The sky is blue and the waves are slow, and the sky is cloudless.

Jeff Stephen, the captain of the Black Shark, stood at the bow of the ship, feeling the long-lost sea breeze and looking relaxed.

He turned his head to look at the endless ocean behind the ship, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They have already walked around the hardest death zone, and this voyage also means that they have completed nine tenths of the way.

And now, even with their eyes closed, they can ride the sea breeze and drive the boat to the designated place without the help of the wind whisperers.

The goods are then unloaded and the transaction is completed.

After that, it's time for the sailor and his daily routine, and a drink at the tavern in the city's docklands.

In Calando's Hook Tavern, Jeff hadn't tasted the special rum for a long time, and this time he had to rest for a while.

Thinking of this, the scarred face of the captain of the Black Shark couldn't help but draw an arc, revealing a slightly terrifying smile.

Immediately, he yelled at the few sailors around him, who were already a little lazy and half-reclining.

"Richard and Zack! Don't lie down! When the time comes to the woman's belly, lie how you want!"

"Now go to the cabin to check the "goods", the transaction is about to be made, if there is something wrong, throw it away!"

Jeff's roar was muffled by the white spray of the Black Shark as it sailed, and it didn't travel very far.

When the sailors heard Jeff's roar, they all got up from their half-lying positions, shouted "Got it, chief!" and staggered to the dimly lit cabin.

Started checking the goods as usual.

The "cargo" generation below refers to more than a hundred human slaves, large and small, all crammed into the two-story cabins at the bottom.

There was a foul smell in the slightly damp air of the underground cabin, but there was no deadly rancid stench.

After all, they check several times a day, and if something goes wrong, the slaves will throw them into the sea to feed the sharks, and they will try to avoid contagion as much as possible.

This time the luck is still good, two hundred Nome people, transported here, there are still more than a hundred left.

It was expected to be more than half dead.

This voyage can be said to be very profitable, after all, the extra slave buyers will take it all, after all, it is 500 slaves at the beginning.

It's just that the Black Shark is small and can't eat that much.

Now the extra is earned, don't be too cool.

Just when Jeff was thinking about how to spend the little cutie in his hands next, there was a cry for help from the sound of the waves on the sea.

"Help, help, help!"

The sound came from the sea behind the right.

Jeff couldn't see well from the bow of the ship, so he stepped out of the shadow of the sail and down a few steps.

Walk to the railing on the side of the deck, which is covered in sunlight and has a clear view of the scene to the right of the ship.

Then he saw a figure fluttering in the water a few hundred meters away in the blue ocean.

From a distance, it looked like a young man dressed as a sailor, calling for help in the water.

"Shipwrecked sailors?"

Jeff looked at the sailors in the sea hundreds of meters away, and then looked at the nearby ships, and felt a little strange in his heart.

So, he hesitated for a moment and decided to ignore the victim's pleas for help.

After all, even if you can pick it up and become a slave, it is also easy to get into trouble.

Besides, he is not short of the money of this slave.

So, no matter how loud and miserable the sailor shouted, Jeff remained unmoved.

Straight let the helmsman leave the sea, and let the cries for help go farther and farther.

What he didn't see was an excited smile on the shipwrecked sailor who was struggling in the water after they left.

......

After the Black Shark sailed some distance.

Jeff, who had returned to the captain's quarters to rest, was awakened by the sailor's call.

"Captain......! It's foggy outside!"

A sailor knocks on the door to announce.

At this time, Jeff, who was half-leaning back in his chair, woke up like a dream.

Hurriedly heard the news and walked out of the door, and saw that on the sea around the Black Shark, at some point, a thin white mist had filled the sea around it, on all sides, which could be said to have wrapped the Black Shark entirely.

And the catalytic speed of the white mist was much faster than Jeff thought, almost a moment's work.

The white mist thickened and then permeated the hull, the deck.

At first, Jeff's vision could see the surface of the ocean dozens of meters away.

Now, the white mist was so white that nothing could be seen except five feet.

"There's a spellcaster!. ”

This thought just came to his mind, and he planned to let the wind runner on the ship use the [Wind Creation Technique] to blow it away.

The hull of the ship stumbled, and the deck began to shake, but the source of the shaking was not under the ship, but above the ship.

Soon, they learned the consequences of this stumble.

The middle of the Black Shark's mast was broken by an unknown force. The sails were torn with them.

This means that the ship cannot continue sailing, and can only rely on the help of the human oars or the caster.

Jeff's face suddenly became embarrassed, and the sudden fog and attack made him scratch his head.

When he was even more frightened, a scream began to be heard from the foggy ship, the voice of the Black Shark sailor.

This sent a chill down Jeff's spine, which made him panic a little, and his knee-jerk reaction was to go to the cabin where the caster lived and start asking for help.

However, he had just walked to the cabin with the sailors and invited the wind bard, a second-order bard, to come out to use the Wind Technique.

Just walked out of the cabin.

Jeff found that the astonishing momentum suddenly overwhelmed them, including the bard who was casting the spell, and they were all stunned.

The captain of the Black Shark looked up at the top of the cabin and saw a huge creature looming in the fog.

From that scale, claw, it was a dragon.

By the time Jeff saw the distinctive dragon head poking out of the mist, the horror in his heart had reached its extreme.

Before he could utter the words of the three "bronze dragons" in his mouth, the lightning that spewed out from the mouth of the bronze dragon mercilessly covered them completely without preparation.

The paralysis and tingling of the electric current made Jeff want to scream in pain, but the next moment a paw stepped on mercilessly.

Jeff went black with the weight of the claw, and he was unconscious.

......

Bang~

Gelin felt the punishment of the wicked beneath his feet.

The teenage bronze dragon smiled with satisfaction.

This may be the first step in the implementation of justice!

Gelin thought as he looked at the other two Black Shark crew members who were wailing, and a cruel smile grew.

There is nothing more pleasant than the execution of justice.

The killing continues.

Until a broken schooner, full of Nome efforts, sailed to the port of Calando.

The day has passed.

In the sewers, Gordon was letting Nina curl up beside her and fall asleep, and began to speak softly to Celia.

Let's start with "Golmotan", Nina said you wrote it all down. ”

Under the bonfire, the dark golden pupils of the black dragon looked at the warlock lady crouching in front of him and shouting her "master".

The first order was given.