Chapter 318 The Woman Floating on the Sea

evening.

Port of Damir.

Not far from the port, a fishing boat was on its way back. Today the fishing boat returned with a full load, and all the fishermen on board had smiles on their faces. Several old fishermen had already brought out their own bad wine and started to celebrate.

"Sooner or later you will die of alcohol." The captain of the fishing boat with a vicious face and raised eyebrows warned the old men on board with vicious words.

Suddenly, the youngest fisherman on the boat called out: "Captain, look, there are people at sea."

The captain hurried to the deck, looked in the direction of the young fisherman's finger, and saw a figure floating on the sea, which seemed to be a woman.

"Captain, let's go over and save people, shall we?" the young fisherman said nervously.

The fierce-looking captain walked back without looking back: "Don't mind your own business, Roy, if you still want to go back to see your mother."

The young fisherman couldn't understand it. Seeing the captain shaking his head, he was about to jump into the sea to save people.

One hand firmly grasped his arm tightly.

He looked back, and it turned out to be the most experienced old fisherman on board.

The skin of this old man who was almost sixty was tanned by the sun, and there were not many hairs left, but his teeth were still white: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it's saving people!" Roy said angrily, "The captain doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, so I will!"

The old fisherman said with a smile: "The captain doesn't want to take care of it, of course he has his reasons. Pay attention, Roy, don't you find it strange that the 'man' is floating?"

Roy froze for a moment, looked towards the sea, and looked at the 'man' who fell into the water. Meeting as promised, he saw the fair skin of the other party, and saw the proudly standing twin peaks, which seemed to be a naked woman.

The woman was lying flat on the sea with her head up. Only her hands and feet were slightly sunken. The rest of her body, including her flat belly, was floating on the water, rising and falling with the waves.

Roy instantly understood: "She didn't die, she was swimming?"

"I don't know if I'm swimming, but who would a normal person float on the sea without clothes?"

The old fisherman let go of his hand and shook the stained wine bottle: "In short, there are many strange things at sea. If you encounter strange and unexplainable phenomena, don't pay attention to them. This is our way of survival."

At this time, a wave rolled over, and the woman floating on the water was rolled into the distance.

Roy finally gave up the idea of ​​going into the water, and then assigned the captain to wash the deck, so he took out the bucket and brush to the old fishermen's ballads singing harsh tones, and began to wash the deck.

When the port of Damir could already be seen, the young fisherman looked towards the sea and saw a boat with an owl-patterned flag staying on the sea, and saw that someone seemed to have rescued the woman floating on the sea.

17:00.

Still wearing a light gray striped hooded bucket, carrying a concealed suitcase, and holding a 'cane of resentment', Xifa is waiting to board the boat at the pier.

The Green Emerald is moored at the pier. It is huge, and it seems that it can take hundreds of passengers. This pier is not its starting point, it sails from other ports, and this is just one of the nodes on the route it travels.

As a hybrid ship, it not only has a chimney, but also has sails, and there are cannons in the cabins on both sides. It seems that even if it encounters pirates, it has the power to fight back.

Xifa raised his head and could see the stout sailors and crew members lined up on both sides at the entrance of the gangway. They had legal rifles, revolvers and sabers, which were a strong basis for protecting the passengers on board, and made people feel a lot more secure.

But Xifa knew that this was only for ordinary pirates, not to mention big pirates of the level of the 'Four Emperors', even if a pirate general came, it would be difficult for this ship to have the power to resist.

Finally it was Xifa's turn to climb the hanging ladder, and when he stepped onto the deck, he heard someone urging impatiently from behind: "Hurry up, don't get in the way."

A figure walked rudely past him, a strong, slightly corpulent man. The long flaxen hair on the top of his head was tied into a braid, which could be seen under the loose neckline, and there was a long scar on his left shoulder that he didn't know how many stitches he had stitched up.

There was a revolver stuck in his waist, and he didn't mind the dissatisfied eyes from the side. He kept pushing the passengers away, and couldn't wait to get into the cabin.

"There are so many rude men, especially at sea."

While walking, Xifa heard a complaint coming from the side. It was a young woman in her mid-twenties, wearing a decent black long dress, with long wine-red curly hair, and a pair of hairpins on her slender neck. Pearl necklace, tall and tall, she tied a bow around her waist with a ribbon similar to her hair color.

She looked like a wealthy lady, but it was strange that she had no entourage. She carried a light leather bag by herself and passed by Sifa with a gust of fragrant wind.

When entering the cabin, Sifer's inspiration was touched, which made him softly avoid a boy who hit him from behind. Seeing that the boy was about to hit someone else, Sifer hooked his cane by his collar to make him stop. down.

The boy had thin eyebrows, large eyes, and unkempt yellow hair that looked disheveled. He was wearing a shirt and shorts, but the materials were very ordinary, and they should be relatively cheap clothes.

"I told you not to run around in the boat, Paul, if you don't want to get beaten, you'd better take my words to heart!"

A very strong man with a bronze complexion came over. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, but not a formal suit, not even a waistcoat. He has black hair and brown eyes, and there is a burn mark on his forehead, which makes him look a little fierce. He smelled of alcohol when he walked over, grabbed the child named Paul roughly, and pushed him to a lady in her thirties behind him.

"Watch your boy, Maggie, and don't give me bloody trouble. If he doesn't obey, watch out I'll throw him overboard."

The man didn't apologize to Xifa, but gave Xifa a sideways glance, and then walked into the cabin without stopping.

"I'm sorry, Paul, he didn't mean to."

The lady who should be the boy's mother said to Sifer with an apologetic face. She must have been a beautiful woman when she was young, and now she can still see the charm between her eyebrows. She tied a bright yellow scarf on her dark green hair. The bruises, thinking of the man with the bad attitude just now, Xifa guessed that this was probably a lady who was often subjected to domestic violence.

"It's okay, when I was his age, I often climbed trees and over walls." Xifa winked at little Paul.

The little boy said excitedly: "Really? I am very good at climbing trees. Give me a chance to compete."

"Paul." Maggie shook her head, smiled apologetically at Sifa, and led the boy to catch up with the man in front.

After a while, Xifa came to her room. As the ticket sales lady introduced, it is not spacious, and the advantage is that it has windows.

At this moment, the golden sun shines into the window, leaving pure golden spots on the table and the bedside.

"not bad."

Xifa shrugged his shoulders and put down the suitcase. Since he had to stay on the ship for four days, he took out some daily necessities and put them on the table.

After tidying up, I heard the long siren sound outside the window, with the power from steam and machinery in the sound.

Green Emerald, set sail!