Clear skies.

The sun shines like flowing gold, shining on the deck, on the sea, and everywhere it can reach. Seabirds, such as albatross or bald gulls, fly across long paths from high in the air, resembling a few light grey scars on a light blue background.

The sound of the sea breeze and the waves is a never-ending march, echoing in people's ears day and night, and as far as the eye can see, the edge of the land has long disappeared from sight, and the breezy waves reflect countless pieces of gold.

On the pine deck, which had been scrubbed clean by sailors, facing the wet and salty sea breeze blowing in his face, a male voice as dry as a duck sighed in a hymn-like tone:

"Ouou, the luck of this trip to the sea is really amazing! It's another rare good weather......"

"--...... vomit"

"Poor Mr. Mage, it's been at least three days offshore, and your seasickness isn't healed yet? It's just a pity...... I've seen a lot of mages like you on the Andreinin in the past, they can do anything on land, and when they get to the deck, they can't even cast a spell...... I have to say, this is a bit detrimental to your manhood, especially if there are three beautiful young ladies in the same boat......"

The poem that is about to be unspoken, interrupted abruptly, is attacked by the speaker in a swift and articulate language, pulling the poor seasick man into an even more miserable situation.

Poor Andre had lost nearly twenty pounds since his first day at sea, and his habitual vomiting and weakness led him to dizziness, which made him hold on to the side of the ship, unable to even stand up straight, let alone respond to this attack.

A sailor who was washing the rope was standing a few steps near Andrey, fearing that a slightly larger wave would throw the frail Mr. Mage into the sea.

“…… Look at your belt, which is at least three inches tighter than it was on the first day of boarding, and if the noble ladies at the noble balls of Gypsy City had the food they ate out of their throats for the sake of diet, they would be eager to follow your example! ”

Wearing a tricorne hat, a brass telescope on his left waist, a blue-black sharkskin sheath scimitar straddled on his right waist, but only a half-worn waistcoat was worn on his upper body, and the old and new scars on the exposed arms and shoulder skin were overlapped and stacked, grinning like a pirate leader more than Captain Randolph like a veteran captain, his upper body was shaky, but his feet were steady like rocks stuck to the deck, and he walked leisurely to Andrei's side.

"Damn Jeff, what are you doing? Don't hurry up and get to work, our mighty Mr. Mage doesn't need your help, but don't think that if you please him, I'll let you work less - if you do, I don't mind letting you figure out who is really in charge of this ship! ”

After a slashing reprimand, the sailor near Andrei quickly fled, and Andrei stubbornly raised his pale and yellow face, and was greeted by a heavy slap from Captain Randolph that almost slapped him to the ground.

"Well done, lad!"

Randolph knew that the other party could not resist, so he slapped the same part of the shoulder again,

"There are more than a hundred guys who bet against me, and you've surpassed forty-nine of them - the one I've seen the longest is a good guy from Ryan who managed to lose a third of his original weight in thirteen days, and followed the boat back again without stepping a step on the beach at his destination - I'm optimistic about you, you'll definitely be able to surpass that record!"

He was met with more violent retching.

Thirteen days......

Andre, who had dealt a must-kill damage with a powerful blow that had already felt like a year for every second at this moment, rolled his eyes at the thought of ten days to go, and slid down the side of the ship.

Captain Randolph, who had been driving ships at sea for thirteen years and hunting for demon pirates, stretched out his right hand, which had lost a little thumb, and scooped André up before he slid onto the deck, with such ease that he didn't look like an old man over half a hundred years old.

Before he could make the choice between throwing the man back into the cabin or obeying the gambling contract and throwing him into the sea, with a light hand in his hand, an invisible force took over the task of his right hand, and the body of the unconscious black-haired young mage floated.

"Thank you, Sir Randolph."

Lin An's figure appeared at the deck hatch, she seemed to have been standing there, but people didn't notice her until now, and the sailors who were working on the deck with their shiny upper bodies bare, hurriedly retreated to the back deck, but there were still people who took the opportunity to sneak a peek at the rare female mage.

Captain Randolph discovered her storage before Lin An's elimination of neglect.

