Dream Life - 479 Episode XIX

It passed the southern edge of the Sole Peninsula, where the Holy King Luke’s kingdom is located, and entered the southern sea, the Austrelian Sea.

Unlike the Vest Sea until then, it is relatively calm and well under westerly winds.

The colour of the sea also turned into a beautiful clear blue, which, despite being in November, was in the sun reminiscent of summer.

“Cold beer is best these days.”

Beatrice is in a good mood and jocks with her chair out on the upper deck (upper deck).

“I do feel good,” I said, similarly drinking beer, and the Liddies were forgiving on deck, except for Professor Kitty Erbain, who was studying in the cabin.

It has already been over a month since I left Aurelia and I have been able to break it down with the sailors. No one comes with white eyes even when we’re having fun.

On the contrary, he said with a laugh, “Cool our beer later, too”.

“At this rate, it would be like seven or eight days to Gartbreck. The clocking around here is more than the Vest Sea, so sometimes things don’t go as planned…”

The storm in the Austrelia Sea is intense like a typhoon, and when it starts to blow, they can’t get around for a few days. They say storms are rare at this time of November, but it’s not unlikely.

That being said, the surrounding seas are calm, and although there are accumulated clouds in the distance looking up at the sky, there are no signs of storms.

Dark blue with bright oceans and white clouds floating flat in clear skies. I feel like I’m cruising in the resort.

When the sun began to tilt, I heard a watchful voice from the top, “You can see the ship behind you”.

We get up and look behind us, too, but we couldn’t see the sail because of the distance.

“Looks like there were two ships. This route is not uncommon because it is commonly used.”

I’m relieved by Captain Duncan’s words, “Is there a possibility of a Periplus Private Looter (Privata)? confirm.”

Although the captain answers with a serious expression “fully conceivable,” to reassure us, or to loosen his expression slightly and continue the words.

“If we stay so far apart, we can escape to Gartbrek before they catch up to us. There’s an Imperial Navy stationed over there, so they’ll give up, too.”

Gartbrek is a port on the imperial island of Finis. With its proximity to Luke’s Holy Kingdom as well as being an important route, there are more than ten Imperial Navy battleships deployed.

“If you have concerns, it’s if you were an elite Periplus. They may use magicians to accelerate the ship.”

“Using Wind Attribute Magic… We can use Wind Attribute Magic too, so if you need it, say it”

To my suggestion, the captain shakes his head small to the side.

“We know that you are all high-ranking magicians, but sending wind to the sails efficiently is not something we can do overnight. Failure to adjust can tear the sail and in the worst case even break the sail column (mast)”

Looking up, you can see that the angle of the sail and how it expands are subtly adjusted. The wind is also subtly different, and it doesn’t seem like we should simply send the wind.

That night was no different than usual, leaving himself to a regular shake to get to sleep.

Almost until dawn, I wake up in the footsteps of butterflies.

“What happened,” Liddy asked with a sleepy eye.

“I don’t know, maybe I’m looting a boat. We’ll get dressed and check on the situation right away.”

Mel and Sharon in the same room are also awake and are starting to get dressed.

When I finish dressing, I go out of the room with only my sword in my hand, without putting on any protective equipment.

That’s where James Sullivan, the Comptroller General (Purser), came to see us.

“Just fine. What happened?” Explain the situation nervously to my question.

“Looks like a Periplus private looter has attacked us. He wants more help than the captain. He wants you to come to the stern building (poop deck) as soon as you’re ready.”

“Got it. Tell your wives that, too,” he said, going up the stairs.

Out on the upper deck, the sail-managing sailors were operating the rope, yelling. Running up to the stern tower at the rear of the ship looking sideways at them.

“I’ve been hit,” Captain Duncan told me with a remorseful look.

There is a favorite servel in his hand, and the other sailors sit on their hips with a single-handed songknife (cutlass) ready to fight at any time.

When asked, “Where are you, Private Looter?”, the captain points his gaze backwards after pointing at the diagonal front of his right hand.

“It’s one forward and two backwards. Probably using wind attribute magic magicians to increase speed. The two ships in the rear will catch up soon.”

They’re getting closer in the shade of the night. As I was told, looking forward, I saw a skinny ship that looked like a fast ship illuminated by the moonlight.

There were also two ships in the rear, the same as the Selby or a little smaller. The distance from the ship in the rear feels less than five hundred meters, and you can see it gradually becoming larger.

“When we get closer, we attack with our magic. Instructions, please.”

Though I told him that with a serious look, I could afford it.

Me and Sharon are big enemies of sailboats, we can use fire attribute magic. It is also inductive magic, because it can burn down sails and sink them before they are grounded.

