I'm not really a poison trainer

"dudu~"

Before night fell, accompanied by a loud whistle, the Flying slowly left the Haichao Town Pier and sailed towards the sunset.

For it, Haichao Town is just a temporary harbor. After all, it cannot stay for a long time.

It is just like a bus in the city, except that its service range is much wider than that of a bus, and it has to travel back and forth in a sea area.

At this time, Sato Yun was in a small but well-equipped room with luxurious decoration.

This was in exchange for the high-end ferry ticket he bought at a considerable expense.

With billions in his pocket but no way to spend money, Sato Yun had no choice but to use this to improve his living standard.

Having wealth but continuing to live a miserable life is not frugality, it is stupidity.

After all, money depreciates.

Not long after, the sky was replaced by night, and Sato Yun stood alone on the shoulder of the bow.

The sea breeze at night is a bit cold, and it will definitely make people shiver and give goose bumps all over their bodies when it blows on a person wearing thin clothing.

Therefore, people on the ship are basically unwilling to come to the deck. They prefer to attend the banquet held on the ship at this time.

Sato Yun is not afraid of this. No matter how thin his clothes are and how cold the wind is, he only feels like a gentle breeze now because his physique is far beyond that of ordinary people.

He raised his head and saw a sky full of stars.

"Da Na~" (The night here seems different from that in the forest.)

The Ivysaur next to Sato Yun also raised her head and looked at the night sky. She compared it in her mind and expressed her own opinion.

"This may be related to the vastness of the sea. Look around. Do you feel like the sea is vast and the sky is vast?"

Hearing this, Sato Yun smiled slightly.

Ivysaur doesn't understand what a vast sea and sky mean, but she still understands the word broad.

She thought about it and felt that this made sense.

Indeed, in the forest, she could usually only see the night sky through the gaps in the tree canopy. The way she looked at the night sky might be very similar to a frog looking at the sky from a well.

After arriving at the sea, although she couldn't see any green spots, the vitality here was no less than that of the forest, and it gave her a feeling of freedom.

"Guigui~" (Is that so?)

Ghost Stone suddenly appeared, scratching his head with his gas-like claws and wondering.

He used to live in the forest, but when he saw the night sky, it was when he was flying around in the sky. He didn't feel that the night sky here was any different from that in the forest.

After saying this, Ghost Stone seemed to feel something, and immediately turned his head to look in a certain direction, and then became invisible instantly.

Not only Ghoststone, but Ivysaur and Ninja Shell also turned their heads and looked in the same direction, with alert eyes in their eyes.

Seeing this, Sato Yun certainly knew that this was because they used their ability to sense life energy to find someone coming towards him.

Seven or eight seconds later, a tall man appeared in his field of vision.

Sato Yun remembered who this man was, wearing a navy blue turban, with sharp eyes that could even be said to be fierce. He was the boatswain on the ship, and his name was Michelson.

The reason why he recognized this person was that this person came to the door in person to introduce himself, and the other party offered to invite him to serve as a temporary guard on the ship.

Unfortunately, the reward was a bit stingy, only 20 yuan. How could Uncle Sato Yun, who was already rich, value such a small amount of money, so he declined decisively.

Maybe he had offended this person. The other person's face suddenly became ugly at that time, and his eyes were full of surprise and a bit of hidden anger. He must have offended this person, and I don't know why this person came to him again. Why.

"Mr. Sato, we meet again. I didn't expect to see you here at this time. Why don't you go to the banquet held on the ship? Is the food prepared by the cook on the ship not to your taste?"

At this time, Michelson's face was no longer gloomy when he was rejected by him before. He was the first to say hello to Sato Yun with a smile on his face, as if he were meeting a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

It's a pity that his face is really fierce, and his eyes are also very fierce. Even when he smiles, he is still enthusiastic and gives people a very unreal feeling, similar to a tiger's smile, which hides murderous intent.

Sato Yun is already a person who has seen blood. Among the opponents he killed was a gym-level strongman. Of course, he would not be frightened by Michelson's tiger smile.

