Chapter 254: Eyes in the waves

"Go to the cabin and plug the hole, or we will all die here!"
The chief officer gritted his teeth with red eyes and gave the order, a pair of bloodshot eyes were still staring at the whale that had begun to dive quickly. The rope at the end of the whaling fork was firmly tied to the sturdy mainmast of this brig. on.
　　 Until this time, he had not given up hunting the giant white whale.
　　 The rope "swish swish" quickly becomes shorter...
　　 "Be careful, hold on to the hull!" The chief officer reminded the crew to welcome the imminent impact.
　　 The next moment, the entire sailboat was violently pulled by a huge force.
　　 tilted almost 45 degrees to the left. Fortunately, a barrel of whale oil at the bottom of the cabin perfectly served as the ballast counterweight, so that the whaling ship did not roll over directly.
　　 However, before Fisher was lucky, he heard a loud click in his ears.
　　 The mainmast of the "Harpoon" was broken by...!
　　 The last piece of rope tied to it was of course dragged into the water, and the white giant whale that broke the main mast of the sailboat was regained "freedom" with the whaling fork on it.
　　 Roar
　　 At this time, the faces of the sailors of the whaling ship were miserable.
　　 Losing the main mast of the whaling ship means losing most of its power. Will this crazy whale give itself a chance to repair the mast?
　　 didn't let them wait long, the giant whale quickly gave his answer.
　　 The sea under the boat rolled and roared violently, rushing to both sides along the ship's side.
　　 It seems that even they have consciousness, have foreseen the coming danger, and want to flee the whaling ship desperately.
And the giant whale, which has already dived deep into the water, has been accelerating from a few hundred meters deep underwater. The strong body shakes the water, and the giant beast of more than two hundred tons rushes like an arrow from the string... .The bottom of the "Harpoon"!
　　 The huge amount of seawater above its head was easily squeezed away without any hindrance to it.
　　 Next second.
　　 boom!
　　 Amidst the explosive roar, the sailors on the ship were thrown away by the irresistible force in an instant, no matter whether they grasped the sailing boat or not.
"what!"
"Help--!"
　　 The first "Harpoon" was hit by the keel. After a flick of its tail, the giant whale broke into two pieces and capsized.
　　 In an instant, all the income of one year of going to sea has been wiped out!
　　 However, the sailors who accidentally survived the collision should worry not about the harvest in the past year, but their own...little lives.
　　 A whaler got out of the water and swam to a nearby broken ship board.
　　 But before his fingertips touched that piece of wood, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth behind him has already bitten down!
"what-!"
　　 The horrified scream stopped abruptly.
　　The vengeance of the unknown white giant whale is obviously heavier than the average animal. Even the sailors who have fallen into the water and will live and die are overtaken by it one by one and killed directly!
　　 When the "Cape of Storm" heading to the Kingdom of Tyrol passed here.
　　 saw such a massacre scene!
　　 There is still a considerable distance, and a group of people who noticed the movement of the sea have gathered to the bow.
　　 "This seems to be a violent creature!
　　 The whaling ship is really unlucky, it actually encountered an opponent that he could not resist.
　　 I just don’t know if this big white whale has achieved stable reproduction and become a new demonic creature group? "
　　 Milan’s bad luck seems to be over in a few days. Recently, the mental state is obviously much better than before, at least it has recovered from the shadow of "angel coming".
　　 Of course, he wouldn't be gloating for someone more unlucky than himself, but just uttered his own guesses like talking to himself.
　　 "This may not be a coincidence."
　　 Next to him was Ambros, who was still in full armor, frowned slightly and spoke.
　　Actually, the seabirds in Irvine, dozens of kilometers away, have already sent back images of whaling boat activities.
　　 But "Storm Horn" was originally sailing at full speed, even if Ivan was willing to save the whalers, he was really helpless.
　　 Hearing that Ambrus seemed to know something secret at this time, he couldn't help being curious: "Is there anything weird in this?"
　　 Ann Bruce did not deliberately hide it. Although it is the internal information of the church, it does not involve the secrets of the church and is not within the scope of confidentiality.
　　 "This sea domain is called Atrid Sea, and it is also the blessed place of ancient Black Sea Hipponoah..."
　　 Yatrid waters are a bit special in the entire Black Sea, the climate is very good and the fishery resources are very rich.
　　 And it does not belong to any modern country-controlled area. Fishing boats from various countries can travel freely. It should be a very famous fishing ground.
　　 But on the contrary, very few fishing boats dare to come here to fish.
in the Legends.
　　This is actually the hometown of the ancient moody Black Sea goddess Hipponoah. Only when he is protected by his divine power can he enjoy peace and prosperity forever.
　　 But because of the evil deeds committed by the residents (mainly fishermen) against the gods (see Chapter 239 Sea Witch for details), this sea area was blessed and cursed at the same time!
