[August 11, 370 in the Elven Calendar_Sunny]
This is our third day at the Coral Islands.
As a fledgling navigator, I am very lucky to be able to witness such magnificent scenery - colorful corals shining in the sun, pearls and expensive seaweed everywhere. Even the well-informed leader of the fleet could not resist the temptation and led his brothers to fish day and night, filling every corner of the cabin with loot.
However, it's time to embark on the next journey.
Tomorrow we will continue to head south and sail towards the dreamy Chijin Bay.
[August 13, 370 Elf Calendar_Cloudy]
As expected, we are drifting in the vast mid-polar ocean.
As we all know, since that vigorous change in the world, the land on the other side of the sea has been moving away from us day by day - it is as if the ocean is about to transform into a ferocious beast, completely tearing the three-color continent into pieces. It is said that three hundred years ago, you only had to cross a shallow river to get to your neighbors in the southwest. But now our distance is so different that we have to pass through coral islands and cross the vast sea to reach the end.
But no matter what, that is where we must reach - in order to abide by the agreement with our neighbors on the snow mountain, and in order for the cooperation between the fleet and the Ice God Chamber of Commerce to last for more decades and centuries.
This time, why not take that dazzling red pearl as a meeting gift?
[August 15, 370 Elf Calendar_Heavy Rain]
Things got a bit bad, we encountered unexpected showers.
Perhaps some god living in the sea was having a bad temper again - the sudden bad weather interfered with the fleet's sailing, forcing us to avoid the center of the storm and go further away.
The Red Wing fleet, which has always been famous for its speed and accuracy, is actually late. I'm afraid they will be ridiculed by friends after they dock.
[August 18, 370 Elf Calendar_Dense Fog]
Something is wrong.
It may be that the storm caused our route to deviate too much, or it may be the unknown impact of the "natural collapse"...
We have entered uncharted waters.
When we were first shrouded in mist, we just thought it was the normal state of the unpredictable sea weather. But soon, thick fog enveloped everything in sight, all compass needles failed, and the fleet completely lost its direction.
Even the old captain didn't know there was such a weird and dangerous sea area in the Central Ocean. Fortunately, relying on the power of the elves, we successfully fought off the surging sea beasts and were able to continue moving forward.
[August 21, 370 Elf Calendar_Dense Fog]
leviathan, mists, leviathans, mists.
Our ship seemed to be trapped in a ghost wall. It was obviously sailing at full speed, but it could not escape from this deadly thick fog. The elves are exhausted from the continuous battles, and the supplies on the ship are not sufficient. If there is no sunny sky again, and the sun, stars and moon can't be seen...
No, as a navigator, I cannot say depressing words. I will continue to fight with my companions - it is far from the time when the flames are extinguished.
[August 23, 370 Elf Calendar_Dense Fog]
The old captain fell.
His injuries were not fatal, but the ship's medical supplies were in jeopardy. If you continue to delay, I'm afraid...
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Of course, we are warriors on the sea. From the moment we step on board, we have sworn to move forward bravely and never back down, and of course we will not be afraid of it.
But, if this is the countdown of our lives...
It would be nice if I could see more of the beautiful coastline of the Coral Islands before leaving.
[August 25, 370 Elf Calendar_Dense Fog]
singing.
What a beautiful song.
In the sea filled with blood, darkness and thick fog, only that song was like the moonlight sent by the gods, clear and clean.
That should be our goal, that should be our destination.
It must go.
We must get past it, no matter what the cost.
[August 26, 370 Elf Calendar_Dense Fog]
Getting closer.
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[Year 370 in the Elven Calendar? moon? ? Day_Dense fog]
No, not at all!
Not a god at all!
That is clearly the devil in the sea!
Thanks to my elf companion who grew up with me for waking me up at the last moment.
Even thinking about it now makes me shudder - what a terrible scene it was. The dark island is covered with tentacles that are twisting and waving, almost like a worm monster opening its bloody mouth, spreading out one after another and blocking the sky.
The flailing tentacles brought a torrential rain of venom, causing heavy losses to our fleet. One ship's keel was damaged and sank, and we didn't even have time to rescue all our companions.
Anyway, now is not the time to cry.
Must escape from here. must……
[Year 370 in the Elven Calendar? moon? ? Day_Dense fog]
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"He" is catching up.
