After simply instructing the samurai on the ship to deliver warm food and fresh water to the "ingredients" in the ox cart.

Several people soon came to the cab.

The mustachioed samurai at the helm heard the footsteps and turned around, only to see this one-armed boy in a white coat and armed with a katana appear in front of the door.

"Who are you?" the mustachioed samurai at the helm looked at it for a moment, and then he was a little surprised, "Oh... Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid I escaped from Takeda-kun's hospital. But I can't hide well, and I actually came here, it's..."

"Bastard!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a menacing roar.

Captain Scar, who has always been known for his cruelty, looked at him coldly, "This is our honored guest!"

"Expensive... Guest?"

The mustachioed samurai was a little stunned.

Seeing him like this, Captain Scar stepped forward and slapped him in the face, and said angrily: "Bastard! I said, return, do you hear it, return!"

"But, Captain... You just didn't say that. ”

Captain Scar just hid the fire in his belly, slapped it again, and said, "Bastard!

"It's... Be. But if you return, the princess will be on her side..."The mustachioed samurai decided to speak his mind, after all, the princess and the mysterious experiments she had carried out were already very important.

If there is a mistake in the transportation of this batch of materials, they will be court-martialed, and most likely will be required to disembowelment and die in a way that will preserve the glory of the samurai.

"Kobayashi-kun!"

"In!"

"If we don't return, we won't be able to wait to go back to see the princess. So, be resolute in carrying out your orders. "Captain Scar gave the necessary explanation.

The mustachioed warrior looked sideways, and the one-armed boy was comfortably sitting on the long chair in front of the bridge, looking at the huge sea beasts that were dark in the distance, and the half-dark moon on the horizon that was obscured by black clouds.

He already understood what the captain meant, the boy could slaughter them all, so he had to give in.

Although he was still a little unconvinced, because he had not seen that scene in the banquet hall before. However, the belief in Captain Scar prompted him to make the choice of obedience.

Soon, he picked up a palm-sized lilac folding instrument from his desk, the surface of which was cast of snake copper, and as the ship moved forward, it emitted a wave of ripples, marking the depth of the sea and the channel ahead.

A ruby dotted in the center is slowly moving.

"What is this?" Xia Ren was curious about this seafaring technique.

"This is..."Involving confidentiality, the mustachioed samurai obviously didn't want to say it, but as the face of the young man next to him became gloomy, he immediately changed his mind.

"This is a memory chart made by using the holding characteristics of snake copper. And this ruby is where our Red Cloud Yomaru is located. ”

Xia Ren stared at the small lilac metal, which was showing the surrounding sea in different shades, and the slightly dark places were reefs, and the spiral textures that suddenly appeared in the distance were obviously whirlpools or something.

After a little observation, he realized that the only way to navigate the ocean was to find the right course to sail safely, otherwise the chaotic and irregularly distributed reefs would tear the bottom of the ship at any time, break the dragon's bones, and bury the entire ship at the bottom of the sea.

Despite the existence of life-saving wooden boats, this kind of thing is only used by luck, and no one can guarantee that they will be able to escape by relying on this manual rowing thing after a shipwreck.

And in the center of this chaotic snake bronze memory chart, marked with various small markings, is clearly a curved channel with dotted lines.

At the end of the channel, the words "Amaterasu Port" are marked.

"Let's turn!" Xia Ren said lightly.

"Yes!" The bearded samurai at the helm observed the surrounding sea conditions slightly, and then turned the wooden rudder slightly to the left with both hands, and after more than ten minutes, the ship turned smoothly.

After confirming that there was no trick, Xia Ren took out a beautifully packaged tea box from the wooden cabinet in the cab, and then made himself a cup of hot tea directly with a rough technique.

Looking down from the cab, you can faintly see the samurai complying with the instructions and delivering food to the men and women in the ox carts.

Everything is normal. He narrowed his eyes slightly and began to close his eyes.

"What's going on?

Not long after, the anxious voice of the mustachioed samurai suddenly came, breaking the silence of the cab.

Seeing the young man resting on a four-legged wooden chair looking sideways, he hurriedly said, "It's not my problem... Not my problem!"

"Wait, I'll tell the captain to take a look!" he hurriedly rushed downstairs, and in just over ten seconds, Captain Scar also hurried into the wheelhouse, followed by several officers.

Captain Scar's face was extremely gloomy, and he strode over to the yellow-veined wooden table, hastily picked up the memory chart, and after a little fiddling with it, waved his hand to the rest of the people.

But soon, the men shook their heads.

During this time, the mustachioed samurai apparently slowed down the ship, causing the ship to move slowly in an almost adrift fashion.

Captain Scar's face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, then he took a deep breath, walked up to the young man who was holding a katana, and said respectfully, "Lord Natsuhito, I am sorry to tell you that the return channel on the memory chart has disappeared!"

"The memory chart is issued by the princess before each imperial court ship goes to sea, so it is likely that the adults have made relevant settings to prevent accidents. ”

"Even I didn't know about this beforehand. In other words, we can only go to Amaterasu Port according to our original route. Otherwise, we will be lost in this sea of dangers, and there may be a chance of a smooth return, but the chances are slim. ”

"So, please also agree to return home. ”

Xia Ren's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment, he suddenly slashed a cold light with the knife in his left hand, and before Captain Scar could react, a bloody slit appeared in his left arm, and then half of his arm slammed down on the wooden board.

"Think again. The young man said coldly.

"Bastard..."The sharp pain suddenly made Captain Scar lose his mind, his eyes flashed with resentment, his body instinctively crouched down quickly, the muscles of his right arm swelled, and he clenched the hilt of the knife, and from the bottom up, a perfect "arc moon slash" was about to be unsheathed.

Blood spurred him on, but it wasn't enough to make him make the decision to die.

But because of such an angle, there is indeed an opportunity!

He had never heard of a samurai sitting in a high chair facing a blow from the bottom up.

What's more, he is a gambler, a gambler who is afraid of death!

He can give in, he can fall to his knees, but if he is really hurt and has the right chance, he will gamble!

This is the real captain of the Red Cloud Yomaru.

He can use his humble, grovetling appearance to make you think he's nothing more than that, but when he gets angry, he will seize on your flaws and give him a full blow when you don't think about it.

"Die!"

There was a fierce cold glint flashing between the corners of his eyes, and the long knife was already half-unsheathed, mixed with the accumulation of power during the period, making a sizzling sound.

"It's too slow. ”

In the face of the "Black Tail Flash", which is always faster than the enemy, all the drawing of the knife and the sneak attack are just fatigue.

Xia Ren has returned the knife to the sheath.

He no longer looked at Captain Scar with a frightened look on his face, but lazily pointed at the mustachioed samurai and said, "Kobayashi-kun, right? Now you're the captain... Tell me how we can continue to return. ”

"Be careful with your wording, and don't force me to change the captain again. ”

The mustachioed samurai, who was hurriedly looking at the memory chart, suddenly turned earthy, and when he looked up, he saw Captain Scar split in half, blood bursting, and a huge poppy blooming on the yellow plank.