Tilt your head up at the sails of the "Sand Gull". Both beige sails depict gray-blue sand gulls soaring with their wings outstretched, and the surname of the Blue Sea family is sewn into the lower right corner of the sail. The smaller one on both sides of the sail is noticeably older than the other, and the colors are not as bright. It has another difference. At the sharp corner of the top of the sail, which was about to be retracted, a large golden leaf was embroidered with shining gold thread, left over from an unusual mission thirteen years earlier. That voyage thirteen years ago was a glorious past that all the crew members of the old sand gull talked about, and it was also the pride of the entire Blue Sea fleet. For Yixin Blue Ocean, that wonderful voyage had a more significant meaning - it changed his life and gave him a dream to pursue. Strange to say, however, his memories of that voyage were intermittent, some of them were unusually clear, others were chaotic and blurry. Even every time I reminisce, a new or different plot will appear, like a patchwork of fiction and reality.

But he remembered the weather very well. Because, for a five-year-old who is away for the first time, it is really bad weather.

The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring down, and the roads were muddy, so my mother thought that my father would not come to pick him up, and thanked the gods for this. But Dad came back as planned. He stood in the front hall covered in mud, blaming Kui for why he hadn't dressed Yixin yet.

"The gods are above, look outside! This kind of weather can make small children on board?! Feiluo, I understand that you want to train your son, but you don't need to choose a stormy day on your first flight! He's your only son! ”

"It is precisely because he is my only son that I want him to know what a man who begs for a living at sea must deal with! If he can only sail in clear weather, can I hand over the merchant fleet to him later? ”

While wrapping her youngest son in a stormcoat, she threw angry words at her husband: "Oh, you don't worry about handing over those broken ships to Yixin, do you think I'll give my son to you with confidence?!" Let a five-year-old go out to sea in the storm, and you'll do it! What should I do if my son has a fever? You'll say, 'Go get in the rain, that's going to make you strong'!" What if your son's finger gets stuck on the steering wheel, you'll say, 'Chop it off, you have nine other fingers anyway, and we only have one steering wheel!' 'Philo Blue Sea, may the gods bless your precious merchant fleet!' If anything goes wrong with my son, I swear to Apollona that I will set fire to all your ships!" ”

Yixin saw that his mother's eyes were full of tears, he had never heard his mother speak to his father in such a tone.

Fei Luo also felt the anxiety of Xiao Wu, and his tone softened a lot: "Sailing on the sea will be his life after that, and I hope he can know that this will not only bring money, but also glory!" Therefore, he had to go on this voyage. The clouds are heading west, and we'll set sail again when the weather improves. Rest assured, I know which is more precious between the fleet and my only son. I also swear to the goddess Apollona that I will take care of him! ”

He patted his wife gently as a sign of comfort.

"Promise me that you will pray to the gods every day, okay son?" Mom said with a single-minded face in her hands.

Yixin kissed his mother's finger and nodded slightly.

His father stretched out a large, gloved hand to him, and he put his little hand in, and the two of them went out the door.

On the way to the port, the rain was still heavy, and the rain came towards them horizontally, but when they boarded the "Sand Gull", which was ready to go, the rain stopped.

Which path did they take along the way? It is safest to circumnavigate most of Lingshen Island to the north, and Feiluo, who is sailing with his son, should choose this route, but he is also likely to risk crossing the line sea in a hurry to Shield City.

I can't remember it at all.

The next scene he remembered was the harbor of Shield Harbor, and the memories were vague, perhaps because the scene was too grandiose.

Among the things he could remember was that he was amazed by the towering walls of Shield City, and the staggering number of ships moored in the wide harbor, but nothing compared to the crowds on the shore. There were many small boats full of musicians, and small bells hung from the sails and cables, and the sound of jingling bells and melodious music wafted over the harbor.

At that time, from the oarsmen's mouths, Ichishin already knew that some of the ships in the shield harbor would be selected to escort the Lord Morimori and his entourage to the Isle of War to attend the inauguration of the statue in the Champ de Mars Square. So he leaned on the bow railing and took a closer look at the neatly moored ships. He found that most of the ships were twenty or twenty-four oars with a single sloop. There was a forty-oarled twin-masted boat identical to the Sand Gull, which was hung with two white sails and a gold-winged emblem.

The crew and captains of each ship were looking forward to being chosen by the big guys, but they also knew in their hearts that the task left for them was only to transport the entourage or carry the crowd to the Isle of Mars to visit the ceremony. Because the Morimori Mamori Morimori Tempori Shrine Maiden would only choose one of the two huge forty-oared brigs as a ride.

Yixin also knew it in his heart, and he proudly thought that the "Sand Gull" would definitely win! Because he found that the rival ship had already removed the ramming angle early, probably in order to reduce the weight of the hull and carry more cargo. In contrast, the "Sand Gull", which still retains sharp iron ramming angles, exudes an unstoppable momentum that makes people awe-inspired.

As a result, with full confidence, Ichishin watched as the tall, white-haired, white-haired Morimori Master strode onto the golden-winged and white-sailed ship without hesitation.

Remembering the frustration and disappointment he felt, he immediately turned around and returned to his cabin. During the voyage to the Isle of War, he was also depressed because the "Sand Gull" was not selected.

Until that terrible storm of the sea hits.