This old man, who survived the battle between the sea storm and the island demon clan, and was once knighted for his exploits, although his mental power is not outstanding compared to ordinary people, he seems to have a keen intuition, and can capture a detail of his surroundings into his eyes like a white-headed gull catching sea fish under shallow water

"Don't call me Sir! I'm not a sir anymore! The old man with pale yellow tendrils on his face blew his beard and glared, "Also, didn't I say that women should stay under the cabin and not go on deck, don't you think we are not tight enough?" ”

"I have full confidence in your dispatch ability and the efficiency of the most elite sailors in the service of the past." Lin An said with a smile, not caring about the discrimination under the old captain's language.

This is the seafaring, the moody, brutal and fickle nature of the sea, and the people who conquer or are conquered on the seas are likewise violent, reckless and hierarchical, with certain rules of their own, and those who do not follow them will be punished or even abandoned.

In the words of Captain Randolph: "My boat and my men are not toys for romantic adventures with young masters, and if anyone dares to cause me trouble, I will kick him into the sea and feed the sea octopus!" ”

Captain Randolph, who had been awarded the title of Lord, was the one recommended by Simon Sr. to Lin An as a candidate for captain, and if one examined the one hundred and thirty-two seamen on this ship, one would find that all of them, including Captain Randolph and the first mate, had some part of their body mutilated.

It was all a memento of their many battles during their service on the south coast of Fito - yes, including the lowest sailors who cleaned up dirt and sewage at the bottom, and all the hired men on this ship were retired from the most elite navy known on the mainland.

The reason why the former lord, now Captain Randolph, lost his title is not a bitter and bitter insider.

He simply sold his title and used the money to buy the galleon, named "Little Andrein" - the ability to buy and sell titles was not unexpected in a merchant country, although in view of the guaranteed class and dominance of the aristocracy, such a transaction would not take place in the open and would not be accessible to most people.

In order to make his beloved car "a good young man worthy of it" (the old captain himself said), Captain Randolph spent a lot of money to buy the ten-year employment contracts of this group of retired marines, so that he was in huge debt and had to pay for his luxury and poor management in the form of lend-lease.

But judging from the old captain's unchanging temper and becoming more and more violent and arrogant, we can know that the old captain's life is not embarrassing.

The business orders for the Little Andreinin have been scheduled for next autumn, and if it weren't for Lin An's letter of recommendation, and taking out an unfamiliar nautical chart to arouse the curiosity of old Randolph, and being willing to bear the huge compensation to compensate the customer, they would not have been able to board the ship so smoothly.

There is no need to worry about the itinerary and the delivery date of this trip, just as someone spends a lot of money on an adventure on the little Andrein, and the old captain welcomes the guests with such a foolish profligacy.

He took the money given by Lin An, filled every cabin with fresh water, dry cakes, bacon, lemons, beans, pickles, and ale, beckoned all his subordinates, and quickly set out to sea after two days of preparation.

Lin An and his group were all young people who looked to be in their twenties, and even brought little girls and pets.

As soon as the three male mages who seemed to be more capable of mastering got on the boat, before they were ten miles from the shore, Salin had a seasickness reaction, and then, when the land disappeared from sight, Andre, who was originally fine, also began to faint from the sea, and the reaction was more violent than Salin, Sidney needless to say, he had two godless eyes and a pale face, and he had not come out of the room since he boarded the ship, but Lin An, Shiryl and Athena moved freely, without any abnormality-

In this case, it is completely normal for Captain Randolph to unconsciously look down on this group of young employers.

In instinct and inertia, he immediately started to suppress Lin An and the others from a bet with him before Andre got on the boat.

Lin An watched for two days and finally realized that this old man intended to deprive them of the control of these employers.

This has nothing to do with the struggle for power, the old captain did this, in addition to his own domineering character, more importantly, the objective reality.

Lin An has read some codex notes about navigation, the ocean is a dangerous place everywhere, it is likely that one second the wind is calm, the next moment immediately have to face the danger of the destruction of the whole ship, so on the sea, effective mobilization and command of the crew to cooperate is the most important means in the face of shipwreck.

In sailing, two different voices appear on the same ship.

The old captain naturally has no doubt about the dispatch of his subordinates who have followed him for many years, but there is a huge disparity in numbers, but Lin An and others, who are strong enough to reach one to ten, or even one to hundred, are also a force to be reckoned with, and can even play a greater role than all the crew members combined when necessary.

What the old captain wanted was to subtly let Lin An and the others accept his control and command - at least, even if they didn't listen to him, they would never be able to do bad things and interfere with him willfully.

(To be continued) RS