There were no special ceremonies, no affectionate goodbyes, just an ordinary day as usual, and Thor set off on an as-yet-unnamed dhow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The people who remained on the shore stared silently at the distant shadow of the ship until it disappeared into the shoreline with the waves.

Everyone understands that Nome takes Kratos and Morey to the other side of the sea to find new life for the tribe, and their battlefield is still on this island.

Building houses, making soap, taking care of the farms, there are still many things to be done, and with the Agricultural Bureau, the daily life of the tribe will still work, but the core has become Diana.

"Whew-" Sighing, Diana was suddenly a little lost, she had just left for a while, she missed Thor a little, she usually didn't feel it, until he actually left, she felt as if she had lost her backbone.

"Scared—don't be cranky." Stretched out his snow-white palm and gently patted his cheek a few times, driving away a trace of inexplicable irritability in his heart, took a deep breath, regained his composure expression, turned his head to look at the others and said:

"Let's go, there's still a lot of work to be done in the tribe, but we can't let Lord Thor come back and see the tribe in a mess."

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Standing at the bow of the ship, leaning on the side of the ship, he quietly looked out over the vast sea, which normally took about three days to sail from the cliff to Worms, and this was the first time he had actually left the shore and touched the seas of this world.

Everywhere was an endless blue, the waves of the sea breeze always reminiscent of a breeze blowing through the meadow, and the waves swelled like the faint green grass falling down with the wind, and Thor began to wonder if the waves and the grass were just different forms of the same thing.

Not to be outdone, the sun shone through the sea, and a few swimming fish were clearly visible under the light blue sea, and Saul regretted that he had not followed Ingvar to the sea a few times, and if he had a fishing rod, it would be like a spring outing.

Unfortunately, now he no longer has the heart to go on a spring outing, and when he looks through the beautiful shallow sea, he can see the unfathomable darkness underwater, and Thor understands that it is the real sea.

Compared to the sea in his previous life, it seemed to be no different on the surface, but Thor always felt that this sea was deeper, more expansive, and more difficult to fathom.

Thor shuddered at the thought of a terrifying creature like a dragon whale living in the vast expanse of water, who could see what was hidden beneath the clear water.

"Lord Nome—" Morey pushed open the hatch and climbed from the second-level cabin to the deck.

"How? Will those dire wolves still be able to adapt? Saul asked Morey, worriedly, that as he had expected, the ferocious beasts of three or four hundred kilograms had behaved fairly well when they first stepped aboard the ship, but when the sailboat had sailed into the deep sea and rocked in the waves.

The dire wolves all turned into soft-footed shrimp one by one, and they all hid in the belly of the ship and wilted, seeing that Thor was also a little distressed, but there was nothing he could do, and the wolves refused to come to the deck to breathe, so he could only order the soldiers to take care of them.

"It's much better - these guys are very adaptable." Morey smiled and nodded, and stood beside Thor and looked out over the endless sea.

"That's good," relieved, Saul patted his chest, stretched his brow and chatted with Morey, "When you get to Old Man Worms, you better not call me 'Nome'." ”

"Huh?" Morey looked at Thor suspiciously, waiting for his explanation.

"I want to keep a low profile, let's pretend to be ordinary merchants who travel to and from various countries." As he spoke, Thor looked down at his appearance, his upper body naked, and his lower body was only covered with an apron wrapped in animal skin, and his long calves and soles were also naked.

This made his disguise of "ordinary businessman" seem self-defeating, and scratching his ears, Saul asked Morey embarrassedly:

"There are so many races in Wotan, and there are also people who dress like this to trade, right?"

Morey couldn't hold back a smile and replied, "I think there should be......"

Speaking of which, Thor himself is happy, the weaving technology of the tribe is still very backward, although Diana is quite proficient in this way, but there is no cotton and linen on the island, and the tribe does not raise silkworms, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if she wants to make one or two real clothes, the only material that can be used is animal skin.

Besides, the weather in the Arakune is hot, and no one will wear a whole dress made of animal skins, unless he wants to be killed by the heat.

"Let's try to buy some flax or jute seeds to grow in Worms this time—" Thor muttered, "we can't be so naked." ”

"That depends on what our business is—" Morey asked, looking playfully at the mast raised in the middle of the ship, thoughtfully:

"Have you really decided not to touch Miss Conrad?"

There was nothing on the mast but a wooden basket the size of a washbasin, and the sailboat was not flagged, Susie? The golden rose flag sent by Conrad was put away by Thor and not hung on the ship.

"It doesn't have to be untouched," Thor rubbed his ears hesitantly, tilted his head to look at Morey, and then came back to him and said:

"I just think this inexplicable invitation is a bit weird, so I'm just going to find out some of the circumstances first."

The old man nodded, stroked his chin and puffed his yellow beard and said approvingly: "Indeed, if you fly the flag of Conrad, as long as you get close to Platinum Harbor, you will definitely be known by that young lady." ”

Afterwards, Morey changed his mind again, frowning a little worriedly: "But in this way, the risks at sea will be higher. ”

"No, I think the risk we're about to face is already here—" Thor interrupted Morey, turned his head and pointed to the sea in the distance, and said to the old man with a wry smile:

"Look there—"

At this moment, in the hanging basket at the top of the mast, the warrior who was the lookout shouted: "There is an enemy, there is an enemy ahead!" ”

Morey was startled, his eyes were not as sharp as Saul's, but they were not bad, and at this moment, he looked hard in the direction of Saul's finger, and could vaguely see that as the sea level advanced, two small blurry black dots gradually became clear in his vision.

"That's ......"

"Trouble is coming," Thor rubbed his slightly stiff fingers, glaring over the sparkling waves to catch the two ships colliding together.

A large merchant ship that looked like a large ship, with three masts raised high, a spinnaker with a very deep draft, and a high freeboard belly like a whale's belly, probably four or five decks, obvious to the structure of a merchant ship in the Worms region.

The other was much smaller than a light and nimble dhow, but the smaller one was the real attacker.

Like a wolf biting at a giant herbivore, the little galleon shoots hooks and hooks and rods to grab the side of the merchant ship, and a dense mass of small black dots can be seen on the deck of the merchant ship.

"Looks like a pirate robbery—" Thor didn't hesitate any longer, turning to walk into the cabin, where the slaves who had heard the lookout's alarm had already run in to inform the warriors in the cabin that Kratos was striding out of the ship's belly.

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