Old Sword Master

Thinking of his son who was involved in the Mediterranean, Vernell was totally unable to control his emotions. He chanted and cast spells, preparing to move towards Fengfan for a “Fireball Technique”.

The look of Vernell made the little Bazin and Uncle Hei onlookers as nervous as Santalili. They were very confident in Wood at first, but at this time they also vaguely understood that competing with nature has never been so simple. of.

“Don’t Fireball, this distance is too dangerous, it’s dangerous to explode towards Wood.” Uncle Hei also took off his armor at this time, “Is there any spider?”

Vernell became a little more sober, and then he also gave Uncle Hei a “spider walking technique”, which is a very useful support magic for sea operations. In fact, an hour ago, he wanted to suggest Wood to put the sails away, but Morty suddenly proposed Asked an academic question about magic. The level was much higher than usual. Vernell was so attracted that he forgot to remind the inexperienced Wood not to struggle with a sail.

Uncle Hei had climbed to Wood’s side at this time. They were all holding the handle on the pole with one hand and the weapon in the other, so it was very difficult.

As they chop, the storm gets bigger and bigger.

Wood can still hold on, but Uncle Hei is seeing more and more precarious.

In the end, the sword of thunder cut off the last cable that hooked the sail, and the ten-meter-long canvas was immediately swept away by the storm, and it flew out over 100 meters in a few seconds.

“1000 big strawberry pie…” Wood looked at it and disappeared from sight.

“Ah!”

But at this moment, the handle Uncle Hei was holding was suddenly blown off by the storm!

Regardless of the danger, Wood stood still with his feet, and slapped Uncle Hei with his sword with both hands. He would rather hurt him than pat him on the deck.

This time I took Uncle Hei down a few meters, but he still couldn’t stabilize his body, he still moved towards the ship rolling outside.

“I’m holding you, hold on!” The one who finally held Uncle Hei was Elble, who listened to Little Bazin and read “True God Sutra” for several days with him.

The Moor naturalizer reminded Elble of his own destiny, and he took the Uncle Hei at the risk of being swept into the sea by the storm.

Wood rushed over and pulled them both back.

Then they returned to the cockpit together, by which time most of the crew had returned to the cabin under the deck.

…

After 6 hours.

The “Wooker Oil 01” was in a mess, with scattered wood chips and materials soaked in seawater.

However, the cockpit constructed with array and high-quality wood has withstood the test, except for a little water seepage, there are no other problems.

They have survived the first round of the storm. Wood can’t breathe a sigh of relief. Vernell and the experienced sailors on board agreed that they were only temporarily out of the storm. In the next few days, they will all face severe rainstorm and rainstorm excitation. Other threats.

Elble scanned four places. Little Bazin and Uncle Hei are sitting back to back behind a mast, praising God together. Usually he cannot hide according to the agreement, but today is not necessary. Little Bazin is tired now. Half dead, so he didn’t come to arrest him.

The crew of course did not have much interest in the prayers of little Bazin. Under the leadership of Santalali, they praised Lord of the Storm together and thanked K for reducing the intensity of the storm, and only brought destruction on the heretics without taking their lives. And property.

This may not be random thinking. In the storm that just passed, Wood’s crew did not die, and there were only two wounded, and all were slightly injured. Considering that they had just encountered a rare and relatively large storm in the Mediterranean, this is indeed It is amazing.

Of course, Elble also noticed Santaalali and the others. In addition, the Dark Sun Mass organized by young Bazin in the past few days was completely unpopular. He already understood why Wood gave them as generous as possible in Venice.

To be fair, although young Bazin didn’t have a deep understanding of Dark Sun’s teachings, he was forced to recite scriptures by his mother since he was a child. That is enough to bluff people.

Elble had always wondered why no one would accompany him to listen to the scriptures. He now understands that Wood and the group are probably not serious believers in God.

He walked a few steps and leaned against the bridge, because in the past few days he was normal except for one episode with Wood. Wood also specially told everyone that Elble had a special situation at the time, and he had already gotten it. After the lesson, the conflict has been resolved that time, and everyone should not take seriously.

In addition, he performed extremely well in the past hour. Not only did he take a piece of precious sail against the already formed rainstorm, but he also held a crew member who almost fell into the sea. Many crew members also hoped that he would come with him. Praising Lord of the Storm, of course, was stopped by little Bazin.

Elble soon discovered that the situation in the cabin was not so reassuring.

“Captain, captain?”

“Ok?”

“Captain, you can’t do this…”

“En.”

Although he has been a captain for some time, Wood is still quite unskilled in handling a basic skill of this role.

And the old sailor who taught him how to operate the rudder didn’t really understand, but only had some limited experience. Of course, it’s very rare for an illiterate old man to have some experience. After all, they are just this. Generation talents immigrated to Crete and used to live in small valley towns.

Wood hardly brought Dark Sun followers to improve his control, but he also lost some talents. Gandia City has a lot of experienced captains and more chief mates, but Wood felt that his mage was enough, so he did not recruit these Dark Suns. Believers, it is a bit embarrassing right now.

The old sailor next to him was sweating. He just realized that Wood was completely inexperienced. He even thought that the ship was going to sink. Wood, who showed amazing courage and balance in the reefing, was totally two things.

In fact, Wood is not good at directing the crew to maneuver the sails. Of course he has no problem on board.

Most of these tasks were done for him by the mages. Vernell led the team as the Teacher, and Santali and Morty both learned well.

In fact, Wood can learn better, but he is more willing to spend his time practicing sword technique and training such as maintaining balance on the deck and jumping.

But the mages were too busy the past few days.

Morty’s trust level became doubtful, and Wood had to let Santalili stare at him. The old and frail Vernell had too many tasks. He had to keep an eye on the “anti-evil array” in the cabin, and rushed to the sea on the deck. The sailors threatened too much, and Wood also worried that there was more than one threat from demons.

Wood can only do the boat job by himself.