Yin Hong

Only after sailing out of the shallow sea area can the sea be called the sea.

The waves around the Terrandia were crowded and rolled, and the sunlight pierced the sea surface fiercely, causing the deep red layer to seep out of the sea water and float on the surface.A not strong fishy smell permeated the surroundings, a bit like a butcher shop in a Spanish market where cattle and sheep were slaughtered. The bosses hung the meat at the door, deliberately letting the pungent smell spread out, attracting those who have money to buy meat Guests come to buy ingredients for a sumptuous dinner.

This can also be regarded as a quiet afternoon without big storms.

Yawen wrote the last stroke in his nautical diary and closed the book.This transaction went very smoothly, and the original itinerary was basically completed. They were on their way back to Spain. According to his prediction, the fleet should be able to arrive at the port of Jerez before the evening of the third day.

Leaning against the door frame, he raised his nose and sniffed the unpleasant smell.

"It smells like there was a battle." Sinna, the helmsman on the ship, had been paying attention to the course before, but at this time the wind was calm and the strange fishy smell came out for no reason, so he said such a sentence.

"To be precise, it's a hunt." Yawen lowered his eyes and glanced at the sea, "Look at those sparkling scales, this season is suitable for hunting, and many ferocious sea beasts are looking for delicious food everywhere. The scales are probably the residue left over from this sumptuous feast." He walked back from the door and stood beside Cinna, "But I guess this may also be the masterpiece of some human hunters."

"It's still some distance from the land, so it's not suitable for picnics. Even if you catch fish on a boat, are there other ways to eat them besides biting them?" Sina joked calmly, "That's true. The way of the beast."

"Maybe they haven't eaten for several days." Yawen put one hand on the rudder and rubbed it a few times. He looked at Sina with a half-smile and said, "I don't know if you have ever had such an experience. , when a man is starving and dying, he can probably do anything."

"Is this from experience?" Cinna scoffed at him with a sneer, "You monster."

"Don't get me wrong, I haven't tasted that kind of sadness." Yawen turned his head back, "But in my guess, that feeling must be more painful than being directly killed."

"So many conjectures! Then why don't you use your sensitive nose to smell, is there any smell of human blood in this unappetizing fishy smell?"

"You really think highly of me." With his hands behind his back, Yawen rolled his eyes to observe the surrounding situation, "I'm not one of those herd animals wandering in the woods."

"But you are indeed like a wolf." Cinna silenced his voice and thought for a long time before changing the word: "Fox."

"Thank you for your compliment." Yawen paused, picked up his diary and the records and reports on the weather and currents in the past few days, and turned to him when he walked out the door: "But foxes are not herd animals, Cinna , it is the cunning and mean loner of the forest."

When there is no wind and waves, the sailors at the bow and stern will always stand guard in place, facing the scorching sun, and always maintain the same posture.The sailors near the mast and the cabin will be more busy, they will assist the steering of the sail, and also have to pay attention to the ropes hanging in mid-air so that they are not entangled.After arriving at the destination and closing the transaction, the sailors will exchange positions so as not to overwork a certain group of crew members.

Originally, the captain who was supposed to be by the side of the helmsman to guide the course all the time, or stand on the deck to direct the crew, left all the tasks to the first mate and Yawen, a navigator who was not well-known for the time being. Sitting peacefully in the captain's cabin, he dealt with his never-ending transaction documents.

The seven merchant ships currently sailing at sea are all affiliated to the Wilken Chamber of Commerce in Spain. The president of the Chamber of Commerce is named Andre Leovis, a young businessman with excellent abilities in all aspects. Yawen and him They have known each other for more than ten years, and now they are working on his main ship, the Tlandia, and together with Cinna, they are responsible for the navigation of the fleet and leading the sailors to deal with all kinds of bad weather.

Galloping recklessly on the sea is exactly what Yawen is willing to do, so four years ago, he took the initiative to come to this ship without even waiting for Andre's invitation.

"Although you are an unparalleled genius in terms of business, you are really terrible at sailing, Captain Andre." After knocking on the door and entering the captain's room, Yawen said that his notes and reports were placed in Andre's In front of him, "Look first, I'll take it to Catherine in a while."

"If I need to do everything myself, then what's the point of me hiring you?" Andre asked him like this, picking up the diary and flipping through it.

"This reason is indeed justifiable enough." Yawen didn't intend to refute, he was used to Andre's casual look, and of course he knew that his cold tone was not as unkind as it sounded, "Hold on For your salary, I will naturally do my best."

"It's good to know." Andre closed the notebook, told him what he brought and handed it back to him, "Take it to Catherine."

Yawen took the report and just turned around when he heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Come in," he said for Andre.

"Captain!" The sailor came in and raised his hand as a salute. He said quickly and nervously, "There is a ship in front of the fleet heading towards us. There is no sign of changing direction. It seems to be a pirate!"

