"The Palmeiras is back!"

At the naval camp in Afron, the waves of battleships crashing against the quay reef, shouting, whistling, and the shouts of the officers were mixed together, and the whole camp was like a pot of boiling hot soup. Dozens www.biquge.info of young soldiers with red faces from the seal ran out of the Admiral's barracks, and their trembling voices were filled with joy, shouting loudly one after another.

The Palmeiras has returned to port.

Leos' expression was calm when he heard the news, but there was a flash of joy in his eyes, and Glo looked at the tall and thin Admiral, his arms trembling almost irrepressibly. He made an apologetic look at Glo before he left his desk in three or two steps, and then hurried out of the barracks and towards the docks.

"Shall we go too?"

Glollio hesitated, looked at Ceren and asked. His identity was an outsider to the Kingdom Navy, and he was not sure if he was fit to participate in such an occasion. Although he has a very strong curiosity about the warships of this world.

Fortunately, Ceren didn't disappoint him, he looked at Glo and nodded. The three men in the barracks quickly ran out as well and rushed in the direction of the docks.

The entire naval camp was bustling with a bustle that was rarely seen in normal times, and the soldiers, officers, ran out of the open space of the camp one by one. Some of them were sleepy-eyed, these were the soldiers who had just fallen asleep on duty at night, and under the noise and enthusiasm of their comrades, they climbed out of the warm bedding and put on their clothes again, and greeted their comrades who had returned from the voyage.

Wow -

The anchor fell into the water, and the battleship finally docked. The spray burst into a large canopy of mist on the shore, and when the mist cleared, two groups of soldiers soon appeared, who caught the cable thrown by their companions on the deck of the battleship, and then carefully wound it and fastened it firmly to the thick iron stakes by the dock.

Glo and Syren stood side by side about ten meters from the dock. It was still morning, and the sun from the east was shining on the sparkling sea, standing next to the battleship, and Glo finally saw this behemoth again outside the game - the tall hull was like a solid wall, and the cold sea breeze created a large vacuum here, Glo raised his head, and the gray sails on the tall mast were slowly falling. He observed that the shadow of the mast in the sunlight stretched from the shore to the position of the barracks, and fell right on the barracks of the Lord Leos.

It was morning, and Glo stretched out his thumb and forefinger to compare the angle of the sun, and he looked at the shadow of the mast, and had roughly calculated the height of the battleship - from the water part of the hull to the top of the mast, it was actually nearly thirty meters high, compared to the previous game, the visual impact brought by the realistic perspective was completely different.

Is this the three-masted battleship of the Imperial Navy?

Glo stared intently at the side of the ship, as the soldiers lowered the stairs and walked down in columns, his gaze sweeping over the young soldiers and landing on the rows of holes above the side of the ship. This is the gun bay of the battleship, the shadows of the black hole glowing with the cold luster of steel, and it is loaded with artillery—an alchemical weapon that relies on the efficient transformation of magic arrays to transform energy crystals into destructive power. He had had the privilege of seeing the power of this cannon in the game, with powerful beams of energy enough to melt rocks into lava.

This is the artifact of naval warfare - the bandit leader also had a good vision in the game in his previous life, he fantasized about one day having a warship of his own, soaring on the vast sea, and if he was in a good mood or not so good, he would rob the money and the girl......

However, this illusion was not possible now, and he knew very well the cost of a warship—that he and his bandit had all the belongings, and maybe, probably, probably, be able to buy a small section of the deck above.

"Welcome back, our lad!"

Leos stood under the stairs of the battleship, smiling, raising his hands and embracing the soldiers and officers who had come down one by one—the sunburned soldiers of the kingdom who had returned from their voyages, and when they laughed, they saw only snow-white teeth. They were no longer neat and straight, the sea breeze had wrinkled and brought salt, and traces of white powder were scattered all over the body, ragged like refugees.

"How long have they been on the voyage?"

Glo was a little curious, he had been at sea in a game. Seeing the appearance of these soldiers, he did not think that it was just a routine offshore cruise.

"Probably, close to two months."

"Two months? Did they go to the overseas islands? ”

With a little calculation in his mind, Glo had determined the radius of the battleship's movement, and compared it to the charts in his memory, he guessed roughly where the soldiers might have been.

"Yes."

Ceren beside him nodded, facing the "messenger of Karthas", his heart was open, and he did not hide anything.

After a moment of conversation, Glo continued to look at the "Palmeiras", his gaze shifted from the mast and gun bay to the lower part of the hull, and he noticed that the battleship had a considerable draft - which most likely meant that the Royal Navy had obtained a large amount of supplies through this voyage.

It doesn't seem like they're completely sitting still. Glo secretly analyzed in his heart, but as soon as he connected to the embarrassing financial situation of the kingdom's navy, he thought maliciously: These things may have been looted?

In this way, everyone is essentially a peer.

The bandit leader snickered to himself, he saw some of the marks and marks left by the gunfire on the hull, and he began to believe in this possibility more and more in his heart.

After the "Palmeiras" docked, the soldiers and officers of the voyage walked down one by one, and were received by their comrades into the barracks, where they carried out hygiene work, physical examinations, and food replenishment. Other soldiers stepped aboard the ship to count and carry supplies. Glo, Seren, and Leos, the Admiral of the Kingdom of Afron's fleet, returned to the barracks.

Leos's face finally had a hint of calmness.

It seems that this batch of materials will be of great help to the current situation of the kingdom's navy. Glo sat in his chair, flipping through the information about the local fleet, interacting with the other two from time to time.

Afron's local fleet of the Kingdom Navy, in addition to a few small ships, had a total of four three-masted warships such as the "Palmeiras", and an even larger five-masted battleship as the flagship, well, called the "Mayflower". Glo glanced at the relevant parameters, and he was sure that in the entire naval sequence of the Elantra Kingdom, the flagship of the Afron local fleet, regardless of tonnage or combat power, was among the best.

It's just, where did these big guys go?

The bandit leader settled down, and an answer gradually emerged in his heart.