My Magic Age

The three ships sailed against the wind and waves, following a current named "Waba" by Captain Blondie, and approached the eastern waters of Vashki.

According to Jacques' calculations, if the wind does not change, our fleet will reach Conason Island in seven days.

The one sailing in the front is Captain Jacques's Belan. The main reason why Jacques can use the Belan as he pleases is that he had learned navigation from Captain Blondie for a period of time before, and got along well with the sailors on the Belan. Many sailors like this noble boy with a straightforward personality very much.

So, in the matter of Jacques becoming the captain of the Belan, except for the first mate of the Belan, almost no one opposed it. Of course, after a brief talk with us, the first mate decisively gave up the fight for the Belan and honestly continued to be the first mate on the Belan.

So, to be honest, the personnel structure on the Belan is the best preserved of the three ships.

Following behind the Belan is the slave ship managed by Noah. Now Noah has named this slave ship "Shirley" and asked the sailors to paint the name on the hull.

In fact, he intended to name it "Mermaid Princess", but this was just an idea, and then he told me secretly. If he wanted to avoid a fire in the backyard, he must consider Shirley Newman's feelings. At least Shirley Newman has now been recognized by Louis and Mrs. Mensa, and has half a foot in the Mensa family.

Knight Lant is the most capable follower of Louis Mensa. This time he was able to follow us and protect Noah's safety throughout the journey, entirely relying on Louis's face. It must be said that Knight Lant is an all-rounder. Whether it is fighting, commanding, or managing a slave ship, he can do it.

Knight Lant took only three days to deal with all the sailors on the "Shirley", and these sailors were all obedient.

The last one was the "Slave Trader" under my control. Yes, in order to commemorate the victory of the Battle of the Nameless Island, I named this ship "Slave Trader".

I walked out of the cabin and just saw Helena yawning, pushing open the glass window, curiously looking at the deck, seeing me walk out of the cabin, smiling sweetly at me, I gestured to her and asked her if she wanted to have breakfast together, but she smiled and shook her head, indicating that she had to go back to sleep.

I guess Ying Li stayed up late again last night and consumed ten bottles of "Devil's Blood". Finally, the day before yesterday, Ying Li had some breakthroughs. She excitedly told me that she was only one step away from success.

However, I guess this one step away is just Ying Li's inference. If Ying Li wants to break through this layer of window paper, it will cost a greater price.

Recently, there is always a faint fragrance coming out of Yingli's room, which is always lingering.

This fragrance lingers in the air, sometimes drifting away with the wind, even Jacques on the Belan can occasionally smell it.

Yesterday he said to me with a worried look: Recently, I can always smell a strange fragrance in the sea breeze, and I am worried that there are large sea beasts with fragrance like sperm whales following the fleet.

A group of thief seagulls followed behind the sailboat.

The sun sprinkled warmly on the deck, and the warm sea breeze blew across the faces of the sailors.

The sailors on the "Slave Trader" fought in a row neatly, and at the whistle of the beastman female warrior Kalancuo, they quickly formed a square formation on the deck. Following Kalancuo's whistle, although those movements were still not uniform, they were a great improvement compared to yesterday.

The beast warrior Kalancuo has only one method for the trained sailors on the ship, that is, any disobedience and any mistakes will be whipped. I don’t know how many sailors have been whipped to pieces by Kalancuo’s whip in the past few days.

Then, Catalina will find me to perform "hydrotherapy" on the injured sailors.

Kalancuo only repeatedly instilled one word to these sailors: "obey."

In this way, Kalancuo has a bad reputation on this ship.

It also makes my reputation on this ship higher and higher, and many sailors have full respect for me.

The effect of the "military training" in the past few days is also obvious. The usual scattered and disorderly state of these sailors is disappearing little by little, and a new mental outlook is coming. Even Noah said that my ship looks a little different every day, but he can't tell where it is different.

Of course, I am not taking a high-pressure policy on these sailors on the ship. Although they have to recite the code of conduct every day, I have also made a lot of improvements, that is, providing some new benefits for the sailors on the ship.

The first item was to improve the food on board. Originally, because the fuel reserve on board was limited, many sailors were used to eating those raw sea fish.

Of course, I am not saying that this way of eating is bad, but I can let them eat more exquisitely. That is, as a military training reward, all the sailors on board were invited to taste the classic sashimi dishes.

For this, I also prepared for several days and asked the sailors with the most fishing experience to catch several kinds of sea fish I described, such as salmon, tuna, sea bream, mackerel, fresh shrimp, squid, etc.

Then a large meat table was placed on the deck. My skinning knife was sharpened to an extremely sharp point. In front of the meat table, I used my skillful knife skills to cut a nearly one-meter-long tuna into inch-long raw slices, and placed these raw fish slices on a wooden tray filled with crushed ice. Just the art of plating alone would increase people's appetite.

Although there was no mustard and soy sauce, I still racked my brains and used the existing resources at sea to make oyster sauce, and only provided a small dish of oyster sauce to some sailors who performed well in training.

Even so, the sailors drooled at the sight of the neatly cut, boneless and skinned fish meat. I didn't expect that the fish dishes made in this way would make hundreds of sailors on the ship so full that they lay on the deck and couldn't move.

This cooking method is actually very simple for the crew who sail on the sea all year round. They clearly know the body structure of each kind of fish. They just need a sharp knife and skilled knife skills to make this delicacy.

In fact, I also want to let them eat other ways of fish dishes in the next period of time, such as steaming, grilling, blanching, frying, braising, etc., but these things always have to be done little by little. For the above-mentioned complex dishes, I am better at fine knife skills and understanding of fish.

