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The port is a little hot in the middle of summer, but not hot.

New Delania is located at the northernmost point of the ice-free line and is a natural harbor. Like most of the great ports of the New World of this era, the city's harbor was not too busy.

On normal days, there are only a dozen or so large sailing ships moored in the harbor, which is not enough for a fraction of the ports in the old continent.

As long as it is not loading and unloading, the elven galleon "Emperor Cleon" is anchored in the near sea at a distance from the dock.

The captain of the ship's sailors, as usual, lay on his chaise longue and lazily hid in the shade of the mainmast's sails.

"I really want to go ashore......"

The sailors on board, most of them, went on leave on shore. It's not that he doesn't want to go—it's just that, as a captain of the marines, he has to be on deck for at least twelve hours a day.

That's his job.

"It's boring, the bones are rusty. How long will it take?"

The man touched the elven rapier hanging from his right waist, it was his favorite weapon. This slender and elastic weapon with a sword body is not very powerful, it can only poke holes in the opponent's body, and the skill and ornamentation are higher than the actual combat value, but he feels that this weapon is full of elven elegance and delicacy, and it is the most suitable weapon for him.

He had always longed for the natural grace and grace of a true elf.

He wasn't an elf, but a half-elf - like most sailor captains. Over the past hundred years, with the massive influx of humans into the elven harbor, half-elves and half-blood elves have become a large race. Neither elves nor humans want to accept them, but they can't deny the excellence of these half-breeds. A large number of Pioneers came from among them, and these half-elves formed the core of the St. Sen Fleet and the Interprovincial Fleet.

However, even this semi-decorative weapon was enough to make his reputation spread among the far sea fleet.

It is said that the spike in the left hand of "Throatpiercer" Reneade Caecarwy will stab an enemy in the throat three times out of ten.

"Someone asked to board the ship!" the news came down from the watchtower and reached his ears.

The half-elf slowly sat up from the recliner and asked, "Is it the one we were waiting for?"

"Well, our sailors lead the way. ”

"Then let them board the ship. The dinghy should come up, right? ”

"Lower the rope ladder!"

Soon, a listless sailor with a little panic on his face climbed up the rope ladder.

The half-elf recognized that the person who came was a member of his navy team: "Aren't you supposed to take a vacation today? Why did you come back so soon?"

"Someone is coming to us......"

Before the sailor could finish speaking, there was a roar of anger from the dinghy.

"What's the matter? Is there an iron ladder? This rope-breaking ladder is too sturdy!"

The voice of the female alchemist was so loud that it could be heard from the lookout.

"Who is this woman?" the half-elf frowned.

"A mage who applied for the job, still with ......," replied the sailor, who had just climbed up, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"It's annoying! I made it myself without me!Transmute, change the material!"

With the sound of the spell that changed the material, the rope ladder turned black steel in an instant. The effect of the magic climbs up the rope ladder directly up to the deck, creating a large iron circle around the rope ladder.

Bang, bang, bang!

Hearing the sound of footsteps and the clash of gold and iron, the faces of all the sailors and sailors changed, and even the captain's half-elf pressed his left hand against the hilt of his sword. If this is seen by the captain, it will be troublesome.

Huge golden armor climbed up the iron ladder and appeared on the deck. The moment he touched the hull, the ship's draft was an inch deeper, and the whole boat trembled slightly as he took a step.

"What's that?" the sailor, unable to control his fear, picked up a spare musket from the side of the deck, and lit the arquebus tremblingly, trying to strike first.

"Stop, it's a golem......" The half-elf hurriedly spoke. There weren't many mages who could make golems, and he hadn't seen anything in real life—but he knew there was such a thing.

But now it's too late to stop it.

The fire rope has long been burned, and the buckshot is shooting out with a strong wind!

"Wood Shape!"

Before the half-elf could react, the huge planks that made up the deck suddenly stood up, stopping in front of the projectile. The projectile slammed into it, knocking out a rather deep groove, but there was no more strength to move on.

"Bastard, didn't you stop it! This golem is used by mages to protect themselves, don't be uncommon and weird!" Marveling at the speed of the other party's response, Leonard Kekawi frowned and reprimanded his subordinate.

A mage who can instantly erect deck wood and possess a golem is a powerful mage even in the Elven Country......

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Mage, we didn't mean to. ”

"It's not a friendly welcome. The woman's voice came from behind the semicircular plank wall, with a hint of haughty mockery. "I wonder if this is enough to be the ship's resident mage?"

With a wave of her hand, she dispelled the magical effect, and the planks around her fell, leaving some wood slag and a few holes. The moment the plank fell, the half-elf saw the golden alchemist and her waist-length blond hair fluttering in the sea breeze.

In that moment, the half-elf was convinced that he saw the goddess who belonged to him.

Maybe it's called love at first sight.

