Before he knew it, Ksmed fell asleep. It didn't take long for a cacophony of voices above to wake up Kersmerd. He snapped his eyes open and saw that it was still dark, but he could clearly feel that the ship was moving, and it should be that the ship was starting to sail. The continuous darkness has kept him immersed in a kind of foggy and dreamlike feeling. It wasn't until a certain moment after the ship had set sail for a long time that it suddenly disappeared.

At this time, he suddenly had an inexplicable foreboding, as if something was wrong. He sat up straight like lightning from his lying state, facing the darkness ahead, his eyes open and closed. He knew that he was moving away from the Nest and was heading for Sagos, but at the moment he couldn't help but worry about whether he would be able to get to Sagos smoothly and safely.

; With all his might, he wrestled with the rising fear in his body, and he kept telling himself, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Sagoth must be coming! Everything will be fine when you get to Sagoth!" But it was useless, and one of Ksmurd's hearts was filled with darkness and boundless loneliness in this cabin, which made him extremely depressed. He was going to a distant place that was almost unknown to him, and he felt lonely like never before, as if his destiny was being controlled by an invisible hand in the darkness.

At such a moment, Minded, who was deep in the darkness, suddenly seemed to see Marit's eyes, flashing in front of him like stars, and emitting a fierce light, piercing the darkness in front of him. Sensed that he was looking at Marit at this moment, just as he had been in the past, and no amount of darkness could keep him from it. In such an illusion, the uneasiness and fear in Kersmoed's heart instantly subsided a lot. Finally, he gradually fell asleep again.

It was a long time, and Korsmod had no idea how long it had been, for there was no finger in the cabin, and there was nothing to judge day or night. Once, he woke up and habitually nibbled on a few mouthfuls of bread and wanted to take a few sips of water, but accidentally took the wrong bottle and drank something from a bottle that was not his own. Every time he drank the contents of the bottle, it was difficult for him to stay awake. He found that he soon wanted to sleep after drinking it, but it tasted good, a little heavy, but not unpleasant, and he could sleep a little longer after a few sips. There is no doubt that this is exactly what wine is.

Presenter would sometimes tell himself that Sagoth had already arrived, and that he would end the voyage and reach Sagoth by climbing to the door, opening the door and walking a few steps, and meeting people. But he finally didn't rush out, because after being discovered, the consequences were unimaginable.

Later, he was discovered by accident, completely unexpectedly, and in his sleep he heard someone calling out to him, and it was not until he suddenly woke up that he heard a voice over his head asking, "Do you hear me? Who are you kid? What are you doing here? Where did you come from?"

Germerd jumped up like lightning, but had no intention of running away. In the dim light of a candlestick he saw the man in a sailor's suit, with a broad body and a bushy beard on his big round face. The man was a typical Nord in terms of physique and appearance, which made his heart relax a little when he mentioned his throat. Keeping his composure, he replied, "My name is Kosmeer, and I'm on the boat in the Woche!"

The sailor was so surprised that he opened his mouth to scream, but suddenly changed his mind, as if he had some scruples, and at last he did not dare to cry out. He seemed to want to talk to Kersmod first, but even he didn't understand why he had so quickly lifted the necessary guard against the strange boy in front of him. Probably because the eyes of the boy in front of him were too straightforward—the eyes were round and large, and by a little dim light, they could reflect a very bright luster, like stars, and the undisguised kindness and integrity in them would make him think that they were the most harmless eyes he had ever seen in his life.

He thought he should have someone catch him under the sun, and he took a candlestick, and by the light he saw the black and white eyes of Axmerd, and knew at once that he could not do it, because there was a certain expectation in those eyes, which seemed to want him to call someone, without the slightest fear, as if he were here as he should be. And this sailor, although he is a member of this ship, for some reason he came here secretly at the moment. Therefore, when he found that Kesmerd was so calm and weak-hearted, he panicked.

