My Magic Age

Jacques shaved off the thick beard on his lips, and a layer of blue stubble appeared on his chin. He wore a black sea animal skin coat and tight trousers, a jeweled scimitar hanging on his waist, a telescope on the other side of the belt, and a captain's hat on his head. He stood in the cabin, humming an Ignasian ditty, with a confident smile on his face.

He has completely adapted to the identity of the captain. On the wall behind him hangs a sea animal skin chart with Noah's route marked with pencil. Noah has learned some navigation knowledge in the academy. He is good at using a ruler to calculate the distance on the chart. He measures the wind speed and direction at the bow every morning and evening. I didn't expect that he transformed from a boy to a man in just two weeks.

Joan would lie on the rooftop every day to bask in the sun. Sometimes she would look at Knight Lant on the ‘Shirley’ from afar, but the heat in her eyes had gradually cooled down. Although she always had a smile on her face, she could not hide her worries.

The sailors on the ship had already recognized Jacques as their captain. There were some trivial matters on the ship every day. The sailors thought that Jacques’s way of handling was fair. Some disputes that could not be resolved were also willing for Jacques to come forward to judge.

Captain Bronte originally drove the Belan. His livelihood on the sea was probably to find those slave hunters on the sea, and then buy cheap Naga slaves from them, and then sell them to slave traders after arriving in Galapagos City. Strictly speaking, Captain Bronte was just relying on a sea ship with decent performance and rich sailing experience to do smuggling business on the Vashj plane.

Although the sailors were relatively free on the ship, under Captain Bronte’s harsh exploitation, those days of living on the sea were mostly some painful experiences that they did not want to mention again.

The situation on the Beilan is much better now than before. The sailors' lives have been significantly improved. They have sufficient fresh water and can eat wheat cakes and some fruits and vegetables regularly. The vegetables are basically some crops such as tomatoes, onions, carrots and bell peppers that are easy to store and transport. Those are what I brought from Xinliu Valley. The old orc Zewang led a group of orc girls to reclaim a piece of wasteland in the village. With the tree essence provided by the world tree, it has become extremely simple to grow ordinary crops.

I transported a large amount of fresh sea fish caught on the ship back to Xinliu Valley, and then brought some vegetables grown by the orcs in Xinliu Valley to the ship. The rich and diverse food made the sailors like life on the sea more.

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Our fleet carried a total of 1,700 residents of Conason Island, who were crowded on four ships.

The Beilan ship was the smallest, carrying only 300 residents of Conason Island. The other 'Shirley' and 'Slave Trader' each carried 400 residents of Conason Island, which exceeded the upper limit of the number of people on the three ships. The number of people on the Galleon-class sailing ship I was on was even greater, with a total of nearly 600 residents of Conason Island.

These island residents were placed in the cabins below the deck, which were like a chaotic and noisy vegetable market. There were always cries, laughter, singing, scolding, whispers, loud conversations and children's playful sounds coming out, intertwined, making the whole ship full of a strong atmosphere of life.

The living environment on the Galleon was very simple. There were basically only two small beds in a cabin, but six people had to live in it, two people slept on the bed, and four people slept on the floor. However, it was said that this was by no means the worst living environment. The worst living environment was the Bellan, with no less than ten people squeezed into one room.

On the deck of my sailboat, wherever there was a rope, it was full of all kinds of clothes hanging to dry. Even the corridors and aisles below the deck were full of thin ropes, hanging some sheets and underwear. Only through these layers of obstacles could we reach the living area below the deck.

Due to the limited area of ​​the deck, the Conason Islanders on the ship cannot go to the deck to get some fresh air at the same time, and everyone needs to take turns to go out from below the deck.

There are four living areas below the deck. The islanders in each living area have one hour of fresh air time in the morning and afternoon every day. For the rest of the time, these islanders basically have to stay in the cabin. I never thought that one day, some people would even take a look at the blue sky above their heads and bask in the sun, which became a luxury, and these people are not so-called slaves.

