my age of magic

Chapter 923 25. Waiting for the Wind
After sailing on the sea for nearly two weeks, the speed slowly slowed down, stopping and going on the sea.

At times, Captain Blondie would even steer the boat out of the current to slow it down.

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Ying Li is obsessed with the perfume of rococo flowers every day, and she can't extricate herself. She always said that she wants to see what kind of smell the perfume made from "devil's blood" will have It is a fragrance that people are addicted to after one sip. Maybe those ladies in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital dream of getting a perfume with this charm.

Helena thought that the perfume made from the 'devil's blood' would be a kind of poison, which could create an illusion in people's spiritual world.

Girls are full of expectations for this kind of perfume made with expensive 'devil's blood'. In fact, its production process is not smooth. Ying Li has not been able to master the most critical step of refining, and has failed several times. Afterwards, I felt a little disheartened. At this time, Yingli would ask me curiously: What kind of woman is 'she'?

I know that she is asking about Qige. Qige has the title of magic potion scholar in the imperial capital, and it is Qige who holds the formula of madness potion in Qige's hands. These magic potion formulas in Qige's hands even make some people in the royal family Feeling panic, it also brought her engagement to Wales to an end.

A woman’s self-consciousness is very keen. Although I never mentioned Qige in front of Yingli, she seems to know something. I think the problem may lie with Katerina.

Seeing that Yingli always likes to lock herself in the cabin, I think she should go out to take a breath, so I successfully persuaded her and took her out of the cabin to enjoy the sea breeze on the deck.

I thought maybe she looked at the endless sea and changed her bad mood so that she wouldn't ask those painful questions to answer.

When Yingli appeared on the deck with Helena and Becky, it often made the sailors on the deck very excited. Sometimes they even forgot what they were doing, and stood there stupidly, bewildered. You have to watch them walk slowly in front of you.

The sailors on the deck are always looking forward to this moment. They will hide behind the mast, canvas, noose, and wooden barrels, peeking at the girls with almost greedy eyes. The skin of those sailors Soaked in sea water all day long, they have become mottled, and even some cuticles have grown on some skins. It looks like they have lived at sea all year round, and they have undergone some kind of mutation. This kind of physical mutation makes them There was a slight twist in their hearts.

What they can do every day is nothing more than raising and lowering the sails, adjusting the angle of the sails, scrubbing the deck of the ship, fishing and gambling.

Unless it is docked at the port pier, there is usually no chance to see a woman.

However, most of the time, Captain Blondie's smuggling ship would berth secretly at a certain port, and the sailors would never have a chance to wander around the island.

So when they look at women, their eyes will become extremely vulgar and greedy, like a bedbug that sucks blood, nailed into the flesh and refuses to let go.

In the hearts of these sailors, Miss Cherry is like a goddess of benevolence and benevolence. One sailor accidentally offended the goddess' chest, and Miss Cherry stabbed his arm mercilessly. Only then did the sailors realize that the saber hanging on Miss Cherry's belt was not just a beautiful decoration.

The poor sailor did not escape the beatings of his companions because of a wounded arm.

The next day, with a bruised nose and swollen arms, he squatted at the stern and scrubbed the floor. Miss Cherry wanted to get closer to observe his injuries, but he was so frightened that he howled and fled into the cabin below the deck.

However, on the ship, the only exception that did not attract the attention of the sailors was the female beast warrior Kalancuo. The reason was that Kalancuo stood next to the wooden barrel on the deck for ten consecutive days, and asked the strongest of the group of sailors to sit on the wooden barrel. Arm wrestling, the sailor with the best record managed to hold on for ten seconds.

Facing Kalancuo, who is not very strong physically, but has infinite strength, the sailors' hearts are completely broken, and they are even ashamed to walk with their heads up in front of Kalancuo.

But every day, there is an attractive little tail behind Kalancuo. She has the face of an angel and the figure of a devil, as well as fleshy wings and feathers. This strong contrast can easily touch a person's heart The most obscure trace of desire. The fire of desire.

Deborah has such a charm, she will wander around the deck every day like a proud peacock with her proud chest.

No matter where Deborah passed, she always made people turn their backs, and Captain Blondie was furious several times.

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Among this group of people, the one I can't see through the most is actually Joan.

Because of Jacques, we met this dark-skinned girl, but I don't understand why she didn't stay in Galapagos City, but ran to this boat with us for this adventure trip.

Her attitude towards Jacques was always so indifferent, as close as if distant.She will also be like some naive civilian girls, adoring those knights in magic pattern outfits, she will lie on the railing, obsessively watching the Rand knights doing morning exercises.

However, I don't think she would bravely board this smuggling ship just because she wanted to get close to the Rand Knight, and it is absolutely impossible to have any inseparable feelings with Jacques. There is only one poor man, and that is Jacques who is wishful thinking .

So at this time, I couldn't find the reason why she chose to take a boat with us on an adventure trip at such a critical moment.

Joan is a girl born and raised in the Vashj plane, she knows how to enjoy a comfortable life.

She would dress coolly and lie on the sun lounger on the deck, and when she faced the scorching eyes of those sailors, she would not feel too much embarrassment.

She is used to life on a boat and knows how to choose delicacies from the sea. She is not as ignorant as ordinary civilian girls. She knows how to live a refined life, but she is full of contempt for Jacques, who looks like an aristocrat. But it just made Jacques always have a little hope in his heart.

But recently I found some clues, Joan will always find opportunities to get close to Shirley Newman, and occasionally enjoy a delicious seafood lunch with her, or lie on the sun at the stern of a summer afternoon together.

Sometimes, Noah also participates.

