Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 170 Tempest

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the Revenge swayed left and right under the impact of the waves. Karl had to hold the mast of the sailboat tightly to prevent being thrown off the observation deck by the shaking mast.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and pea-sized raindrops fell from the gray sky.

Acting captain Khalil Torrance quickly ran out of the captain's room, directing the sailors to perform their duties and deal with the storm.

The basic sailors staggered to the front of the main and auxiliary masts, pulled the ropes, tried to raise the sails up, and slow down the speed of the Revenge, but failed after several attempts.

"anchor!"

"quick!"

After hearing his words, Tire struggled to get up from the deck, and ran into the cabin regardless of the wounds on his body. With the sound of heavy objects entering the water, the hull soon became heavy. Although it still swayed from side to side, the magnitude Reduced a lot.

Karl found the right opportunity and prepared to cast a spell. Then, under the eyes of everyone looking at a fool, he jumped down like a fool. Just ten meters away from the deck, the arcane light in his hand said, three words from Karl's Spit out.

"Flash!"

Karl's figure slowly disappeared, but his real body appeared on the deck at a height of one meter. Although Karl had prepared himself, the height of one meter made his calculations a little wrong. With his feet hanging in the air, Karl decisively Xiang Qiang rolled out, keeping the impact of his fall low-key.

With the help of Khalil Torrance, Karl stood up quickly, and the wind was howling, and he shouted at Khalil Torrance: "What's wrong!?"

"The current speed is too fast, and the sailboat may disintegrate under the impact of the waves. We must reduce the speed of the Revenge!!"

"Although it has broken down, the speed is still too fast. We must try to reduce the speed."

Under the leadership of the boatswain, the sailors attacked the sail for the second time. On the shaking deck, they walked extremely hard. Every time they advanced three steps, they would retreat two steps. Five minutes passed, and the distance traveled Less than five meters.

Karl squatted at the stern, in the corridor of the exit of the captain's cabin, hugged the doorpost tightly, and shouted: "Do we have spare sails?"

"Yes," Khalil Torrance nodded, ignoring Carl behind him after speaking, and crawling forward with hands and feet.

At this time, a huge wave hit the Revenge, the wave exceeded the deck by three meters, and the sea water piped down, drenching everyone on the deck.

At this time, Karl began to cast spells. In this swaying environment, casting spells was quite difficult. Blink was a smooth spell, and the casting speed was very fast. The interference of the environment was not obvious to Blink.

"Magic weapon!"

A purple long sword appeared in front of Karl.

He continued to cast spells.

"Spiritualization!"

The demonized weapon moved as if it had life, and the long sword stood up automatically, with the side of the hilt facing Karl, as if waiting for him to give an order.

"Manipulation!"

A telepathy rose from Karl's heart, and the long sword in front of him was allowed to be controlled by him. Karl's arm was raised high, and the magic weapon flew into the sky with his movements, and quickly flew to the sky under Karl's control. The sails of the mainmast.

Then a series of scratches appeared on the ship. Under Karl's control, the sail quickly became two halves. The magic weapon did not stop. The sail quickly became pieces and was blown into the sea by the strong wind middle.

The speed of the Revenge began to slow down, and Khalil Torrance seized the opportunity to rush to the bow with his sailors, pull the rope, and raise the sail on the secondary mast.

The sailors climbed up with hands and feet, and fixed the sail on the top of the mast. One sailor accidentally fell off the mast and was rescued by Karl's Midas. Soon everyone worked together, and the speed of the ship was completely slow. down.

Tell ran out of the cabin and yelled at Khalil Torrance at the bow, and the sailors returned to the cabin again and poured the seawater out of the cabin with wooden barrels.

Carl took Carol and Cowley to help too. The seawater in the cabin had submerged the ankles. The night elf Galina Nightblade was curled up in the low cage, half of her body had been submerged in the seawater. Cowley pulled out The dagger, with a flash of silver light, cut off the lock of the cage, and Carl and Carol helped Galina Nightblade out of the cell.

"We'll keep an eye on her for you," Carl nodded to Khalil Torrance, handing Galina Nightblade with her hands bound to Carol.

The storm lasted for 2 hours, and in the following time, it became a water panning competition. Everyone had to continuously transfer the water in the cabin to prevent the water from sinking due to too much water.

When the storm stopped, the crowd cheered continuously, all kinds of hats were thrown into the sky, and the sailors' faces were full of smiles, thankful for having survived the sudden storm.

The climate of the ocean is multi-faceted, and the storms come and go quickly, and soon the dark clouds dissipate, the sun reappears in the sky, and the deck is exuding the salty smell of sea water.

Karl beckoned, returned to the adventurer's room, and changed the wet clothes. He regretted that he didn't know the cleaning technique, otherwise he wouldn't need to wash clothes by hand, and only needed a spell to solve the problem.

When he reappeared on the deck, most of the deck had been restored under the command of Khalil Torrance. A new sail was re-arranged on the main mast. The mud and water on the deck and in the cabin had not been cleaned up. They sat around in twos and threes, eating something.

"Mr. Carl."

Taylor's voice came from behind, "If you don't mind, we would like to invite you to have dinner together."

"No problem," Karl nodded, and followed Tire to the corner of the deck.

The dinner for the sailors was not rich, but it was not bad. Each of them brought a big bowl of thick broth. The broth was the combination of beef jerky and hard bread that Karl was familiar with. He tried a sip, and the taste was unimaginable. Coupled with the severe physical exertion, he soon drank up the whole night broth.

"Sir, thank you for saving me," Thiel will quickly fill Carl's bowl with broth, and say gratefully to him, "If it weren't for you, I might be dead by now."

Carl, signaled that he didn't care.

This is another young man younger than him. To be precise, it should be a child laborer who has not yet reached age. He introduced: "This is Ron, from a remote island, thank you for saving him just now." .”

Ron's face was still childish, and he was still a young child. He was very shy and dull, and only said "Thank you, Master Master", and then stepped aside without speaking.

"Ron's mother was gone since he was a child. His father was an alcoholic and owed a pi share of gambling debts. He was arrested by the island's ruler and locked up. If he has no money, he will be locked up forever."

Karl nodded and looked towards the stern. Khalil Torrance directed several sailors to push Galina Nightblade into the cabin and lock her back into the cell.

"Be careful," Carl said to Tyre and Ron in a low voice. I always have a feeling that she is not the murderer, and she will do it again.

(End of this chapter)