108 Embark on a trip to the sea (1/2)
”Okay, bastards! I'll put sail!”
”Hey!”
Douglas's energetic voice resounds and the sailors rush up the shroud for the masted sail.
It's a good feeling to see a lot of sailors move fast.
”Even though it's just a rope, you can climb that fast.”
”They're used to it. Don't do that much.”
A nearby Douglas answered my exclamation. Despite proclaiming nothing, the expression is somewhat proud.
I'm okay to fall because of space magic and shields, but sailors won't. The more you climb, the farther you get from the ground and the more you can stir your fear.
A more unstable scaffolding rope. It will be shaken by the wind and other sailors running up.
Taking a walk in the air with a shield is due to the transfer that can be said to be absolute insurance. Without it, you would only climb a few meters above the sky.
Looking at the sailors climbing one after the other on the mast, the sailors quickly arrived at each sail.
Thirty meters from the sea is likely to be the main mast. The view of the sea from there will be pretty beautiful.
However, there is only a scaffold near the mast. It's scary, so let's go to the top watch stand.
There you have a solid footing, and if your body is big enough you can sit down.
”Are you ready?”
”Hey!”
Sailors who set up each yard will reply.
Speaking of seafarers, there was an image of a rough man like an adventurer, but it was surprisingly solid. The ship is a vehicle that can not be moved by itself, so it will not be able to work with a poor coordinator without coordination.
Just looking at the series of movements so far, you can see that the sailors here are solid.
Douglas took a deep breath as he looked at the crew and the ship.
”Sail!”
Douglas shouts and the sailors quickly untie the rope.
The sound of the cloth and the sail rubbing, the sound of the metal fittings sound, and the white sail spreads out with Slururisururi.
”I was imagining that it would spread more quickly.”
”It's not a small boat. Don't say nothing.”
As I turned my gaze, Douglas replied with his mouth closed.
I guess there is no way to imagine the sudden spread of sails, probably because a certain pirate manga is famous.
While we were watching the sails spread with a delicate look, we heard the sound of pleasant sails spreading from a small boat anchored nearby.
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I thought that if the ropes were unwound, the sails would spread out and I could leave immediately, but it was different.
It seemed that the sail did not spread on its own, even if the rope was unraveled.
Douglas took male rumba, irvine, and malt and pulled the rope, and the sails finally spread.
And now, in front of me, are the three people who have been used well as labor.
”Huh ... huh ... I can't do it anymore ... I don't have enough strength in my arms.”
”I licked it because I thought it was a cloth. The sail is quite heavy.”
”Are you tired so much? I enjoyed it like a tug of war?”
Irvine and Malt fall into, but Rumba was nervous.
Only the sail pulled by Perumba was spreading unusually fast. The proud sailors were also surprised.
”After all, a ship is a ship only if the sails are wide.”
”The appearance of the white sails is like a swan.”
Aleucia and Ilya, who declared we were weak because they were weak wizards, looked at them as if they were spreading.
I see Irvine groaning at such a woman.
”... Oh, look cool.”
”It's okay because we're in the sea after we get out of the sea, don't we?”
The wind that blows Irvine's gaze everywhere. Aleucia is calm by shaking off his dark blue hair.
”Hey, Irvine. He said he was delicate about himself ...”
”Well, don't say that. I admitted I was modest on my chest.
Irvine, who perverts the meaning of delicately, speaks generously, but sinks after Aleucia kicks in.
”Okay, let's sail!”
As Irvine sinks, Douglas shouts.
The anchor, which had been lowered for anchorage, rose, and the ship slowly advanced as the ropes were released.
The large white sails that catch the wind firmly move forward and forward.
Douglas senses the direction and strength of the wind on the skin and gives instructions to the sailors.
It seems that the direction of the sail is adjusted according to the subtle wind direction and strength. The sailors pull the rope constantly and skip their voices.
Thanks to such crew's breathing movement, the ship is accelerating and moving forward.
You can hear the waves breaking through the waves, and the ship leaves the port.
Many people were waving here as if they were watching our departure at Port.
Pray for the safety of your trip and send it out even to strangers.
This is probably the kindness of the people who live in the port city of Espport. This is a natural sight for esports. What a warm city!
If you are sent out, you cannot help but not answer.
We will do our best to send thanks to those who are looking away. People are far away ... to the point.
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It's been a while since I left the esport and was shaken by the waves.
The white cityscape of Esport has long been invisible, and now it is all blue in view.
You can only see the calm sea and clear sky.
When I was trying to overlook such a beautiful sea view from the watchtower, I was caught by bored Irvine, Malt and Rumba.
”Hey Alfleet! Let's play on board alone!”
”Oh, that's good! It's fun to have so many ropes!”
”What's inside the ship?”
Hey hey, playing tag in a place with a lot of ropes like this might be interesting, like athletic. I don't have bad transfers or shields to guarantee security.
If you decide, let's run away.
I aim at the top with my foot on the shroud at a glance.
”Oh! I've suddenly abandoned the demon!”
Irvine points at me while shouting so.
Huh, sweet. The game has already begun.
While doing such a thing, malt and rumba were running.
”The first demon is Irvine!”
”The demon waits on the spot and counts for 10 seconds!”
”You guys aren't dirty!”
Such a thing is an early win. Playing with children is terribly cruel and unreasonable. The rules and common sense do not pass, and the rules are easily created and determined by the glue on the spot and the will of everyone.
When we pressed the demon against Irvine, we naturally climb the rope.
Mizun mast with the main mast in the middle and the malt behind. Rumba is climbing to the fore mast in front.
The way we climb the rope will be monkeys and gorillas no matter where you look.
How can we climb lightly like sailors?
The sailors are watching us with a warm gaze as we climb awkwardly.
Let's get some tips later.
“…… eight, nine, ten!
While climbing with this in mind, Irvine, which had been counting slowly, rushed out.
”I'll take care of you the most toro and take turns!”
Irvine first aimed at malt at Mizunmast.
It may be because he had the greatest climb. Malt wasn't even able to get to the yard he had done most.
Irvine climbs with a look like a hyena chasing prey.
”Come on! Come here! Climb and climb!
Is Irvine used to it? It climbs lightly, though not as hard as a sailor.
”Fuhahaha! Don't say that you can't get it?”
”Hi!”