The Rope of the Sea God is certainly no stranger to sailors who walk on the sea all year round, and even if they have not seen this famous curse of the sea with their own eyes, they will still get information about it in the tavern or the chatter of old sailors. Unlike other sea rumors, the Poseidon Rope is one of the few things that is indeed recognized by everyone as a real existence, and there is even a rubbing painting on the tavern in Lost Heart Bay that is treasured by the boss, which is said to have been extended from a certain unlucky ghost who was claimed by the Poseidon.

That being said, this does not mean that sailors have taken the Poseidon's Rope lightly, and this curse is superstitiously considered a very ominous sign in navigation. It means that the ship has sailed into the sea where mortals should not sail, so the sea god will send a curse on the crew as a warning. Now that they saw the large number of intricate and strange patterns on Lothar's body, the sailors began to whisper uneasily. Even the usually calm first mate grinned into the captain's ear, "Sir, should we throw him back into the sea?"

The captain sniffed, and instead of answering his crew at once, he walked over to Lothar's side and sniffed the latter's body with the side of his scimitar, taking a closer look. "Why do we call this thing the Poseidon's Rope?" he said suddenly, leaving the sailors around him scratching their heads.

"It's because this thing will strangle people to death like a sling. The first mate seemed to understand what the captain meant, and walked over as well. The man, who was nearly two laps stronger than the captain, tore the earl's clothes directly, revealing the distribution of muscles and more lines under the latter's clothes that did not match his status as a sailor.

"Then this thing is not the Seagod's Rope, if you want to say that, it should be called the Seagod's Armor. If you look at these lines, if this kid didn't tattoo them himself, then they didn't mean to hang him at all. The captain said, standing up, as if certain was something. He turned to his crew and said, "The sea god didn't plan to kill him, or we wouldn't have picked him up." He is not cursed, he is blessed by the ocean, and we who pick him up will share this blessing. ”

In just two sentences, the uneasiness in the crew disappeared, and they even became excited because of the ethereal blessing of the sea god. After all, there is no sailor who is not superstitious in the helpless sea, and how to explain those phenomena that go beyond common sense to guide the superstitions of his subordinates is also the ability that the captain must master. After completing the work of pacifying, the captain whispered to the first mate, "Take these two men to my room, return the personal belongings to them, and forget the weapons first." ”

"Understood, sir. Do you want the ship doctor to see this man? There are so many fractures on his body that I'm afraid there will be problems when carrying him. ”

"Look at the shit! That bastard knows about amputation except for drinking and making us eat fruit! If it weren't for the fact that he knew how to stop the bleeding, I would have let him feed the fish. ”

The first mate shrugged his shoulders, having been quite skeptical of the captain's role on board since his leg had been amputated in one of the naval battles. However, the fact is that there are no serious doctors on such ships, and even if there were, the scarcity and rudimentary life at sea did not provide enough supplies and places for professional medical professionals to use their skills, considering that stitching up wounds on a bumpy deck was very different from being in a quiet operating room. "You, you, you guys, carry these two men with me to the captain's quarters. Keep your hands and feet clean, don't look like you've never seen a woman. The first mate beckoned a few sailors who were more careful to help, and he didn't forget to remind him. This is also something that can't be helped, in Heartless Bay, even the wandering warblers are much harder than their counterparts in other regions. And all because of the natural rejection of men by the witch groups that rule the city.

After dealing with the three freshly fished goods, the captain finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he squinted at the front of the ship, and could already faintly see some land peeking out under the receding water. This is a good sign and means that Heartbreaker Bay is about to see the light of day. But it was also a kind of urging for him to be the first to land in Heartless Bay after the low tide, and he and his boat had to be faster. "Little cubs, all of you, listen up, this time we have come in from this forbidden area in order to be the first to land! As long as we can succeed, then we will have no business to do in the past few years, and you will be able to get whatever you want when the time comes!" the cheers and the uplifting response began to echo before the captain's words fell.

Regarding the so-called first landing, this is actually a long-standing tradition in Heartless Bay. As a gathering place for sailors, pirates, and merchants, the people of Lost Heart Bay have always attached great importance to the development of seafaring technology. On the one hand, this has contributed to the development of shipbuilding technology here, and on the other hand, it has also made seafarers with skilled seafaring skills the most sought-after talents. There may be many ways for a seasoned sailor to judge a seaman, but for the merchants, the empirical criteria are too vague and they want a clearer selection threshold. As a result, some discerning businessmen thought that the sea conditions after the low tide of each tsunami were extremely complicated, and many captains would wait for the end of the low tide before returning to the sea for safety. However, at low tide, there are people who return to Lost Heart Bay early for various reasons, and those who arrive alive in such situations often have excellent sailing skills. Over time, merchants began to be more willing to establish cooperative relations with such captains and ships, and in this connection, if they were lucky enough to be the first ship to return to Lost Heart Bay at low tide, they would become the object of everyone's pursuit, and they would come to their door every day without you having to find business and money.

This was the captain's idea. He knows what the impact of his short legs will make, and while he can still rely on prosthetic limbs to support him, it's not a long-term solution. In another three or five years at most, his right leg will be completely incapacitated, and a sailor who has lost his ability to sail has no value in Lost Heart Bay. So what he wants to do is to make a lot of money before he becomes such a waste, and then use the money to buy a manor in the surrounding countries, and then sit back and relax. This landing plan was the best plan he could think of. For this reason, he even said that he had moved his crew to cross the seas that were strictly forbidden to sail by this part of the witch group, in order to get closer to victory than the other peers who peeked into the first throne.

The sea breeze calmed down, and the wind direction was favorable to the boat. The captain regained his grip on the wooden steering wheel, looked at the crew on deck, and shouted in a broken voice, "Put the mainsail down! Since the sea god has sent us a sign, let the sea breeze give us a ride! This time, we will definitely be the richest sailors in the whole of Heartless Bay!"

"Roar! Roar!" the song reverberated through the mouths of the seafarers, whose movements made the whole ship feel like a whole, and under the leadership of the captain as the brain, they found their way back and began to move quickly towards the goal. The captain felt the sea breeze on his chest, and the smile on his lips rose irrepressibly, and he almost saw the indignation on the faces of the others when they saw their own flags planted on the shore early when they landed.

But just as the ship was moving smoothly along its course, several black dots approached from the sky in the distance of them. It's one of several forbidden areas that the witches have drawn up for unknown reasons, but there is a rumor that there are clues to the witches' secret fortress hidden in these forbidden areas. So these no-go areas are also called, the witches' backyards.

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。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors