This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 126, Section 125: Wind and Water Techniques

Scorching sun.

Wearing only shorts, lying sprawled on the aft deck, the salty sea breeze made Dylan feel like a salted fish, or rather, a salted fish that was almost dried out.

The scout's backpack, disguised as a backpack, rested in the shadow cast by the ship's deck. It still had plenty of magic today and hadn't been drained from Dylan.

The sound of leather shoes scraping against the deck came from behind. A one-eyed, dark-skinned, burly man carrying a bag came to the aft deck and immediately spotted Dylan performing his performance art. However, he was clearly used to it.

"You're sunbathing again, Dylan. You never seem to get a tan." The one-eyed man tossed the bag he was carrying overboard from the stern and continued, "By the way, didn't I tell you you could sunbathe on the foredeck? We haven't had time to replace some of the planks on the aft deck yet."

Just like he said, there was a broken piece of wood under Dylan.

"Garon, here to dump the trash again?" Dylan opened his eyes and glanced at the first mate who stepped past him, saying helplessly, "The foredeck is always full of sailors coming and going. If I lie there and disturb them, I'll feel embarrassed even if they don't say anything."

"Hey, you..." Without lingering, the first mate quickly returned to the cabin.

Dylan continued to lie down, and stayed there until evening, using up all the magic he had accumulated for the next few days.

They found the second mate on the ship, asked for a bucket of clean water, and returned to their room.

The second mate was a water mage, and Dylan could get a bucket of water from him every day with 30 silver coins.

In reality, any decent ship would have someone who could produce fresh water, and even more advanced ships would have a priest skilled in healing. However, this ship only had an ordinary ship doctor.

After leaving some for drinking, Dylan put Puji into the bucket. Once Puji had drunk its fill, Dylan used the remaining water to wipe its green body, which had been deactivated by the "Mimicry" effect, with a towel.

Looking out the window at the three-colored moons rising one by one, Dylan calculated the journey in his mind.

It's been more than twenty days already, and I estimate we'll arrive at Siren Island in less than a week.

Although Silver Sand Bay is not Dylan's final destination, there is frequent travel between the islands, and it is easy to find a boat to Silver Sand Bay from Siren Island.

Upon arriving at Silver Sand Bay, the first thing to do was to find the local intelligence brokers.

Along the way, Dylan also thought a lot about himself and his daughter. The situation on the mainland was becoming increasingly tense, and war could break out at any time.

After finding Bella, perhaps I should be honest about the current situation and take Bella to the dungeon to lay low for a while, or at least stay in a small town like Silent Wind Town in the rear, so as not to get caught up in the war one day.

With the boss behind you, your safety is definitely more guaranteed.

Of course, Dylan absolutely did not want Bella to be parasitized as well. Putting aside everything else, Bella was naturally beautiful, how could she become a monster like himself, a mixture of flesh and mycelium? Turning green would be even more unacceptable!

Dongdong——dongdong——

The sound of a gong, which he had never heard before, drifted in from outside the window, interrupting Dylan's thoughts.

what happened?
With his backpack on, Dylan opened the door and found that everyone else had also come out of the room.

"It's the Blood Shark!" As soon as Dylan stepped out of the cabin, he heard the sailors on the lookout tower shouting repeatedly.

Blood Shark?

It sounds like a name a pirate ship would choose.

"Hard port! Take the westerly winds! They have triangular sails, they're much faster than us in the crosswinds!" The captain, usually a rare sight, was now personally directing from the deck, shouting, "Oarsmen, get out! Get out! Row!"

Dylan ran to the side of the ship and looked around. He quickly spotted the triangular sailboat following behind them and could vaguely see the black flag hanging on the mast.

Unlike the Wind Feather, which was still organizing its oarsmen at its feet, the black oars on both sides of the triangular sailboat opposite were already rising and falling in the sea.

Dylan thought that, putting aside whether the Windfeather could outrun the opponent at full speed, the opponent would probably catch up during the acceleration period alone.

"How...how could they be so fast?" a sailor asked in disbelief.

The captain seemed to realize something too: "Damn it, they definitely have a wind mage!"

He then looked at Dylan and his group of passengers who had come out of the cabin to observe the situation, and asked loudly, "Are there any wind mages among you? If so, step forward quickly, or no one will be safe if we get caught by pirates!" The passengers looked at each other, but no one stepped forward.

That's true. This ship was originally a cargo ship, and the passengers were just picked up along the way. There were only eight or nine people, and there were probably no wind-type mages, let alone any mages.

"Back to the cabins, back to the cabins! Don't cause trouble on the deck now!" Seeing that there was no wind, the captain immediately sent everyone back. He didn't have time to deal with the passengers now.

Some passengers were uneasy and refused to go back, but Dylan returned to his room.

Would a diamond-level player become a pirate?

Inside the mushroom net, Lin Jun asked directly.

The two ships are not yet very close, and Lin Jun cannot see the control panel on the opposite ship.

Dylan immediately analyzed, "Not many, but there are. Anyone who dares to come alone to steal a ship must have at least several Gold-level combatants. At the very least, the mage on the other side who can blow the sails must be a Gold-level mage."

The golden ratio of plural numbers...

If we take the previously killed knight as the standard for gold-level, a scout can easily take down one, two will take some time, and three will be a tough fight.

If a bunch of pirate minions are added, it will be even more troublesome.

Fortunately, the Windfeather is not without combat capabilities. The captain is a level 42 warrior, and the first mate is level 35. If a conflict occurs, they can share some of the pressure.

but……

"Dylan, will the pirates kill everyone after they board the ship?"

In Lin Jun's memory, even among medieval pirates, only the most vicious ones would leave no survivors.

Some pirates who controlled a large area even transformed into those who only collected tolls, but that's a digression; the one behind us clearly wasn't one of them.

"Kill them all? Probably not. But boss, the pirates will most likely capture everyone on board and enslave them..."

Don't those leaders in the archipelago care about this disruptive trade?

Still can't manage it?

There wasn't much time to think; we could already hear the pirate ship chasing after us from behind.

The backpack's design wasn't suitable anymore; it would be difficult to explain if the pirates checked it. Lin Jun didn't want to be the one to stick her neck out. Regardless of whether she won or not, it would expose a lot of things. If the pirates were just trying to steal some money, Lin Jun didn't plan to get involved.

Controlling the scout Puji to re-mimetic, the backpack quickly transformed into a solid wooden stool, with all the tentacles hidden inside its body.

"Quickly, put me in an inconspicuous place on the deck."

The reason for placing it on the deck is to prevent it from being too far from Dylan in time to react to anything that might happen.

When Dylan came out carrying the scout, he suddenly sensed something strange: the ship's speed seemed to have slowed down.
I looked up and saw a white flag hanging on the mast...

So the captain was so pragmatic that he surrendered decisively when he realized he couldn't escape?

After setting down the scouts, Dylan saw the pirate ship almost alongside him.

"Stay where you are and don't move!" With a shout in a thick local accent, several grappling hooks had already gripped the ship's side, and in no time, more than thirty pirates had leaped onto the deck of the Wind Feather.

The leader, a scarred man, twirled his curved knife, smiling as he surveyed the people on the deck.

Lin Jun then opened the panel for all the pirates.

Three gold-level.

(End of this chapter)