Chapter 3075 The Tragic War

As he spoke, the first mate's expression was rather gloating.

It seems that he is quite jealous of his neighbor's eldest son's status, but he neither dares to speak nor tease him on weekdays, so he can only put on an expression of "you are good, I am good, everyone is good" and compliment each other.

Now that troubled times are about to arise, and we are at sea, and it is certain that I have nothing to do with that family, and knowing that I am a nobleman, I naturally have no scruples and can just treat it as a joke after dinner, even though I have not eaten or drank tea.

"That's right." I nodded repeatedly and said, "In normal times, being an adventurer is a very popular profession, especially for adventurers from the six major organizations. Even if they are arrogant and domineering, they are protected by their superiors. Nowadays, the world has changed. As soon as there was chaos, the adventurer immediately became the center of the chaos, and many people wanted to stay away from the adventurer when they saw him fleeing."

"Who says it's not the case?" After hearing what I said, the first mate became more sure that I had nothing to do with that family, and said, "I heard from people that many failed adventurers not only suffered the consequences themselves, but even some were jointly involved. It’s so heartbreaking to see a whole family being killed!”

"Is there such a thing?" I asked in surprise.

"That's right." The first mate sighed and said, "You are from a noble family, and you are protected by your family. There may be many things going on, but a commoner like me knows very well that there are many low-level adventurers from the six major organizations. , after losing the fight and dying, the opponent was so angry that he even led people to kill the families of those dead guys, from eldest to youngest, from male to female, no one was spared, they were all killed."

"So cruel?" This time, I was really surprised.

Disputes between adventurers, unless there is huge hatred, will not lead to the destruction of families and clans.

This is the rule, which is called: Do not bring harm to your family.

However, these are just the rules of the Zephyr Continent. I don’t know what the rules of the Demon World are.

So, I asked the first mate: “Is it really okay to involve defenseless family members in a dispute between adventurers?”

"Originally, every town has a clear rule that hatred must not involve innocent family members. Even the most notorious towns almost all implement this rule. But that was a time of peace, and now it is a time of chaos. Everyone even knows whether they will die tomorrow. I don’t even know what is going on, who has the heart to care about those rules, they all commit crimes with the idea of ​​killing one to make a profit, killing two to earn one.”

Having said this, the first mate lit another cigarette, took a deep puff, and exhaled it forcefully, as if he wanted to use this puff to expel the bad breath in his chest.

I frowned slightly and tapped the railing with my palms. The sound of metal hitting metal was always so loud and distant.

"Your gauntlets are so beautiful." When the first mate lowered his head, he suddenly saw my gauntlets and immediately changed the subject.

“Not bad, carefully crafted by local masters.”

"It's worth a lot of money."

"It's not worth a lot of money, it just looks good, so I put it on."

The first mate's envious eyes moved away from my gauntlet, and then changed the topic to the present time again: "In such a troubled time, I don't know why those apostles refused to come out to pacify it. This demon world, on the surface, seems to be ours, but in the final analysis After all, it is their private property, and if it is about to be destroyed, shouldn’t they step in to stop it?”

"Maybe," I said, "but who knows what the apostles think. Maybe they want to watch the demon world be destroyed and see what the destroyed demon world will look like."

"What can it look like if it's destroyed? It's nothing more than corpses scattered everywhere, and even the sea water is dyed red."

"The sea water is dyed red?" I asked curiously: "Who did you hear this from?"

"Is something wrong?" the first mate asked.

"I just think it's exaggerated."

"That's not an exaggeration." The first mate shook his head, biting the cigarette butt into a flat layer: "I listened to what my grandpa told me, and my grandpa also listened to his grandpa. Anyway, based on this I don’t know how many generations of analogies, but this thing is definitely true. Back then, there was a very tragic melee in this sea area. Bodies were discharged from that sea area to this sea area, and the sea water was dyed red. Several groups of fish were suffocated to death.”

"What kind of melee? It's so tragic." I couldn't help but exclaimed: "If you can create that kind of scene, it's no longer a war, it's simply a disaster!"

"You're right, that's a disaster." The first mate said, "I remember it was called a war. Anyway, it was an intense battle. After that battle, the population of the Demon Realm dropped by more than ten points. one."

It's the Dragon War.

I thought to myself.

"Do you think this melee will be as tragic as the melee back then?" The first mate suddenly turned to me and said worriedly.

"I don't know." I shook my head and said, "This melee is quite troublesome and will probably last for a long time. But what do you have to worry about? No matter how serious the melee is, it won't affect you."

"It's hard to say. If one day, the goods we transport contain something that is considered contraband by the six major organizations, the lives of all our people on the ship will not be guaranteed."

"You are thinking too much," I said, "This kind of thing should be worried about by the captain, and compared to you, the captain should be the one who is most worried about losing his life, and I think the captain is only in his thirties. There are still dozens or hundreds of years of life left, do you think he will suddenly lose his mind and start thinking about it?"

The first mate thought for a while, nodded in agreement: "Well, I don't think so."

"So, as long as you follow the captain closely and don't let go, you will go wherever he goes, and always monitor his actions to find out whether the captain is being coerced again. If so, you must quickly check whether there is anything wrong in the cabin. If you have what you should have, run away and you'll be fine. If you don't have the above situation, follow the captain, and at least you'll have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life."

"Well, I understand, thank you, thank you very much."

"No need to be polite." I waved my hand and said: "We are all on the same boat. This is fate. If I make a few random remarks while chatting, it will be helpful to you. Of course it is good. If it is not helpful to you, don't blame me. That’s it.”

"No, definitely not," the first mate said, "It's too late for me to thank you. How can I blame you?"

After that, we chatted about family affairs and gossip about the surrounding area. It was already bright and the breakfast bell rang again, so I got up and went to the cafeteria.

Since it was a merchant ship, we had working meals with the crew.

The crew's working meals are quite rich, including a lot of wine, meat, nuts, and seafood.

But what surprised me most was that there were a lot of vegetables.

"Aren't vegetables very precious as food on board?" I asked the first mate curiously.

"You are referring to a ship that travels long distances. For merchant ships that travel short distances like ours, there is no such thing as precious or not."