But he stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. He smiled politely and said: "Of course not, the food tastes very good. I'm used to traveling alone and I'm not used to the atmosphere at this banquet. So I came here to enjoy the breeze. I'm the boatswain." His devotion to duty is admirable.”

"No, this is just my duty. At night, the water elves in the sea are most likely to attack. People like me who make a living on the sea cannot be careless at this time, otherwise ten lives will not be enough. "

When Maxon heard Sato Yun, an outstanding trainer, praise him like this, he felt secretly happy and said with a smile.

"I see. It seems I was a little careless. It's probably not safe to come here alone. Thank you to the boatswain for reminding me."

Sato Yun showed a surprised expression and said gratefully.

This was true, and he was indeed grateful for Michelson's reminder.

The sea is different from the forest. He came here rashly and alone. If something happens, he will really bring it upon himself.

At this time, he finally realized that he was still in a wild area even on the boat, and the strength of the wild elves in the sea was no worse than those on land, and maybe their territory was much stronger than those on land. If he accidentally fell into the sea , I guess it will be bad luck.

"Sure enough, it's still a little swollen."

Sato Yun warned himself secretly.

"It's your duty, no need to thank you. Besides, with your strength, Mr. Sato, it's more than enough to escape as long as you don't encounter those unimaginably powerful king-level elves."

Michelson waved his hand and expressed great recognition of Sato Yun's strength.

Sato Yun did not expect that Michelson was so optimistic about his own strength, but he would not really reveal his true strength just because of a compliment from the other party. He laughed at himself: "Bossun is overrated, I am just a little He's just an elite trainer, it's no big deal, if something happens, you still need to take more responsibility."

"Only elite level?"

Michelson was surprised, then suspicious.

He didn't have much contact with Sato Yun, and he didn't quite understand Sato Yun, so he didn't believe Sato Yun's words.

But he was a measured person. Since he felt that Sato Yun wanted to hide his clumsiness and had a vague attitude of rejecting others, he had no choice but to swallow the matter of inviting Sato Yun as a temporary guard again for the time being and said with a smile: "No. Problem, but it’s very windy here, and it’s easy to catch a cold if you stay here for a long time. Mr. Sato, you’d better go back early, bye.”

"Yeah, I will, bye Bosun."

Sato Yun nodded.

The conversation between the two ended here.

Then, not long after Michelson left, two sailors came to the bow deck together, one of whom had very dark skin.

Sato Yun's eyesight was very good and he could see clearly. He knew that this man was definitely not a black man and was simply tanned. However, this was the first time he had seen such a tanned person.

This man was dressed like another sailor, wearing a standard sailor uniform. He had an ordinary face, one that would be difficult to photograph if thrown into a crowd, but he had a pair of very charming blue eyes. It was these eyes that aroused Sato Yun paid attention to this person.

Looking left and right, he looked like an ordinary sailor. After a few glances, Sato Yun looked away, and then left with a group of elves.

When Sato Yun left, the dark-skinned sailor kept staring at him from the corner of his eyes. There was some murderous intent hidden in his indifferent eyes, but this murderous intent only flashed past, making it difficult for people to detect.

. . .

Late at night, in the captain's cabin.

The old captain was standing upright, looking intently at the sea outside the glass in front of him, his cloudy eyes showing a bit of solemnity and worry.

At this time, a thick layer of clouds had appeared over the sea, and thunder snakes flashed across the sea in the distance from time to time.

As a person who has spent most of his life at sea, he didn't know that this was a sign of an approaching storm.

"Damn it, I didn't expect to encounter a storm just after leaving Haichao Town. I don't know if it was caused by natural formation or powerful water elves this time. I hope it was the former."

Old Captain Jack frowned and said.

"Yeah, I hope it's not the latter."

Vice Captain Hank on the side agreed. He seemed to have remembered some bad experience at this moment. His face was extremely ugly, his eyes were filled with fear, and his body was shaking involuntarily.

When the old captain saw the deputy captain's appearance, he felt contempt in his heart, but did not mock him.

