Thanks Kyle. After Ms. Tamara's suggestion, and expertly returning her to the Black Snake, Roman cleaned up and went to the deck.

In addition to his daily rounds, Roman mainly wanted to have a relatively large space to carefully experience the changes after becoming a "weapon master".

On the deck at the bow of the ship, Roman held the hilt of his sword, slowly infusing spirituality, sensing the changes in the "Black Snake".

Roman doesn't know Kyle. Whether or not Ms. Tamara's rules of playing the "weapon master" are completely true or not will have to go through her own step-by-step experiments.

At present, he only has the "Black Snake" weapon in his hands, and Roman decided to experiment with the "Black Snake".

Imbued with spirituality and waving the "black snake", Roman discovers that as a "weapon master", he is able to perceive more details.

The details here are not only the physical parameters such as the weight and length of the "Black Snake", but also the perception of the sword itself, like a weapon as a part of its own body.

The use of the "Black Snake" seems to be more flexible and easier to control, and its own palm and hilt are lifted, and it seems that its will can be transmitted to the blade.

It's a very subtle feeling, and Roman, who has calmed down, can finally start his own attempt.

For the next few days, the sailors of the "Riptide Seagull" would see such a scene every day, and their first boatswain, the valiant and mighty warrior, Mr. Calpo, would appear on the bow deck every morning.

Wielding his sharp sword, his movements are sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes simple and direct, sometimes complex and sharp.

After a few days of experimentation, Roman did not feel obvious digestive feedback, but he also felt that there was a lot of gain.

When using the "Black Snake" sword, Roman felt as if he didn't need to see, and was able to grasp the position, angle, and direction of attack and defense based on perception alone.

The use of the sword is also more stable and flexible, as if it is an extension of one's own body, and can be fully controlled.

In not taking Kyle. When Lady Tamara is out, Roman is able to communicate with her by virtue of her spirituality alone, and through her, Roman discovers how to better feel the "emotions" of the weapon.

Because there is no obvious potion feedback, Roman doesn't know if this is really good for playing, but this increases his combat power to a certain extent.

So even though there is no feedback to digest, Roman still enjoys exercising every day.

Occasionally, I also play against teammates and practice.

Of course, it was Roman who controlled his strength and speed and simply exercised his skills. Otherwise, no one in this boat will be able to catch Roman's attack for a few rounds.

July 27, evening, Baiam.

After that, there were no more waves, and even if it encountered a pirate ship on the way, the "Riptide Seagull" did not stop and reached Baiam all the way.

When he saw the familiar busy port, and saw the shadowy peaks and dense forests in the distance, Roman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The weather in Byam was exceptionally fine today, and Roman looked up to see the large fiery clouds in the sky.

Before they had time to sigh and appreciate the beautiful scenery, the ship docked, and everyone on the "Riptide Seagull" was busy.

At night, the Church of the Waves.

Roman, who had followed Fred and Tony to report the situation, was not summoned by Bishop Chogory like them, but was taken alone to a small dimly lit prayer hall.

As soon as he entered the door, Roman saw a tall and burly figure standing with his back to him in front of him, heard someone enter the door, turned his head, and looked in Roman's direction.

It was a middle-aged man with a resolute face and a hard, deep face, dressed in a loose bishop's robe embroidered with lightning and waves, which was faintly propped up by the muscles on his body.

Without him introducing himself, Roman knew who this person was.

He is Cardinal of the Church of the Storm, Archbishop of the Sea of Rorsted, Senior Deacon of the "Substitute Punisher", and "Aquaman" Ion. Courtman.

The true ruler of the Rorsted Seas!

Roman looked into his dark blue eyes, bowed his head, and punched his chest:

"The storm is above, Your Excellency the Cardinal!"

Ion. Cottman slowly returned a salute, looked directly at Roman, observed the warrior who was being watched by the Lord, and said in a low voice, "Roman. Mr. Calpo. ”

"There are two things that I asked you to come over this time, so let's talk about what happened on the sea first."

Although he didn't know why His Excellency "Aquaman" didn't ask the captain and Fred from the church, Roman still didn't hesitate to tell about the experience along the way, especially mentioning the special seal formed by the mixture of high-level items from the suspected "Death" path and the "Bound" path.

On the sea, such a seal, especially one that has become a "ghost ship" and has a high probability of being "alive", how dangerous it is, cannot be overstated.

Listening to Roman's description, "Aquaman" Ion. Courtman nodded slowly.

This seal, among the "1" level seals, is also considered to be the more dangerous kind.

"Roman. Mr. Calpo. ”

"You can call me Roman."

Ion. Courtman said slowly, "Roman, I have a full understanding of this matter, as for your merits, I will tell Qiao Goli to treat it fairly, and next, there is one more thing, which is a private matter." ”

"Private?" Roman was puzzled, and listened to the Lord Courtman say in a low tone:

"It's about Fred."

Captain? Roman didn't speak, just looked at Ion with a puzzled look. Courtman.

"Fred's real name is Fred. Courtman. ”

Roman was suddenly shocked in his heart: "He's yours?" ”

"Aquaman" Ion. Cottman nodded, "He's one of my juniors. ”

While Roman was surprised, he seemed to have a lot of doubts in his heart.

The captain claimed to be Fred. Colter, who was only in Sequence 7, was able to control a medium-sized ship almost independently, adding the most important firepower and power to the ship as he pleased, recruiting sailors on his own, and navigating and carrying out missions relatively freely.

Although the captain said that it was because of his own merits, with the efficiency of a large organization like the church, a series of matters such as the certification of merits, ship modification and registration, and sailor recruitment were completed within a month, which did seem to be somewhat efficient.

Moreover, it is important to know that Alger, who also exists as a similar "privateer captain" on the sea, is subject to many restrictions, and has to report and report from time to time, and is supervised by the few sailors on board.

In contrast, the Riptide Seagull seems too free.

Therefore, because of this relationship, members of the team who are not followers of the "Storm Lord" can also participate in the event as peripheral members.

However, the captain has been hiding everyone before, probably because he is afraid that the identity of the "related household" makes everyone unable to treat each other sincerely, right?

After all, "Aquaman" Ion. Lord Courtman, in effect, rules over the Rorsted Islands and the vast expanse surrounding them.

It's the real king here.

Thoughtful Roman was a little puzzled at the same time, what was the intention of Lord Courtman to say this at this time?

He looked at Ion in front of him suspiciously. Courtman.