Summoner of Pirate World

The wind on the sea is like a knife, which can leave indelible marks on the face of the most beautiful woman.

The gusts of wind seemed to be filled with jealousy of living beings.

In order to prevent dryness on his face, Roy took the time to refine some fish oil and occasionally apply it on his face for a while to maintain the elasticity of his skin.

This is not to say that he is hypocritical, but it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

As a modern person, the use of some things has become a habit, and it is difficult to change easily even in another completely unfamiliar place.

This may seem awkward to outsiders, but from another perspective, it is not a sign of respect for life.

After all, no matter where you are, you must have enough sense of ritual in your life.

He is like this, and so is someone on this boat.

Roy seemed very happy today because the terminal gave him a piece of information, a piece of information that was extremely important to him at the moment.

Something in that painting ignited his passion and made his blood boil.

This is a world full of unknowns. The sea here is vast. There are always things that people dream of in some places on the sea.Those things that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, things that cannot be touched, are the real factors that make these men on the sea crazy.

You don't necessarily know what it is, maybe it's jewelry, maybe it's power, maybe it's honor.

It is a desire to explore the unknown.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be decades later because of Roger's words, which directly opened the Age of Discovery, making all pirates flock to it, and planting a seed in the hearts of every boy who longs for freedom. .

Once it takes root, no one can change it.

No matter what his identity or origin is.

That kind of exploration of the unknown and yearning for oneself can make anyone drop everything and go crazy for it.

"Cough cough~"

The weather at sea is strange and changeable.

The rain the night before yesterday made Roy catch a cold and couldn't help but cough.

"Here."

Before he saw him, he felt a rush of hot air hit his face.

Roy took half a step back. In front of him was a small bowl the size of a palm, filled with orange-yellow liquid that was steaming.

"Look, I scared you. I saw that you were feeling a little uncomfortable these past two days, so I found half a piece of ginger in the warehouse and made some ginger soup for you." The speaker was a cheerful man named Gates. He looks to be in his 30s, with a sparse beard on his face, and he always likes to hold a straw stick in his mouth.

Roy didn't want to take it at first, but he hesitated before taking it and patting it on his pocket.

"Thank you." After making sure it was correct, Roy thanked him in a hoarse voice and brought the bowl to his mouth.

Roy was startled when he felt a warm sensation in his mouth: "Sweet"

Gates laughed: "Haha, ginger is too spicy. I put a tablespoon of honey for you so that it won't be difficult to swallow."

Roy glanced at him one more time, and drank the ginger water in one gulp without bothering to burn his mouth.

Honey is a rare thing at sea.

He handed the bowl back to Gates, but he didn't leave in a hurry.Instead, he placed the empty bowl on the empty bucket next to him and sat directly on the deck leaning against the empty bucket.Then he looked at Roy, reached out and patted the side.

Roy thought for a while and sat down next to him.

Gates actually didn't tell many truths. Roy often saw him working there alone. When he had rare free time, he always looked into the distance on the deck.

This is a very special person, and it is inevitable that Roy will notice him.

There is something in Gates that is incompatible with this world.

They didn't speak and just sat like that for a long time.

The soothing sea breeze blew in, blowing Gates' hair and blowing against his weather-beaten face.

If you look carefully, Gates is actually quite handsome, and he looks like a down-and-out uncle in a Korean drama.His temperament is also very unique. There is no murderous spirit or ruffianism at all. Instead, he has a sense of loneliness that seems to be isolated from the world.

for a long time

Gates patted the dust on his body, stood up, looked at the empty bowl on the bucket and whispered: "You know, honey is actually not the best. In my hometown, people always use honey when they are sick. Boil ginger with brown sugar and drink it."

Roy's eyes suddenly opened wide and he immediately raised his head.

Gates, on the other hand, shook his head and left with the empty bowl.

When he walked around the corner, he seemed to remember something and turned around and said loudly: "Drink the ginger water and stop blowing on the deck. Go back to the room and wrap yourself up in a quilt to sweat. You'll be fine in a while."

On this day, everyone was busy.

Because of a man's instructions.

Kaloi, the actual leader of the Hyena Pirates.

His order, on this ship, is destiny.Everyone must implement it immediately, and no slack will be tolerated.

This kind of discipline that follows orders may be something he inherited from the army.

There is no doubt that this is very effective.

Although Roy doesn't like too strict discipline, it does not prevent him from admitting that this management method is very effective.

The sails were inflated and sailing at full speed. At the same time, Roy found some people trotting into the cabin.

The speed of the boat increased, and Roy could clearly feel that the wind blowing against him was getting stronger, almost blowing off his hat.

This tense atmosphere has not attenuated with the passage of time, but has become more intense.

Finally, in this depressing atmosphere, Roy finally saw something unusual.

The sky in the distance was very calm, a bit eerie.

All clouds will not come closer when they reach a certain range.

Ordinary people may not care about this level of abnormality.

But Roy has a natural sensitivity to certain details, and he can always capture some unusual details. It is this sensitivity that allows him to live healthily in this world until now.

He took out the terminal, hoping to get the information he wanted on it.

However, I don’t know if this thing is out of battery or because it is old, so it doesn’t always work well.

The speed of the ship was getting faster and faster, and it was getting closer and closer to that place, and Roy's feeling became stronger and stronger.

Finally, when passing through an invisible interface.

The ship's speed dropped significantly for a moment, then maintained at a certain level and slowly declined.

The sail has been lowered.And the ship is still moving.

The surroundings were very quiet, and there wasn't even a bird in the sky, so I could hear more sounds that I couldn't normally hear.

Roy walked to the edge of the ship and looked down. At some point, a row of water wheel rollers of the same size appeared on the side of the ship. They were constantly rotating, providing the "hyena" with the power to move forward.