Chapter 13 Map
Alka stood on the deck, a sailor's knife at his waist.
One hand was on the hilt of the knife, and the other hand was placed on the side of the boat in front of him, facing the sea breeze.
Observing everything on the ship.
His eyes were full of curiosity, and everything here was new to him.
After all, whether in my previous life or in my current life, this is the first time I’ve boarded such a large sailboat.
The shape of the ship doesn't look like what Alka has seen in some movies .
It doesn't look like a galleon, but rather like an earlier caravel.
The forecastle and poop of the ship are obviously higher than the middle deck, presenting a long concave shape.
Next to it, there are cables as thick as forearms, stretched straight upwards and extended all the way to the guardrail.
Countless cables run above the ship, creating a sense of order amidst the chaos.
On the main mast in the middle of the deck, there are three huge sails of decreasing sizes from bottom to top, which swell with the sea breeze.
There is also a secondary mast at the rear, which is almost identical to the main mast except that it is slightly shorter and the sail is slightly smaller.
The arrangement of masts and sails is more like the sails of a galleon.
A little strange.
Looking at the sailors standing on the circular watchtower on the main railing several stories high.
As the ship rocked slightly, Alka could already feel what was happening in the watchtower.
The sailors around looked at Alka, who seemed to find everything new and curious, and couldn't help but shake their heads in amusement.
They seemed to see their former selves again.
"How about your first time on a boat? It must be interesting."
Sigurd walked over and stood next to Alka and said, the sailor knife he had been holding was also put on his waist.
Alka looked at the white waves breaking on the bow and nodded.
"It's really novel. I've never been on a big sailboat like this before."
Hearing this, Sigurd smiled, patted Alka, and left.
Before leaving, he said, "It will take two or three days to reach the destination. You can rest in the room I just took you to at night."
Alka waved and continued to experience the new life on the ship.
Looking at the endless sea.
“How interesting!”
…
"Is it still interesting?"
"there is none left."
Alka said boredly, leaning against the stern of the ship.
On the first day on board, the novel life on board, the endless sea and blue sky, the fish swimming in the sea, everything made him curious.
I wasn’t very interested on the second day. There was only the sea and the blue sky, nothing else.
It's already the third day, and I heard that the wind direction is not very good, so we may arrive at our destination one day later.
But he no longer felt the novelty of this ship as he did when he first came aboard.
Except for other ships passing by several hundred meters away from time to time.
Everything above the vast ocean remains unchanged.
One or two days is fine, but if it's longer, life on the ship will really be too boring.
It was a lot more boring than Alka had imagined.
These entertainment activities among the sailors were too boring for Alka, who had experienced the modern era.
He now spends most of his time practicing magic in his room.
And some techniques that can be used in combat.
Tofel listened to their conversation, walked over and said with a smile: "Haha, this is the sea. A strong sea man must withstand this kind of spiritual training. The boring world is to prepare for the passion that may come at any time."
Arka didn't feel anything when he heard this, but Sigurd thought of something and said, "Is this sea area unsafe recently?"
Tofu nodded and said seriously, "There have been pirates on this route recently, and several members of the Homeland died some time ago."
Hearing this, Sigt's expression turned serious and he nodded.
home?
After Toefel left, Alka quickly asked, "Are there pirates in this sea area?"
"Which sea area doesn't have pirates? They are like sea rats, everywhere. No matter how hard you try, you can never get rid of them all."
"What does that mean, Homeland Member?"
Alka was more interested in this question.
Hearing this question, Sigurd looked at Alka with a strange look.
Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at him, then pointed at himself and said, "That's us. We are the people of Home Island."
Hearing this, Alka remembered that Golden Wheat Island was also called Home Island.
But why is it called Home Island?
Some strange names.
At this time, Sigurd patted Alka on the shoulder and said, "The thing you asked me to help with yesterday has been done. Let's go."
"Really, hurry up and go."
Hearing this, Alka hurriedly urged.
As they spoke, the two of them entered the stern deck, where the captain's office was, and stood outside and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A rough, powerful voice came.
It was the voice of Captain Halls.
Two people pushed the door open and walked in.
This was the first time Alka entered the captain's cabin of a sailboat.
It’s not as exaggerated as I imagined.
It was just an ordinary room, quite spacious, with simple furniture placed around and a painting hanging on the left wall of the captain's room.
Very simple decor.
There are three rows of simple bookcases next to it, with wooden baffles in the middle to prevent books from falling down during bumps.
All furniture and supplies are basically fixed.
The most eye-catching thing is the large solid wooden table at the back of the middle of the house.
It looked a bit messy, with various parchment scrolls placed on it, as well as some navigation tools.
Alka only recognized a compass, and he didn't know much about other tools.
There is also a huge map hanging on the wall at the back.
These maps were what he was here for.
Yesterday, Alka asked Sigurd to take him to the captain's room to look at some detailed maps.
He is very interested in maps.
This kind of thing is usually only found in the captain's room.
Hols looked at the newcomer and said to Alka with a smile , "The treasure hunter is here. Come on, you can look at all these maps. If you don't understand anything, just ask me. I can't delay you."
"Otherwise, Marcy might tear my head off, hahaha! "
"How can it be so exaggerated?" Sigt said with a sidelong glance at him.
Hearing this, Halls walked over and patted his shoulder sympathetically.
"You are her son, don't you know that?"
Hearing this, Sigurd had to remain silent.
Alka completely ignored the two people's jokes. He was already impatient and went straight to the huge map on the wall at the back.
“Is this a world map?”
Hearing this, Hall quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, this is the map of the Mharat Homeland, also known as the North Homeland Sea."
"We are here now. This is Golden Wheat Island. This is our destination."
He pointed to a point in the lower right corner of the map. The distance between the two points was less than two or three centimeters on the map, and they were almost touching.
"What is the Blood Gold Alliance?"
The large area on the map where they are located is called the " Blood Gold Alliance".
"The Blood Gold Alliance is an alliance of several important islands, and Golden Wheat Island is also a member."
Alka nodded in understanding, which means it is equivalent to the government of this area.
If it's an alliance, a coalition government?
Afterwards, he was not interested in too much information. Of course, he came to see the map to test his golden finger.
His treasure hunting system must be mediated by maps.
He wanted to know how Gold Finger would perform for such a large map with such a wide coverage.
It's impossible for densely packed light spots to fill the entire map.
There are four light spots on a small Golden Wheat Island. There are countless islands in such a large sea area, not to mention a series of treasures such as shipwrecks in the sea.
Thinking of this, Alka looked at the entire huge map and then blinked.
There were immediate and obvious changes on the map.
But Halls and Siegert didn't notice anything and didn't see anything unusual, and they were still chatting with each other.
