"The song is coming from that direction!"

While Miss Drow Poet used the lute to play a musical spell to suppress the song of the Siren, Bellingis stood behind Koto, her small ears cleverly hearing the approximate location of the sound source, and hurriedly freed a hand from the magic guide in her arms to point to the side of the ship on the side of the main battlefield, indicating that the monster singers were probably on the other side of the sea.

The little girl is a bit reckless, but she is very vigilant and sharp in both eyes and ears, and is undoubtedly a good thief in terms of abilities outside of her character. Her slender fingers pointed to the key directions, and the crow's eyes glanced approvingly at the little girl under the black hood.

Urs, on the other hand, was a little further away from the ladies of the squad, and had already entered a state of rage a second before Miss Poet played the strings, and his brown and red pupils unleashed a wild murderous aura in his sockets.

He single-handedly cleared out a small area directly behind the stern of the ship, then turned around and grabbed his weapon and intervened in the melee. The cross-shaped two-handed giant sword still erupted with unimaginable destructive power on the flesh of the pirate monsters under his swing, but there was still a vague regular swordsmanship element in the slashing and slashing style.

This was due to the fact that the expert-level sword weapon proficiency and expertise provided him with movement corrections, or more like the power of some kind of law instilled that kind of knowledge into his muscle memory, so that he had a deeper "affinity" with the weapon in his hand, as if the sword he wielded to kill the enemy became a part of his body, helping him combine his brute strength with his newly acquired skills.

Urs's intervention brought the advantage of the melee back to the side of the crew and adventurers, his greatsword slashing the snake people Naga to pieces like a flesh-slicing killing machine, and the evil monsters were horrified to find that the Siren's song was actually suppressed by another string sound on the ship, and the warriors of their own side were no match for the young man wielding the giant sword like the Grim Reaper.

Even the crew and adventurers who fought together, everyone on the deck couldn't help but feel an inhuman strength in the young man, just like those damned snake man Naga had become the weaker side under his sword, and his fierce appearance was a "monster" in the true sense of the word.

Fortunately, this "monster" is on their side.

The balance of the situation quickly tipped and there was a very noticeable momentum—especially when the herald sent by the first mate called the rest of the men in the bow of the ship as well, and the snake men who attacked the ship seemed to finally realize that they had found prey that they should not have provoked, and soon several of the larger lieutenants ordered a retreat, while ruthlessly driving the fish-man slaves who had survived the deck battlefield to the rear of the palace.

"Pursuit! Drive them back into the depths! ”

The adventurers at the stern of the ship have fought so far, the cowardly have long since found a good place to hide, the weak have also been wounded and killed in the battle, and a group of hot-blooded fellows with their own weapons are angry and excited to slaughter the Naga fish-man slaves who were forced to stay behind to delay time, but the main force of the snake man Naga has flipped back to the sea from the side of the ship in embarrassment.

The Siren's singing tried to fight the raven's strings for a little longer, but was forced to stop their singing as several mage crews arrived at the bow and unleashed the greasy spell of the 1 Ring on the floating sea, and the archers poured the rockets that ignited the arrows into the sea.

The oil created by the spell spell served as a hotbed of flames on the surface of the water and the bodies of the snake people Nagas, and the scorching red light suddenly reflected half of the dark night sky.

The Naga's howl replaced the Siren's song in the blink of an eye—and after the incoming monsters were truly repelled, the captain of the Sword Sail stopped fighting and ordered the ship to speed away from the dangerous seas, and arranged for the ship's men to start cleaning up the battlefield.

The victory was a good thing for everyone on board, but it wasn't worth dedicating time to celebrating, as the ship's crew and some of the adventurers who had volunteered to join the battle had also been killed and wounded in the night battle, and dozens of human corpses and snake-tailed monsters could be seen from the deck.

For a ship, the corpse is the source of the disease, and once the plague from the source spreads on the ship, it is a deadly disaster, so cleaning up the corpse is a task that the crew must be prepared to face at all times.

As for the dead adventurers...... That can only be said to be their own choice.

If someone chooses to fight, then they must be aware of death. Adventurers seek thrill travel, and the thrill of travel does not pity their precious life – which is why many people yearn for adventure and use it to change their destiny, but only once in a lifetime.

Urs took the initiative to lift the rage, standing on the deck after the battle, his eyes that had recovered from blood red back to brown looked at the burning oil on the sea and exhaled slowly, thinking that those snake people Naga kicked the iron plate this time, and the personnel suffered heavy losses, and the next period of time must have stopped for a while, but I don't know what kind of expression their Queen Majesty living in the palace under the sea will look like when he learns that the clan's great plunder day has not been fished.

But of course it had nothing to do with him—the young man just thought about it casually, then lifted the half-blood-stained cross-sword in his hand and looked at it, and then turned back to look for his companions.

Dorothy lowered her head, her fiery red hair falling to hide her frustrated expression, her feet hesitant to retreat into the cabin before everyone noticed her, as if the Miss Warlock, haunted by frenzied magic, was in fact one of the vanquished. In contrast, Belelis lifted the magic gun in her arms above her head, cheering and mimicking Koto's move of raising the hammer in celebration of victory.

Thea's figure in the white robe of the Church walked cautiously on the deck, her amber eyes and the crew who swept to the battlefield carefully searched for the wounded in need of treatment. Stone Fist clenched his fists and took a deep breath, preparing to join the silver-haired wolf-eared girl in the search for and treatment of the wounded, when he turned around and felt the crow's gaze at him.

The gaze from Miss Drow's eyes - the orc monk felt her gaze fall on him, and when he looked up, he found that the former was still standing next to the staircase, the corners of his mouth under the black robe seemed to outline a sarcastic sneer, and he looked at himself from a distance of the deck and shook his head, then turned to leave himself with a black robe and walked down the cabin past Dorothy's side.

The orc monk couldn't help but blink in surprise. What does she mean by that? What do you have to say to yourself? But don't bother to talk to yourself?

And since the end of the scourge in Twilight, it seems like it's been a long time since she's called me a "Golem with a Brain"?

Stone Fist raised his hand and touched his head suspiciously.

However, Urs did not notice the staring between the poet and the warrior monk, for the young man soon noticed that the man whom the crew had called Captain was walking towards him, and said to him with a bearded mouth: "Good evening, Captain Uls of the Thorns, if I am not mistaken. I'm Aiden, the owner of the Sword Sail, and I had the privilege of witnessing your active performance in the final stages of the battle just now. ”

"Good evening, Captain Aiden." The young man politely responded, "My team is honored to help you in battle. But then again, I'm not so famous that you know about it, do I? ”

"Of course not. But the lord of the castle, I have to take it seriously, don't I? Captain Aiden reached into his chain mail, pulled out the special ticket from his coat under the armor, and smiled at the young man, "And as far as I know, you seem to be preparing to go to Misty Island?" ”