Liddy and the others came up to the rear deck as well. Briefly describing the situation, he had a rounded eye, but had an extra look except for Mr. Kitley.

“It doesn’t look like Me and Mel are going to make it,” Beatrice said to Mel as he held the spear to his shoulder.

“Don’t be alarmed,” Captain Duncan cautions.

“Private looters are taking action against fire attribute magic. Perhaps the fire won’t get there easily.”

In the case of this ship, ropes and other socks are plenty greased, but it seems that the Private Looter takes into account the attack from the sorcerer, using a specially treated rope and also hanging plenty of water on the sail.

“The two ships in the rear are the main ones. We need you to concentrate on the attack when you approach us.”

“Got it. But what will happen to the ship in front?

“If you can avoid it on a ship, you can buy as much time as you want for a change of direction. Besides, that’s the purpose of stopping the legs, so the number of sailors is not that high. If you are grounded, it is possible to repel. But the ship behind us has some personnel after the nag, so there must be more than two hundred people on board. If one ship is mounted, surrender will be the only way to survive.”

The rear ship was also rapidly approaching while we were talking about that. At places like hundreds of meters by sight, if you look closely, you can tell it’s swelling bigger than this sail.

Captain Duncan gives us instructions aloud.

“Attack whenever you’re in range!

I also give orders to my men to come out of their little bodies with such loud voices.

“Pull the transdigits! Two points to starboard! ……

Looking forward, I saw the ship coming this way as it was turning forward. The captain seems to have cut the rudder in a different direction to avoid it.

Returning her gaze to the rear, she gives instructions to Liddy, Sharon and Mr. Kitley.

“Aim for the sail from a distance. With all that wind, if a whirlwind blade (wind blade) or swallow wing blade (swallow cutter) hits, it should rip at wind pressure. Mr. Kitley should aim for the sail of the ship on the right with a whirlwind blade. Liddy and Sharon attack the ship on the left first.”

Liddy and Sharon can use the guided type, so working well together can effectively disable enemies. Meanwhile, Mr. Kitley is a high-ranking magician, but he’s not as experienced in combat as we are, so it’s hard to work with him. So I ask you to attack alone, but this has a strong connotation of restraint.

“Okay. But what do you do?,” Liddy asked.

“I’m sending the wind to the sail. Target the sorcerer. If we take them down, we won’t be afraid to get caught up. You’ll be out of sight from here, so I’ll snipe from above the mast.”

That being said, we head to the highest main mast and climb the reticulated Shizuku (Shroud). Around, sailors are operating the sails, sliding into the watchtower on the heavenly side of the mast, taking care not to disturb them.

“Let me interrupt you a little,” he said, speaking to the watchman, turning his gaze to the rear ship.

From above the mast, you can see all the decks of enemy ships.

Look for someone who looks like a magician, but you won’t find him anytime soon.

(The fact that we’re sending the wind should mean we’re outside. Look closely. The man in a different movement than the sailor should be the magician…)

The distance had shrunk to about fifty meters and the Liddies had launched an attack.

Liddy’s whirlwind blade (windblade) hits Foremast’s large lateral sail. Is it tougher than I thought, or it won’t tear right away. Sharon’s swallow-winged blade (swallow cutter) hit him twice as he continued to stand there. Shortly afterwards, the sail rips so that it can play along with the sound of a van.

The ship on the left slows down slightly, but still comes after us with nothing.

I thought getting any closer would be a hassle, and decided to target other targets, not magicians. It’s the helmsman (Coatermaster) we’re after.

“I am the god of the wind (Wentus) who presided over many of the winds of” Again “. Give me a swallow of heavenly blades. I will not give you the power of my life. Dance! Swallow Winged Blade (Swallow Cutter)!”

Activate the Swallow Wing Blade (Swallow Cutter) magic and target the steer of the ship on the right. After activating the first shot of magic, it also releases a swallow cutter to the steerer on the left.

As we were aiming, we hit the pilot in the neck.

I hold my neck and scream, releasing the handle (spokes) of the steering wheel (steering) I was holding.

The steering wheel began to twirl as the steering wheel fell as-is and there was no longer anyone to hold it down.

The enemy ship that has lost control of the rudder turns to the windward side.

Another sailor in a hurry is trying to hold down the rudder wheel, but he’s full of stopping the rudder wheel that’s turning momentum and can’t get right back on course.

In the meantime, Liddy and the others tear the sail apart. Coupled with that effect, the needles both begin to flutter and a man in a captain-like triangle hat is yelling and scattering in a loud gesture.

