Wortenia Senki (WN)

noon, Oct. 6, 2813, Western Continental Calendar

A Galeon ship, named Atalanta, was sickening northeast through the sea plains.

It is the foot of a ship as if it were sailing smoothly.

No, in fact, the sail on that ship was windy and swollen greatly.

"Report! We can see the port of Sailios northeast. Come on."

Land began to be seen snugly on the horizon.

"Okay. I'm calling Captain Brass now."

When the sailor on watch shouted out loud, the sailor who was downstairs jumped into the ship.

"Hum, it's certainly the city of Ceilios....... Oi! We'll be there soon, so start getting ready to dock."

Confirming Harbor Street with the telescope in your hand, a dark-skinned captain who burns in the day orders the sailors.

(Even if you don't have to wait for the wind, it's always the same as getting chased by the wind... fast translation)

Brass muttered in one's mind as she folded the telescope stretched out.

It was at the end of September that we left the port of Mispos, so it will be calculated that we reached the city of Ceilios in roughly four days.

Unlike the last route, I chose a route that ran straight through the Great Sea Plains instead of sailing along the coast, but it's still fast.

(I wondered what would happen at first, but that's why I drank that young man's suggestion and got it right... I thought I'd lick your amateur cunt's mouth, but apparently I lost this one)

There was a bitter laugh on Brass's face.

To Brass, who had lived as a man of the sea for many years, that young man, while showing a certain respect, designated a route and ordered a reduction in the number of days sailed.

Normally, I doubted my sanity when I was told to take seven days, including the number of days I was waiting for the wind, but if it was true, I could be convinced.

Brass turned his gaze to a group at the stern.

On the voyage back from Sailios to Mispos, the first sailing trip made everyone seasick and of no use at all, but this time it was different.

They are all uniformly young. Is it something like whether I can reach the age of fifteen?

Besides, they're not sailors.

Dressed in black-dyed leather armor, they are soldiers of the Baron of Ozai family.

Amateurs so much that they don't even have experience on the ship, but now they're more important than skilled sailors.

"Captain Brass, how's the wind? Would you like to strengthen it a little bit?

I guess I noticed Brass's gaze.

One girl from a group called out to Brass.

"No, it may be possible to break the sail if you strengthen it any further. Besides, we're almost at the port of Sailios. Enough as it is now. Thank you, Lord Melissa."

Brass returns polite words to Melissa, who is so far away from home that she may say her own daughter.

"Okay. Then we'll keep the wind speed going."

Brass smiled calmly at Melissa, who lowered her head with a bright smile.

It's like seeing your own daughter...

Earth Earth The ships used in the world are either sailboats or galley ships.

Both have different advantages, but due to the volume of loads, many Galeon ships are used on trade and transport vessels.

The biggest drawback of the Galeon ship is the wind request.

All sailboats, including the Galeon ship, are winded forward with several sails.

Fortunately, various auxiliary sails had also been developed apart from the horizontal sails Ouhan and the vertical sails Juhan, but if the wind came to a stopped state, normal sailboats without oars would have to wait for the wind to blow out as they were swayed by the waves.

It's impossible for humans to control the weather, so all they can do is pray to God.

Yes, until now...

Melissa and the others are not doing anything difficult.

The art of breezing belongs to the elementary in grammar.

An attack method that can be described as basic in the art of wind attributes, usually releasing compressed wind at once.

Instead of compressing and releasing this at once, just diffuse the range and release it little by little.

None of the attack power, but all the ship needs is moderate wind.

It can't be used the other way in strong winds that break the sail.

They are immature and immature, but that's why it makes sense.

And Melissa's mind leapt to the point where her immature skills made sense in a visible way.

It can be said to be a great way to increase the smell of the surgeon.

Their expressions of confidence that they needed them.

Besides, the joy of being able to return to Ceilios for the first time in months must also be elevating her feelings.

Because the city of Sailios is undoubtedly their second home, even if others hate it with magic and awe.

"Okay! As Lady Simone has told me, don't ever talk about anything else you've seen here. You get it?

Back to his usual serene demeanor, Brass commanded the sailors in a harsh tone.

The sailors nod silently at the captain's words and begin to prepare to grate the anchor.

This is already the second sailing journey from Mispos to Ceilios.

At the same time, the sailors understand why they are being stopped at the same time, although the sailors are still in the mood of being devoured.

And they also understood what would happen if we ignored this pause.

That's all, the last voyage that came for the first time to the city of Ceilios had surprised them.

Well-zoned township.

The roads maintain a fairly marginal road width and are all paved with stone.

The walls were quite high and surrounded the entire city.

Of course that's not worth surprise.

Because a city of the same size can be seen if you go to a slightly larger aristocratic territory of the continent.

But everyone would be surprised if it were built on the Waltenia Peninsula.

It would be even more so if they were told it was made in just a few months.

"Captain... what's wrong with my eyes?

One sailor talks to Brass as he rubs his eyes on the growing streets of Ceilios.

What is it, Brass doesn't ask back.

He himself also could not believe the sight spreading before himself.

"Don't worry. Your eyes aren't crazy."

"Bye. I knew it."

Brass nodded at the sailor, who made a squeezing voice.

"Oh. The city's getting big."

When the brass first came to Ceilios a month ago, the city is clearly growing in size.

The size of the port built on the coastline alone is one. Five times as big as it looked.