“...... There is nothing wrong with that. Your Excellency, you are very welcome to serve as the Resident Mage of the Ship. His tone became very gentle and cautious, "By the way, I'm Leonard Kakkawi, the captain of this ship's marine. ”

She glanced at him with a slightly nonchalant gaze. "Captain of the Marine...... Can you decide this?"

"Absolutely! My decision is final. The tone of her words made Leonard feel a little despised, and he patted his chest and promised without saying a word.

The corners of the alchemist's mouth lifted in satisfaction, and he introduced himself: "Resa Helmont, 'Alchemist of Pure Gold', it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Me too, it's a pleasure to meet you. The polite words that the half-elf replied were full of sincerity, and definitely from the heart. "By the way, why is your title 'pure gold', ma'am?" seems a bit ......."

"Because every woman loves gold and doesn't like metal. Lesa replied with a sneering joke. "So that's it?"

"Of course, you're already our ship's resident mage. If you don't mind, let me show you around our ship. The half-elf made a standard elven etiquette, placed his left hand on his chest, leaned forward slightly, and brought his right palm to the lady.

Lesa smiled lightly, and tapped the palm of the half-elf with the tip of her right finger, and when she clicked it, she retreated with a touch: "Let's go." ”

Watching the two of them walk out of the cabin, all the sailors next to them shook their heads. Like most elven ships, the average sailors on this ship are mostly human and half-elves – and are keen to gossip about their bosses.

"It's over. So it's been captured?"

"I completely ignored the captain and agreed to come down on my own...... I think he's going to be in trouble in the future. ”

"The old problem has returned. Does the captain believe in love at first sight?"

"Probably there's a hair period. It is said that elves, quasi-elves, and half-elves all have a ...... period."

"It's a taxonomic problem, isn't it?"

The Emperor Cleon was a very large ship. The sails are black-green because they have been soaked in a special fire-retardant oil, and they shine a bright grey glow in the sunlight, contrasting with the dull black wood hull. Three huge masts point to the sky, two are hung with jibs, and the one on the foremast has a square sail.

"This kind of all-sail ship is generally called a 'Carrack', which means 'three-masted full-sailing ship'. As long as it's downwind, this ship is the fastest in the world!" The half-elf boasted about his ship, though the alchemist had little interest in such technical issues.

"What's under those canvases?" asked Lessa, pointing to the protrusions above the two decks. "Artillery?"

"That's right. Leonard replied. "The short guns on the upper deck are 6-pounder guns, here are 18-pounder guns. ”

"Two, four, six, eight......" Lesa held her chin with her hand and counted. "As a merchant ship, there are so many artillery. Plus a total of 36 doors above, it's really a big deal. How many tons of stowage will this take?"

"Well, not much less than a ton, just 12 6-pounder guns and 24 18-pounder guns. After all, the Columbus Sea and Emerald Bay have not been calm lately, and our elven merchant ships are especially threatened, and everyone has stepped up their arms. Let's go down and see the cabin. ”

Leonard hurriedly sidestepped the subject and led Resa to the interior of the cabin. The female alchemist thought for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. She looked up at the top of the mast, where the Emerald Trade Alliance's emerald olive branch banner was flying.

"It wasn't the 'Cross Trident,' it wasn't ......," she muttered to herself, and followed.

"This is the cabin, which is divided into three levels. The first and second floors are mainly residential areas, with several storage compartments, while the third floor is almost entirely storage compartments. Leonard explained, pointing to the narrow aisle. "Usually there are 12 or 16 people sleeping in this kind of cabin, and the hammock is hung in a cramped cabin. Of course, the Garrison Mage can have a separate room. ”

"How many people are there, can you make a new room?"

"160 people, 22 living cabins, barely enough. ”

"160 people...... That's a lot. How many real Saint Mori Marines are there?" asked Lysa.

"110......" the half-elf blurted out, "...... Uh, looks like you already know?"

A slight sweat broke out on his forehead. This woman looks full of thick lines, but her observation is unexpectedly good.

Ressa smiled and changed the subject: "Then prepare a cabin on the deck for me, I'm afraid this corridor golem won't be able to enter." ”

"The cabins on deck, I'm afraid ......," Leonard Kekawi complained to himself, all the cabins were occupied. First mate, dining room, steering cabin, marines...... "Well, there's one, but it won't be available until tomorrow." ”

"Then I'll go back to shore tonight to carry my things, the storage compartment below doesn't smell good, so I won't go. When will it set sail?"

"At present, it is not good to say, our goods have not been loaded, and the price of cane sugar has not been reduced. ”

The two walked out of the cabin chatting casually, just in time to hear a report from the watchtower.

"Someone asked to board the ship!"

The half-elf glanced at the woman beside him and asked, "What position are you applying for?"

"Well, pastor, come with our accountant in the market. ”

"Well, let's get them on board. ”

Resa keenly captured the glimmer of joy in the half-elf's eyes as she said this.

