Extraordinary Sailing

"Go to the cabin and block that hole, or we'll all die here!"

The first mate gave the order with red eyes and gritted his teeth. His bloodshot eyes were still fixed on the whale that had begun to dive rapidly. The rope at the end of the harpoon was firmly tied to the thick mainmast of the brigantine. superior.

Until this time, he did not give up hunting that giant white whale.

The rope "swish swish" shortened rapidly

"Be careful, hold on to the hull!" The first mate reminded the crew to face the imminent impact.

The next moment, the entire sailboat was severely pulled by a huge force.

It was tilted almost 45 degrees to the left. Fortunately, the barrels of whale oil at the bottom of the cabin perfectly acted as a ballast weight, preventing the whaling ship from overturning directly.

However, before Fisher was lucky, he heard a loud click in his ears.

The mainmast of the "Harpoon" was pulled off!

The last piece of rope tied to it was of course dragged into the water, and the giant white whale that broke the main mast of the sailboat regained its "freedom" with its harpoon.

moo--

At this time, the faces of the sailors of the whaling ship were miserable.

A whaling ship that loses its main mast is equivalent to losing most of its power, and will this mad whale give itself a chance to repair the mast?

Without keeping them waiting, the giant whale quickly gave its answer.

The sea water under the boat rolled and roared violently, rushing to both sides along the side of the boat.

It seems that even they have consciousness, have foreseen the imminent danger, and are desperately trying to escape from the whaling ship.

The giant whale, which had already dived deeply into the bottom of the water, began to accelerate continuously from a depth of several hundred meters. Its strong body moved the water flow, and the giant beast of more than 200 tons rushed towards the "fish" like an arrow off the string. Fork's bottom!

The huge amount of sea water above its head was easily squeezed away without causing any hindrance to it.

next second.

Boom!

In the explosion-like roar, no matter whether the sailors on the ship were holding on to the sailboat or not, they were instantly thrown away by the irresistible majestic force.

"ah!"

"Help--!"

The keel of the "Harpoon", which bears the brunt, was directly hit and broken, and the giant whale flicked its tail and broke into two pieces, capsizing.

In an instant, all the income from going to sea for a year has been wiped out!

However, what the sailors who accidentally survived the collision should worry about is not the harvest of the past year, but their own lives.

A whaler emerged from the water and swam towards a broken plank nearby.

But before his fingertips touched the board, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth had already bit down behind him!

"ah-!"

The terrified screams stopped abruptly.

The unknown species of giant white whale is obviously more vengeful than ordinary animals. Even the sailors who have fallen into the water and whose future life is uncertain are caught up by it one by one and killed directly!

When the "horn of the storm" heading to the Kingdom of Taro passed by here.

What I saw was such a bloody massacre scene!

There was still a considerable distance, and a group of people who had noticed the movement on the sea had already gathered at the bow.

"This seems to be a ferocious creature!

It's really unlucky for the whaling ship to encounter an opponent that he can't resist at all.

I just don't know if this big white whale has achieved stable reproduction and become a new group of demonized creatures? "

Milan's bad luck seems to be coming to an end in a few days. Recently, his mental state is obviously much better than before, at least he has recovered from the shadow of "Angel Arrival".

Of course, people who are more unlucky than themselves will not gloat, but just express their own guesses like talking to themselves.

"It's probably not a coincidence."

Ambrose, who was still in full armor beside him, frowned slightly and said.

In fact, the seabirds in Aiwen, tens of kilometers away, have already sent back images of whaling activities here.

But the "Storm Horn" was already sailing at full speed, and even if Aiwen wanted to save the whalers, there was really nothing he could do.

Hearing that Ambrose seemed to know some secrets at this time, he couldn't help being curious: "Is there anything weird about it?"

Ambrose didn't hide it on purpose. Although it was the church's internal information, it did not involve secrets that belonged exclusively to the church, and it was not within the scope of secrecy.

"The domain name of this sea is the Atreed Sea, and it is also the favored place of the ancient Black Sea god Hipponoah"

The Atreid sea area is somewhat special in the entire Black Sea, with a very good climate and rich fishery resources.

Moreover, it does not belong to the area controlled by any modern country. Fishing boats from all countries can come and go freely. Logically speaking, it should be a very famous fishing ground.

But on the contrary, very few fishing boats dare to come here to fish.

in the Legends.

This is actually the hometown of Hipponoah, the ancient moody goddess of the Black Sea. Only under the protection of his divine power can he enjoy peace and prosperity forever.

But because of the evil deeds committed by the residents (mainly fishermen) who used to live here against the gods (see Chapter 239 Sea Witch for details), this sea area is blessed and cursed at the same time!

