Chapter 47: The Blind Prophet

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! As the paladin disappeared, the sound continued to come from the lowest level of the ship's passengers. The sound of these heavy pounding sounds was like tentacles about to destroy the entire merchant ship.

Listening to the sound of the ship's plank, I felt the constant vibrations on the keel of the ship. In the willow nail accessories that kept falling, the second and third officers in the bilge had desperate expressions on their faces.

The members of the Church of the Lord of Justice who had been taken by their companions held back their worries, their slightly distorted expressions gradually stiffened under the suppression of their reason. Perhaps their emotions control their desire to save their companions, but their sanity tells them that their church's mission is not yet complete, and that they must live before that.

The mustachioed warrior knew that if the seafarers were allowed to sink in front of them, even if the damned Kraken were to leave, they would not escape the fate of the fish.

He knew someone had to step up and wake up the seafarers in front of him. The soldier who rushed forward and grabbed the second mate shook him and shouted: "What are you still doing, don't you hurry up and plug the hole?" If that big guy in the sea could really destroy this boat, we would be in the water with fish and shrimp by now. It doesn't need to go to such great lengths to trick us into the bilge. ”

Although even he himself did not know how much of the correctness of the warrior's words was. But people who have drowned will always try to grasp any glimmer of hope – even if it's just a straw.

"Yes! If we can sink the ship lightly, then what will the monster do with us? As if he had figured something out, the second officer broke free of the soldier's hands, and then turned back and shouted, "What are you waiting for?" The first shift hurriedly organized people to plug the loopholes. The second shift went to shake the pump to buy us time. ”

In just a moment's delay, the sea water in the cabin had poured from the original ankle to knee deep. The first team that received the order immediately turned around and boarded the ladder to the upper cabin. They went there to get planks and lead boards to plug the holes below the waterline.

At the same time, it is more important to tell the professional carpenters who are already on standby that the danger below has been eliminated and they can go to work with peace of mind. Whether it is a warship or a merchant ship, as long as they are sailing and going to sea, they cannot lack these professional repairers. They tend to stay away from frontal combat, and even the victorious side is not fond of recruiting such captives.

When the ship faced the threat of battle and storms, they kept the hull intact and did not sink. In the case of damage to the ship's hull, the craftsmen even had to instruct the sailors to change the main structure of the ship so that a group of people could return alive. And they are not idle on ordinary voyages. Because nowadays ships are usually made of wood. Under the corrosion of seawater, there are always large and small losses that need to be repaired in time.

"What the hell is going on here in Mary?" With these ethereal words, the voice of a woman in a white silk robe appeared in the bilge.

The preacher who had stood firmly in the midst of the violent swaying had only stood firm by holding on to the planks of the cubicle, and then asked in surprise, "Lord Davina!" How did you come out? ”

"How could I not come out when something so big happened!" The woman who appeared in everyone's field of vision with the voice was probably the most impressive thing at first glance was the closed eyes - the blind man? Immediately afterwards, you will feel her quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but fortunately, as long as you stand by her side, the original irritability and uneasiness will be far away.

"It's too dangerous here." The warriors on the side hurried to leave his original position, wading quickly to Davina's side, alerting him for the danger of approaching.

When Davina dipped her legs in the sea, her brow furrowed, "What about the Egeltons?" Why can't I feel his breath anymore? ”

"Lord Davina! Mr. Egelton was dragged into the deep sea by tentacles. There was a hint of a whimper in the Master's words. Even if she tried her best to control her feelings, but the partner who got along so well suddenly died in front of her, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

"Dragged away by tentacles? The sounds below are also the tentacles beating! What exactly is its goal? A wrinkle crept up Davina's forehead, "Give me some time, I'll see if I can give that monster a hard time." Maybe after the monster was wounded, Egelton had a chance to get out of trouble. ”

"Don't worry! Davina-sama, we won't let your spellcasting be disturbed. May Mr. Egelton escape the clutches of that monster. As he spoke, the warrior with the axe held his weapon horizontally in front of him.

In fact, whether it is a warrior, a preacher or the newly descended Lord Davina, they all know their minds. Even if the spell of Tong Guò inflicted heavy damage on the deep sea beast. The chances of the Eger Holy Warriors surviving were also extremely slim. The biggest purpose of Davina's move is to drive away the monsters in the sea and ensure the lives of the entire ship. And their own mission.

However, as familiar companions, they still silently prayed in their hearts for the Holy Warrior of Eger. At the slightest chance that they would hope that the Holy Warriors of Eger would seize the opportunity to survive—even if they were ready to die before they could leave.

