The crew later said that it was here that the robbed Imperial three-masted galleon had been sailed from. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIt was the fastest sailing ship in Aucente, and all navies could only look at a speed that could never catch up. This is a position 500 nautical miles northeast of Ruawa Island, two weeks after the Black Shark's voyage. In fact, for the first time, Maffeo found sailing on the sea to be a fun thing.

Whether it's using the boat's boat to catch whales or using the diving bell to go into the water in search of treasure, Maffeo feels like an adventure like never before. Adrian said that there were many sunken pirate ships at the bottom of the sea, and that there might be treasure in them. Although it is only a saying, as a guy from that era, people are happy to believe his words.

The final destination of the voyage was the vineyards 1,000 nautical miles northeast of Ruawa, a small island that forms a diagonal to Ruawa. The vineyards above are surprisingly not part of the Delos Empire, which exists as a neutral island. Maffeo believed that the owner of the vineyard was a wealthy fellow who sold wine and artillery ammunition to any captains who needed it.

Sebastian served as the ship's quartermaster as first mate, and he didn't have much food to prepare before the voyage, so halfway through the voyage, he had to anchor on desert islands along the way to hunt for food. Maffeo loved meat, so he volunteered to join the hunting team. But almost all of the guys have never had any hunting experience, so the harvest is not very much after a few times.

But what worries Adrian the most is that he lacks a good man at the helm. He tries to get Maffeo to learn how to steer the ship, but Maffeo refuses to touch the rudder because he thinks the Black Shark is an untouchable aristocratic girl. In fact, he was not sure in his heart, although he had made a certain contribution to the repair of the Black Shark, he did not want to ruin other people's wealth because of his mistakes.

After several days of hard grinding, Adrian finally gave up on the idea of training Maffeo to be at the helm. Because the latter told Adrian who he was, it was indeed impossible for a person who had been exploring different places all year round to stay at the helm of the ship for a steady time. So a sight that might never have been seen on board the Black Shark appeared on board the Black Shark - the captain and first mate were arguing with each other over who was at the helm, though they were all too common. The final decision was made, with Adrian and Sebastian taking turns steering the ship two days apart. Well, at least now they don't have to worry too much.

"I believe Kohler is in that vineyard. On the second day of the third week, Adrian mentioned the name.

Sebastian was the first to react, his face changing: "How do you know?"

"Hah!" Adrian chuckled. "You think I'm an alcoholic who only sits in a cabin and drinks? If you think so, then you're very wrong. He shook his index finger.

"Okay, but he, like you and me, has retired from the sea. Although we are not content to live on land, it is unknown whether he will want to join us again. And," he said solemnly. "Don't forget, after the treaty came into force, he left us as soon as it came. ”

"Of course I do. Adrian held the rudder with one hand and kept gesturing with the other. "But that's been a long time in the past, just imagine, as long as you can sign your name on that imperial treaty, then all the evil deeds of the past will be written off, and what pirate wouldn't be tempted?"

"Then you ......" Sebastian looked a little ugly.

"Don't look at me like that, Sebastian. Adrian punched him lightly. "To be honest, I must admit that I was a little bit emotional at the time. Maybe it was just because I was young and energetic at the time that I didn't want to accept the treaty. ”

Sebastian looked at Adrian with a look that was unfamiliar to him before. "You didn't reveal your true thoughts until today. ”

"Everybody has one thing they don't want people to know, but I can't do that. Now that we're back at sea again, I feel compelled to tell my best friend the truth. ”

"That's all in the past, and now, we're back, in a different capacity. Sebastian smiled as he spread his hands.

Adrian burst out laughing, "Yes, you're right!"

Maffeo listened to all their conversations, and he didn't want to disturb them, because they were immersed in a wonderful world of their own. That's not what Maffeo derogated them for, but the shadow of himself and Marcos in them. He couldn't help but think of the time he had spent in Wille, where the only interesting thing besides the boring training and prayers was playing tricks on other well-behaved children and kind-hearted nuns and priests with Marcos.

When Maffeo arrived at the vineyards, he had set foot on the land of the island in a very sloppy manner, and a man who had been sailing on the sea for a month or so would not have had much of a look. But the locals don't seem to be aware of this sloppiness, and they have seen many captains and sailors, most of whom look like hell.

Under the arrangement of the harbour master, the Black Shark was anchored in the port of the vineyard, which has a different beauty from Aucente. The clear blue sky and the seemingly endless vineyards make up a scene that can only be seen in fairy tales, where the people are hardworking, but at the same time calculating, all thanks to the owners of the vineyards. Most of the people here are businessmen, so they'll do whatever they can to figure out the money in your purse.

Adrian and Sebastian decided to go to the tavern for a drink first, but there was no alcohol on board the Black Shark, so they endured a month without alcohol. Maffeo could understand that, although he was deeply resistant to the tavern, he believed that he had grown accustomed to the taste of wine after spending most of his life with many alcoholics.

"So, dear guest, what would you like to have?" said the tavernkeeper, standing behind the counter, respectfully.

"Two cups of agave. Adrian waved his hand.

The tavern owner cast a strange look at Maffeo who was following the two of them, "I think the gentleman behind him must also want to drink something, the sun here is very scorching, and it must be uncomfortable to sweat profusely." ”

"Uh, a glass of lemon juice. ”

"Okay. He turned around and began to prepare.

There's never a run away from the noise in the tavern, but none of the three people hate it. Although in the present, Maffeo does not hate. So they found the nearest table and sat down, and on the other side of the tavern was a group of fellows, and the foul language of all sorts of fellows resounded through the tavern one after another. Well, the guy who was surrounded couldn't see his face clearly, but he was pathetic.

"Are you sure Kohler will be here?" Sebastian asked, holding his voice down his throat.

"We can have a drink first, don't rush for a while, he'll show up sooner or later. Adrian waved his hand.

"So, this Mr. Kohler has sailed with you before?"

"Yes, he's the best foreman on the Black Shark. I've seen him go on a killing spree on an Imperial warship, fighting like a demon. To be honest, the way he wields a scimitar is a real pirate, and this dude can't even match his fighting ability. Adrian pointed at Sebastian and smiled.

"Thank you so much, Adrian. Sebastian punched him.

"Sounds like a dangerous guy. Maffeo pouted.

Adrian still smiled, "You're going to get along well with him, don't worry, he's a nice guy." ”

"I hope so. ”