(You can't tell anyone this story. Otis laughs at the tip of his nose)

That thought is just behind Brass's brain.

The place is the place.

It may be possible if we crush hundreds of thousands of human beings like hot water, but a place called the Waltenia Peninsula makes its choice impossible.

About two months ago, with another Galeon ship named the Melanion owned by Simone, Brass transported a thousand slaves to the city of Ceilios, but putting it into the calculations is unlikely to be the sight in front of him.

Not to mention all the slaves I carried, young boys and girls who haven't had their bodies done up.

They were treated harshly by the slave traders, all of whom should have been debilitated and not in such a state that they could be used for labor.

He was eating quite a decent meal on board, but suddenly his health couldn't have recovered.

(I'm sure the lady will keep her mouth shut. very hard to tell people)

Melissa and the others with Brass's gaze at the stern of the ship.

As he blurted, he noticed this unlikely sight spreading in front of him.

"What are you voyeurizing about? Why don't we just get ready to anchor!

Covering with a gushing curiosity, Brass scolded the sailors staring at the goings.

Because I knew curiosity would kill cats too...

The name of the city is Ceilios.

It's a city that means "burning" and "glowing" in Greek.

"Master Ryo Shin. Earlier, the Atalanta arrived from Mispos."

"Oh, okay. Any damage to the load?

To Ryo True's inquiry, Sarah begins reporting as she drops her gaze on the parchment.

"Captain Brass reported that on the voyage to Mispos, everyone below Melissa was useless due to seasickness, but the return was well served."

"Seasickness? Is that why it's later than planned? You didn't calculate that far."

Sure, it wouldn't be possible to suddenly let him work on a boat.

There are humans who are physically less likely to get seasickness, but the soldiers who put them on the Brass ship this time didn't seem to have any physical possession of them.

No, it's more surprising that everyone overcame seasickness on their return voyage.

(Well, it's the first time I've ever been on a boat in my life. Do you get upset... because I say motion sickness is a big mental part)

Liang Zhen smiled lightly and nodded at the report.

"Loading is no problem. Fortunately, the weather is fine, and they don't wear water or destroy loads."

If we encounter a storm, there may be a crash or water in the warehouse and we may not be able to load it, but we seem lucky this time.

"Okay. Let me continue to focus on weapons and well-preserved food. As usual, you'll be fine with the fangs and skins you've hunted from the monster Monster, right?

"It seems enough for the price. But according to Simone's letter, we had a lot of orders from business partners, and we didn't have enough inventory, so I was wondering if you could increase the quantity a little bit."

"Incremental."

Liang Zhen unintentionally thought into Sarah's words.

The monster Monster, which lives on the Waltenia Peninsula, has many high places and can be fairly well priced if flowing into the market.

I'd rather leave all the teeth and leather I acquired to Simone, but I can't reduce what I'm currently selling to a merchant in Ipilos.

If reduced, there is a risk that the sales route will be noticed to exist in addition to the merchants of Ipilos.

"What's going on with the training guy?

"I haven't trained in less than two months for the first time."

We thought that more soldiers could be used to hunt more, but if training had not been completed to a certain extent, we would only feed the monster Monster.

"Then we'll have to wait for Simone for a while..."

We can't help it because supply can't keep up with expanding demand.

(Well, it doesn't make sense if you sell out in good shape and the price collapses, just fine)

Ryo Jin nodded alone.

"And... I'm just curious."

Liang Zhen glanced at Sarah's words.

It's not usually a busy thing when Sarah says it this way.

It's nothing wrong with her, but I couldn't help but feel better.

"Is that something to do with subhumans?

"No, it was written in Simone's letter..."

Now Liang Zhen's biggest concern is the subpeople.

The other day, I handed over three girls I rescued from the hands of the pirates to one of the tribal chiefs, but by the time I got there, Ryo Jin was made to struggle scatterly.

There have been many developments in the novel and so on in which I have thanked them for their help and said that they will get along rapidly, but the reality has not been so sweet.

No, it's not like they don't appreciate it.

But on the other hand, it's also true that you can't believe a human being named Ryo Shiba.

A long history of persecution by humans.

The weight of that history was tying their minds.

Their hearts don't want to get involved with humans.

I get aggregated into that one word.

Liang Zhen persuaded him to do so over a considerable amount of time.

For Liang Zhen, the Subman can never be left alone.

At the very least, we want to absorb their forces if we can.

Otherwise, there is no point in basing it on the Waltenia Peninsula, a remote "hikichi".

If control of the sea is maintained, the only route of entry into the Waltenia peninsula is on the Ipyros side.

We can concentrate our forces south.

That is the greatest advantage of the peninsula situated in the corner of the continent.

Yet there is no point in the existence of forces within the peninsula that are not friendly towards themselves.

Because we need to keep a certain amount of combat power as insurance.

So Liang Zhen made one suggestion to Nersios, the tribal chief.

What he suggested was that Nersios and other tribal chiefs visit the city of Sailios every six months to dine with Liang Zhen.

I say we meet regularly and eat together to dispense with a little mistrust in humans.

A far-fetched measure, but the more demands made, the more broken the negotiations themselves were, the stronger their distrust and fear of subhuman beings.

That's why Liang Zhen uses his nerves against the subhuman, but conversely, there shouldn't have been anything else that would have been a problem.

Until I read what was written in Simone's letter......