"You two are crazy!" said Root, anxiously taking control of the rudder himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Vera smiled and bent down, "Isn't that interesting?"

"Alright, it's time for us to go, hurry up and hoist those damn sails for me. Rout shouted orders to the crew, and the rain was already beating on everyone's heads, and the storm almost covered the sea.

The Sage's Horn drove over the rough seas, and the lightning and thunder that streaked across the sky made it a nightmarish sight. In an instant, torrential rain poured down. The raging wind beat against the ship, and to them the Sage's horn was as small as a baby in swaddling clothes. As long as they wanted to, it couldn't have been easier to keep the ship in complete company with the creatures of the sea.

"No, no, no, it's not a good situation. Root shook his head and looked at the waves that were raging in front of him. "Damn, it's a mad dog wave!" he shouted to the crowd on board.

Vera was still smiling, and she seemed to think that what had happened so far was just the result of her prank. Fett wiped the rain from her hair with her hands, and then poured it on Vera's face. "You've always been like this, Vera. ”

"What's not to do?" Vera laughed, splashing Fitt with the rain as well.

"You two, you'd better get down for me, if you don't want to fall into the sea!" said Root, stopping the two of them from fighting, as he was about to steer the ship head-on over the oncoming mad dog wave.

At this time, the two of them finally stopped their crazy actions, and they also knew the power of the mad dog wave, so they clung to every wooden fence around them, and hoped that these things would not rot under the storm.

The impact angle at the bow of the ship had already touched the waves, and in just a split second, most of the crew's bodies had lost their center of gravity with the ship and fell to the ground. They cursed at each other, pushed the guys who were pressing on them away, and then struggled to find shelter.

Most of the Sage's hull had already crossed the mad dog waves, and the water that almost hit the deck head-on swept everyone over, but luckily the Sage's side was very strong, otherwise only sharks would have awaited them. Unmoved by the water, Root continued to frantically spin the rudder of the ship and manipulate the effects of the wind on the ship.

When the bow of the ship suddenly smashed into the sea, Root knew that he had escaped the mad dog wave this time. No captain expects to encounter more mad dog waves, and in fact, for them, successfully crossing the mad dog waves is a victory in itself, and Rout is no exception.

"Alright, boys, it looks like luck is on our side. Rutte breathed a sigh of relief.

Cursing and cheers rang out one after another, and they were all rejoicing in their lives.

Vera rubbed her head, her head hitting an ammo box under the massive impact just now. At the moment, she was trying to reduce the pain. Fett on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud, and to be honest, she rarely saw Vera like this, so she decided that it was indeed a very funny thing.

All the while, Ludmila watched from the sidelines of this dangerous and crazy thing. She hadn't vented her anger at Rutter as she had done most of the time, and as much as she wanted to, something else had come to her mind now.

The Sage's Horn finally sailed out of the stormy area, and everything seemed to be quiet. The moonlit sea was still so beautiful, and Fett and Vera were watching it all from their hands on the side of the boat, as they had done so many times. Although they had just been through a storm, they were now as relaxed as if they were truly on a merchant ship.

After handing over the rudder to the helmsman, Rout came to the two of them. "So, how?"

"Isabella wasn't there. Vera replied simply.

"That means we're wrong. Rutte said helplessly.

Fett shook his head, "But I found a letter of plan there with something about the Celestial Realm. ”

Rout was a little surprised, "That's really surprising, anyway, at least we didn't make a trip in vain." ”

"Wait, I remember Sky City has access to the Celestial Realm, right?" Vera asked suddenly, turning sideways, as if she had thought of something.

Root nodded, "That's true, it's indeed a passage to connect the Celestial Realm and Arad. However, after Bakar's rule, no one knows what the top of the tower looked like. ”

"It's strange every time you mention Bakar, I think there's some reason for that, I know. Vera leaned in and whispered, which made Root's face look a little ugly.

"It doesn't matter to you or me, Vera, it's not something to be worth paying attention to. ”

"Of course I know, but I just hope you don't lead us to some abyss from which we will never recover. Vera still whispered.

"I can guarantee that we're in this group, okay?" said Rult, with his hands downward, making a reassuring motion.

Vera nodded, "That's better true." ”

For the two of them often and habitually whispering, Fett has always learned not to pay attention to them. For her, maybe the content of the chat will be something important, but leadership has never been her forte.

"When I get back, I'll go to Freya for an answer. Fett said to the two.

Vera put her arms around Fit's neck and leaned into her ear and said, "Thank you so hard, sweet little sister." ”

"Okay, okay, I think we should go change our clothes, or we're going to catch a cold. Fett whispered, then broke free of Vera's hands.

"It's so thoughtful. Vera followed.

As the sun rose on the west coast, the Sage's Horn slowly sailed into that quiet corner of the harbor. Just as at the time of departure, only a few people noticed the Sage's Horn, which looked indistinguishable from a normal merchant ship. Although the side gun of the door was exposed at this time, no one was surprised. Since the Empire's maritime treaties came into force, many former pirates have turned to business.

Marcos strolled down the streets of the West Coast, wanting to relax after all that had happened last night. He even forgot to go to the auction house to retrieve his weapons and money bag until his stomach began to protest.

"I should go get a bite to eat, the hell the auction house is ......" Marcos turned his head to spot Fett staring at him behind him. If it weren't for the change of clothes, maybe Marcos would have laughed at Fett's look of a chicken in the soup last night.

"Hi. Marcos said hello. "Nice to meet you. ”

Fett looked strangely at Marcos' tattered trench coat and the congealed blood on his body, and she could already guess what had happened to Marcos last night. "Are you okay? You look a little bad. ”

"It's not bad at all, because it was a trap, and I'm glad you didn't come with me. Marcos smiled and spread his hands.

"Wow, that looks like I won. Fett tossed a roll of bandages to Marcos and pointed to his left arm. "Look at that, Mr. Ghost God of the Stinking Gutter. ”

Marcos looked down at the bandage around his left arm, the blood staining it grim. He looked up and smiled, "Well, thank you for the taunt. Also, thank you for your concern, ma'am. ”