The ship sailed out of the lake, the river was twisted and turned, and it took almost half a week to roll down the rapids into the sea, and the coast was driving faintly in the distance, and the white jade city of Cologne was faintly visible.

The endless coastline and the chilly sea breeze make people feel lonely, but grandiose.

The grasslands of Bretonnia are all green blankets, which are nothing compared to the blue continent.

Bair sat on Class A, near the staircase that linked to the rudder's position, holding a fishing rod with an empty bucket next to it.

He didn't bring all of the Poisonblade troops with him, and although they were outnumbered by Aurora's fleet, it was still necessary to leave some of their combat strength behind.

Just 40 dwarven swords and crossbow soldiers.

After all, the territory patrols daily, trains soldiers, acts as mercenaries, and all kinds of things are taken care of by them, so to speak.

Bair's territory is not a big problem without Bair, but without the Poison Blade troops, it will be shut down in a few days.

And there is Ellie living in the castle, and there is that thing underground, and most of the troops are actually guarding the fort, so it is indispensable to guard people.

The matter of searching for the barbarians is also considered leisurely, because it is basically casual, not to mention the authenticity, it is very difficult to find a Norsca battleship in the middle of the ocean.

In Class A, the feeling of bumps and the sea breeze blowing across your cheeks is not a comfortable thing in the winter climate.

But he was happy to be blushed by the cold and spend a lot of time looking at the endless coastline.

But travel wasn't always boring, with huge creatures tumbling in the distance in the middle of the sea, with opareal skin and whale-like bodies.

Should it also be a filter-feeding creature? Or is it similar to killer whales?

The huge body has a long snout, like a legless elephant in the sea, using its trunk as an exhaust hole to spew seawater.

It was as if they had taken Bair's ship as a companion, and followed them all the way until they left Cologne, and did not leave until they faintly saw the port of Le Angulan in the distance.

That's right, they're heading north along the shore at the moment, and the Bretonnian ships without a compass need the coastline as a reference.

The second is that the Norscans will definitely need to plunder the surrounding villages to get supplies.

Even so, it would take a long time to walk all of Bretonnia along the coast.

Bair felt the rod and sat on Class A, the bait being a lump of raw meat from the kitchen.

The mouth hummed.

"A breeze blows over the pole."

"It's time to go to sea."

"Let's go, my boy."

"The sails are hoisted~"

"You're a good boy, stay with us now."

"Ride the waves!"

"You're a man, it's time to make a choice, now jump on Class A, and go with the wind."

Baier was still humming, and suddenly felt the fishing rod sink and pull it up violently.

I saw a fish taken out by a slender rope and landed on the deck, about the size of a palm, with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

The color is like a pale blue gemstone, and the scales are sparkling, but they die soon after leaving the water, and the scales instantly become like a rag.

This is a toothfish that the people of Bretonnian often eat by the sea, and it must have happened to pass by the fish, and Baier thought that if he cast his net at this moment, he would definitely have a good harvest.

As soon as his head was hot, Bair really looked down for a long time, and when he saw the movement of the fish, he sent the soldiers to go fishing, put the dead fish in the bucket, and continued to fish.

In this way, I traveled happily, and drove along the coast for more than half a week, and it has been almost half a month since I came out of Long Lake.

Bair sometimes wondered what he would have done if he hadn't been the duke's child, maybe he would have been a sailor in Polrod, a farmer in Cologne, or even a thief at the mouth of the Axe Pass.

When a nobleman is not what he wants, strength is a responsibility, and how comfortable it is if he is just an adventurer.

Drinking wine, he brags that he has beaten up a certain knight's grandfather, maybe he will become a squire, or as far away as the Empire, as a mercenary.

But he's on deck at the moment.

As they reached the vicinity of Le Angurang, the reef and whirlpools of the coastline were rapid, and the road was suddenly no longer easy.

The experienced captain told Baier to collect the barrel so that the rod would not be swept into the sea by the undercurrent.

Bayer is a little unhappy, just a palm-sized fish trying to send me away?

It's a little bit less today, and it's an insult to my status as a sailor.

Thinking like this, suddenly a half-sized fish, full of fangs, with an ugly appearance, jumped into Class A.

The body is pitch black, pitted, seemingly without scales, like human skin, the eyes are all degenerate, and a mouthful of large teeth.

Byer thought that Rakcha must be a gift from my mother, and Byer rolled up his sleeves and gave it a chokehold, trying to catch it and add food.

But the captain raised the bell which was used to deal with pirates, and when Sir Flender and the soldiers came out, they saw his lord scuffling with a big ugly fish...

Or the captain is experienced as a seafarer, he said.

"This is the larvae of Tralan, a specialty of Le Angulang, which will hunt humans in herds!"

"There's one and there's definitely a group, be on your guard, grown-ups."

Jazz drew his blade and prepared to end the duel between Byer and the Giant Fish first, but Byer shouted.

"Sir! I can't lose to it as a sailor! ”

Bayer really didn't take a group of fish in his eyes, but he came by boat, so he couldn't sink the fish!

Jazz frowned, when did you count as a sailor? However, he still indulged his lord to play big, but this fish is so ugly, and he can do it.

I saw that Bayer punched again, buckled his cheeks again, and fought with a fish on the boat for a while.

He finally finished the fight, covered in the smell of fish, and then said with full experience.

"Don't hit its fins, sting, it hurts."

At this moment, the undercurrent was suddenly turbulent, and countless strange fish jumped out of the sea and jumped to Class A, and many gnawed at the bottom of the boat.

There was a tooth-aching sound between the wood and the fish's mouth, and Jazz drew his sword and pierced the strange fish's body, and even though the blood flowed, the thing fluttered and bit at the man.

Bair also took care of it, took out the great axe, and ordered the soldiers.

"Pay attention to their fins, which have sharp blades on them, and the fact that their skin has a chainmail-like effect, and it is better to use stabbing strikes."

He also saw what seemed to be a fish monster at the bottom of the boat, and commanded. "Captain, hurry up and get ashore!"