The sailor thought that Ksmund was dying, but shook his head to shake the feeling away. Before his grandfather died, his eyes seemed to be exactly the same as those of Kersmer. Of course, it is possible that he felt wrong. First of all, his grandfather's eyes were brown, but Kersmed's was so weak that it was hard to see clearly, black, or very deep blue.

Even to the sailor's own surprise, he said the first thought that came to his mind: "Did you drink my wine?"

"Yes, because I've run out of water in my bottle. I didn't know it was wine, thank you. Kersmund looked at the sailor calmly, and if he dared to scream just now, Kersmer would have grabbed him by the neck with a thunderous blow, suffocating him before he could scream.

The sailor shook his head, as if talking to himself and whispering to Kersmord, "You drank my wine, but said you didn't know what it was, and then thanked me as if it weren't theft?" and, to his bewilderment, Kersmer was so calm now, that when ordinary people were caught doing bad things, they would just run away, drill everywhere, and desperately find a place to escape, but Germerd stood still so frankly, and looked at you with such blunt eyes.

"What did you want to do when you climbed into our boat, or where did you want to go?" he could only ask.

"Sagoth. Kersmund replied briefly.

"Yes, we'll probably start to return to Sagoth when we arrive at our destination this time, oh, well, I think I should hand you over to the captain, or to those people......" The sailor seemed to hesitate, however, the sailor knew he couldn't, as if something he had scruples was holding him back.

When Ekmerd heard him, he asked with a little panic, "What? After arriving at your destination this time? Didn't you go to Sargos from the Woche? I saw the word Sagoth written on the stern of your ship, and you were in the Woche at the time, doesn't that mean that your next voyage is to Sagos?"

The sailor was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what was going on, and he couldn't help laughing, and said: "Boy, I think you have made a mistake in something! First of all, we must be sure that our ship does belong to Sagos, and after we arrive at our destination this time, we will definitely set sail back to Sagos, but it is not as you think, Sagos is the only place we can go, and the continent of Calradia is not only the two towns of Woche and Sagos have ports!"

"And where are you going this time?" asked Korsmund quickly.

"The Riva is there, and it's almost there!" said the sailor, pressing his right hand against a club-like object tied to his waist, as if hesitating to strike at Kersmoed. "Oh, that's bad!" said Kersmed, propped himself on a nearby box, as if to keep his body from tipping over. The result was so unexpected that he was overwhelmed for a moment.

He knew that Rivache was the town north of the Virginia Snow Field, the northernmost town of the Virginia Kingdom, the eastern neighbor of the Nord Kingdom, and the northernmost town of the Calradia continent, and the Sagos he wanted to go to, one in the north and the other in the south, far away, he never expected that he would come to this place. The ship did not cross the great bay from Wocheze to the south and reach Sagos, as he had hoped, but made a great circle north along the peninsula of Wocheze, and then turned east to Živačetze.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he was so excited when he saw the word "Sagoth" written on this ship that he could no longer calm down and think calmly, he might not have made such a mistake. Although he was young, he had always been intelligent and cautious, and he rarely made mistakes in this mindset, but he did not expect to make such a serious mistake this time.

At that time, he only had Sagoth in his eyes, and he was anxious to get to Sagoth as soon as possible from the nest car, so that he could start to change his fate as soon as possible. He had long since become blind and fell into a desperate frenzy. After thinking back and discovering this, Kersmoud couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in an instant. From then on, Minded learned his lesson and began to remind himself that he would no longer make decisions lightly because of impulses and enthusiasm, except in some unexpected situations that required him to act decisively, and that he had to think twice before acting.

The sailor frowned as he watched as Minded had entered a state of godlessness due to panic and remorse, and was visibly completely defenseless against the others. He knew that even if Kersmord had the physical fitness and fighting skills of the Nord royal guards at the moment, in this state, even an ordinary peasant could knock a wooden stick on his head impartially and knock him unconscious. If the wooden stick were replaced with a butcher's knife, then Kersmer's brain would have to be cut open in an instant like a watermelon. The sailor was confident in his own skills, and it was not a problem to deal with one or more ordinary peasants. He looked at Korsmead for a moment, unmoved, perhaps calculating how many ordinary peasant sieges he himself could repel at most.