The ethereal chant echoed in the bilge, and the celestial aura flickered around Davina. If someone turns on arcane vision, there will be an astonishingly high-energy response.

At the same time, the deep-sea beast hiding in the sea seemed to instinctively sense the threat from the ship. The tentacles that had already exited the cabin reached in again, but the preaching spell that had been waiting here for a long time was another cone-shaped cold breath, this time at a good angle, and at least four of the tentacles were frozen in ice.

"Get out of the way, let me see what to do with the damage here." The master carpenter, who had come to the bottom cabin in a hurry, saw the scene in front of him, and even the guy who was eating in his hands fell into the water in fright. Then he turned and crawled up on his hands and feet: "Oh my God! Didn't you bastards say those damn things are gone? See for yourselves what are the ones down there? ”

Perhaps these craftsmen do not have a high sense of existence on the ship, but in fact the status of these craftsmen is much higher than that of ordinary sailors. If it is in a large warship, ordinary carpentry assistance also has the rank of sergeant, and the real master worker is often the second class master officer. In the well-defined navy, it is no longer considered a big soldier.

On merchant ships, in addition to the captain and first mate. Even if they are the second and third officers, they may not have much respect. The encounter caused the craftsman to curse as he fled.

Stimulated by some magic. Not only the bottom of the ship, but also the tentacles on the deck became more and more active. "Bang! Bang! Bang! "After the column of water that rose into the sky, three huge tentacles like a new force joined the battle on the deck.

"Is that damn monster down there stimulated by anything?" Looking up, Barrett felt an ominous cloud converge in the distance. The water around the boat also gradually changed from pale blue to deep black.

Nimbly weaving from deck to deck, carefully dodging the tentacles that flew in, those damn gigantic brachiopods were occasionally able to whip out amazing sonic booms. The loud sound of stacks of air twisting like glass shattering was a test of the eardrums and nerves of everyone on deck.

"Tear up!" After the crack, another tentacle left Barrett's blade behind its mother. Suddenly, a startling light appeared on the otherwise dark water, followed by a pillar of light that rose into the sky, accompanied by a scream like a calf. The tentacles that were still on the deck and were going back and forth with Barrett flew away faster than they had come.

A gust of sea breeze blew, seemingly blowing away the dark clouds in the sky. Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the waves surged. Barrett felt the deck under his feet shake even more. Many of the crew on deck were unable to stand still in the violent shaking and fell to the ground.

But now Barrett is really relieved! The last thing he wanted to do was take a clean shower, and the black blood that was gradually congealing made him feel very uncomfortable - the bodily fluids of these deep-sea monsters were as sticky as superglue, making any movement of Barrett extremely laborious.

After the battle just now, the last rays of sunlight are now hidden below the horizon in the west. Barrett, who came back to his senses, realized that there was no longer a trace of light on this deck. Seafarers without dark vision are looking around for their scattered lighting tools.

Rielly, who was sitting on the deck, began to chant the incantation. Then a cloud of white light climbed up the mast under her control, lit up the pillar, and illuminated the sea. That's the power of magic! The ball of light of the Dancing Light Technique swirled around the mast, causing the people on the deck to turn to the darkness at once.

What followed was a terrible situation on the deck, and at the same time, it was presented in front of everyone's eyes. Scattered here were all sorts of oak shards, broken ballistas, collapsed trusses and rigging. Lifeboats, horizontal.

All the stuff that has been stored on the main deck. They were all swept by the strong tentacles, and were broken into sheets and strips. Although red and black blood smeared the floor, there were not many mutilated corpses scattered to avoid a bloody hell on earth.

"It's finally over!" Barrett let out a long breath.

Captain Benjamin, who walked behind him, sighed: "Alas! It's over. ”

"Captain! There are not enough people for drain pumps! If we continue like this, we may not be able to make it up to the carpenter to repair the bottom of the ship. With such a shout, the three mates who had gone to the bilge reappeared on deck.

"What? There are not enough people for the pumps! Captain Benjamin's heart was shocked: "How many men have we lost this time?" ”

"There weren't many dead people in the cabin, but there were a lot of injuries. It's hard to get them to shake the pump. The three faces were embarrassed.

"How many didn't die? That's good, that's good! Benjamin felt half relieved of his heart of choice. Such a large three-masted sailing ship is not something that just a few people can control and sail on the seas. If too many people are lost, the inoperable ships will be able to drift with the tide. That is not much safer than a storm.

Captain Benjamin, who confirmed that there were no major losses in personnel, then asked: "Then there is no problem with the cargo!" ”

"That's fine! That damn monster's target this time was clearly not cargo. And we had previously secured those boxes and barrels very tightly, but there were problems with less than three boxes. It is completely within the range of losses limited by the Chamber of Commerce. At this time, a rare smile finally appeared on the face of the third officer.