"It's amazingly big, I don't know who made it?"

"I don't know. If gold were used as a material, the internal structure would be ridiculously complex, with a large number of magically driven parts. However, it is not necessary to expose all the gold with gold, this tastes ......"

As soon as Lesa returned to the deck, she heard two men talking about her golem. Both men were dressed in priestly robes, one was middle-aged and wore the yellow-trimmed blue robe of an Orthodox bishop, and the other was very young, dressed in the black-rimmed white robe of a probationary priest with a somewhat ridiculously high hat. They all wore all their hair tied up in their hats, which was the standard dress for Orthodox priests.

The normal reaction should have been to question the man next to him about the reason for the presence of the two Orthodox priests on this elven warship, but at the same time as hearing the word "taste", the alchemist lost his self-control.

"Are you the one who criticized this golem just now?"

Hearing this murderous voice, and seeing the dazzling golden light rushing down the deck, both the priest and the bishop reflexively took a few steps back. Due to his advanced age, the bishop tripped over the joints of iron and planks and fell to the ground.

"Did you say I'm a low-taster, nouveau riche?" asked Raisa, staring at the Priest Trainee, word for word. Under her threat, the whole ship seemed to enter a cold snap, and the golden golem "Ganda" stood up, as if staring at the two priests.

"No, I mean to say that your taste, ma'am, is unique. The probationary pastor shuddered, and replied cautiously.

The murderous aura instantly came to naught, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, then, did you two think to work on this elven ship? I remember that the elven and orthodox churches had been expelled from each other. Once her thoughts were back on track, she asked the doubts in her mind.

The vicar looked inquiringly at the bishop, who was struggling to his feet. Even though he was extremely emotional about the fickleness of women in his heart, the middle-aged man answered her question seriously.

"Since there have been no human merchant ships to return to the Old World recently, we must hurry back to report on our work. The ship couldn't sail because there was no priest, and we wouldn't have met the priest of the sun god, so we wouldn't have any awkward problems. ”

This answer is quite reasonable. But the woman's instincts tell Lesa that there is something hidden beyond this answer.

"Then we should be on this trip together, two priests. I'm the ship's resident mage, Ressa Helmont. She introduced herself with a blank face and did not reveal her inner instincts.

"I'm Bishop of Rimaland, Belery Gas. The middle-aged man also introduced himself, "And this one is my disciple, Nopu, who is still in the apprenticeship. I hope we can have a happy cooperation from now on. ”

"May we have a happy cooperation. Lessa's tone changed, "I may have to miss the company today because I still have to carry things to the ship." Whether as a woman or as an alchemist, I had a lot of things that I had to bring. ”

She turned around and named four of the sailors on the side. "You guys, come and pack my things for me!

Under the pressure of her momentum, this order was smoothly executed.

"By the way, I'll stay here with the Golem!, don't touch it, or it will trigger an automatic counterattack, and you'll be in big trouble!" After dropping the last sentence, the dinghy headed in the direction of the harbor, leaving only a boatload of people looking at each other.

"Let this young lady be a garrison mage...... Is it really good?"

"Perhaps, we should ask Captain Kakawi......"

"There's no need for that, just accept your fate. The man who said this pointed to Leonard's location.

Everyone clearly saw that the eyes of the half-elves were completely filled with sweet love above all else.

"No one else in the world matters except you...... I will destroy the world for your sake......"

The faces of the limited number of people who heard this turned dead gray.

"It's all over. ”

"It turns out that our captain likes to listen to some girl's poems praising love in private......"

"Do you think the journey will go well?" said Bishop Belber smiled wryly. "Unlucky!"

"It's all fate. His disciple Nopu also smiled bitterly.

The next day, the half-elf moved to the sailor's cabin on the basement level.

Three days later, on June 17, near the summer solstice, the Emperor Cleon set sail from the New World to the Old World with ninety sailors, seventy sailors, two chaplains, a mage, and a battle golem.

The stage will shift from the frontier of freedom to a land bound by intricacies......

Three hours after Emperor Cleon set sail.

In a hut in New Delanya, someone was writing this on a crystal tablet with an ink pen.

As the pen was written, the same words appeared on another crystal tablet 5,000 kilometers away.

Clearly, the two crystal plates were illuminated with a synchronisation effect when they were made - and used for communication. It has been 150 years since the invention of state synchronization magic. Due to the high level, it has always been regarded as a useless chicken rib magic, and no one has ever thought of this use.

"Set sail...... Target Boarding ...... Very good. There is a deviation in combat effectiveness...... A mage...... Golden Golem a ...... Everything else is as expected...... Well, that's what you can do. ”

After reading this, the inventor of this method of communication wiped all the ink off his lips and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"Will there be a storm? If that would be easier. ”

The crystal plate became transparent again, as if nothing had happened.

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