For the magicians, the shortage of fuel on the ship was not a problem at all, especially when a magician who was good at making magic scrolls was on the ship. So in my spare time, I drew some magic scrolls of "fire gathering" and taught the correct usage steps to the two sailors in charge of cooking on the ship in great detail.

This way, he can provide hot food to the sailors on the ship even when the weather is bad.

The second benefit is that I promise to treat every sailor on the ship.

Yes, using my "hydrotherapy" and some basic medical knowledge, I will treat some hidden diseases of these sailors, because I found that most of the sailors on the ship have serious skin diseases.

The sailors with the most serious skin diseases have calcified stratum corneum on their epidermis, and some scales or shell-like calcium hard shells have grown on their skin.

Although these hard shells can provide some protection, they also cause great trouble to them. The affected parts of many sailors will itch very much. Sometimes, when the sailors are in unbearable pain and itching, they will use sharp knives to scrape off the scales or hard shells on their bodies, but the affected parts after scraping off the scales or hard shells are easy to rot.

The cause of this skin disease is that sailors usually do not pay much attention to personal hygiene, which leads to fungal infection.

So, my method is very simple. First, I cut off the skin of the affected parts of the sailors, and then perform "hydrotherapy" on the patients to help them recover quickly.

The third benefit is based on the second benefit.

That is, I converted the two warehouses on the deck of the "Slave Trader" into baths to provide fresh water to the sailors on the "Slave Trader".

After each work, the sailors washed off the condensed salt particles on their bodies in the bathtub, so that the fungi, seaweed and some shellfish that are suitable for growing in seawater would not choose to settle on these sailors, and then did a big cleaning of their dark and damp living cabins.

At least to ensure that every sailor can get into a dry and warm bed when resting. In fact, the bedding in the sailors' rooms is almost damp and full of a salty smell. I ordered people to throw these quilts on the deck, and they must be washed with clean water, and then hung on the crossbar of the mast. These quilts must be completely dry before they are allowed to be taken back to the cabin.

In fact, what makes the sailors excited is the right to bathe in fresh water.

Many sailors have very limited bathing times in a year. Only after the ship docks, the sailors rent a hotel in the island city and take a hot bath in the hotel. However, as the skin on their bodies begins to mutate, these sailors no longer get off the ship, because the sicker they are, the more they care about other people's strange eyes.

These days I have been following the most experienced sailors to find fish schools in the ocean currents. As long as I find a school of fish, I will use the big net on the boat to catch fish. In fact, chasing fish schools to catch fish is a very pleasant thing, especially when the net is collected, I see countless sea fish tumbling in the net, and several sailors push the huge winch to pull those sea fish into the fish warehouse and mix them with ice.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you can catch thousands of kilograms of sea fish in one net. Of course, don't expect these sea fish to be so delicious.

Facts tell me that no matter how these sea fish taste, they immediately become the most popular meat after being transported back to Xinliu Valley. First, the orc warriors have the largest share, followed by the Yelo native laborers, who have never eaten sea fish. The remaining sea fish will be rewarded to the most diligent barbarian slaves. Even the leftover fish bones will not be wasted, and will be thrown to the goblin slaves who dig caves. These goblins will fight over a fish bone on the ground.

This "Slave Trader" has suddenly become the best way to obtain meat, and it is extremely convenient to transport it to Xinliu Valley. You only need to erect a portal at the fish outlet at the bottom of the cabin, and then open the fish outlet of the fish cabin. The sea fish will flow into the portal mixed with ice and pile up like a hill on the teleportation altar.

The orcs will put these sea fish and ice into the cave warehouse together.

There are always countless fish in this vast sea in the Vashj plane.

While on the ship, I secretly returned to Xinliu Valley several times. Bernd commanded all the forces that Xinliu Valley could mobilize to actively lay railroad tracks. The track laying speed was very fast. From the transmission altar to the stone chamber storing the "devil's blood", this section of the road had already been laid with railroad tracks.

In this state, our fleet sailed to Conason Island.

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In the morning, Jacques pointed to the sea chart and said to Noah and me confidently: In three days, the fleet will be able to reach Conason Island smoothly.

But at noon, I found that a dark cloud appeared in the sky in the eastern sea area. Those rolling dark clouds were constantly swallowing the sky, and there was a thunderous sound like an explosion in the distance. Under the cover of the dark clouds, lightning struck from time to time. The lightning in the dark clouds gathered together and rushed from the clouds to the sea surface, forming a series of thunder waterfalls.

The wind at sea also became somewhat unpredictable, blowing eastwards and northwards. Although Jacques quickly issued orders to lower the sails and change course, sailing southwards first, preferably to bypass the storm, he obviously underestimated the speed of the storm.

When we discovered the storm, it was too late.

Those dark clouds in the sky were like a galloping horse, quickly engulfing our fleet.

Bean-sized rain fell on the ship. At this time, the sails on the masts of the sailboats had all been lowered, but the wind still blew the ship towards the center of the storm, and lightning in the black clouds fell on the sea.

The waves surged slowly at the beginning, and now the waves that surged casually are three or four meters high. Our ship rises and falls in the surging waves. This situation is completely beyond Jacques's ability.

At this time, Jacques slapped his head and thought that if we could find a sheltered island in advance and anchor the three ships near the island, we might be able to avoid the storm, but unfortunately, when Noah came up with this idea, we were already swallowed by the dark clouds.

Jacques unfolded the sea chart and spread it on the table, drew a big circle on it with a pen, and said to us: "Our ship is now in this area, but I'm sorry, according to the sea chart, there are no islands around this sea area suitable for us to anchor our ships."

The wind and waves on the sea are getting stronger and stronger.