My Magic Age

The Belan sailed on the vast ocean, following an ocean current, sailing eastward at full speed.

There seemed to be no obvious dividing line between the blue sky and the vast sea. In the sky, the white ones were clouds, and on the sea, the white ones were surging waves.

There were thousands of islands of all sizes on the plane of Vashj, but there was no large-scale inland. This was a world of water.

The waves several meters high were surging, like a herd of horses galloping on the grassland, and they kept hitting the side of the ship. The Belan was like a sharp blade that cut through thorns and thorns, cutting the blue sea water in half.

We are warriors who ride the wind and waves. When the sailboat splits the waves several meters high, it will make us feel excited.

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Kalancuo stood at the bow and pried open Deborah's hand that was tightly holding the rope. .

Deborah stood on the tip of the copper horn in front of her with a wronged look on her face. Her wings were slightly spread, trying to keep her body balanced so as not to fall off the boat. She held a rope on the bow tightly with both hands, her face pale with fear, and she pleaded with Kalancuo.

Several thief seagulls hovered over their heads, making a few frivolous calls from time to time, as if they were mocking the person with a pair of strange wings below.

"I'm so scared, Kalancuo!" Deborah cried and screamed to Kalancuo.

Kalancuo shook his head gently and firmly, pried her hands holding the rope apart, and kicked her off the boat with force.

There was a shrill howl from the bow, and Deborah fell off the boat.

The sailors on the deck couldn't help but secretly smack their lips, and when they looked at Kalancuo, their eyes were full of awe.

Kalancuo turned to Katarina who was leaning on the foremast and spread his hands, saying: "Look...it's actually that simple!"

Katarina raised her pointed white chin, ignoring Kalancuo's provocation, and just quietly watched the dolphins chasing the sailboat on the sea in the distance.

Three seconds later, a white and black figure rushed up from under the side of the ship.

Deborah stretched her wings, stretched her body flat, and went upstream with the help of a sea breeze. Her figure was beautiful and enchanting. Between the blue sky and the sea, she was like a fairy dancing in the wind, sometimes circling, sometimes diving, sometimes chasing the frightened thief seagulls flying around, and sometimes passing by the lookout, causing the sailors on the lookout to be obsessed and stunned.

She looked at her wings in surprise, and looked at her body flying in the air in disbelief. She spread her wings and soared in the wind like the thief seagulls at the stern.

Deborah gradually discovered that as long as she mastered some simple flying skills, flying in the air was actually a very interesting thing. Although there were still a few crystal tears on her innocent face, it was full of surprises.

She was like a child who found a new toy, constantly trying to test the toy, both good and bad.

Doing it right is a kind of gain, and doing it wrong is a warning to herself.

Gradually, she began to be dissatisfied with just circling back and forth beside the sailboat, and she began to try to fly farther.

She found that the higher she flew, the wider her vision was, so she kept climbing up, she wanted to fly into the cloud in the sky, and her figure kept getting smaller and smaller in our sight...

"Aren't you afraid that she will be like a bird that flew out of a cage and never come back?" Bronte came out of the captain's room, walked to my side, held the railing with both hands, and asked me.

No matter where he went, his wooden prosthesis would knock on the floor very forcefully, making a "dong dong dong" sound.

Shaking my head, I pointed to my chest and said to him, "We are here, and we have some connection."

"Magic contract?" Captain Bronte said to me with emotion, "Sometimes, magic contracts can't stop those who yearn for freedom!"

"No, I mean, she has my blood in her body." I replied.

As I was talking, the small black dot in the sky kept getting bigger, and Deborah gathered her whole body and swooped down from the sky like a cannonball.

In our horrified eyes, she fell to the edge of the ship's side, then spread her wings, slid her body along the sea level for a long distance, and then turned back.

It's just that her landing posture was very bad. Well, our Deborah didn't learn how to land perfectly from the thief seagull. When she wanted to fold her wings and land on the horizontal bar, she found that her feet were very different from the claws of the thief seagull, and she couldn't hold the horizontal bar firmly.

So at the moment she stood on the horizontal bar, her feet suddenly slipped and hit the sail headfirst.

Perhaps, this was Deborah’s first flight in the true sense, because this flight made her feel the joy of flying.

Although Deborah almost begged and cried to Kalancuo a quarter of an hour ago, and was afraid of her, a quarter of an hour later, although Deborah accidentally sprained her foot after bumping into the sail, she still followed Kalancuo happily with a smile on her face, just because of a casual compliment from Kalancuo, she would be happy for a long time, like a child who only remembers food but not beatings.

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Captain Bronte stood in front of me, trying his best to smooth the fat on his face with a smile, but he was an out-and-out murderer.

The sailors on the whole ship were extremely afraid of his cruelty. This time, three unlucky guys did not escape the disaster. They were tied to the mast as spies and exposed to the sun for three days and four nights. In the end, the three sailors died of dehydration under the scorching sun.

Miss Cherry, a righteous Bena swordsman, had approached Captain Bronte several times, trying to persuade him to change the method of punishment, but Captain Bronte turned a deaf ear to it.

However, after the death of the three sailors, things became a little troublesome. Captain Bronte did not seem to want to take the bodies off and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks. He continued to expose the three bodies to the sun. Seeing the stinking bodies of the three sailors rotting in the hot weather, their stomachs had swelled like pregnant women in ten months, and there was a risk of corpses exploding at any time.

This behavior not only seriously affected the mood of the girls including Ying Li and Shirley Newman to go to the deck to relax, but also brought the risk of infectious diseases to the whole ship.

Of course, what concerned me most was that after those sailors were tied to the mast, Ying Li locked himself in the cabin and did not step out of the cabin for five consecutive days.