Any fishing behavior here will offend the goddess, and the final result will be buried in the sea and swallowed by fish without exception!

Therefore, the residents living nearby will never fish in this sea area no matter how hungry they are.

Only desperate gamblers and foreign speculators who only have whale oil in their eyes will challenge the authenticity of ancient legends regardless of their lives.

Of course, looking at the current situation, they obviously lost the bet

"It's just that people didn't expect that although this ancient sea god has been sealed, he still has the bottom line power to maintain the curse."

Ambrus told Aiwen and the others about the past and legends of the Sea Witch recorded in the ancient files of the church.

His origin, the 800 years of sinking into the Black Sea, until it was sealed more than 300 years ago, the advent of the age of great voyage!

"For this former Black Sea Sea God.

Suffering from such a tragic past does indeed justify any retaliatory action.

It just blocked the path of human development after all. "

Although several listeners sympathized with what happened to Hipponoah, the ancient sea god, from the standpoint of human beings, if they were decision makers, they would have made the same decision on that day more than three hundred years ago!

Just witnessing this kind of mythical story with my own eyes is really novel to Aiwen, a country bumpkin who has never been out of the country except for Ilya and Phalitis.

strictly speaking.

This transnational mission is the first step for Aiwen to step out of the bathtub in front of his house, and there are too many mysteries like the Atreed Sea waiting for him in this magnificent and magical sea.

While speaking, the "horn of the storm" has already approached the sea area where the "tragedy" just happened.

Just when Aiwen was hesitating whether to interfere, which might be a punishment from the gods, he might have realized that this battleship is not easy to mess with.

moo--

After a long neighing sound, the white giant whale, which had seen a bad situation, plunged into the water and disappeared.

Ultimately, all remaining survivors were spared.

Uh, to be more precise, there are only two people.

One is the first mate Fisher who has suffered a major blow and lost her companions, relatives and friends, and her career is empty.

The other is the bad gambler Peeps who kept shouting incoherently even after being rescued on board: "Forgive! Hipponoah! Great! Goddess!" and other words.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Ivan was not interested in asking questions.

No matter why they came to this blessed and cursed sea to hunt whales, it has nothing to do with me. I waved my hand and said in a waning mood:

"Prepare the two of them a place to live, and let them disembark when they arrive at Nisk!"

Ivan's words brightened Fisher's eyes a little.

The former first officer seemed to realize that he had been saved now, and slowly bowed deeply in Ivan's direction before following the sailor away like a marionette.

The "Storm Horn" set sail again and continued to advance towards the Kingdom of Tailuo.

The Atreid Sea has also repeatedly restored the tranquility and peace of the past.

Only after a long time.

Amidst the surging waves, a pair of extremely beautiful eyes suddenly opened among the snow-white waves, looking towards the direction where the "Storm Horn" left, which is also the direction of the Kingdom of Tailuo, cold and ruthless!

The rest of the journey was uneventful.

Aiwen spends most of his time studying and researching in the apprenticeship stage in the specially transformed laboratory on the ship.

Occasionally, I come out to interact with Milan and the others, go fishing, practice swords, and occasionally show off my cooking skills when the mood comes.

Take fencing sparring as an example.

Among them, even among the most basic group of sailors, there are three lucky ones who can get the captain's swordsmanship instruction every week.

And thanks to Aiwen's large amount of practice "potions" during this period, he often took out a few bottles as rewards for outstanding performers.

Some newcomers who just joined the "Storm Horn" felt their own progress before and after boarding the ship, and they were surprised to find that:

Perhaps the most valuable thing about the qualifications of the crew on the "Storm Horn" is not the bright future, but an opportunity that may make them truly extraordinary!

Under normal circumstances, before they became official officers, they would not have dared to think about it.

The attitude and cohesion, which were already very positive, were once again at an all-time high.

Aiwen's most intuitive feeling is the crew on the ship, not only none of them are as sneaky as they are on other ships.

It's even more like a chicken blood, mobilizing all of his own subjective initiative, so that Ivan can command this battleship like an arm, as if he came alive.

This situation is also easy to understand, no matter which world the employees think is very simple: "Don't talk about ideals with me, my ideal is not to go to work, so we only talk about money!"

So Aiwen never talks about ideals with his crew (well, occasional mental interference doesn't count).

Ivan concluded that every captain has his own command style.

Some people turn every crew member into a part of the machine, which is simple and efficient; while some people boldly delegate power and let professional talents give full play to their roles.

And Ivan naturally has it too.

Generous loot distribution, swordsmanship instruction, personal rewards (medicine, etc.) are the strongest management methods that belong to him alone!