Duke of Grief

At the end of the summer, the merchant ship Francis disintegrated in the Kurkut Empire's "reserved gold port" at the age of twenty-one.

Standing on the harbour, Captain Francis watched his ship fall apart, his heart suddenly twitched, the pain felt in his body, and the eyes of the young sailor standing next to him were confused.

They looked around blankly and looked at each other, but they didn't know what happened. Why did they suddenly return to this port? Why are they coming back?

These young sailors didn't know anything. They just obeyed the captain's orders and drove the boat somehow to become particularly fast. Then the strong wind returned to the town. Then the first officer took someone to help them unload Unload the goods and send them here, and then their boat is finished...

They watched their ship disappear, the side brace broke first, and the rotten mast could not support their own weight, and fell into the sea together with the sails that were torn into several rags by the strong wind, and then the bow broke , The keel collapsed and the hull collapsed, only then did they realize that their ship was over!

They don't even know what happened, why the captain issued that order!

They just obeyed the orders. They are a group of sailors. It is enough to just obey the orders, so they came back here and watched their ship disappear!

The true'good guy' never chooses to be a sailor, although many people worship sailors for various reasons, envy their heroism, and want to gallop on the sea like them-Martin is one-but many people I don't think sailors will be a good job.

Many merchant ships can also become pirates while doing business and carrying cargo. There are several lives in the hands of people who are begging for life at sea, whether they have done it before boarding the ship, or the first time they murdered after boarding the ship. In short, whether it is a pirate or a sailor, they are a group of'desperants' who have their heads on their belts. In fact, most of the time, in the mouth of people in port cities, "sailor" and "pirate" can Is a synonym.

The sea is much more dangerous than the land. Whether it is a huge sea beast or an unpredictable storm, it is like the moody sea tyrant is generally unpredictable.

Every ship sailing on the sea is a courtier of the sea god. They need to face the troubles of this tyrannical monarch, and at the same time they must learn to adapt to the character of this monarch, otherwise they will be buried in the sea.

Not many people can survive the will of the sea tyrant. Only a few brave men who are not afraid of death, or'madmen', will choose to conquer the ocean. Most'subordinates' only need to learn to obey Will suffice.

Sailor is not a good job, but fortunately, this is the job they want or have to find under the last resort. After the ship crashes, they have nowhere to go.

Because they are too young, and they have followed their captain for one or two years. Although they can't talk about loyalty, this captain who is compliant and disciplined and does not take the initiative to cause any trouble. They also like it very much.

In addition to combat downsizing, no ship will choose to recruit new crew members. Even if new crew members are recruited, they will not be recruited as sailors who have spent a year or two on other ships.

In other words, without the boat, they would have nothing!

Old Cook walked through the crowd. After all, he was a man seeking life at sea. Thirty years later, even an ordinary sailor can know many people.

Every time someone talks to him, his face will suddenly become severe. No matter how optimistic the person is, after hearing the word ‘Poseidon’s anger’, there is no way to keep calm.

"Stop! Stop!"

At the port, a chief officer waved his arm vigorously, causing the workers to stop working.

"Gruul, what's wrong?" His captain stood at the stern and shouted at his first officer, but the first officer did not answer directly, but chose to wave his arms and let his captain get off the ship.

The captain was puzzled, but heard that the loading and unloading workers of the next ship also stopped working, which made him frown, took a deep breath, and landed on the ground along the twine.

"What's wrong?" the captain whispered to his first officer in a serious tone.

He also noticed that other ships stopped working to move the cargo into the cabin, and a strange quiet began to permeate in this hustle and bustle port that had nothing to do with it.

This atmosphere makes people start to be disturbed, not only the loading and unloading workers who have stopped working, but also the sailors.

"A big trouble--"

Until now, the first officer is still a little unbelievable, he adjusted his nervous mood with a deep breath, and whispered: "‘Poseidon’s Fury'!"

The captain widened his eyes instantly, but immediately, he swallowed the scream that was about to blurt out again.

The captain gasped and asked: "Are you sure?"

"An old sailor," the first officer nodded. "An old sailor who has lived on the sea for more than thirty years told me that you saw the boat just now, and now those planks are still floating there-captain, sailor. , But the first officer is gone, it is time to notify the police officer. If there is nothing important, would they use their own boat to perform a show?"

The captain's face was uncertain, and he was in deep contemplation, but after a while, he clenched his teeth and stomped his feet, and then shouted to the loading and unloading workers: "Unloading-pay for the money!"

The captain seemed to have become a leader. As his words fell, other chiefs and captains also issued orders to'unload'.

The crew of Francis no longer remembered and mourned, they were awakened from the pain by the sudden sounds around them, and they looked at them with confusion in their eyes.

It seems that everything has changed...

The sounds around were ups and downs, but as if everyone had changed their minds in an instant, the original loading began to unload, and the workers who were unloading seemed to unload faster.

The sailors of Francis were in a daze. They didn't know what happened. Their minds were confused, but now these things seem to be related to them.

"Old Cook, are you serious?"

A strong captain grabbed the old sailor by the arm, and he asked anxiously, "Poseidon is really angry?"

"Yes, and this time it's coming towards us!" Old Cook said firmly, because he didn't lie.

When he just became a sailor in his tenths, he experienced a "Poseidon's fury"-the anger set off a huge wave, and in his sight, the entire island was submerged, and it is no wonder that No grass grows on the island.

Fortunately, the ship he was riding at that time was a magic ship, not a one-off magic ship like the Francis, but a genuine magic ship.

The entire ship was transformed into a water element, and the overwhelming seawater passed through their bodies for more than ten minutes before the wave completely departed.

He was deeply impressed by the huge waves that time~www.NovelMTL.com~ Maybe he looks calm now, but in fact, his heart is full of irritability.

He did not have the courage to face the huge waves, so he let the captain escape...at the cost of the disintegration of the ship!

The captain holding his arm was unable to let go, and old Cook hurried away, ignoring the captain whispering "done" behind him, which had nothing to do with him.

On the way back, Old Cook had done everything he could to tell this matter to other ships. Believe it or not, it was their own business, nothing to do with him!

He ran across the port and told others about it in a dry voice. Everyone knows it in ten or ten, and soon everyone will know about it, but walking...

it's dark!

Old Cook looked up at the sky. I don't know when it started, the sky was already covered with clouds.

The breeze blew on the linen cloth on Old Cook's body, and came with the peculiar smell peculiar to the coast.

"It's getting windy, it's going to rain..."