Suddenly, he jerked out a hand and struck at Kersmer.

He was sure that he only needed one punch to knock the unsuspecting Kersmerd to the ground, but instead of punching, he grabbed the hand that was holding the box with one hand, and then pulled the Sharpmer's hand away from the box, while muttering, "Don't touch these boxes!

"What valuables, who?" said Kersmer, retracting the hand and absentmindedly.

"Before they loaded the boxes onto our ship, some soldiers in charge of logistics supervision at the port of Wocheze opened and inspected the boxes one by one, and I was on the side at the time and saw that the boxes contained a large number of stone and wood carvings that could not hide anything. I really don't see where these stone and wood carvings are valuable, except that they are a little strangely shaped, but those people say that these are valuables, and that we don't understand, and that we should not ask too much, and we should not touch these items. The soldiers examined the stone and wood carvings and found nothing wrong, and we, the boatmen and sailors, could not say anything more, so we let them carry the boxes onto the ship. ”

"I don't know where those people came from. All I remember is what they told us again and again after they loaded the boxes onto the ship. They said we must not touch these boxes, and if anything went wrong with the contents of these boxes, they would be unkind to us, including our captain. Listening to their tone at that time, it seemed that even if they killed us, it was as simple as drinking wine and eating meat, and it was pleasant. Hmph! They rely on the strength of the crowd to be so arrogant. The sailor said this, as if suddenly aware of something serious, and his tone became alarmed, "Boy, you didn't do anything with these boxes when you were here alone, did you?"

"No!" Sensed replied affirmatively, shaking his head.

The sailor seemed relieved, regained his composure, and said, "It's good if not! Their bastards won't even allow us to enter this cabin easily, as if the ship had really become theirs." Finally, I waited until today's good day, and all those bastards went to drink and gamble, and no one was patrolling around the door, so I could take this opportunity to stealthily, bah, this is our ship, what a bunch of bastards! I came in openly and stole here, well, I admit to stealing, after all, our captain doesn't allow it, yes, I'm here to steal wine and drink! When I first found you, I thought you were one of theirs, but then I realized that I had never seen you before. I've remembered the ugly faces of those bastards since they got on board in Sagoth. Besides, you kid occupies a good position for drinking that originally belonged to me, aren't you really afraid that I will beat you?"

"You say there's going to be people patrolling the door, why didn't I see anyone outside the door when I came in?" said Kersmurd, thoughtfully.

The sailor said, "Maybe you're lucky, you kid, and you slipped in just when they didn't see you." Or, are you on a boat in a nest?"

"Yes, I was on the boat in the Wocheze, and I was on the shore during the day when I heard someone on your boat say that it would sail early tomorrow morning, and then I got on board in the middle of the night. Germund replied truthfully.

"That's right, it seems that the bastards bought a large amount of linen from Sagoth at a low price before they came aboard the ship, and then loaded it onto our ship, which filled the cabin at the time. When they arrived at the wok, they brought all the linen ashore and sold it. I thought they would buy a large amount of salt at a low price in Woche and then ship it back to Sagoth and sell it. This round trip route is the most profitable and the most expensive trade route I have seen. ”

The sailor paused, and continued: "But what they brought back to the ship from the nest cart were about twenty large boxes. When they brought the boxes to the ship, they warned us not to touch them, let alone open them and move the stone and wood carvings. Next, they said that their next destination was Riva Cheze, and the next day, they would sail. You must have been on the ship the night before, for they had only begun to take possession of the place after the next day, when we had all reached the sea, and had sent men to patrol the door, and forbade us to come here. They're such a bunch of bastards ......."

At that moment, a jumble of footsteps sounded outside the hatch, causing the sailor to stop his grumbling at once.