is so beautiful that few people can notice the whole boat. The captain sighed.

"It's nothing!" the first mate hated with hatred.

With a smile in his eyes, the captain asked curiously, "Oh, aren't these nothing?"

"Of course, there's a lot more you don't know!"

"For example?"

"For example......" Hans looked a little embarrassed, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Let's say he gave me laxatives and threw tin cans into the pit while I was having diarrhea......"

After hearing this, the captain was stunned for a long time before imagining Hans's expression when the iron bump flew into the pit and splashed a wave of yellow water, it must have been anger with despair, despair with a desolate expression, right? He muttered: "I said why you have always had a smell on your body for the past two days......

Hans was silent for a while and then said, "Then he secretly smeared a layer of chili sauce on my clothes while I was drying......"

"I tell me why the cook has been yelling at the ......special chili sauce he brought for the past two days," the captain muttered with glazed eyes, and then couldn't help but sigh that the imp's one-stop service was really ruthless.

Hans was about to say something, but the captain interrupted him and said, "All right, Hans, that little devil has been tidying up for you, but haven't you cleaned him up?" ”

"But that's because the imp got rid of me first!" argued Hans.

"Didn't he do it because you whipped him twice when you started?" asked the captain rhetorically.

"Hell, what would I do if you hadn't told me before?" First Officer Hans almost collapsed.