"It's a miracle! I don't know if the profit of this one can make up for such a big deficit! Speaking of this, Captain Benjamin sighed: "I hope that the Chamber of Commerce can give more pensions to the dead sailors for the sake of protecting the goods!" ”

"Is there anything else we can help, Captain?" Barrett, who seemed to feel that the situation was wrong, hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Captain Benjamin said with a wry smile: "Our danger is not far from now. There are quite a few holes in the bottom of the ship at the moment, if they can't be fixed. We're probably going to swim to Repulse City. ”

"I'm not good at mending ships. However, I have prepared a lot of item repair scrolls. I don't know if it will come in handy. "It's about the next commission. At this time, Rielie is not stingy with her 'private money'.

"Thank you so much. We will definitely pay you the market price for the cost of the volume. Captain Benjamin said excitedly, holding Rielly's hand.

Then he turned to Barrett and cast a hopeful look: "And this Mr. Borem family." Can you please help shake the pump of our boat? There is a shortage of manpower right now. ”

"No problem! But I seem to have the sticky vinyl under my feet, otherwise it would be inconvenient to walk. As he spoke, Barrett rubbed the soles of his shoes with a washerboard.

"Shake it up, everybody!" Under the leadership of the second mate, the two hands standing with their backs to each other shook the metal rocker in front of them vigorously.

After the metal grinding sound of "crunch-crunch-", the second mate, who had not lifted it properly, lifted a tin jar and used a flat-bristled brush to put the grease inside into the bearing of the rocker.

After a few turns, the crunch became noticeably quieter, and the axle under the pull of the joystick spun much smoother. The second mate reseals the tin can. Joined the sweaty team again.

The rusted metal bearings have just been smeared with grease extracted from whales, the world's most cost-effective lubricant.

It didn't take long for the two holes in the hull to drain water one meter upstream. At first, the current was small, but it didn't take long for it to become like a tidal wave.

The water removed was quite muddy, and there was a fishy smell in it. A discerning person can tell at a glance that this is filth from the bilge sewer. And what the sailors were shaking just now was the chain pump on the ship.

This is a pump in which a leather gasket is strung on a chain and threaded through a suitably sized sealed pipe. The rocker-driven pulley pulls the chain, and the sewage that was originally in the bilge can be pumped up and discharged down the drain pipe that crosses the lower deck.

Because it is impossible to achieve complete airtightness above and below the deck of a ship. So it's not just the slabs that pass through the deck that drain the water and rainwater from the deck, but also the sewage that washes the deck. Even the deck and the wooden strips of the hull. Sometimes water seeps in. If the water is not drained regularly, it will not be long before the lower cabins will be overflowing.

In front of him, the part below the waterline was smashed by the enemy's attack. When the sea is rushing in. Then these pumps are also the lifesaver at the critical time. But if the sea seeps in as fast as it pumps. At this time, the sailors had to operate the pumps day and night to draw water until the carpenters had repaired the hole.

Because there weren't many people who could move freely, the number of people on the pair of joysticks wasn't equal — the mighty Barrett waved his arms, and one person could do at least two people's work. Thanks to the addition of this 'non-human', the originally crumbling merchant ship was able to barely float on the surface of the sea.

At the same time, the professionals in the bilge are working overtime to fill the holes with various materials. Unfortunately, there were too many holes, and the ship had too few consumables prepared in advance, so Captain Benjamin had to order the removal of some of the loaded boxes to repair the holes.

After a whole night of fighting, with the help of spells. Repairs and drainage were completed before the first rays of sunlight hit the deck the next day.

Barrett, who had been working all night in the pump room, was finally able to get out of the place full of foul air. As soon as he stepped into the cabin, he was confronted by Davina, who was under the protection of the warriors.

'Blind? No, this feeling is not your average blind person. Could it be some special ......' saw Barrett's heart skip a beat, and something suddenly flashed through his mind, 'Could it be the blind prophet of the Church of the Just Lord?' ’

Although the gods had countless spokesmen walking on the earth for them, perhaps none other than the prophets. Unwittingly, these Chosen ones became vessels of divine power, wielding powers they could not fully comprehend.

Unlike priests who serve devotionally to derive divine power from their master, prophets may have power in a variety of ways, in other words, they can receive support from all the deities with whom they share the same ideals.

Prophets do not rely on the worship of a single deity, but pay homage to all the gods who are in harmony with their beliefs. Of course, some see the power of the prophets as a gift, while others see it as a curse on the shoulders of these people—influencing the destiny of these chosen ones in unpredictable ways. (To be continued!)

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