The episode passed quickly, and when April stuck out her tongue and ran away, Morris lost his excuse to be lazy. He followed the other sailors up and down. Wipe down the deck, raise and lower the noose. Carrying cargo in the cabin, putting away heavy, worn-out sails when headwinds, and paddling sweaty at the bottom of the boat.

He had to wait until the sailors had finished breakfast to take over the work before he had time to fill his hungry stomach.

In fact, he was only cared for by the crew on the first day he was rescued, and after that he did the same job as them.

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On July 7, the day after the storm, Morris did not wake up until noon.

At that time, he did not realize that he had been rescued. No sooner had he opened his eyes—before the visual signals were fed back to his brain—he heard the little girl's scream, "He's awake! he's awake!" and then the babbling of a bunch of people came into his ears, apparently speculating on his identity.

When he finally realized that he was lying in a stinking shop, a big man with a black beard blasted everyone else out - leaving only the little girl.

The big man slapped Morris on the shoulder, and he bit the cork open with his smoky yellow teeth, and handed him a bottle of wine. The big man shouted: "Good young man, it is luck to survive!"

And the little girl looked at him with sparkling eyes, as if she was very curious about his experience.

They are Peters and their daughters.

Last night's stormy waters were not far from the route of the Edin Beauty, and the draft of this merchant ship was not comparable to that of a small escape ship. But even so, the "Edin Beauty" was still trembling in the big waves. Even an experienced old captain like Peters had lingering fears.

From April's excited description. Only then did Morris know that it was thanks to the little girl that he was saved. Peters, for his part, told Morris that he was found lying on a reef at the surface of the sea, soaked, unconscious, and full of nonsense.

"You said the merfolk! you said the merfolk saved you!" added April, gleefully.

Oh, my God!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Morris in the head. His muddy mind came alive. He finally remembered the figure he had seen before he drowned, the lower half of the body that happily parted the waves, not a fishtail or something?

"Go, go! What a mermaid. But before Morris could seize the opportunity to ask, Peters tapped April's forehead with dissatisfaction, "How many times have I told you, don't pester the crew to listen to the story." ”

"That's what he said!" Aprile covered her head in a huff, and then asked Morris, "Did you say that?"

"I ...... Maybe I had a dream, little sister April. Morris laughed wryly. He didn't go around preaching the habit of what he had experienced. Moreover......

The merfolk didn't seem to want to cross paths with him. Otherwise, Morris thought, why didn't TA wait until he woke up to leave?

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Peters then inquired about Morris's identity and the ship he was on. Morris had to explain half-truths, he hid his identity as a nobleman and magician, and he also had reservations about his experience on the "Beer Barrel", he only said that he was a serious man who had boarded a pirate ship by mistake and escaped by releasing a small boat at night. I didn't expect to encounter a shipwreck......

Peters' face did not change, and Morris could not tell how much he believed the story. But he didn't debunk it, apparently acquiescing that Morris could stay on his ship.

This made Morris breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise where should he go in this vast sea?

But what he never expected was that April held a grudge against him for refusing to admit that he was talking in his sleep. The little girl went around preaching to the energetic sailors:

"Morris said he was saved by a mermaid, and he said the mermaid put him on the reef and left!

"What, mermaid, this boy thinks he's a prince, and he's been rescued by a mermaid!" the bored sailors laughed. Overnight, the nickname "The Little Prince" was decided.

After all, he has a fair complexion, unlike the dark-skinned sailors who often bask in the sun, and this nickname is still two or three points appropriate for his head.

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The merchant ship "Edin Beauty" was on its way to the neighboring country of Anenpo, and Merris simply settled on board.

Unlike Gregory's "Beer Barrel". It was a serious merchant ship, and the cargo on the hold was spices and cloth. The sailors were sunny and optimistic young men.

From the sea, the stern of the ship is covered with Navarre's red-backed gold-rimmed griffin flag, and on the mainmast is the flag of the "Edine Beauty", with the seal of the port lord, Count Mistin.

Boss Peters was pleased with the labor that he had brought in for free. This young man was not in poor health, and after drowning, he did not have a high fever, nor did he have sequelae of respiratory organs caused by choking on water. On the second day of boarding, you can walk on the noose like a seasoned sailor.

The only regret is that this young man always likes to talk about things and trick little girls. When I first caught it, I muttered about some mermaid mermaid.

Boss Peters smacked his lips and decided to educate him properly after breakfast. Most of Navarre's sea seekers are superstitious, and there is no shortage of legends on the sea. One of Peters' rules for running a boat is: say less weird things and do more things, so that you can get less entangled in weird things.

He lost his wife in middle age, and April was his most cherished youngest daughter. He had been at sea for many years, and he couldn't worry about April, so he simply brought her to the ship.

He had feared that the sailors would be dissatisfied. After all, bringing women on board is one of Fren's oldest taboos. Even pirate leaders who don't have a murder plan rarely do this. But what I didn't expect was that this eccentric little girl was very likable to everyone, and she got along with these reckless men in a few days.

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Breakfast was dry hard bread and a little orange. The main time for sailors to improve their meals was dinner. At that time, these young people with too much energy will think of getting some fish.

Morris did not resist this humble breakfast, although he had been a nobleman for more than ten years, his soul was that Murphy who had eaten in prison.

Boss Peters did not see his aristocratic status, he only suspected that Morris had been an apprentice to a merchant and had learned to write and calculate, so he did not give him any special treatment. After all, after the storm, the aristocratic clothes that Morris wore when he left home had been buried at sea. He was now wearing a linen jumper of poor workmanship, as if he had cut out a sack and slipped it in, just like the sailors.