Chapter 168 - Two Heirs (1/2)
Vivi manned the helm. Her long ivory coat danced in the wind coming from Captain Sparrow, who blew the sail pushing the small ship forward. The air in his lungs mixed with the mana swirling within his body, creating a powerful gust of wind whenever he blows. Most Captains can do this, as they trained at an early age holding their breath underwater and blowing down houses made of straw.
It was a spectacle to watch for those new to the shore. But blowing such powerful winds would be disrupted for the other sh.i.p.s entering or exiting the pier, even those docked on the pier were not safe from the strong wind. And the foul smell of the Captain's breath was also devasting.
Two magical shields were needed during exiting and entering the dock to funnel the wind forward instead of letting it disperse. This takes two men, but Sun could the job just as well. Meanwhile, Shuja was standing on the figurehead, a large mermaid head playing the flute. She covered the blind spots of the ship, making sure it doesn't get scratch.
Sparrow and Vivi were surprised to see the two noble bloods adapt so quickly in the sea. Especially for landlubbers like them. Little did they know, the two practiced with the Zackons tribe in preparation for the journey.
But what was most surprising was the fat lard they were forced to carry with them. Truth be told, the ship's carrying capacity was far greater than one would expect, even for a ship of its kind. But to go faster, the lighter the ship, the better. This is why they left the two contracted sailors on the docks with Barbara. They waved bye at them as they sail away from the pier.
Before they left, the two sailors were going to pull the anchor but got stuck on the cement foundation underwater. Normally, the dockworkers will come and swim beneath the ship to break the cement. However, Borvo stepped in. His fat was hiding power beyond any of them could imagine. Borvo pulled the anchor effortlessly. It was a feat few sailors could claim.
For a moment, he earned Sparrow's respect, but that respect did not last long. Once they exited the pier and into the open water, Borvo fell on his knee and regurgitated his lunch on the side of the ship. Captain Sparrow could not believe his eyes. He has stained the White Pearl's image. ”What the hell?” Sparrow jumped down from the helm deck. ”What's wrong you?”
”Sorry, not use to the water.” Borvo tried to get back on his feet, but the ship's motion made him lose his balance. ”Our sh.i.p.s supposed to rock back and forth so aggressively like this?”
”Well, maybe if you got here on time, you would be on a larger ship. And won't have to deal with your motion sickness.”
Sun stepped in and helped the poor kid up. ”Hey, you ok?” Sparrow walked away to grab and something to wipe away the nasty vomit. Sun also respected Borvo after showing his amazing strength. Sun could see through him, and he knew it was not mana that got the anchor free but his sheer muscles alone. He was like Rock, in a sense, born to be large and strong.
Sun placed Borvo's arm over his shoulder and carried him back to the ship's quarters. While they were walking, Borvo's belly began to growl. ”I'm hungry,” He said shamefully. It seems that his appetite was also similar to Rock.
”We'll get you something to eat.” Sun helped him get on his hammock. His wife, Cirona, was on the other side of the room arranging their bags. Sun walked up to her and asked if they brought any snacks to eat. She politely nodded and took a loaf of bread and a container of butter. ”Your wife doesn't talk much.” Sun told Borvo, ”Cat got her tongue?”
”Hahuhuhu,” Borvo laughed, ”No, she's just very shy. But she's slowly removing the shell around her after her etiquette training. I still feel bad. I didn't want her to go through so much trouble, but fate had it that I inherit my King's throne. Honestly, we are living in confusing times.”