Age of Pirates

"I've decided, let's get on your boat," Maggie said, patting her huge breasts and smiling confidently: "You should know my cooking skills. If the ingredients are better, the taste will be better. "

Dougla said nothing because Chris had already walked over with a dark face.

"Maggie, do you really want to leave your dear uncle?"

Chris's resentful tone came, and Maggie turned her head and said to her uncle Chris: "My dear uncle, you'd better stop acting. You know, in order to prevent me from going to sea, you also learned acting skills. , I won’t be fooled anymore.”

"Maggie, do you think your uncle is just acting? He's so sad." Chris's expression was filled with grief and anger, which made Dougal's skin crawl.

Watching the performance of his uncle and niece, Doug subconsciously took a few steps back. These were definitely two drama queens.

The duel between the two went from emotions, gestures, and then to arguments about the situation. When Douglas heard it, he was confused.

Do you still need these things when going to sea?

Until the two of them were thirsty, Dougla had to buy them a refreshing drink. After taking a sip of the drink, Chris rolled his eyes and said, "Maggie, it's not that your uncle won't let you go to sea. It's actually this kid's fault." The boat is too small, and there are no navigators or boatmen, so such a voyage is too dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Maggie raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "My dear uncle, let's go and see his ship."

"Okay, let's go take a look." Chris kept smiling on his face, and he and Maggie turned around and left.

Dougla looked at the backs of the two of them, with black lines all over his head. I said two, as if I, the master, haven’t spoken yet.

With a helpless smile, Dougla had no choice but to follow. The three of them arrived at the port. Dougla led the way to the place where his boat was docked.

The boat is actually not too small. The reason why it is called a boat is that it is indeed small compared to other boats.

When Chris saw this boat, his heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that although this boat was small in size, its craftsmanship looked extraordinary, and its materials should also be top-notch.

As for Maggie, she smiled like a little fox and winked at Chris proudly.

The three of them got on the boat, and Chris and Maggie took a closer look. On the boat, the exquisite and spacious kitchen, plus the storage room and the training room, took up most of the space.

There are only five rooms left, each with its own layout.

Maggie walked around and was very satisfied. Although the width of the storage room affected some of the layout of the boat, but thinking about Douglas's appetite, she understood.

This boat was definitely customized by Douglas according to its own characteristics, Maggie thought in her mind.

"My dear uncle, how do you feel?"

Chris is autistic, and he doesn't dare to tell lies. Although the boat is smaller, the materials are absolutely top-notch.

"Maggie, without navigators and boatmen, it's really too dangerous."

Chris's expression became solemn. When Maggie saw him like this, she stuck out her tongue, pointed at Dougla and said, "Didn't he come to Chiyan Island from Leiden Country? There is no problem."

Hearing this, Chris was immediately choked and looked at Dougla with eyes full of resentment.

"Maggie, the sea is indeed dangerous. In addition to the harsh environment of various winds and waves, there are also various pirates. Fighting is inevitable."

Dougla spoke up, with a solemn look on his face as he spoke word by word: "If you really want to go to sea, you must be fully mentally prepared."

At this time, Maggie's expression also changed. She narrowed her eyes and said word by word: "Of course I am prepared, and I will not hesitate to pay the price of my life for my dream."

Douglas looked at Chris and shrugged. His meaning was very clear. He had said everything he needed to say and there was nothing I could do about it.

Chris looked at Maggie, then at the sea, and finally sighed sadly.

He reached out and patted Maggie's head, and said with a helpless tone: "Maybe uncle shouldn't stop you from going to sea and staying on Chiyan Island, I'm afraid you will be very unhappy."

"Uncle, me"

"Needless to say," Chris smiled softly and said, "Now that you've thought about it, just make your own decision."

As he spoke, he looked at Douglas and said seriously: "The fact that you can get here from Leiden alone has proven your ability, Douglas. From now on, Maggie will be free from your care."

After saying that, he bowed slightly, and when he stood up, he patted Maggie on the head and said with a smile: "Let's go, cook a good meal for uncle as a parting gift."

Because of Maggie's incident, Douglas stayed at Chiyan Island for another two days. As a chef preparing to board the ship, Maggie looked down upon the ingredients that Douglas had prepared.

At the port, Chris watched the boat disappear with complicated eyes. All he could do now was pray in his heart that Maggie would have a safe journey.

On the boat, Maggie, who had occupied the largest room, was happily decorating her room, while Douglas was sailing the boat.

"Douglas, where is our next location?"

Maggie walked out and asked as she walked. Dougla shook his head and said, "I don't know, just whatever."

Hearing this, Maggie, who was walking, almost fell down. She looked at Dougla, who looked like a Buddhist, and her head was covered with black lines.

"Then what is your purpose of going to sea?" Maggie's heart twitched, and she was a little uneasy.

The reason why she wanted to board Dougla's boat was because she had a good impression of Dougla in her talent sense.

Looking at it now, something seems wrong.

"The purpose of my going to sea is to find someone to fight with and see the strong men in this sea."

Maggie covered her head. Now she finally understood why Dougla was so Buddhist. On the road of challenge, as long as there are islands, there will be strong people. Although the strength of those strong people may be high or low, for Dougla it's the same.

In other words, it doesn't matter where he goes. Anyway, as long as he doesn't encounter a big crisis, it will be a good trip for him.

"No, we can't let this guy control the route." Maggie muttered and hurriedly returned to the living room to study the navigation chart.

Half an hour later, Maggie took the nautical chart to draw up a direction, and then asked Douglas to sail along the direction.

Two days later, Maggie covered her head again. In two days, Douglas deviated from the chosen direction three times.

"Maggie, don't worry about those details. You are looking for ingredients anyway. It's different there."

While eating the food and talking plausibly, Maggie was so angry that she really wanted to slap Douglas to death.

It's a pity that she couldn't beat Douglas, so she had to sit on the side and cover her head and lament.

"On the next island, you must find a navigator, otherwise you will wait to starve."

The angry Maggie threatened, and Dougla smiled awkwardly. He had hired a chef for nothing, so he had to give him some benefits.