(Is that him and the captain? We should be more confused if we take them down with snipers…)

Unleash two more shots of magic, targeting a captain-like man. Above the mast is brightened by the rising sunlight, but it has not reached the ship and remains dim.

The swallow wing blade (swallow cutter) of the wind attribute hits it, making it difficult to avoid it.

The captain-like man received magic on his neck without being able to make it, and fell on the deck without knowing what had happened.

When the commander of the next ship was also defeated, the two ships went into havoc.

Many sailors panicked and hid in the shadows to hide themselves, making them unable to maneuver properly.

Did the sorcerer also feel himself in danger and hide, the sail that was so bloated in the bread is completely shriveled. The two ships slowly approached because there were no more rudder bearers.

Unleash the magic of the Hellfire Spear towards the entrance (hatch) below the stern tower to stop it.

Because I thought the outside was not so strictly defended, even if it was defended against fire. If you don’t have to catch fire to confuse me, I can buy you some time.

We both successfully hit the hatch, but the firehand is hard to get up. But the sailors were in havoc at the sudden onslaught of flames.

To unfold as I aim, I think this is okay and look around.

I look back forward and I see a selfie sailing diagonally trying to block it. As we proceeded, the angle with the other ship remained unchanged and each other’s needles seemed to converge at one point.

(Isn’t this unpleasant? It looks like a colliding course…)

My worries have become real. Is the enemy ship unaware of the status of the bureaucratic ship, or is it coming this way with the intention of hitting and stopping the Selby?

Captain Duncan also seems to have changed the needle and tried to dodge it, but the enemy can’t leave the collision course because it fits this one beautifully.

The captain appears to have bracketed his stomach or wagered to dodge it at critical intervals, and the Selby is headed straight for the enemy.

“A glass of rudder!” The captain’s voice sounds, turning as the steerer twirls the wheel. But the enemy also cuts the rudder in the same direction and penetrates it in a diagonally bumping form.

“We’re gonna bump! Whatever you want, grab it!” The voice was heard from the bow side.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of Don and Baki sounds, shaking heavily back and forth. Hurry and grab onto the guard railing, preventing the fall.

When I looked down after the sway had subsided, I could see the bow sticking into the side of the ship that had come around in front.

(Couldn’t you avoid it?… The Liddies!

I look at the rear deck in a hurry, but although Sharon and Mr. Kitley are down, three people are helping, Liddy, Beatrice and Mel, and it doesn’t look like there’s a problem.

Behind it, the two ships that had been chasing collided, and I could see the sail falling from the mast. One of them had smoke rising and the sailors were in a great hurry to separate the two ships.

(You’re not going to be able to come over here any time soon. Do something about the previous ship and you’ll get away with it…)

I could already see the sailors flying away with their weapons from the private looters. I also thought about sniping from the spot, but found it difficult to identify enemy allies and decided to go downstairs.

Fighting has already begun on the bow (Foxl) between the Sailors of the Selby and the Private Looters, and anger is flying.

The captain said the number of enemies is small, but they still keep flying away. That number had already exceeded thirty, and the bow tower was overflowing with enemies.

But the enemy’s momentum was that far.

Captain Duncan gently swung his sabel to tear his enemies apart, and the deck captains (Bosun) fought back by swinging the cutlass in a luxurious manner.

There was a figure of Beatrice and Mel in their center.

Did Beatrice see the enemy as less skilled, or he would definitely tailor the enemy while using the length of the spear to support the sailor being pushed from the rear?

Mel, as usual, penetrates the enemy.

Because he didn’t wear leather armor, he slashed his enemies so boldly that the one he was looking at became anxious.

As Mel stepped forward, he said, “Continue to Master Melissa!” Captain Duncan’s usual gentlemanly gesture screams like a lie, and Mel jumps into the hole he’s ripped open.

Behind you continue with the sailors with cutlasses roaring.

Liddy and the others were unleashing magic from the stern tower (poop deck). Their aim was archers sniping from enemy ships.

The Selby side is starting to push, so I decided to board the enemy ship without going downstairs.

Strengthen your muscles with magic martial arts, bracket the rope removed from the storage magic (inventory) in sail digits (yards), and fly to the enemy ship at once with the pendulum’s instructions.

The jumping point is the upper deck on the slightly rear side of the enemy ship. It’s a short walk up the stairs to the stern tower where the captain commands.

The fact that my movements were unexpected and that it was still dim before dawn made it a complete surprise.

On the enemy stern deck, a big man in a captain-like triangle hat is waving a noticed cutlass at me and yelling at me.

“The enemy’s on board! Kill him now!”