Yes, they are residents of Conason Island, not slaves.

Those young girls living below the deck sometimes look up at the roof of the tall ship building at the tail of the sailboat with envy.

Those nobles who move on the top floor have a larger private activity space. The nobles always have some privileges. Among the islanders evacuated from Conason Island, there are also some people with noble status. They were arranged by me to live in the ship building above the deck at the tail of the sailboat.

These nobles usually move around in the ship building, and their living conditions are obviously slightly better.

Sometimes, according to the laws of the Green Empire, I have to treat nobles and commoners differently. If I treat them equally, it would be an insult to some nobles, and commoners would never be grateful to me for treating them equally.

The four ships have become four huge living areas. The toilets on the ships continuously discharge domestic garbage and wastewater into the sea every day, causing a group of scavenging fish in the sea to follow our ships all day and night. The supplies consumed by these people every day are calculated in tons. Their daily staple food is nothing more than some fresh fish caught from the sea, as well as some wheat cakes or other things.

Kalantso and I accidentally discovered that there was a large warehouse on the bottom deck of the Galen-class sailboat, which was filled with wheat flour and grains. These warehouses were painted with thick waterproof materials and were divided into many The grain in the room was packed in linen bags, neatly stacked in the warehouse, and sealed.

Maybe this ship was originally a grain transport ship in the rebel fleet, and it happened to be robbed by us when it was anchored in the port.

At first, when this ship rushed out of the dock and hit a five-masted sailboat head-on, I was surprised that the force of the ship's collision seemed to be too great. Now it seems, because the ship was full of food. , can sink a five-masted sailing ship. This reason is better understood.

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In order to ensure that the diet on the ship is nutritionally balanced and that I will not suffer from diseases such as sepsis due to lack of nutrients, I brought back some vegetables from Xinliu Valley. However, fresh vegetables appeared out of thin air on the ship. If there is no reasonable explanation for this, Not to mention the ordinary residents of Connerson Island on the ship, even the sailors on the ship began to have various ideas.

If I still want to keep Xin Liugu’s secret, I must also give Noah and the others a reasonable explanation.

"The sailors on the ship may be crazy. They think that magicians should be omnipotent. They can't conjure fresh water, but can also conjure bread and tomatoes. They even think that we cast a spell on those snappers, and they automatically He swam obediently from the sea to our table." Noah was lying on the roof of the ship basking in the sun. His fair skin had turned into a healthy wheat color after so many days at sea. He was on the table next to his deck chair. There was a glass of golden cider with ice.

There was a small swimming pool on the roof. Shirley and her maid were dressed in cool clothes and soaked in the swimming pool. There was a plate of fruit on the edge of the swimming pool.

Well, that doesn’t seem to be considered fruit, it’s just a plate of red tomatoes.

I tried hard to look away from the graceful body of Shirley Newman's personal maid. I have to say that this maid has an enviable figure. She seems to be very favored by Noah.

"The sailors said that they had never seen so many fish schools, as if all the fish schools in the Vashchi Sea were following our ship!" Noah continued.

Recently, there is a saying among many sailors that our fleet has always been favored by the goddess of luck, which is why so many schools of fish come to our door.

"Jijia, how did you get those tomatoes and bell peppers?" Shirley Newman put her hands on the edge of the swimming pool and emerged from the water, with crystal drops of water hanging on her face, and asked me curiously.

I smiled and said to Shirley, "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course, not only me, but probably the entire fleet wants to know where those vegetables come from. At least we can say to those sailors who are gossiping: magicians can't make bread and tomatoes!" Shirley Newman Said with a smile.

"Well, let me show you a demonstration! Maybe... maybe... this is a magic!"

As I said that, I took out a flowerpot from my magic waist bag. There was a young pea seedling growing in the flowerpot. I placed it next to the railing on the top of the boat, then took out a watering can and started to water the pea seedling. Keep watering.

Next, an incredible scene occurred.