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【Elven Calendar? Year? moon? Day_Cloudy]
How long has it been since we sailed into the foggy end?
Days, months, years?
Yes, in the end we escaped - it was just "us".
Now I'm lying in the cabin of the last remaining ship in the Redwing fleet.
What did we do wrong to deserve such a terrible punishment from fate?
Fog, sea beasts, deadly songs, a giant island entangled with tentacles, and... the sea demon following.
Our fleet fell apart in the chaos, and countless brothers and comrades perished in the sea and became monster rations. The injury and exhaustion made my brain so dizzy that I couldn't even tell where was the sky and where was the sea.
However, at the moment when the demon fell into silence, the fog miraculously opened a line, and the skylight fell on the deck...
I seemed to hear the melodious sound of the flute?
【Elven Calendar? Year? moon? Sun_Sunny]
I finally figured out the location.
We had traveled thousands of nautical miles, and it would have taken us at least a month to sail from any known port.
However, the supplies on the ship were on the verge of being exhausted, and both humans and elves were dying, and it was impossible to hold on for that long.
Whatever. The late old captain often told us that being buried in the sea is the meritorious service of a sailor - to be able to escape the thick fog of the end and avoid being preyed upon by the devil must be the blessing of the gods, right?
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【Elven Calendar? Year? moon? day_? ? 】
Friends in the distant snowy mountains.
The long-dormant god in my hometown.
I really want to see you all again...
——Excerpt from the remaining logbook of "Red Wing Fleet"
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"..."
The formerly noisy Kaiwangmaru remained deathly silent. It wasn't until Yihao couldn't hold it in and let out a loud sob that the crew members woke up from a dream and all began to attack the captain.
"Did you make a mistake?"
"Dad, you can speak out if you don't know how to read. You don't have to be so polite!"
"It doesn't matter if you write your job title wrong. Why don't you write your target location wrong? Why don't you write your name wrong too!"
For a moment, Masahiko was kicked so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms, while the three newcomers who had just boarded the boat looked at each other, feeling an urge to jump into the sea.
As we all know, the Misty Sea [Japanese: ミストうみ, English: Misty_Sea] is one of the most dangerous unknown places in the Central Ocean.
The never-dissipating fog covers the entire sea area, and even satellites cannot peek into it; the incredible magnetic field causes all electronic equipment to malfunction, and ordinary ships mistakenly enter it and cannot even distinguish the direction. They can only spin in vain in the fog, and finally sink. Sleep here. Stories about its dangers circulate in the mouths of every sailor in the Orange Islands, and the endless records of disasters since ancient times add a bit of horror.
Even in modern times with advanced technology, the appearance of the Sea of Mist is still a mystery. There are not many expedition groups that are good at going out to sea for investigation, and even fewer are willing to come here to find out. Most of them just linger in the outer mist area for a while and then retreat immediately. The most recent record of exploration into the depths of the Sea of Final Fog was three years ago - the team of only five people finally lost their voice in the center of the thick fog, and their lives and deaths are still uncertain.
The captain, who has always been informal, knew that he had made a big mistake - salvaging marine cargo in the Coral Sea was tiring, but it was not the same level of adventure as going to an unknown place and risking one's life. He scratched his head and saluted the newlyweds neatly.
"sorry!"
Probably because he was afraid of being regarded as a liar seeking wealth and life, Masahiko Kaifu's attitude in admitting his mistakes was comparable to that of a primary school student who was caught skipping class. He repeatedly stated that he had no intention of deceit, and that the Kaiwang Maru would only stay on the outer edge of the Sea of Mist and never go near the dangerous depths - if the newcomer was unwilling to take the risk, he would immediately return to the ship and send the person back to the port.
"Of course, if you are willing to accompany me for a trip -" the generous southerner waved his hand, "Three times! My salary will be tripled, and we will also give you our special corals and pearls, you can choose from them!"
As soon as he said this, Xiaoye, the newly minted second officer, immediately looked serious, even more serious than when he was being chased by three hundred giant sting wasps.
"Captain, I am at your service."
The crew members couldn't help but look sideways when they heard this, as if they were wondering, "How could a foolish young man be fooled into risking his life after only a few words?" After her, the new ship's doctor Feng Chi also stepped forward.
"Report, the internship task I chose is 'Follow the Kaiwang Maru to sea for a week.'" The young girl who stood upright still had a loud voice, "Whether you want to drink and sing, go fishing in the sea, or explore unknown places, I will listen to you. Order."
