Port of The Hague, Naru Glorious Fisherman.

Pretty much what the fat owner of the tavern said, this is a beautiful big merchant ship ready to go north. The ship was fully staffed and well prepared, but considering that it would not dock for a long time, the captain decided to spare half a day for additional supplies and then sail to the destination in one go.

At this time, the Naru Glory Fisherman was anchored in the harbor and connected to the shore by numerous gangplanks. Many sailors were sweating profusely carrying grain, vegetables, dried meat, wine, fresh water, etc., and ran to the deck of the ship on the wooden gangplank. Then under the arrangement of the boatswain, the third officer, and the second officer, they were put into different warehouses and stored.

The captain was a thin, half-white old man named Morgan, with blonde hair interspersed with strands of silver, and a neatly trimmed beard, looking capable and majestic. At this time, he was wearing a sky-blue tight-fitting suit, with a long sword hanging from his waist and a leather whip in his hand, and was standing at the bow of the ship, supervising the actions of all the crew.

Richard took Pandora and several other passengers who were about to take the boat north, and after checking the tickets, he stepped on the gangplank and walked to the cabin below the ship, led by a square-faced strong man who claimed to be the first mate.

So far, so good.

But as he walked, Richard felt that something was wrong.

Why keep going down?

According to the experience of the giant ship on the East Coast, the lower the cabin, the worse the conditions. Especially in the cabins on the ground floor, it is extremely humid and may leak.

But the first mate, named Williams, really led everyone to the ground floor, and then assigned cabins to everyone.

After the assignment was completed, there was a "squeak", and Richard pushed open the door of the cabin that temporarily belonged to him and walked in, only to see that the cabin was extremely low, barely lit by a bean-like oil lamp.

The walls of the room are covered with shells, and in the corner is a cluster of mushrooms of unknown species. The furniture in the whole room, except for an oil lamp and a bed, was nothing more miserable than when it was on the giant ship.

Stepping on the damp ground, he walked to the side of the bed and touched it, and Richard was not surprised to find that the futon was extremely wet.

With a light sigh, Richard waved his hand and cast a spell that quickly gathered the water vapor in the cabin, and then froze into ice cubes and stored it in the spatial iron ring.

The cabin became dry, and as he sat down on the bed, Richard already figured out what was going on.

If there is no accident, he was pitted by the fat boss of the tavern.

Although the fat owner of the tavern kept saying that he had arranged a particularly good cabin for him, in fact, in order to save money, he should have arranged the cheapest and worst cabin.

But it didn't matter, after all, he wouldn't really stay in the cabin all the time. Considering that the voyage was not short, he spent most of his time in the Garden of Eden for experimental research - before leaving White Rock City, he took great pains to build the Garden of Eden into a full-fledged portable laboratory, which could not be wasted.

With that in mind, Richard walked out of the hatch to see when it would be time to set sail - now in the harbor, the ship was too chaotic to enter the Garden of Eden, and it would be more appropriate to wait until it had set sail.

Walking to the door of the cabin, Richard stopped, turned his head to look at Pandora, who was sitting on the cabin bed, chattering, and asked, "Pandora, do you want to go to the deck with me to breathe?"

Pandora looked up and replied to Richard with a serious face: "Five-five-twenty-five!"

Richard: "......"

"Uh, okay. After a short silence, Richard admonished, "Then you can continue to memorize the Ninety-Nine Watch, stay in the cabin obediently, don't walk around, don't cause trouble, understand?"

Pandora: "Five-five, two-five-ten, three-five-one-fifteen, four-five-twenty, five-five......"

Richard shook his head, turned and walked out, all the way to the deck.

Here, Richard saw the sailors docking for supplies, almost finished, and preparing to leave the port.

On deck, sailors removed the gangplanks and tried to lift anchor, while on the shore sailors were struggling to untie the ropes that held the ship in place.

At this time, Richard suddenly saw that in the crowd on the shore, the divination woman was standing with some ghosts, her eyes were looking straight at her, and her eyes were resentful, as if she was saying something.

Because the distance was too far and the environment was too noisy, Richard couldn't hear clearly. But even if you can't hear it clearly, you can guess that it is nothing more than an insult or a threat.

It didn't matter, he didn't believe that with the ability to divinate women, he could still carry out some damage to the sea ship from a distance? Even a formal wizard didn't have this ability, right?

There was a "pop", and by this time the sailors on the shore had completely untied the ropes that fixed the boat, stepped on the only remaining springboard, and staggered back to the deck. Then the last deck was stowed and the merchant ship headed out to sea.

The figure of the divination woman on the shore moved away little by little, and finally Richard saw the other party raise his hand and make a very obvious threatening gesture, and then turned away.

Richard shook his head lightly, not taking it seriously, and prepared to return to the cabin and enter the Garden of Eden.

At this moment, on the other side of the deck, a noisy sound suddenly sounded.

"Stop him, stop him!" shouted several sailors.

"Hmm, what's the situation?" Richard was puzzled, and when he heard the sound, he saw a fat man with a round belly, carrying a kitchen knife in one hand, running quickly.

Behind the fat man, several sailors chased after him, but he could not catch up at all.

The rest of the sailors on the deck, seeing that the fat man had a knife in his hand, did not dare to get too close, and were stunned by the fat man and ran to the edge of the deck in one go.

By this time, the ship had completely left the port and was heading deeper into the sea.

Then a group of sailors slowly surrounded the fat man with a knife, and kept persuading him.

"Bart, what's wrong with you? ”

"It's like, what do you have to say, what do you look like when you suddenly hold a knife? Everyone is still waiting for you to cook, and if something happens, everyone will go hungry!"

The sailors said this, but the fat man with the kitchen knife was extremely excited, and while waving his hand wildly to prevent the sailors from approaching, he said hysterically: "You are all bastards! This is a ship of doom, do you know it! If you go down now, everyone on this ship will die, they will all die! You go back quickly, return to the port quickly, hurry up!"

"This—" The sailors were stunned when they heard the words of the fat man called "Bart".

At this time, Williams, the square-faced strong man, pushed away the sailor, walked in front of Bart, and said with a frown: "Bart, you are crazy, what nonsense! Our Naru Glorious Fisherman, which has never had an accident, has never had an accident, how did it become a ship of doom? I tell you, now that is, the captain has gone to the captain's room to rest, and if he comes out later, he will have to reward you with a whip when he sees you like this!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of most of the sailors flashed with horror, and it was obvious that they had a deep understanding of the captain's whip and were extremely jealous.