One night, I was lying on the deck looking at the stars in the night sky of the Vashj plane, trying to find out some secrets in the star chart, so that the stars in the sky can become the best chart for night sailing, Helena is like Like a gentle kitten, curled up on the recliner next to me, half asleep and half awake by my side.

Katerina, who will always be by my side, is sitting on the tall mast beam, looking at the stars in the sky with me, as if she wants to know what I am looking at.

At this time, Jacques came over from the stairs and sat beside me silently, looking at the quiet sea in the distance.

In the sea at night, there is nothing but the sound of raging waves.

He poured himself a glass of golden cider, drank some, and turned to me. "Does everyone in Ayr City drink this?"

I said, "Almost! Many Ayres drink a glass of golden cider as part of their breakfast or dinner."

Jacques sat on the side and said to me: "I want to learn sailing from Captain Blondie."

Helena, who was on the recliner beside her, covered herself with a blanket, as if she was asleep.

I looked at Jacques and said to him, "That's a good idea to pass the boring time."

"I mean it," said Jacques.

I said, "Of course, no one here will doubt you."

He held the wine glass tightly with his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said the reason for coming to me: "I want you to help me!"

I blinked at him and asked slowly, "What do you want me to do?"

There was another silence, as if some words were hard to say.

"Can you help me tell Captain Brondy that I want to learn sailing from him, and he will definitely buy your face." Jacques said to me, he spoke urgently and quickly, and his face flushed.

I readily agreed to him: "If it's just that, I promise you."

"Of course, otherwise, what else do you think?" Jacques breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that I didn't mock him, nor did I refuse, but readily agreed.

"I will make you look at me with admiration." He vowed to me.

I sat up and said to Jacques: "I look forward to your change, and I also look forward to seeing your talent."

In fact, I am still quite curious about what aroused Jacques' desire to learn, and the fire of gossip in my heart was also ignited. Have a serious chat.

But I didn't expect Jacques to say to me at this time: "You will see, then I won't disturb you to watch the stars, and leave."

"Hey..., &*%￥%!" I wanted to chat with him, but I didn't expect him to slap his ass, turn around and run away.

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"Jijia, last night, I seriously thought about it, let's act separately." Noah came over and said to me.

"Ah?" I looked at him a little stupidly, not knowing what kind of mental disorder he was.

"I don't think you can go to Connerson Island with me." Noah said to me. "You go to Dunai Island to do your business, and I will go to Connerson Island to gather some people, and then, as you said, to unite some lords on some small islands, and then form an army."

It seems that he has been planning these things with the Rand Knight lately.

I quickly waved my hand and said, "It's okay, I can wait, my things have been delayed for a long time, and I'm not in a hurry."

I think at this time, I should stay by Noah's side and help him.

"I will ask Captain Bronty to find a suitable island pier and disembark, and find another boat there to sail to Connerson, and you will take this boat to Dunay Island." Noah sat where Jacques just sat. Go, then poured himself a glass of wine with Jacques's glass, and drank it in one gulp.

Then, Noah said: "What's more, the destination of this ship is Du Nai Island."

It turned out that Noah felt that Captain Bronty's boat stopped and stopped in recent days because he hesitated whether to go to Du Nai Island or Connerson Island.

In fact, none of our ideas have been discussed with Captain Bronty. He has been moving forward according to his own route in this sea area.

In the past few days, the speed of the ship slowed down, and Noah remembered to ask the destination of the ship.

"Maybe we can try to convince Captain Brondy to take us to Connerson Island. I have a way to convince him." As I said that, I took out a walnut-sized magic crystal from my purse and threw it in my hand. Toss it and smile at Noah.

Noah left with a heavy heart. It seems that he has been in a state of worry recently and is very sensitive to everything.

So, I decided to ask Captain Bronty about the destination of this voyage, it will not directly cross the long sea area, and go directly to Dunay Island.

Pushing open the door of Captain Blondie's room, he saw Captain Blondie standing in front of the nautical chart, thinking seriously, holding a pencil in his hand, connecting a line on the chart, and drawing a line along the way. In the sea area, several circles were drawn in a row, and he took a ruler to measure a line in the sea area.

He heard the door open and involuntarily glanced at the door.

Turning around and seeing it was me, she put away her stern gaze, smiled at Wei Wei, and asked, "It's so late, what do you want me to do?"

"There is a young man from Jacques in our team who admires you very much and wants to learn navigation from you." I said frankly to him straight to the point.

"It's okay, you can come here anytime you want to learn." Captain Bronty readily agreed.

"Then I'll let him come over tomorrow morning and learn navigation from you for a few days," I said.

Captain Bronty shrugged noncommittally, and then said: "As long as he can persist, I don't care."

Hearing what Captain Bronty said, I was relieved.

I asked him again: "Where are we going? Why is the speed so slow?"

Captain Blondie set his sights on the nautical chart again, and drew a huge circle on a sea area.

At this time, I saw a simple model of a small sailboat pasted on the edge of the circle line.

Captain Brondy pointed to this huge circle area, and said to me: "This area is the area where the dark faceless men and the Vashj natives fought in the deep sea."

Pointing to the simple ship model, he said to me: "Here is where our ship is now."

"As long as we sail forward for thirty nautical miles, we will enter the edge of the big battlefield. I don't want to go directly through the war-torn battlefield of the Sea Race. If we offend the Sea Race there, it will be impossible at our speed. Don't try to get rid of those sea people." Captain Bronty said, drawing a very faint line on the chart
Bronty said: "This is a warm current. It meanders along the edge of the battlefield and flows southward. We are currently on the edge of this warm current. I am looking for opportunities now, waiting for the north wind to blow outside. Only In this way, we can quickly rush across this battlefield area along this ocean current with full sail."

Captain Blondie stopped here, it turned out he was waiting for the wind...

(End of this chapter)