Masahiko Kaifu was immediately moved to tears by the firm speeches of the two newcomers. He wiped away tears and looked at the last person——
The man was also wiping tears.
The poor computer worker, who was not good at physical labor, was clearly frightened by the turn of events. It was the first time that the captain saw a young man in his twenties crying like this. The guilt suddenly surged into his heart, and he quickly spoke in a soft voice.
"Don't be afraid, I will send you back first..."
"No!"
Yihao howled and hugged the captain's leg.
"Don't drive me away, don't drive me off the boat, if I'm discovered—"
"My mother will beat me to death!"
After hearing this, the surprised expressions of the crew members turned into empathy.
As a southerner, who doesn't have an elder in the family who has a hot temper and beats people harder than Wei Li?
In order to avoid being beaten by your parents, you would rather venture into unknown places - this is of course reasonable!
After some twists and turns, the Kaiwang Maru finally embarked on its scheduled journey.
According to the captain's arrangement, they will first stay for a day in the Coral Sea at the southernmost tip of the Orange Islands to collect precious corals and pearls. After the operation is completed, they will continue southbound and explore the outskirts of the Final Mist Sea.
As for what they were going to do in the Sea of Ultimate Mist, Shouhiko mysteriously said that it would be kept secret for the time being, and that he wanted to give the newcomers a "surprise" - the three newcomers knew all about the surprises that the captain of the Southern Kingdom could spit out, and they were prepared to receive it with ease. Be prepared to be frightened.
Starting from Little Orange Island, it takes two to three hours to reach the Coral Sea. The idle crew members threw Pokémon all over the ship. The heroes were busy cleaning, followed by three mosquito tadpoles swirling around behind them. The Crocodile patrolled back and forth, glaring fiercely at everyone who spilled wine on the deck. ; The young man who couldn't bear the loneliness even shouted at the bow of the boat, inviting his companions to a battle.
As for the newcomers—they were all surrounding the second officer’s poor Pokémon at the moment.
"Is it really okay...?" Yihao scratched his bald head hesitantly.
The blue dog, who was always full of energy, was slumped under the mast at the moment, his eyes rolling around not knowing where he was.
Unlike cruise ships that carry thousands of people across the sea, fishing boats are lightweight and are more easily affected by wind and waves. They will sway significantly even if they encounter slight water waves. For Riolu, who was dizzy in transportation, this was like jumping into a fire while walking, or falling into the water with a small fist stone - extremely tragic. However, just after walking half a circle around the deck, Riolu was completely defeated and collapsed to the ground unable to move.
Seeing this, the sun coral of the wind chime was as anxious as if its head had been bitten by the good and bad stars. It hurriedly moved forward, and the life water droplets gently condensed into a curtain, gently covering the puppy.
Riolu opened his eyes.
Riolu regained his composure.
Riolu was unwilling to admit defeat and challenged again.
Riolu took ten steps.
Riolu fell!
Sun Coral: "Squeak——" (collapse)
Perhaps the Sun Coral's gesture of throwing the water droplets of life into praying for rain was so heroic that even the captain's attention was attracted and he jumped from the top of the Kyogre sculpture.
"What, are you seasick?" Masahiko stretched out his hand and pinched Riolu's ear - if he wasn't on the boat, he would have been bitten. "It's not okay to waste it like this. If you feel uncomfortable, just put it back in the ball."
When the puppy heard the word "ball", it was not conscious yet and had already instinctively shook its head, shaking the crew members' heads with questions.
Xiaoye reluctantly put the Poke Ball back on her waist and briefly explained Riolu's thoughts to the captain. The people in the South had no resistance to the inspirational story of "a seasick Pokémon would rather endure pain than overcome difficulties." They were moved to tears and immediately held Riolu's hand and shouted cheers. words.
The semi-conscious Riolu rolled his eyes after being yelled at and completely fainted.
"...Captain, please leave the work here to me."
Seeing the military cadet looking over with a stern look, he was just about to type a line on his face, "Please go back to your post and don't cause trouble." Masahiko finally calmed down his voice and retreated with a stern expression. The ship's doctor breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and turned his attention to Riolu's master.
"SunCoral and I will take good care of it, please don't worry."
Xiaoye looked at Riolu who was stubborn and refused to back down, and had no choice but to nod.