"Let Catherine go and make a good announcement, and the other six ships will slow down," Yawen glanced at Andre, who was still expressionless, and said for him again: "Just let the Tlandia continue to move forward at full speed."

The young and strong crew member was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted quickly and saluted and left.After all, for sailors, no matter what the content of the order is, their task is to convey and execute this order.

"It looks like another pirate is going to rob your ship, Andre." Yawen didn't call him the captain anymore. At this time, he was more willing to talk to his best friend on an equal footing, "It's you who went out in person, Or should I handle it for you?"

"The crew are basically equipped with blades, so don't worry about them." Andre put down the documents in his hand, frowned in a rare way, "I'll go out with you."

Yawen stopped talking.He rushed ahead of Andre, stepped onto the deck first, and stood at the bow of the ship quietly watching the ship belonging to the vicious and vicious pirates gradually approaching.

"Alvin!" Cinna shouted from the nautical cabin behind him.

"what's up?"

"Hurry up and put on your wolf skin," Cinna said with a cigarette in his mouth, with a slanted smile, "fox."

Yawen looked at him in surprise, but soon laughed along with him, "You'll joke around at times like this, Cinna."

The ship deviated slightly before hitting the Terrandia, and passed by the side of the Terrandia. Pirates with grim expressions stood on their own ship and yelled, but none of them did. To set foot on this ship means.

"Hey! You stupid pigs!" cried the pirate vulgarly. "How's your day, church dogs!"

Yawen narrowed his eyes.

Just when the pirate ship was about to completely separate from the Tlandia, a strangely dressed man grabbed the rope and swung over there. He rolled when he landed on the deck, and then he stood up and faced the The sharp knives of the crew.When he stood up, he laughed a few times, his eyes were partially covered by his hair, and only the corners of his mouth with a wanton smile could be seen.

As if the pirate ship had nothing to do with this person at all, it maintained its original speed and sailed away into the distance.

Yawen walked over, bypassing the nervous sailors surrounding the man with swords on their faces, stood still in front of him, and greeted him with a smile, "Good afternoon."

The crew all looked at Yawen in surprise.On the contrary, the man widened his eyes hidden behind the messy hair, and showed an inexplicable smile, "Hello."

"I'm glad you're willing to respond to me. It's much more convenient to talk like this." Yawen folded his hands, and it seemed that he didn't want to guard against this messy pirate at all. "What's your purpose?"

The pirate tilted his head and stared at him for a while, then grinned and asked, "Guess."

At this time, Yawen heard footsteps behind him, so he took two steps to the side to give up the position in front of the pirate.

After Andre came over, he only glanced at the pirate, and asked Yawen directly: "What is he here for?"

"I'm asking." Yawen looked at the pirate.

The pirate was looking at everyone around him with great interest, as if he was not paying attention to their conversation at all. Later, he seemed to be stared at by Andre's cold eyes for a long time before stretching out his Put your hands together and say, "Look, I'm a pirate, and you're a merchant, right?"

"That's right." Yawen replied, raising his hand to let the sailors put down their weapons.

The young pirate laughed.While laughing, he swayed his body, putting his weight on his right foot for a while, and then shifting back to his left foot for a while.

After a while, he suddenly stopped laughing.That feeling was very strange, the audible sound stopped abruptly in an instant, and it was cut off in the air, as if the throat had been strangled by some cruel murderer.

"Then tie my hands and feet with hemp rope and take me to the town." The pirate withdrew his hand and touched his neck, "How about sending me to that ugly gallows?"

When he said this, his expression was normal, and the distorted feeling just now disappeared, but with the dirt and stench all over his body, this sentence sounded like a desperate lunatic.

But his expression was too serious.

"Ridiculous." Yawen said with a light smile.

He had just finished saying this word, and Andre raised his right leg, kicked the pirate into the sea, and said "You handle it yourself" to Yawen, before turning around and leaving.

"Your inhumane character is still the same as before, Captain." Yawen shook his head, watched Andre walk back into the cabin again, turned around and explained a few words, and let the sailors go back to their posts.

He put his hands on the railing of the ship's side, and glanced at the pirate who was struggling to climb up and was hanging wet on the rope net beside the ship.

"I'm sorry." Yawen said to him with a smile, "I think our captain may just throw you down to wash up because he dislikes the bad smell on your body. Be patient."

The pirate raised his head and looked up at Yawen. His wet hair was twisted into bunches, lying limply on his face, just revealing his eyes.He took a few deep breaths, and then changed his expression and said deliberately aggrieved: "He is so fierce."

Yawen looked at the outline of his face, rationally did not pick on him, but started to ask other things: "What should I call you?"

"Sancer," said the pirate, "my name is Sancer."

☆、Chapter 002