Sword of the pirate king

"What are you thinking about?"

Behind Noah, a tall figure came and leaned on the railing of the ship side by side with him.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, are you here to blow some air?"

The non-mainstream purple-haired mohawk nodding, silently looking at the unchanging scenery in the distance of the sea.

For those who are sailing for the first time, the excitement accounts for the vast majority, and the ordinary sea view is enough for them to enjoy it for a long time without getting bored.

But for a lieutenant general like the flying squirrel who has been out on missions for many years, the safe and solid land can bring a sense of security.

"How long are we going to sail in the New World?"

Perhaps tired of the ever-changing sea, Noah turned his head and asked.

"Feel the turbulent currents below?"

"When it dives from the surface currents into the deep sea, it's time for us to change direction and leave the new world."

"With the help of this ocean current, at least half a month can be saved. No matter how dangerous the new world is, it is worth it."

The flying squirrel explained something, and Noah was thoughtful.

"Even if you encounter a storm, do you have to endure it?"

"It's just a storm. This is a new type of warship that condenses the wisdom of the Naval Science Department. Don't worry."

"Really, then I'm relieved, let's go back to the boat and talk about it after the storm passes."

Noah stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, and walked back to the cabin slowly.

"Wait, what do you mean?"

The flying squirrel had an inexplicable bad feeling.

"When I was practicing the extreme extension technique of knowledge color domineering before, I sensed an unusual fluctuation ahead. Although it was far away, it seemed to be right on the route."

"That fluctuation, if I'm not mistaken, is a storm."

As he spoke, the flying squirrel's face turned green.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"If the guess is wrong, wouldn't it be a lie? Didn't you also say that this battleship is not afraid of the test of the storm?"

"I……"

The flying squirrel is at a loss for words, can't I pretend to be aggressive!
Stamping his feet resentfully, he disappeared in a flash, apparently returning to the command room to send navigators to carry out precise investigations.

I thought you were looking at the scenery, but you are quietly cultivating domineering.

You forced to pretend, I'm taking it!

"Lieutenant General, there is a sign of a storm two kilometers ahead, and the wind is at least, at..."

The navigator suddenly stuttered, with a little panic on his face.

"Let's talk, as long as it doesn't exceed level 15, our warship is enough to survive safely."

The flying squirrel said calmly, obviously having great confidence in the tried and tested warship.

"Wind level, at least level 16!"

"Bastard, hurry up and notify me, the whole ship is on first-level alert!"

The flying squirrel was lucky enough not to fall, held on to the table, pointed at the navigator's nose and shouted.

"Put up the sails!"

"Full left rudder, full thruster!"

"Reinforce all moving parts of the ship!"

Everyone got busy, but they didn't appear flustered. Similar things are not uncommon in the new world. They have already developed the ability to deal with it.

"According to the forecast, the best case scenario is to pass the storm and be partially affected."

"It's ok, try to avoid losses, let the ship's doctors be prepared, and deal with it as soon as possible if someone is injured."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!"

Lying on the cramped bed, I felt the turbulence of the voyage.

Noah began to think about his future plans.

"The main line is the assessment task."

For such an important matter as the promotion of the navy, how could the system not come out to make a wave of things. After he told Zefa his thoughts, he released the task.

"Graduation assessment: Defeat the pirates in the four seas to a total of 10 billion Baileys, and accumulate military merits to be promoted to at least general."

"Mission reward: 20000 redemption points, two ordinary lottery draws, and a designated reward card."

"Mission limit: complete within one year, otherwise the mission will be deemed a failure."

"There is no rush for this task. Anyway, there is a year, but it is a side task, which can be completed first."

"The second ring of the series of missions 'Golden Sea Road' - Arrival: Arrive at the Kingdom of Zilat and meet Sabal in a safe environment."

"Mission Reward: Increase the favorability of the Golden Sea Road, open the hidden product purchase list; the third ring of the series of missions is opened."

"Mission restrictions: ensure that Sabal survives. If Sabal dies, the mission will fail and the series of missions will end."

"Golden sea road, but it is a big help, if it is used well..."

With a bang, the room shook violently, almost knocking him off the bed, interrupting his thoughts.

The creaking and twisting sound of wooden planks continued to make people feel uneasy.

Noah got used to the constantly shaking ground, walked out of the room while leaning on the wall.

"Is this storm so strong?"

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, accompanied by violent shocks.

A terrifying low hiss could be heard faintly.

The knowledge unfolded, and Noah was shocked by a huge and extreme breath of life.

"Oops!"

Regardless of the shaking of the ground, Noah started the razor and rushed to the deck at the fastest speed. The scene in front of him shocked him inexplicably.

What a huge body, the huge warship is like a little yellow duck in a bathtub in front of it, helpless and pitiful.

The huge pupils that radiate a faint yellow light seem to be able to include the entire warship.

"After eating Neptune meat for half a year, is it finally retribution today?"

Noah held Mo Yun's knife handle and said, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

This was the first time he had encountered an opponent of this size.

"Noah, don't act rashly, if you anger the sea kings, our ship will be in danger!"

Seeing Noah's intentions, the already drenched flying squirrel yelled at him against the storm, and ran to his side with some worry.

"If you don't have the confidence to kill with one blow, don't just shoot casually, understand?"

"Even if you can do it, it's a taboo to kill the Sea Kings when they are close enough. The huge corpse is enough to set off a huge wave that destroys the ship. Our ship can no longer bear it!"

The flying squirrel pushed away Noah's hand on the handle of the knife, and persuaded him earnestly.

"It's a pity."

Noah also had to let go, feeling unwilling.

The flying squirrel's words are not unreasonable. His experience at sea shows that Noah, who just went to sea, can always avoid unnecessary losses by listening to his seniors' advice.

"Our warship is inlaid with sea tower stones, which can greatly reduce the chance of it being discovered. Don't act rashly at this time!"

"No, I feel as though we've been discovered."

In order to reduce attention, all the lights were extinguished on the deck, and a dark yellow "light" suddenly lit up. The busy sailors stood in place as if frozen, not daring to move.

A wave of malice swept over the top of the head.

"Get ready to do it, Noah."

The flying squirrel sighed and drew out his saber, "If we're lucky, we'll survive."

"If you are unlucky, you can only be buried in the sea."