"Thank you, thank you for your hard work."
As the Kaiwang Maru sailed at full speed, the port of Little Orange Island gradually moved away and disappeared from sight. People on the boat cleaned up the mess of the party and got to work.
Luko and Yukika returned to the cabin to check the mechanical equipment. Fengchi was on the bow of the ship healing the Pokémon that had just finished the battle. The captain sat on the top of the sculpture and looked into the distance with the Mosquito-Repellent Frog King, while the first mate stayed on the deck and directed the sailors around.
As for the newly appointed second officer - he has also arrived in his own "office" at this moment.
As an "air sentry" overlooking the sea and observing crises, the second officer's position is the highest watchtower on the ship. Not only the every move of the people on the deck, but also the appearance of the Pokémon swimming in the nearby sea could be seen at a glance. Most people in the South don't like this kind of work - they have to sit there motionless and endure the wind and sun, without even a chat partner, and running around the deck two hundred times carrying cargo would be happier than this.
Xiaoye, who was born in Kanto, will naturally not be picky about these details. She sent Gyarados to guard the front, and arranged for Dabi Bird to be responsible for air patrol, and officially started her first day of work on the Kaiwang Maru.
The midsummer sun was scorching hot, and there was nowhere to hide on the watchtower. The little Pichu had no choice but to hide in the pocket of his sailor uniform to avoid direct sunlight. Fortunately, there is still a gentle breeze blowing on my face, bringing the unique coolness of the sea, so that the working environment of the second officer is not too harsh.
Bathed in the refreshing sea breeze, Xiaoye lowered her eyes and looked down.
Gyarados is swimming in the sea, and its continuous roars announce its happiness. There is no need for any aggressive behavior at all. Its existence itself has made the wild Pokémon in the sea stay away and not dare to get close to the fishing boat. The big man jumped and spun to express his strength, and the splashing water wetted the sailors' clothes, but no one on the deck paid attention - they all gathered around the snow boy and rolled the snowballs enthusiastically, even the most serious first mate Kaifu Xinglu couldn't resist the "special attack weapon against southerners" and reached out to poke the snow created by Yukidouji.
Looking across the deck, Xiaoye saw a unique scenery different from the coastline.
There is a faint red torrent passing under the water in the west, probably a group of Magikarp swimming; two roaring whales are chasing behind them, water jets spraying into the sky excitedly, I don't know if they want to play with the Magikarp, or if they want to They swallow it as a delicious meal. Long-winged gulls fly around the fishing boats. The brave ones land directly on the watchtower to rest, and curiously peck at human arms. Others of the same species are more keen on hunting, flying silently against the sea surface, waiting for the moment when the fluorescent fish jumps up. They just take it away.
Looking towards the sea level in the distance, Xiaoye saw water splashing regularly, forming a winding queue - the traces left by the movement of Popper's dolphins. These Pokémon have always been close to humans, and they especially like to "hitchhike" behind boats. Unfortunately, Gyarados looks too menacing, and the dolphins can only look at the fishing boat from a distance, and they really don't dare to get close. The larger Giant-winged Flying Fish has never had these concerns. It jumped high together with the accompanying Iron Cannon Fish, and the water spray swept over the cheering and screaming people. It also flew over the Kyogre sculpture on the bow of the ship, forming a sculpture in the air. A brief but brilliant rainbow.
Just when Pichu was squinting his eyes comfortably, wanting to sleep for a while, the trainer suddenly stood up.
Xiaoye walked to the edge of the watchtower, picked up the telescope and pointed it to the southeast.
The sea was still calm and nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first glance. However, the jumping water of Popper's dolphins suddenly turned away to the other side, and the noisy calls of long-winged gulls gradually became sparse. The few remaining ones also moved away from the sea and began to wander in the air.
Through the telescope, Xiaoye clearly saw the ruby-like light hidden under the sea water - undoubtedly, it could not be the scales of the Carp King.
The second officer picked up the intercom without hesitation.
"Attention, there is a swarm of agate jellyfish approaching the Kaiwang Maru from the southeast."
"——All crew members, please prepare for battle!"
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small theater:
Seaman Maru crew member: You know, we usually call the second officer "Kyogre" - not because he is powerful and can fight, but because he stays motionless on the watchtower every day, being blown by the wind, sun, and birds. Peck, how is this different from the iron lump Kyogre on the bow of our ship!
