Chapter 27: Blue Fist
He looked towards the gate of the yard, where Aunt Marcy and Sigurd were waiting for him.
As if he was afraid that his mother would stop him from speaking again, Sigurd took two steps forward and came to Alka's side.
He handed him the sailor knife in its sheath.
"Alka, take it. This is my favorite knife. You must use it well. I hope your voyage on the sea will be as smooth as the sea breeze."
Alka took the sailor knife that Sigurd handed to him and buckled it directly on his back.
"Well, don't worry."
Only then did Aunt Marcy come up and hug Alka again.
"My child, although I cannot say that I am your biological mother, I hope that you are safe and sound. Sometimes, some things are not worth fighting for with your life, and you must know how to make choices."
"Your mother protected you till the very end. I hope you will always be healthy and safe. Remember to come back often.
When you come back, you will be the same healthy you as now."
As she spoke, Aunt Marcy, who had a strong body, couldn't help but shed tears.
She wiped her tears and patted Alka’s shoulder.
"Go, like the petrel, spread your wings and fly in the midst of the storm!"
Alka nodded heavily.
Then he turned around and walked forward along the path.
After a while, Sigurd's voice came from behind.
"Alka, remember to tell me about your treasure hunt when you come back. Maybe you can bring some good treasures with you if you can!"
"What are you talking about, little brat?"
"Oh, stop hitting me, Mom. I know I was wrong!"
Turning his head to look at the scene at the gate of the courtyard in the distance, Alka couldn't help but smile.
The sadness in my heart was dispelled a lot.
Turn around and walk forward.
On both sides are golden wheat fields, swaying gently in the refreshing afternoon breeze.
Alka was not heading towards the port, he was heading towards the center of the island.
There.
There are still people who need to say goodbye.
…
It was approaching dusk.
Alka carried his suitcase and backpack and hurriedly ran towards the ship in the port.
At this time, he finally saw the very beautiful ship that Sigurd had mentioned.
It was exactly as he said.
This is a three-masted sailing warship with a shape similar to that of a galleon. The length of the ship is estimated to be about 30 meters.
At the head of the ship, there is a huge figurehead statue in the shape of a beast but with a single horn on its head.
The entire ship is blue and white, with patterns painted on both sides.
You can see that there is a gun deck on the lower level, but the gun muzzles are now covered.
It does look good in appearance, and may even have a certain concealment effect at sea.
Although not much.
All that was seen was Andrei at the bow, with his arms folded, staring at Alka who was running towards him in a hurry.
After noticing Alka looking at him, he tilted his head to the side and motioned for him to come up.
Under the boat, there was a young man dressed as a sailor with a blue turban waiting.
When he saw Alka, he came up to him with a smile: "You are Alka, right? Come on, let's go upstairs. We're waiting for you."
As he said this, he very familiarly helped Alka take the luggage from his hands and took him onto the ship.
Just got on deck.
Then he saw Andre walking towards him.
"The boy is very good and has courage."
Alka just smiled and handed him the signed contract from his arms.
Andre took it, glanced at it, nodded, and then pressed the upper left corner with his thumb.
I don’t know if it was my illusion, but I seemed to see a glimmer of light.
"Did you see the light just now?" Andrei suddenly raised his head and looked at Alka and asked.
Hearing this question, Alka nodded: "I did see it, it just flashed for a moment."
"Well, good, it seems you have been exposed to magic."
Andre nodded.
Then he looked at the young sailor who had just brought Alka up and said, "Hamo, take Alka to his room, prepare some personal items for him, and familiarize him with the room."
After saying that, he stared at Alka again.
"Once you are familiar with the situation, come to the captain's room and find me. I will explain to you in more detail what you will be doing next. I hope you can be mentally prepared."
"No problem, um..."
Alka was suddenly stuck, he suddenly didn't know what to call the things around him.
"You can call me captain , captain, or chief."
"Yes, Captain."
Andre nodded, then glanced at Hammer.
Hamo came up with Alka's suitcase in his hand and said with a smile, "Come on, Alka, I'll take you to your resting place and put these things away."
Alka nodded.
"Thank you for your help."
Hearing this, Hamo scratched his head and said with a smile: "No, we are all partners on the ship from now on, it's only natural."
Only then did Alka carefully observe the young sailor in front of him.
This girl has short brown hair that is slightly curly and light freckles on her cheeks.
A young man who is slightly shorter than himself.
He was wearing an ordinary cotton short-sleeved shirt, brown linen trousers, a pair of waterproof short boots, and a sailor's dagger slung around his waist.
"Come on, let's go this way."
As he spoke, he took Alka to the rear of the ship, where there was a single-story stern deck.
There is a door in the center of the stern deck and an ordinary small door on the side.
Hammer introduced: "The one in the middle is the captain's room, and the door on the left is the emergency medical room. If you are injured, you must go there immediately."
"Let's go this way."
As he said this, he took Alka and walked through the aisle on the side of the stern building.
Here you can see that doors are arranged in an orderly manner.
"The first room is the ship's drafting room and Miss Xiadaiti's room."
Miss? Female.
Alka couldn't help but feel a little confused.
After all, it is relatively rare to have regular female members on a ship.
After all, a sea voyage can take at least 10 days to half a month.
At least that's the case among ordinary people.
On second thought, this is not an ordinary ship or team.
Then it stopped directly at the second door.
Hamo directly pulled the handle and pushed the door open and walked in, saying, "This is your room. The main members and trainee members of the ship usually live in the poop."
Alka followed him inside.
The room is a separate space, with a single bed at the innermost part and a wardrobe at the foot of the bed.
Near the door is a solid wooden table and a chair, with an oil lamp hanging on the table.
There is a bookcase next to it, but it is empty.
Then Alka actually saw a separate toilet.
My eyes couldn't help but start to light up.
During his time on the merchant ship, going to the toilet was always a problem for him.
It’s better not to say anything.
