It was a brig that was known as the "Sparrow", and it was nowhere near as comfortable and beautiful as Captain Drake's Madame Gold, but it was a new ship with ten sails, and when it was windy, it wouldn't be any slower than the latter— Its captain was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with broad shoulders, a burnt brown face that easily reminded him of a long-used copper coin, and a dark brown cloak with a silver medallion emblematic of Woking, he was a little suspicious and defensive, he couldn't refuse the request of the leader of the Thieves' Guild of Sharp Jaw Harbor, but he really didn't like to have such a troublesome figure on his ship.

Before the first rays of sunlight could reach the top of the mainmast, an old sailor, trusted by the captain, called the others to take their positions in front of the vertical winch for anchoring.

"Do you want to sing a song?" asked one of the sailors.

"Why don't you sing?" said his companion, "our guests will love it." ”

So a yellow-eyed sailor struck the plank under his feet viciously, and raised his head with a loud head.

"Pull the cable! It's scary!ho!"?

"Ho!" the sailors replied as they pressed their bodies against the winch rod stuck into the head of the winch, "Ho!

"Stick boys! Grab the rope!

"The flesh is torn! The shirt is torn! The back is covered with scars! It's terrible! The braids are brown and red! The back is lower! Hurry up, good boys, there is only one last lap left! All the old and young are on it together! Without exception! Pull it! Pull it tight! Scream loudly~" (Note: The poem is taken from the Internet)

They walked in circles, winches creaking and turning, anchors clanging, iron anchors wet and dragged up to deck and hung in the bow, paddlers waving oars out of sight, and under the precise command of the pilot, the sailboat slowly and calmly withdrew from the dock against the cables and ropes of the other ships, turned a quarter of a turn in the open water, and set sail for the established course.

The sun began to scorch, and the sea breeze worked hard to turn that scorching heat into wet cold, and the little finches sped happily on the calm sea, and the sharp jaw harbor was soon left behind.

"Sir. ”

The unplanned guest withdrew his gaze into the distance, he was reclining on the side of the ship in a relaxed and casual manner, his cloak tucked behind his shoulders, his white robe shining like a handful of ice and snow in the bright light, but the black eyes were more peaceful and serene than before he left the port, the captain did not know why he had such strange thoughts, but it was true, he preferred to talk to this man rather than the other.

"Sir," repeated the captain, "where would you like to dine, your room, or mine?" he leaned slightly, bowed to his passengers, and hid his hands under his short cloak.

The captain's cabin was the largest on the ship, and besides his bedroom, there was a living room outside for meetings and meals for all the crew, and the mage's single cabin was originally a first mate, with a window, which could be said to be neat and comfortable when cleaned up, but it was so narrow that it could barely fit a bed and a table that could only hold two arms, and if he wanted to eat in his room, he would have to make good use of his knees.

"Your room. He pulled out the magic pendant that had once belonged to the owner of the blunt-headed tavern (it had been used by thieves to settle part of the arrears), the faint light did not stand out in the sunlight, but the eleventh jewel had changed from deep sea blue to cornflower blue. It was a little early for lunch, but it occurred to the mage that this might be the captain's intention, and it would be a good thing for him, the captain and the crew, to allow this uninvited guest to eat quietly and alone.

Just as the captain and spellcaster were walking on the bumpy deck, the lookout on the headmast suddenly shouted loudly: "Northeast and north, whales, two!"

Then his colleagues followed closely and shouted, "Tohoku, three, killer whales!"

"North Weidong, one, killer whale!"

"Dongwei South, killer whales, four!"

"I beg your pardon. The captain said, putting on his hat, pulling a telescope out of his pocket and walking to the side of the ship to observe the situation behind.

"With all due respect," said his passenger, "humans don't seem to be on the whales' prey lists." ”

"Yes," said the captain, "but they are good at playing, chasing, ramming, or overturning—especially when the majority of the whales are males, and like human children running through the streets, they chase one after the other day and night, without scruples, screaming and jumping, not caring about what they hit or what they are hit—they can crush or tear an entire dinghy or dhow at once." ”

"Where's the big ship?"