Because he knew why Hank, a seven-foot man, was so scared. In fact, the dangerous experience at sea was too torturous, and not everyone could easily overcome this hurdle.

The fact that Hank will become like this is related to the wild king-level elf war that the Flying Star encountered during the last smuggling operation.

Hank was unlucky to be on the deck at that time. The huge waves caused by the aftermath of the battle between two powerful king-level elves swept him from the deck into the sea. If he hadn't been clever, he would have grabbed a rope connected to the railing. , it is estimated that the people are gone.

But it also left a huge psychological shadow. Every time I encountered a storm, I couldn't help but become afraid.

The old captain is a nostalgic person. He has worked with Hank much longer than Michelson. But with Hank in his current condition, he will definitely not be able to hand over his beloved Flying to such a waste after he retires.

"I hope I can earn enough pension after this time. I've had enough of this terrible life at sea. It's just a pity that my Flying Number will end up in the hands of that bastard."

Old Jack sighed in his heart.

Then, he picked up the ship's wired phone and called Boatswain Michelson to go to his room, and then temporarily handed over the helm to Hank.

He was old and lacked energy, so the night watch work could only be left to the able-bodied deputy captain.

Before leaving, Old Jack comforted Hank with a few words and asked him not to be too nervous. If he couldn't hold it anymore, he would immediately call the internal phone to tell him.

. . .

Not long after Old Jack returned to his room, there was a knock on the door, and then Michelson's voice sounded outside the door.

Old Jack opened the door to let Michelson in and asked, "How did things go?"

"It didn't go very well. He was an unsociable guy, and he was very wary. He probably traveled alone for too long. It would be very difficult to find him to cooperate with."

Michelson found a sofa and sat down, shaking his head.

"It's normal. You continue to have contact with him and lower his vigilance as much as possible. But before the temporary docking at the next port, you must give me an explanation. This time is different from before. It was a big shot who personally gave the explanation. That person really There is no need to force him if he doesn't want to. I don't believe that he can still stand by and watch in dangerous moments. He can't survive without us in this vast sea."

The old captain said nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, I will try my best."

After hearing this, Michelson nodded and said, feeling much more relaxed and showing a bad smile.

"Don't say what you say on the surface but do the opposite behind your back. You must try your best to win over him. You must know that when disaster strikes, we will go our separate ways. If we can't restrain him with the chain of interests, he will fall apart at the critical moment. The possibility is very high, don’t make fun of your own life.”

Old Jack was a mature man, and he could see Michelson's little thoughts at a glance, and immediately struck him with a straight face.

Michelson's heart trembled, and he got rid of the little thought in his mind of coercing Sato Yun to join the war.

The captain was right. If Sato Yun could not be persuaded with benefits, if something happened, the consequences would be difficult to predict. Who knows whether Sato Yun would have escaped immediately.

If you think about it from his perspective, if he encountered this kind of thing, he might really abandon the others and run away immediately.

Next, the two continued to discuss smuggling matters, and then dispersed.

. . .

"Boom~"

There were huge bursts of thunder.

The storm finally came, and the sea became crazy. Under the influence of the strong wind, the waves continued to rise on the sea surface, causing the Flying to stagger. Fortunately, everything on the ship had been fixed in advance, otherwise it would definitely have disturbed the people on the ship. Very uncomfortable.

At this time, on the bow deck, a sailor wearing a raincoat was making a cursing inspection.

Soon, while patrolling the stern of the ship, he met another companion who was also wearing a raincoat. This was an ordinary sailor with dark skin. Because his skin was too dark, they all liked to call him a nigger.

Just when he was about to call his companion as usual, a long tentacle suddenly shot out from under the boat and wrapped around his body.

The sailor can be considered a battle-experienced trainer. When the tentacle appeared, he immediately grabbed the elf ball at his waist and prepared to release the elf.

But he never expected that the companion in front of him would punch him on the head, knocking him to the point of death.

Then, before he could even scream, he was pulled into the sea by the tentacles.