Noah stood up from his chair and stared at the pea shoot with wide eyes, watching it grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. It kept growing new branches and wrapped around the railing on the top of the building. After a while, the entire railing was covered with pea vines. Small white flowers bloomed quickly on the pea vines, with pea pods emerging one after another with petals on top.

"What kind of magic is this?" Noah came over and asked.

"It's not magic, it's just that the seeds are a little special!" I said to Noah, staring at the pea vine.

"Special pea seeds?" Noah looked a little confused.

"Well, that's right. If you explain it in more detail, you can think that these seeds have been soaked in the 'essence of wood'. As long as they encounter a suitable growing environment, they will grow rapidly!" I raised my head and looked at him. One glance.

I feel like this little magical display is enough to explain the origins of the other vegetables.

Shirley Newman asked me: "Is it like the magic skill of a wood magician? Just throw out a seed and a huge vine will grow in front of you?"

Shirley’s question reminded me of Moraya and her poisonous flower vines. I said: “Those vines around the wood magician are not good. Those vines belong to spiritual plant-type monsters. If they insist on belonging to some kind of In terms of wood magic, it’s like the seeds of a weakened thorn tree vine.”

I took out a thorn vine seed from my waist bag and held it in my hand.

I don’t have much left of this kind of tree species that can grow huge thorn vines in an instant and quickly entangle enemies. Now I use one less tree species. I have kept the last few thorn tree species in my magic waist bag.

Noah said: "The 'thorn spell' of the wood magician? It's really appropriate!"

Shirley said to Noah: "Let's have boiled peas in salt water for dinner."

Noah raised his eyebrows and said to Shirley: "Of course, it would be better to have a plate of seafood risotto!"

The fleet followed the route drawn by Noah and headed for the waters of Yabin Bay.

...

We stayed in Yabin Bay for only two days, and we waited for Earl Evan and his fleet to return safely.

The sea surface was golden under the setting sun, and the fleet sailed towards us against the wind and waves. Cheers broke out on the sailboat, and everyone crowded on the deck, waiting for Earl Evan and his warriors to return safely.

The people living on the ship were a group of residents of Conason Island, and they were also the families of the warriors under Earl Evan. The people they were waiting for were in that fleet.

Noah and I have roughly understood the ins and outs of the incident.

The war on the Vashj plane has been going on for a long time. Previously, they had been resisting the faceless legions that emerged from the seabed. Recently, those faceless legions seemed to have disappeared without a trace, but Marquis Boris's declaration of independence appeared again. He announced that he would break away from the rule of the Mensa family and become the great lord of the Vashj plane.

Then, the fleet under Marquis Boris began to fight everywhere in the Vashj Sea. They forced the small lords on countless islands to swear allegiance to Marquis Boris. The rebels arrived at Conason Island, but were resisted by Earl Evan.

Not long after, Marquis Boris's fleet occupied Conason Island. Earl Evan led his fleet and was forced to leave Conason Island. In the waters near Conason Island, he launched a guerrilla naval battle with Marquis Boris's rebel fleet.

Soon, Earl Evan realized that in such an endless war of attrition, his fleet without any supplies might perish in this sea area, or even become a pirate group, so he came up with the idea of ​​moving his family members on Conason Island out. Only by finding a new island to recuperate and then uniting with other resistance forces at sea, could he finally defeat the rebels of Marquis Boris.

It was not until he met us that Earl Evan's long-planned "sea migration" plan was implemented.

The most important part of it was that the three ships, Noah and I, which were not in the sight of the rebels, secretly sailed into Conason Island and rescued all the residents on the island who firmly supported Earl Evan.

Earl Evan did not expect that we would bring out so many residents of Conason Island, who accounted for almost one-fifth of the entire island city's population.

And he did not expect that we would be so bold as to hijack a Galleon-class sailing ship at the dock, and we succeeded.

Earl Evan's fleet settled the islanders on our ship overnight.

Just before dawn, the integrated fleet lined up in a line and headed towards the deep sea.