“...... Three- and four-masted ships may not be overturned, but they will still be knocked out of the cracks," said the captain, "and they can even cut through the lead plates." And they're big and heavy, even if it's a four-hundred-foot-long five-masted ship, or the length of ten killer whales, not to mention narwhals, baleen whales, and blue whales," he shook his head, "and you have to be respectful and cautious about these big guys." ”

With that, he put his fingertips close to the corners of his forehead and apologized again before leaving.

- I think he still likes me a little.

- Every living creature will be willing to approach you, said the lich, and of course, the positive energy that reshapes this body never leaves, it still swells in your blood and marrow, warm and bright as disgusting.

- What about the attack on Sharp Jaws?

- The lich let out a loud mockery, and I think they're already gentle with you, and he says, you know, that you have the same stinking smell as the nosy white-robed priests and paladins.

- Is it the same as you?—The Otherworldly Soul smiled, he wasn't the kind of fool who would only endure a counterattack, and he knew that this would keep the lich quiet for a long time.

The lich fell silent, and he let out a bitter sneer and sank into the depths of his consciousness.

Before the mage's magic pendant could pass two squares, the killer whale and the whale had already caught up with the "Little Sparrow", it was easy to distinguish them, the whale spewed out a very high column of water, only one bunch, while the water column of the killer whale was much lower and spread out in all directions, and compared to the calm and steady gray whale, the black and white killer whale was much more lively. They leap and glide from trough to wave, chattering and chirping, bumping into each other's bodies, kissing each other, somersaulting in the air, striking huge waves with their tails, spinning in circles, touching their noses, in short, they can play any trick that humans can think of.

The otherworldly soul was fascinated by almost everything in front of him, and in his own world, only professionals and the rich had the privilege of observing free and wild killer whales at such close distance—several orcas could be said to be swimming close to the hull of the Sparrow, oars just a stone's throw away, and their companions jumping out of the water and falling back at a short distance, the waves that stirred up the waves that made the ship swing back and forth like a top.

The sailors were amazed to see that he could move along the sloping and rocking deck with the same ease as they did, and a large barrel full of apples broke free from the rope, and it bounced on the deck, the lid shattered, and the apples rolled everywhere—until the guests of the Little Sparrow grasped the rings welded to the barrel hoops accurately.

The yellow-eyed sailor rushed up to help him lift and hold the heavy barrel up, and when they came face to face, the mage saw fear in those yellow eyes in bewilderment, and the sailors shouted in unison.

No one could figure out when their passengers had turned around, and everything happened in the blink of an eye - a near-adult orca cub jumped out of the water, while another, twice its size, jumped right after it, and when the baby killer whale jumped to the highest point and was about to fall, the adult killer whale accurately topped its belly, and the baby killer whale jumped up a second time, in the air, directly towards the Little Sparrow.

It didn't leave much time for the mage to think, all he could rely on was the experience and reflexes that this body had accumulated over the past hundred years.

Amazingly, he seemed to be free from the confines of his body, but he could still feel all the subtleties, he could look deeply into the slightly open mouth, admire the pale gray-red tongue and the number of dotted teeth, he could smell the smell of tuna and octopus, he could find a broadleaf algae on the black front fin, he could feel his body falling backwards along the line of the killer whale's pounce, he raised his arm, ten fingers dug deep into the thick fat of its upper abdomen, he breathed calmly— Under the terrible pressure of nearly 10,000 pounds, it even tilted the entire ship completely to the left, and the left side of the ship was submerged in the water, knowing that he was pushing the behemoth, using the force of its leap to avoid the most important mainmast and sail.

The killer whale passed between the mainmast and the bow mast, tore half of the nose jib, took away the signal slings and a few sail cables between the two masts, and swept away a sailor who could not dodge, breaking four ribs, but the damage was negligible compared to the disaster it might have caused.

Everyone else was busy grabbing whatever they could, and every swing of the Sparrow would bring one side of the ship closer to the water. The only person who could see the whole thing clearly was the yellow-eyed sailor, who looked at the mage in amazement, and the mage simply grabbed him and tied him to the fixed apple bucket so that he wouldn't fall into the sea in a trance, and then shook his finger at him and walked to the broadboard.

- Look, it likes you, the lich gloated.

- You climbed up here to talk about this?

- That's right. The lich said, "Well, I haven't crawled."