　　Any act of fishing here will offend the goddess, and the final result will be buried in the sea and eaten by fish!
　　 Therefore, the residents living nearby, no matter how hungry they are, never fish in this sea area.
　　 Only desperate gamblers and foreign speculators who only see whale oil in their eyes will challenge the authenticity of ancient legends regardless of their lives.
　　 Of course, judging from the current situation, they obviously lost the bet...
　　 "It's just that people didn't think that although this ancient sea has been sealed, he still has the bottom line power to maintain the curse."
　　Ann Bruce told Ivan and the others about the past and legends of the Sea Witch in the church’s ancient archives.
　　His origin, the eight hundred years of sinking into the Black Sea...It wasn't until he was sealed more than three hundred years ago that the era of great navigation has arrived!
　　"For this former Black Sea god.
　　 has suffered such a tragic past, there are indeed reasons to take any retaliatory actions.
　　 It's just... after all, it blocked the path that mankind had pioneered. "
　　 Although several listeners sympathized with the experience of the ancient sea Hipponoah, but from the standpoint of human beings, if they were the decision makers, they would have made the same decision on that day more than three hundred years ago!
　　 is just witnessing this kind of mythological story with my own eyes. It is really new to Aiwen, a bun who has never been born in the country except Ilya and Falettis.
strictly speaking.
　　 This transnational mission is only the first step for Aiwen to get out of the bathtub in front of his house, and there are too many mysteries like the Atrid Sea waiting for him in this magnificent and magical sea.
　　The time of speaking, the "Storm Horn" has already approached the sea where the "tragedy" has just occurred.
　　 Just as Ivan hesitated whether to interfere, which might be punishment from the gods, he might have realized that this battleship was not easy to mess with.
　　 Roar
　　 After a long neigh, the white giant whale that had seen a bad situation plunged into the water and disappeared.
　　 Finally, all the remaining survivors were spared.
　　 Uh, more accurately, there are only two people.
　　 One is the first mate Fisher who has suffered a major blow and lost his companions, relatives, and career eyes.
　　 The other is even if he was rescued on the boat, he still yelled incoherently: "Forgive! Hipponoah! Great! Goddess!..." and so on, the gambler Pipps.
　　 Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Ivan was not interested in questioning either.
　　 No matter what they came to this blessed and cursed waters for whaling, they have nothing to do with them, waved and said with excitement:
　　 "Prepare a place for the two of them to live, and let them disembark when Nisk!"
　　 Aiwen's words made Fisher's eyes a little radiant.
　　 The former chief mate seemed to realize that he was saved now, and slowly and deeply bowed in Aiwen's direction before he followed the sailor away like a marionette.
　　 "The Horn of Storm" set sail again and continued to advance towards the Kingdom of Tyrol.
　　 Yatrid Sea has also repeatedly restored the peace and harmony of the past.
　　 just after a long time.
　　 A pair of extremely beautiful eyes suddenly opened among the snow-white waves amidst the surging waves, looking in the direction where "Storm Horn" was leaving, cold and ruthless!
　　...
　　 The next trip was calm and smooth.
　　 Aiwen spends most of his time studying and researching at the apprenticeship stage in a specially remodeled laboratory on board.
　　Occasionally, I came out to interact with Milan and the others, fishing, practicing swordsmanship, occasionally I got interested, and I would personally show off my cooking skills.
　　 Take sword fighting as an example.
　　Even among the most basic sailors, three lucky people can get the captain’s sword skills every week.
　　 And also benefited from Aiwen’s extensive practice of "pharmaceuticals" during this time, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com often took out a few bottles as a reward for outstanding performance.
　　 Some newcomers who have just joined the "Storm Horn" experienced their progress before and after boarding, and they were surprised to find:
　　 The crew qualifications on the "Storm Horn" may not have a bright future, but an opportunity that may make them truly extraordinary!
　　 This is a normal situation, before they become official officers, they can't even think about it.
　　 The already very positive and motivated mentality and cohesion have once again risen to an unprecedented level.
　　 Ivan’s most intuitive feeling is that the crew on the ship, not only did not one of them sneak and skid like on other ships.
　　 is even more like a chicken blood, mobilizing all of its subjective initiative to make this battleship act like an arm, as if it had come to life.
　　 This situation is also easy to understand, no matter which world employees think is very simple: "Don't talk about ideals with me, my ideal is not to go to work, so we only talk about money!"
　　 So Ivan never talks about his ideals with his crew (well, occasional mental interference does not count).
　　 Ivan concluded that every captain has his own command style.
　　 Some people turn every crew member into a machine part, which is simple and efficient; while some people boldly delegate power to let professional talents give full play to their role.
　　 And Ivan naturally has it.
　　 Generous trophy distribution, swordsmanship guidance, and personal rewards (pharmaceuticals, etc.) are his strongest management methods!