Several sailors attack the words, but not with great arms. Precisely, in places like the second half of twenty Swordsman levels, you can just slash down a sword by flashing it.

“Protect the stern tower! Don’t let him near you!

About five more people appear under the deck with that word, but fall down in the same way.

Behind us, the Mels were also on board, and you saw that the sailors on the side of the Private Looter were no match for much difference in skill, and threw down one weapon after another.

“Drop your weapons!” And I said, “The captain said,” There’s a young man!, “he called and slashed.

Lightly before slashing and tearing his neck off.

I couldn’t avoid it, and I couldn’t believe my fate, and I lifted a blood splash as I opened my eyes and fell to roll onto the central deck.

The only person left is the steerer, who immediately surrenders with his hands up.

“I will be impotent,” said Captain Duncan, who joined him with a bitter laugh. The appearance is bright red with return blood.

“What will you do after this?”

“I’m concerned about the ship in the rear, so this ship will sink”

I would have caught Nana, but I don’t have time for it, so I seem to desist.

When I asked him what he was going to do with the prisoners,

“If they revolt by the time I get them to the harbor, I can’t even see them. I’ll just take what I can use and get out of here right away.”

If you can afford it, you can take it to port and sell it off as a criminal slave, or you can use it as a junior sailor on your own ship. However, as it is a battle with time at present, it seems that we have decided to leave it alone.

Private sailors, but time is spared to restrain them, so they collect them at the edge of the deck. Beatrice and Mel are giving us a glimpse, so it doesn’t look like they’re going to attack us again.

He says he sinks with the ship, but if he’s lucky because the ship’s yards and other wood don’t sink, he’ll get help from his fellow rears, and he can bring down the boat on board.

It’s a sinking method, but they say the ship carpenter puts a hole in the bottom of the boat. I could see the men with the big axes and the dust going downstairs.

Using the time to sink, the sailors of the Selby take supplies out of their private looters.

To prevent further reuse, the deck length (Bosun) had an axe in the mast. They can’t just cut it down, but they make it unusable by dropping the intensity.

“I’ll sink in about thirty minutes. It’s time to withdraw,” said Deck Manager, “all back to the ship!” The captain commands.

We go back to the Selby, too, but behind us we say, “Help me! I had heard screams similar to the screams of the private sailors.

“Shoot whoever tries to move!” I hear the Ramsey Voyager, and the archers on the bow stand bows.

“Push out the enemy ship!” The voice of the deck leader sounds, pushing out an enemy ship tangled around the bow with a long stick. By that time it can be seen that the water intake of the enemy ships is deeper and slowly sinking.

I went to the stern building and said, “What about the ship in the rear?,” asked Liddy,

“It’s still stopping. Smoke is diminishing, so it didn’t seem like a fire. But it’s windy and far away.”

Two large ships stop alongside the sea lit by the dawn. The distance is over five hundred meters away and I’m not sure what the situation is. However, there was no indication that the sail on the mast would stay saggy and drool out.

The ship that has hit me sinks in so much that the waves wash the deck, spraying water with the air out of the hatch. Private sailors had already jumped into the sea and were desperately trying to get away from being caught in the sinking of the ship.

Ramsey’s voice sounds, “That’s not helpful,” but there’s no sympathy in that voice.

Make sure you leave well and go into post-processing.

The uninjured sailors were working on repairing the damaged ship. He seems busy fixing tangled socks and adjusting the angle of the sail.

But there were many who could not move. Those wounded in the White Soldiers’ war earlier.

They are put to sleep on the deck, a dozen of them. The sailor’s already started treating us, but we’re going to help.

From the results, miraculously, there were no deaths.

There were six people who were seriously wounded dying and would have died as they should have, but because they are holding their lives back with the healing magic of me and Liddy.

Captain Duncan came as he was finishing treating the injured and sweeping the blood back.

“I thank you for your work earlier, and for your dedication to treating my men,” he said, bowing his head greatly.

“I just did what I deserved,” I return, but I felt something like a rush on the captain’s face.

“Is something wrong?

“It’s been a little trouble. An earlier collision caused a crack in the bow. If we continue to encounter storms like this, we are certain to sink. We must enter the port and repair it immediately.”

When asked in detail, there was a huge crack in the bow area, and now they’re doing first aid with canvas to prevent flooding.

“It’s too risky to keep going to Gartbreak like this. I don’t mean it, but I have to go to Abergele, the nearest port.”

I went to see if I could do something with magic, but the hull in the bow section was heavily cracked and not at a level where I could manage with amateur repairs.

We are headed to Abergele, the port of the Holy King.