I think that while the weather is fine and the ship is sailing on the sea, we should spend more time on the deck to bask in the sun, but we can't lie on the deck chair and look up to see three stinking corpses full of flies hanging above our heads.

So, I gave Bronte some suggestions and popularized some basic knowledge of epidemics to him.

He finally listened to my advice and untied the bodies of the three sailors who were regarded as spies on the mast. He no longer tied them to the mast to be exposed to the scorching sun, but tied them tightly with a noose, threw them into the sea from the stern and dragged them until there was no body left.

However, this move did add a group of scavenging fish to the stern.

In such a sunny day, the sailors on the ship are actually very idle. They check the various facilities on the ship regularly every day. They can generally work in three shifts, that is, they are divided into three groups to operate the sailboat in turn during the day, the first half of the night, and the second half of the night.

In the remaining time, the sailors will also have various activities, but the most popular one is to gather in the room, smoking marijuana and gambling.

Or they will get together in the restaurant to drink. After getting drunk, they will run to the deck to fight one-on-one if they disagree with each other, beat the other party black and blue, and they will also be beaten black and blue by the other party to vent their vigorous energy.

Few sailors are willing to sit on the deck and fish quietly, although their fishing skills are considered to be master-level. They can just hang a piece of fish oil or viscera on a rusty iron hook, tie a thick hemp rope, and throw it into the sea to catch a big fish.

Those who like fishing are Lant and his knights.

Every day at sunrise, you can see Knight Lant and his team members training on the deck. They usually do some ordinary chopping and blocking movements, just like the basic movements that Jonbach taught me. Seeing Knight Lant's training, I realized that Jonbach's requirements for me were too low. After training, Knight Lant would sit on the side of the ship with a fishing rod to fish. When they went out for dinner, they would sit on the deck almost all day.

In less than a week, the parts of their bodies exposed to the sun had shed two layers of skin, and their skin was tanned.

What Joan had to do every day was to stand on the attic terrace at the stern, holding the railing with both hands and looking at Knight Lant and his team obsessively. In her eyes, Knight Lant was a gentleman with a manly taste, and Jacques, who was struggling with him, was just a young boy whose hair had not grown up yet. I could see it from her eyes without her saying it.

In fact, it was not my lobbying that made Captain Bronte change his attention, but the fact that I converted a warehouse on the deck where canvas was stored into a bathroom.

The sailors cleaned up all the debris in the warehouse, and then I asked the sailors who were good at carpentry to nail a wooden wall in the warehouse to divide the warehouse into two. Ten "Water Gathering" copper magic rune plates were nailed on the walls of the two rooms, and a water tank was installed on the wall. A large water tank was installed on the wooden frame in the corner of the bathroom. The water pipe extending from the water tank was connected to two shower heads in the left and right rooms.

In this way, an extremely simple bathroom that could not provide hot water was built.

Water condensed continuously from the ten "Water Gathering" copper rune plates, dripping into the sink, and the water flowed into the water tank along the sink and stored. As long as you stand on the shower head and turn on the valve, water will flow out from the top of your head.

The appearance of this bathroom immediately alleviated the sailors' panic about fresh water.

Before this, the first mate of the Belan even suggested to Captain Bronte to limit the supply of fresh water every day, because when leaving the port, the water tank of the sailboat was not full of fresh water for this voyage, unless there were several days of heavy rain.

Although the sailors still did not have the right to bathe with fresh water, the fresh water that slipped out of the bathroom floor drain would be carefully stored by the sailors living below the deck. They put the fresh water in a wooden basin, soaked it with linen, and wiped the salt stains on their bodies.

Only a limited number of people such as our group and Captain Bronte and the first mate had the right to bathe in the bathroom.

The core energy of these red copper rune boards is the magic crystal fragments inlaid on the gem base. This lowest level of 'water gathering' rune board does not require a whole piece of magic crystal.

I took out a few magic crystal fragments from my purse and handed them to Captain Bronte, and told him that when the magic crystal fragments on the gem base are completely consumed, they will be embedded in the gem base. The magic rune board can continue to be used.

Captain Blondie squinted his eyes and carefully looked at these magic crystal fragments.

I said to him: "These are magic crystal fragments. As long as you have gold coins in your hand, you can exchange them for magic crystals in any magic shop. Of course, these simple rune boards do not require magic crystals, just some magic crystals." The crystal fragments will function normally."

"I know them!" Captain Blondie said to me, pointing to the magic crystal fragments.

After saying that, he walked back to the captain's cabin, took out a money bag, and poured all the gold coins, gems, and magic cores inside on the table. The golden coins bounced around on the table, and the eyes of the first mate standing aside showed Fascinating gaze.

Captain Blondie reached into these gold coins and took out a few dark magic cores that were only as big as walnuts. He said to me: "The magic crystals are polished from here, but not every piece has them. These are an adventure." I broke off a few pieces of the reward left by the group when they left, and only one magic core contained a magic crystal the size of a fingernail. "

His eyes fell on the sea outside the window, as if he was lost in memories, and he said to me: "A few years ago, my boat once carried an adventure group, and they asked us to take him to those sea areas where sea beasts are rampant. , when they said they would pay me a hundred gold coins, I couldn't resist the temptation and took them to the notorious Abyss, risking the sailboat being capsized by sea monsters. "

"That time, I lost almost all the sailors on the ship, as well as one of my left legs, and the ship was almost completely scrapped. After several repairs, it became what it is now. However, the adventure group promised to pay me gold coins at that time. , but here are these dark stones. Later I learned that these are actually the magic cores in the skulls of some low-level sea beasts. With luck, you can get the magic crystals that all magicians like." Captain Bronte said quietly. He said with a malicious look in his eyes.

Then, he ordered the first mate: "Go find someone and open all these magic cores. I need more magic crystal fragments!"